Yesterday was like Death

"What kind of feelings does Kong Hong have for Wang?"

The next scene is between me and Luo Lian, and it can be said to be a crucial scene in the whole movie.

In order to protect the "kingly way" in his heart, Kong Hong made his own choice and assassinated Wang's beloved woman.Mu Le's tragic death finally pushed his younger brother and the man he loved into the abyss of separation.

Luo Lian treats "acting" differently from other actors. She will not only figure out the psychological activities of her characters, but also understand the souls endowed by other characters as much as possible.

I have read the biographies written by her, and they are detailed down to the date of birth. If there is a modern drama, I guess she will calculate the horoscope for the character.

"Love it, it's just that this love is too heavy and stubborn, making Qingli feel the pressure. This is not a courtier's love for the king, but a humble believer's love for the gods." I expressed my understanding, "He doesn't allow this god to have a bit of 'humanity', because God should be selfless and omnipotent. If he has selfish desires, it will be unfair to other people in the world."

Luo Lian looked at me in surprise, as if she didn't expect that I would express such a long paragraph of opinion.

She held the script and leaned on the back of the chair: "Kong Hong is really sad and hateful. He thought he was righteous, but ended up with a tragic ending. In the name of love, he did cruel things and did not deserve sympathy."

She is a decisive woman with clear logic and clear thinking.

I said: "In this world, self-righteous people eventually account for the majority. If it is now, Mu Le may have to bear even more infamy."

Luo Lian didn't know what to think of, and sighed a long time: "It's hard to be a woman."

Before filming started, she joked that I should not show mercy and ravage her as much as possible.Of course I don't think she is telling the truth, but she has such a dedicated heart, which is enough for me to admire.

The last time I filmed an urban workplace drama, the heroine was a popular female artist, and she didn't learn what she should learn in the circle, but she learned it all over being late, playing tricks, and playing big names.And because her popularity is the guarantee of ratings, even the director wants to give her a smile.

I also joked with Xi Zonghe, saying that this is probably because being favored has nothing to fear.

What did he say then?

It seems to say: "In this circle, everyone relies on a mask to show people. What the audience and fans love is nothing more than the perfect persona we have established to the outside world. Once this 'dummy' has flaws one day, there will be ordinary people. There will also be some bad habits, and they will leave without mercy. She is arrogant today, like a spring ice tiger tail, whether she wants to go, how to go, it is her own choice. Go well, everyone is happy, go to If the ice melts halfway, you can only accept your fate and suffer the backlash of the vicious tiger."

Kong Hong hid on the beam, dormant quietly, like a gecko on the wall, patiently waiting for his prey to come to his door.

The flames on the candle tower swayed, and the next moment, the door of the main hall slowly opened, and Mu Le, dressed in fine clothes, was helped in by the palace servants.

His prey appeared.

The heavy hairpins and golden crowns were removed one by one, and the coat was carefully hung up. After a while, the palace people retreated, leaving only a pure and beautiful woman in the palace.

There was no surprise in Kong Hong's eyes, only endless cruelty and killing intent.

Everything started because of her, Yan Guo and Qing Li could return to normal only if this woman died.What he defended was the happiness of the people and the way of the king, and he blamed her for being born a disaster, and she was the one who overwhelmed the country and the city.

Mu Le was sitting in front of the mirror combing her hair, feeling a dangerous aura approaching, she raised her head suddenly: "Who?"

Before she could call someone, Kong Hong jumped down lightly from the beam, the silk string in his hand exuded a red gold luster under the candlelight, his young and handsome face was like the most terrifying evil ghost killing a god, making people frightened.Without even a single extra word, he strangled the silk string around the woman's slender neck.

Mu Le struggled in horror, but couldn't move a bit.Desperate tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, blood was dripping from her neck, the stream of life disappeared from her eyes, and the beautiful woman died without a sound.

And Kong Hong is like breaking off a peach blossom on the side of the road, without any hesitation or guilt.

All sluts deserve to die, he is just doing justice for the heavens, doing what a courtier should do.

"Okay, it's over!"

When I heard Director Ma's voice, I felt amnesty, my whole body relaxed, and I almost sat back on the ground.

I looked down at my trembling palms, because of too much force, the tiger's mouth even had deep strangulation marks.Hate someone so much that you want to kill him, this kind of emotion is too penetrating.Especially when I brought my own emotions into it, and Gu Yuanli's figure couldn't stop appearing in my mind, the real killing intent made me feel terrified.

What made me even more terrified was that for a moment, I saw Jiang Mu's face.It's not Mu Yi, it's not a character in the play, it's the real Jiang Mu in reality...

The assistant came to help Luo Lian, and took her aside to rest, maybe she was still in the play, she seemed very quiet.

I folded my fingers and walked to the rest area alone.

Wenwen was waiting by the seat with a wet towel in her hand. Seeing me in the act, she hurriedly asked me to sit down and rest, and wiped off the fake blood on my fingers one by one.

The next scene was the same, but it was Luo Lian and Xi Zonghe's.

Before, I always thought that Xi Zonghe was rewarded by God, and he could have a life beyond the reach of ordinary people without hard work.But recently I found out that I was wrong. What he has now is not all due to luck and talent, but also a more rare trait-hard work.

Just like today, he could have come back later, but he had been waiting while Luo Lian and I were filming.

Maybe it's to catch up with Jiang Mu, or maybe it's because he was born with no sense of slack, he does everything with utmost seriousness, and never underestimates any scene because of his achievements.It has to be said that genius combined with hard work made him a terrifying monster, no wonder Jiang Mu was afraid of him.After this movie is released, I have already foreseen the debate about who is better than whom.

After Luo Lian fixed her makeup, the filming of the next scene started.

I was amazed by Xi Zonghe's acting skills every time I saw him. He hugged the beautiful dead body played by Luo Lian, disbelief and shock flashed across his face, and finally turned into a roar of grief.

The veins on the forehead, the veins on the neck, and every inch of skin on the body are full of drama.

A good actor not only allows himself to quickly enter the play, but also allows the audience to follow him into the play.

Xi Zonghe's performance was so wonderful and lifelike that it made the eyes of several emotionally rich girls turn red, and Wenwen watched and shed precious tears of girls.

His pain is sympathetic, his despair is pitiful, even if he plays a jerk, he is also a jerk with rich layers.This may be a realm that I will never reach in my life.

This scene is so difficult, but he passed it once.Director Ma felt very satisfied after watching it, but he asked to do it again.

If there is more than one idea in the presentation of the performance, the director or the actors themselves will ask to do it several times during the shooting, adding as many choices as possible for the final editing.Of course, when encountering bad actors, there are also those who will not shoot a second time no matter how bad their performance is. They have no professional ethics at all.

The lights and cameras were in place again, and I was about to see how Xi Zonghe would perform for the second time, when Wenwen suddenly lowered her head and took out her mobile phone from her small bag, glanced at it and handed it to me.

"Brother Sang Qing."

I glanced at Xi Zonghe who was putting on makeup, turned around and went out of the studio to answer the phone.

The weather in December was already very cold. When I went out of the shed, my breath was foggy.

As soon as the call was connected, before I could make a sound, Sang Qing hurriedly said: "Gu Tang, don't go out of the studio or the hotel these days, and don't answer strange calls on your mobile phone!"

With such a tone and content, I knew something must have happened without even asking.

"Am I on social news again?" I joked and opened Weibo while maintaining the call.

There is no need to search specifically, the first one in the hot search is.

"Gu Tang, the young master of the nightclub..." After reading these words, I was strangely calm, and I even had the energy to let out a short "ha" from my chest.

Sang Qing was about to collapse: "You can still laugh at any time."

"I didn't laugh, I just felt... that day is still here."

The overwhelming ridicule and scolding exhausted the good reputation accumulated not long ago.I don't have any outstanding works, and my fan base is not solid. Those passerby fans who praised me for my bravery before turned into passerby black again.Wherever there is excitement, where do they go, and they follow me not because they support me, but because they are just watching the show.

"Collapsed human design", "You are such a person", "Disgusting", "It's so dirty", "Young Master Accompanying the Wine"... I clicked on the private message, and the vicious words rushed to my face were suffocating, and I immediately quit Weibo, uninstalled the app, and didn't want to read it again.

Chunbing Huwei, in the end, these words actually came true to me first.

When something like this happened to me, there was no other way than staying in the hotel and pretending to be dead without responding.

Sang Qing said that the source of the news has not been found, but it must have been premeditated and organized, because it was a large-scale outbreak all at once, and the eye-catching title directly sent me to the hot search.

Thinking about it left and right, I can't think of anyone who offended me.Apart from being obediently by Xi Zonghe's side and being a qualified nurse these years, I have no other energy to compete with my peers. Even earning a role in an audition is just an overreaching and earning with Xi Zonghe in this drama.

I was sitting on the sofa, hugging my knees and thinking wildly, when I suddenly heard someone ring the doorbell.

I didn't make a sound, but went straight to see the cat's eye.

Xi Zonghe stood in front of the door with a sulky face. With just such a little effort, he rang the doorbell twice, each time with shorter intervals.It seemed that if I didn't open the door again, he would kick in.

Before he ran out of patience, I unlocked the door and let him in.

He shot me a sideways glance, and walked me straight to the couch.

"Tell me, what's the matter with the nightclub?" He sat down on the sofa with a big horse, folded his arms and looked at me, "You really were the master of a nightclub, selling yourself as a performer?"

What a "selling art and selling yourself", I laughed again in my heart, laughing at myself and him.

"Yes, I did."

He probably ran over when he heard the news just after the show, with some residual makeup on his face that hadn't been removed.Staring at his more stern eyebrows than usual, I didn't know for a moment whether I was facing Xi Zonghe or Qingli.

I walked towards him step by step, and finally knelt down at his feet, and my palms fell on his thighs intimately and tenderly.

His muscles tensed suddenly, but he didn't intend to stop.

"Don't you remember me?"

Xi Zonghe looked at me inexplicably: "What?"

My fingers crawled slowly, like the claws of a spider, lightly touching the thing between Xi Zonghe's legs.

"You bought me too." I raised my head and smiled at him.

Now his memory stays at the age of 22, so he shouldn't forget it so quickly.Fortunately, he didn't return to the age of 20, otherwise I really can't explain what happened that night.