villain king

Chapter 117 Letter
The sky was bright, and Ji Yun woke up at the table.

The awkward sleeping position made him feel uncomfortable all over. When he stood up, all the bones in his body cracked.

After washing, he took out his notebook and tore off a page.

Pick up a pen and write: "Increase the amount of dinner."

A red banknote was also pressed under the paper.

Carrying a Mazar, he walked to the center of the village.

His clothes have been changed, and they were brought over by the little fat man last night.

However, the village is small, and everyone is familiar with it. When a new face appeared, everyone couldn't help but take a second look.

Ji Yun stopped, looked at the terrain, and at the crowd, put down his horse and sat on the side of the road.

A few women from the nearby family gathered together, and when they saw him sitting down, they couldn't help whispering.

Ji Yun turned a blind eye, took out his notebook and started recording.

He's looking for an anchor.

The anchor is the root of the boat, and so is the show.

Many actors will first find an anchor when approaching a new role, in order to make their performance closer to the role.

Acting is not a matter of slapping the forehead, and the character possesses the body in a flash of inspiration.

Most actors will go to the prototype of the character to find inspiration.

Of course, many extreme roles cannot be easily approached. For example, if you want to play a murderer, can you kill two people to find a touch?
This is where an anchor is needed.

Find someone close to you who is similar to the character, and imitate this person to achieve the effect of being close to the character.

Many actors always give people a sense of convergence when they play the same type of roles, which is why the anchors they choose are all one person.

For example, the emperor played by Cheng Daoming, although the differences are highlighted in the details, the overall style converges.

It is very important to find this object.

Chen Jianbin's acting skills are very good, but he seems too deliberate when he plays the role of the emperor, and he has to pause three or five times in a sentence. This is because he didn't choose his anchor object well.

The anchor character of Niu Jiji in "Killing Life" is easy to find.

When you were in school, did you encounter people who relied on their own strength to bully others?
I feel that I am careless, but others see it as an addiction to pretending to be B.

This is very similar to Niu Yushi.

From the perspective of the audience, every move he makes is to help the villagers in his own way, but from the perspective of the villagers in the film, he is an out-and-out villain.

A rogue.

Ji Yun took a deep breath, recorded his inspiration in the notebook, turned a page, and began to listen to the stories of the parents not far away.

A day passed like this, and he didn't go to the residence until no one came and went for a long time, carrying the Maza.

Dinner became porridge and bacon.

Carbohydrates and fats make it easy to gain fat.

Ji Yun ate some dry food in the morning, and didn't touch a drop of water all afternoon.

Irregular eating is more likely to make you fat than eating more at each meal.

Under the dim candlelight, Ji Yun recorded what those people said during the day.

He carefully recalled the accents of those people, repeating to himself.

In this quiet environment, talking to myself breeds a sense of loneliness in my heart.

After reading a few sentences, he sighed and closed the notebook.

Get up and walk out the door.

The moon is relatively round tonight, and under the moonlight, the outside is more translucent than the inside.

After lighting a cigarette, Ji Yun took two steps back and leaned against the door frame.

Looking around, there are bright lights all around.

It's like a string of long dragons wrapping themselves.

Unfamiliar with the place of life, and even a little repulsive.

Ji Yun shook his head and said with a light smile, "This mess is too miserable."

"call!"

With his head held high, Ji Yun blew the smoke into the sky, covering the moon.

Throwing away the cigarette butt, he turned and walked into the house.

After a while, the crappy dialect sounded again in the room.

Ji Yun has been sitting in the same position for a month.

He just watched quietly and wrote quietly.

Not a word was said.

Some people came up to talk to him, but he also shook his head with a blunt face.

After a long time, those people thought he was dumb.

All in all, in the peaceful village, Ji Yun who is alone is out of place.

What Ji Yun wants is this feeling of being out of place.

The story of "Killing" is like Journey to the West. Niu Jishi is the Monkey King who resisted, and he is equally stubborn.

The feeling of going one's own way is deeply imprinted on the character's label.

"Do you think he is dumb?"

The voices of discussion at the entrance of the village are no longer sneaky.

"Ten dumb and nine deaf, try scolding him."

"Gua Wazi! Look at that!"

Ji Yun glanced at him and recorded the curse.

"It really is a fool!"

The crowd laughed.

The villagers have become accustomed to Ji Yun's weird behavior.

It was only once that one of them approached him and saw the words he had recorded, that these people stopped.

He actually recorded their conversation verbatim.

The hair is creepy.

Since then, they have become more wary of Ji Yun.

Don't be afraid of bad people, be afraid of weird people.

When the news got out, the little fat man never came to his house again.

Ji Yun completely lost the opportunity to communicate with people.

He wanted to give up, this paradise was like a purgatory, everyone was watching him burn with cold eyes.

This idea kept lingering in his mind, and his heart was pounding.

Suddenly, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door.

It's the little fat man.

"There is a letter from you."

A gleam of light suddenly flashed in Ji Yun's eyes, as if a drowning man had found a life-saving straw.

The little fat man stuffed the letter into Ji Yun's hand and hurried away.

Ji Yun turned a deaf ear and opened the envelope on his own. It was a letter from Wan Qian.

There is not much space, Ji Yun took a quick glance to get an overview.

"I'm moving in, Smelly Jiyun! Didn't you plan it a long time ago, where the walls are not even painted in the house where you let me live!

Anyway, your room is now surnamed Wan, so I don’t accept rebuttals.I bought all the refrigerators, wallpapers, tableware, and TVs!I arranged a sofa for you and put it in the bathroom, you can sleep there in the future.

I have a cat called Xiaoyunzi, it likes to pee on your sofa, you are not allowed to hit it when you come back!From now on, it will be the second in command at home.

Have you heard that Brother Bo now eats and sleeps with that cow, and Sister Ou said that he now treats himself like a calf.But it didn't seem to be going well. The cow was a foreign cow, and they couldn't speak the same language.

My rehearsal of the drama here went very smoothly, and several crews contacted me. It takes 10 minutes to get there by subway transfer at work. However, the price of eggplant has increased again recently. I learned to cook a few dishes, which can be eaten but not very easy to swallow
Ji Yun, I miss you. "

Ji Yun's nose was a little sore, he took a deep breath, closed the letter paper, smoothed out the folds carefully, and put it in his chest pocket.

Wan Qian, who was waiting for his news, missed the best supporting actor, the 20 years of muddleheaded past life.

Failure is harder to accept than loneliness.

(End of this chapter)