I raised the whole heaven

He stood in the dark porch, standing in the Japanese style and outdoor.The cherry blossoms were just blooming, and he could smell the fragrance of the flowers after being wet by the rain, and they were crushed into the air by unknown hands.In a trance, he suddenly recalled the previous scene, when that person also lowered his head in the light rain and asked him: "A nation or a group of people, which one do you choose?"

He chose the former without hesitation.

There are no eggs under the overturned nest, and under all the righteousness premised on the nation, anyone's kindness and soft-heartedness are absurdly like a joke that cannot be mentioned.So young and full of unrelenting patriotic enthusiasm, he stood decisively on the side of the righteousness he firmly believed in - what is a single life worth!What he wants to fight for are countless Chinese people who are still struggling in dire straits!He can't even count how many compatriots are being slaughtered wantonly right now, how much blood is still spilled on this land, how many more pairs of these jagged bones...

He thought he was firm enough.But now after going around and around, this question is still bloody in front of my eyes.There is no evasion, no escape.

A nation or a group of people, which one do you choose?

His fingernails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and the blood dripped down the ground along his white fingers. Finally, he replied with a trembling voice: "I choose the former."

This is belief.

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The filming of the crew of "They" went very smoothly.The hero Fan Zhong is played by an old actor who has struggled on the silver screen for more than ten years. He has a loyal and honest face, and he is also kind and amiable to people on weekdays, but once he enters the plot, the hatred in his eyes is as strong as The old wine that has been fermented for many years looks like a lone wolf.It was filled with hatred that had been engraved into the depths of the bone and blood with a knife, which made people feel frightened at a glance.

Apart from him, most of the other actors in the crew are also very gregarious, and their understanding of the roles is far beyond that of the previous members of the crew of "The Wind House".This is also related to the difference between movies and TV series.TV dramas can spend dozens of hours talking about love, hatred, and hatred clearly, but it only takes two and a half hours to put it on the movie; The main theme of the short story of the parents and the friendship between the children and the young children is often more vivid and profound.

This also puts forward higher requirements on the state of the actors themselves. Chu Ci had fewer roles in the beginning, so he simply stayed on the sidelines while other actors were filming, and carefully studied some of the subtle ways of expression.The more immersed he is, the more fascinated he is. This way of experiencing another person's completely different life through acting seems to be full of abundant magic power, which makes him involuntarily devote himself to it.

He started in the morning and stayed on the set until late at night. If Tang Yuan hadn't reminded him, he would have almost forgotten to eat three meals, and he lost weight quickly when he saw people.

Tang Yuan was extremely worried about Chu Ci's state, and a lot of hair started to fall down again. At first, he could bear it, but after more than ten days, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he just called for help.

When the call came, Chu Ci was still squatting in the corner, looking at the person in the middle of the studio without blinking: "Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was so cold that it almost turned into ice: "Brother."

With just this one word, he stopped talking, and could only hear the sound of snorting slightly hitting the microphone.This was obviously very different from his usual state of being cute and coquettish when he was on the phone. Chu Ci's heart suddenly trembled, and he had a bad premonition.

"Brother is at the shooting site." He lowered his voice and coaxed quietly, "Why are you angry? It will hurt your health if you get angry, can you tell me?"

Qin Lu was silent at that end for a while, and finally said a word forcefully.

"If I don't eat a meal, I won't eat a meal either. I will do what I say."

Chu Ci: ...

He had to admit that the child's hand just hit his weakness - as a good brother of 24 filial piety, it's nothing if he doesn't eat it himself; but if Qin Lu doesn't eat it...

That would definitely not work, even thinking about it made him feel distressed.

It's just that this kid really has the courage, and now he dares to threaten him with himself!Chu Ci was so angry that he wanted to reprimand him subconsciously, but the words came to his mouth, and he couldn't make up his mind to say a cruel word to the other party, so he softened his tone and persuaded softly: "I will definitely It's delicious, and you also pay attention to your health? Your body is not good, how can you resist eating irregularly?"

The child immediately made an inch of it: "That brother has to guarantee it too!"

In front of him, Chu Ci really had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "I promise, I promise. Why don't you write a letter of guarantee later and send it to you?"

Tang Yuan, who was eavesdropping, almost had goosebumps all over his body. Seeing Chu Ci's sweet and greasy engagement with the other party, the expression on his face was so complicated that it was hard to describe, and he wanted to cover his eyes with his hands.Yang Liu, who played the role of the courtesan in the play, also noticed it, leaned over with a smile, and asked, "Who is Xiao Ci chatting with? Such a gentle smile? Girlfriend?"

Tang Yuan's body froze suddenly, and he hurriedly turned around and smiled, "What did Sister Yang say, Chu Ci is just calling his brother. The kid is a bit annoying, and I haven't seen him for many days, so I still need him." coax......"

Originally, Yang Liu was just asking casually, but when he heard Tang Yuan's answer, he sat back to his original position.It's just that the tone of the mouth is still a bit regretful: "Oh, I thought there was some gossip to listen to, but this is boring."

What she loves to hear most in the circle are all kinds of gossip and anecdotes.Fortunately, she is very strict with her mouth, even if she gets shocking news, she will just hide alone and enjoy it alone, never revealing it to the paparazzi, but when Tang Yuan met her pair of red phoenix eyes full of curiosity, Still can't help but feel uneasy.

Especially when he still pretended to be such a big secret.

He was a little thankful that Qin Lu had the identity of a younger brother as a cover. If someone really found out some clues, he could use them as an excuse; otherwise, this might not be something that Chu Ci's ruin could solve.

Yang Liu plays the role of a courtesan who is full of amorous feelings in every frown and smile.She drew slightly eyeliner, and casually smoked out curls of smoke from a cigarette in her mouth. The colorful cheongsam perfectly outlined her bumpy figure, and she really deserved the word "beauty".

When the protagonist led his brother carefully hiding in the streets, she sat in the carriage and slowly raised the curtain with a slender hand.The bright red Kodan on his hand made Fan Zhong suddenly feel that it was stained with the blood of a girl he never married into the family; sitting beside her was a big traitor known as a traitor.And her head was leaning on the traitor, clinging softly and coquettishly like a water snake, begging him to buy something with her.

What intersection will there be?Obviously two completely different paths.

But in the wave of eyes that he inadvertently glanced over, he saw something else in the eyes of this woman who should have been vain and heartless——

It was a touch of sadness that was not hidden in time.

Fan Zhong couldn't understand it at that time, and he never understood it after that.The world in his eyes is only black and white, except for his comrades who fought side by side, there are only those beasts that can't even be called human beings, so he just unconsciously touched the red embroidered shoe he carried with him. After touching it, I didn't think about it any more.

But where he can't see, besides pure black and white, there are more gray areas - countless people are struggling for the same belief in this section, and they are driven by black and white. Those who are also disgusted and cast aside, they can't see the light, and their hearts don't allow them to dissolve in the darkness.

They are the group of people who carry the most things in this era.They forced a smile on their faces, and regarded themselves as actors with colorful makeup on the stage all their lives, and put their lives to perform this bloody scene.

they.

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Filming such a plot is actually a huge torture for everyone's soul.Disaster, fear, belief... These emotions, which are difficult to describe in a few words, are all thrown down like a big wave at this moment.At the beginning when the girl died, even Yang Liu, who was usually the most open-minded, had to find a place and cried a lot; after crying, she wiped away her tears, put on her makeup again, and left on set.

Bian Ming has very strict requirements for every shot. If there is a slight deviation in the actor's position or emotion, he will stop and start over without hesitation.It is also because of this reason that the progress of the crew is actually not fast. It took three consecutive months of filming before the most important episode was filmed.

Fan Zhong has been tortured for 58 days.

His hands and feet were firmly chained to the wall, and the skin and flesh of his legs were even dug out, exposing a large piece of jagged white bones; the fire beside him was burning fiercely, and there was a stench of rotting flesh and blood mixed together , It makes people want to vomit just by getting close.

His consciousness was close to a coma, and he didn't even have the strength to breathe, only a slight heaving of his chest remained.But even so, when he heard the sound of Tu Tu Du's footsteps knocking on the ground, he managed to open his eyes.

What came into view was a pair of military boots that were spotlessly clean, and further up, there were white gloves and the beautiful and unbelievable profile of the visitor.Standing in front of Fan Zhong, he silently adjusted the edges of his gloves, like an executioner wiping a knife.

"You..." Fan Zhong gritted his teeth, and the hatred in his eyes rekindled, "You son-of-a-bitch!"

He almost poured all the dirty and cursing words he could think of on the person in front of him, but the lunatic still didn't move at all, and even leisurely picked up the soldering iron on one side and put it on the burning iron again. In the red brazier.

Fan Zhong suddenly remembered that the soldier who tormented him had said that this person did not understand Chinese.No matter what language he uses to stimulate, the lunatic will not have the slightest reaction.

To him, what is the difference between his own voice and the wailing of livestock about to go to the slaughterhouse?

But even so, the anger in his chest still made him want to yell - he looked at the man in front of him, and finally couldn't help it anymore, and shook the shackles on his wrist with the last bit of strength Hurrah.

"Look at me if you have the ability!" He raised his head and laughed, the madness in his tone could no longer be concealed, "Look at me if you have the ability to look at me with your eyes? Always keep your eyes down Head, don't you dare to look at me!"

The person in front of him suddenly trembled, then slowly raised his eyes and looked at him.

This was the first time Fan Zhong saw his face.

The young man in front of him was fair and handsome, his face was so good-looking that he couldn't help but lose his mind, even the most handsome girl in the village couldn't compare to this person; but what he saw at a glance were those eyes.

Those were the most unforgettable pair of eyes he had ever seen in his life.

After trembling all over, he suddenly realized something, and even his lips began to tremble: "You...you understand?"

The devil, reacting to what he said!

His heart suddenly rose, and he almost shouted: "You are Chinese!"

But this time, the lunatic didn't respond at all.He just pursed his lips tightly, then slowly evoked a frenzied smile, and mercilessly imprinted the burning and smoking iron on his chest.

He is a traitor.

This idea became clearer in his mind day by day, and in the gap between dizziness and waking up countless times, Fan Zhong pieced together and restored every minute and every second he had seen with this lunatic Shao Zuo, and finally wished he could rush forward and kill him. The opponent was torn into broken flesh and blood.

He is a traitor!

He is obviously a Chinese, but he wants to turn it around and use such cruel methods to torture his compatriots!

This kind of hatred was more violent than that towards the beasts, Fan Zhong even made up his mind to torture them.How to torture?He is just a prisoner, and there is no other way. He doesn't know how much humanity or conscience the other party has left, so he simply tells the story of him and his girl every time the lunatic comes.

The girl who saved up the red cloth for the New Year to make a wedding dress, the girl who said she would marry him with that pair of delicate embroidered shoes, the girl whose eyes flickered when she smiled, and whose eyelashes were thick and slender...

He spoke little by little, and the madman listened in silence.But despite this, the cruel torture never stopped.Fan Zhong was in a coma longer and longer, endured the severe pain, and finally told the other party the last story.

The last thing I saw was the girl who had her abdomen cut open after being bullied.She was still holding on to the pair of embroidered shoes tightly in her hands, and her flickering eyes never closed again.With great force in his hands, he tried desperately to close her eyes—but he couldn't.The hand he once conquered the oxen was not good either.They are still stubbornly wide open, staring blankly at the sky.

He finished the last paragraph, and then he finally saw the madman's reaction.He still bowed his head deeply, but on the collar of his military uniform, there were clearly a few dark marks, as if he had been soaked by some liquid, leaving a mark left behind.

Ah, Fan Zhong thought sarcastically, look, this devil still has a heart.

What a ridiculous thing this is.

When the director called out cut, Chu Ci still lowered his head and did not move.His reaction was so wrong that Tang Yuan trotted up to see him. When he saw him, he was startled by the pain that penetrated the bone marrow on the other's face, and his voice couldn't help trembling: "My ancestor, you Are you okay?"

Chu Ci's eyes didn't have any landing point, and they were floating in the air.He scratched the air with his hands convulsively, but did not respond to Tang Yuan's words.

Several old actors came up to take a look, and immediately understood: "This is too deep into the drama. You can take him to change his clothes first, and then go shopping elsewhere."

Before he could respond in time, Chu Ci went to the bathroom without saying a word, and then repeatedly and endlessly washed his white and slender hands, and even rubbed them with great strength. Both hands are rubbed red.Tang Yuan came in after him, and rushed forward to grab him in fear: "That's your own hand! You can't do it like this!"

"Let him cry."

Suddenly another person spoke behind him, Tang Yuan turned his head in surprise, and saw Bian Ming who followed him all the way out.This great director, who is usually calm, now has a much gentler expression on his face. He walked up slowly and patted Chu Ci on the shoulder.

"Cry out, he is not qualified, you can cry heartily instead of him."

Chu Ci froze for a moment, and then slowly raised his eyes to look at him——when he saw those tolerant eyes that understood everything, his previously surging emotions suddenly couldn't be controlled anymore, he supported the sink, Tears were pouring down, and the whole body was shaking from crying.

Why?Why is it like this?

Why was he the one who picked up the knife?

Tang Yuan hugged him distressedly, patted his back lightly, and persuaded him in a low voice.Fortunately, this tactic had some effect after all. After venting out completely, Chu Ci's emotions calmed down a lot. His eyes were red and swollen, but he still twitched and thanked Bian Ming.

"You don't have to thank me." Bian Ming looked at him thoughtfully, and then smiled, "You know, your aura in acting is far beyond my imagination."

"Just one thing, you have to remember—acting is just acting after all, what you have to stick to is still the original you. The emotions of the characters in the play can never manipulate you in turn, but you have to control them, understand? "

Chu Ci nodded with red eyes.

Bian Ming gave a few more instructions, and then left; while Tang Yuan coaxed his artist, he hurriedly fetched a towel soaked in hot water and applied it to his face.I was busy when I suddenly heard the phone ringing in my pocket.

When I opened it, it really came from my boss again.

He handed it to Chu Ci with his familiarity. After Chu Ci got connected, he still had some uncontrollable nasal voice, and said pitifully, "Hello."

To be honest, even Tang Yuan, who was with him day and night, was taken aback by this small voice with a weeping voice.

Qin Lu on the other end of the phone trembled violently, and immediately became distracted, worried: "Brother? What's wrong with you?"

Hearing the voice of a familiar and dependent person, Chu Ci's tears began to roll uncontrollably in his eyes again, but he still had to force his mouth: "No...it's nothing."

"Are you crying?" Hearing his trembling voice, Qin Lu's voice suddenly raised a pitch.

Tang Yuan: ...

For some reason, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

After a while, this bad premonition became a reality.While his boss comforted Chu Ci's hurt heart with soft words on the phone, on the other hand he viciously picked up his phone and sent him a text message, only three words in a few words.

【You wait. 】

Tang Yuan simply wanted to find a three-foot white drill to hang on the beam.

This matter has nothing to do with him, and Chu Ci was not bullied and cried by him, so why did he suddenly take the responsibility now?

But turning his head, he met Chu Ci's wet eyes at the moment.The corners of the eyes of the person on the opposite side were red, which was quite different from what he usually saw. In addition, he had a good skin, which made people's hearts soften a little. To be honest, he would throw all those who bullied him to reclamation The impulse has.

He coughed dryly, and silently turned the blame on his head.

Forget it, your own pot is your own pot.

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In order to appease Chu Ci's mood, this day did not continue filming the scenes in which Chu Ci participated.Several actors came up to express their concern, and Chu Ci thanked them one by one. Knowing that his current state was really not good, he simply followed Tang Yuan out of the set.

He also knew what was wrong with him.The emotion that the lunatic was struggling to suppress was so strong that almost the moment he entered the character, he replaced his consciousness that originally existed in his head; if he stayed in that scene, even he was not sure that he would do something.

The more you try to hide it, the crazier it will be when it explodes.

He sank into the soft quilt, looked at the gradually dark night outside the window, and sighed softly.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and the waiter's voice came in vaguely through a door: "Room service!"

Chu Ci was sure that he had just hung up the Do Not Disturb sign at the door of the room, so he simply raised his voice and replied, "No, thank you!"

Ding dong ding dong the doorbell did not stop.

Chu Ci rubbed his hair, after all, he felt that it was not polite to shut others out like this, so he ordered to get out of bed to open the door.The person standing at the door was wearing a light gray windbreaker, white shirt, and black trousers. He was originally dressed casually, but his hanger-like figure forcibly set off the high-definition aura displayed on the show.His eyebrows and eyes were clean and sharp, and when he looked over, his eyes were like shining obsidian, and he blinked slightly at him: "Sir, are you satisfied with the room service?"

Chu Ci's gaze slowly moved from his face all the way to the insulated lunch box in his hand, and then slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "Are all the waiters here so handsome?"

The author has something to say: Qin Lu: He cried, he actually cried... Tang Yuan, just wait for me! ! !

Tang Yuan: ...

Was he shot while lying down?