I just want to be an actor

Chapter 171 The Three Men

"We can make a bet."

Watching Zhou Sen slowly walk towards Michelle Williams on the set, he suddenly said to the beautiful Gretchen beside him.

"What bet?"

"He will succeed."

Michelle looked at the lonely-looking back with a calm face. He was wearing an ordinary baseball uniform, jeans, an ordinary beard, and ordinary hair.

But it is such an ordinary person, but there is a kind of lingering loneliness and loneliness.

It was impossible to take your eyes away from his face.

"Why did you suddenly say this?"

Gretchen stood beside Michelle, looking at Zhou Sen who was standing on the set and communicating with Kenneth with some doubts.

The two of them were not talking about Zhou Sen just now, and now Michelle suddenly mentioned him, which made her a little surprised.

"He didn't look like he was anything special."

But it was just a communication, but in fact it seemed that Kenneth was talking to Zhou Sen unilaterally, and Zhou Sen could only nod and shake his head monotonously.

There was an insoluble feeling similar to loneliness in him.

"That's what makes him special."

Michelle turned on her mobile phone and showed Gretchen a photo.

The picture shows a man with a confident smile and a radiant glow. It seems that the whole world is focused on him, and the stars are shining brightly.Gretchen looked at the man in the photo in surprise, and the slumped guy in the distance, she couldn't believe that they were the same person.

"Of course, it's more than that."

Michelle plays Randy, Lee Chandler's ex-wife.

"He is not the kind of person who can only show his state when he is in front of the camera."

Michelle looked at Zhou Sen's figure intently, she could only see his side face from a distance, her eyes were a little blurred, and a special emotion was brewing.

"He's a guy who lives for movies."

Michelle muttered softly.

She seemed to be reminiscing about something. In her mind, two figures gradually overlapped with the figure of the man. There was no difference, but they were very different.

"Look at his appearance, how much does he look like a Chinese?"

"You tell me it's a guy who's lived in a basement in Boston for 20 years and I believe it."

Michelle's words made people feel that she seemed to know this man very well.

"Are you his fan?"

Gretchen looked at Michelle next to her in surprise, but she had never heard any gossip about the Golden Globe actress next to her about Asian idols.

"No."

Michelle said lightly.

"Then you know him so well?"

Gretchen crossed her arms and looked at Michelle with interest. She wanted to dig some gossip from Michelle.

Old cows eat young grass?
I don't know, but it should be interesting anyway.

Michelle just raised her eyes lightly, glanced at Gretchen who was taller than her, turned around and walked away, leaving only one sentence.

"I see Jerry and Heath in him."

Gretchen was stunned for a moment, her lips were sticky, she didn't know what to say.

She just stayed where she was, watching Michelle's retreating figure.

She knew who Jerry and Heath Michelle was talking about.

Jerry Johnson, Golden Globe Award winner, Oscar winner, famous for "The Sinner", Michelle's ex-boyfriend.

Heath Ledger, Oscar winner, Oscar Best Supporting Actor, famous for "Brokeback Mountain", "The Dark Knight", Michelle's ex-boyfriend.

Two of the most representative experience-oriented actors in Hollywood.

The two of them also have the same characteristics, they died young, and both were judged to be suicides.

One put the muzzle of the gun in his mouth, and the other took six different sedatives and painkillers.

Gretchen didn't know what Michelle meant by seeing Jerry and Heath in Zhou Sen.

Maybe it means that Zhou Sen is also an experiential actor who is about to go crazy, or maybe it means that he has the same temperament as the two of them?

But based on her understanding of Michelle, it should not be the latter.

That.
Grechen looked back at Zhou Sen who was expressionless on the set and nodded slightly after listening to the director's words. She suddenly sighed deeply.

Although, such a person can stand at the pinnacle of human performance by conquering the world and conquering mankind.

However, often, their other selves will fall from the peak of life and enter the trough of life.

Although she is looking forward to seeing another king among her co-actors standing on that peak, she doesn't know how to face the life that may enter the countdown to extinction.

I wish him good luck.

Three identical men.

They were not ignorant of the end and dangers of the road they had chosen.

But they are willing to risk everything and play a soul game with God.

This is just a matter of everyone choosing a different path, but the loss of life will make the world feel sorry for it.

She stood where she was, watching Zhou Sen's performance.

As always, Zhou Sen chose to officially start his filming with a one-man show.

Perhaps it is this state of loneliness that sets the tone for his performance throughout the film.

Zhou Sen stood in the camera.

He appeared in the camera without any sense of deliberateness, but drew all the camera's attention to him.

The filming of this section was actually very simple in the script, with only one line.

But it is a shot that is listed separately.

Zhou Sen needs to walk on the snowy path, there is no one else on the road, only himself.

The background is that after the death of his brother, Zhou Sen needed to use his own performance to show his mood and state through this shot.

The machines are in place and the staff are in place.

Zhou Sen was already standing on this deserted path.

Everything seems to be the same as filming in China. The biggest difference may be that the staff members have changed from yellow skin and black hair to black and white.

Zhou Sen shrank his neck.

I don’t know if it’s because of the cold weather here, or because I feel lonely in a foreign country.

He didn't speak, just adjusted the position of his hood to make himself look more like a hedgehog huddled in the hood.

After doing this, Zhou Sen put his hands in his pockets.

There seems to be no expression on his face, but from his calm face and the slightly straight corners of his mouth, he can see his kind of loneliness that goes deep into the marrow.

The evening light was a little vague and not very bright.

It shone slightly on Zhou Sen's face.

He put his hands in his pockets, his face was expressionless, indifferent, calm, and emotionless.

He was walking on the road, normal.

But what is perfectly normal is abnormal.

A faint light from a street lamp flashed by, Zhou Sen stretched his neck suddenly, took a breath, and watched the hot air dissipate into white in the air.

His eyes were fixed on the light.

The light flickered in the corner of his eyes, and the light was trembling, and the camera made it possible to vaguely see that Zhou Sen seemed to be weeping in his eyes.

However, it was only a short moment.

When his steps step out of this fleeting light.

Zhou Sen returned to the boundless darkness again, and his expression returned to the original in an instant.

It seems that he has never shed a tear, he only has that indifferent, silent face, and that emotion that is like the deep sea.

(End of this chapter)