fierce god

"The Desperado" tells the story of a man named Jiang She who inadvertently ruined his bright future because of a hit-and-run car accident when he was a teenager, and has since fallen into depravity.Typical fringe themes, the script looks very heavy, but if it is filmed by He Dingchuan, the effect must be more than that. What he is best at is turning boring and educational things into wonderful and unexpected.

The weather in mid-June is already hot, but the temperature will drop a lot at night. Li Yinglan lay on the balcony and looked at the dark bushes downstairs in the community, and the moths flying around the street lamps. The hair is blown to pieces.

The door behind him was gently pushed open, and one person walked aside in silence, until Li Yinglan turned around after a while, and saw Gao Kun standing there holding a bowl.

"Let's eat watermelon..." Gao Kun said.

The watermelon flesh in the bowl is piled up high, and the sweetest part is dug out. The bright red flesh makes people want to drool.

Li Yinglan stretched out her hand to grab it, but was avoided by Gao Kun, took out two toothpicks and stuck one into the opponent's hand.

After one sip, the juice flowed sideways, and the sweet Li Yinglan squinted her eyes.

Gao Kun said: "Go to bed early after eating." After working for so long, I finally came back, so of course I should have a good rest.

Li Yinglan rolled up the script in her hand, ignoring the fact that her fingers were still stained with watermelon juice, and just tapped the balcony lightly with it, saying, "I haven't thought about this shit yet..."

Before listening to Gao Kun's answer, Li Yinglan couldn't help asking him: "What do you think of me?"

Li Yinglan has always had her own ideas, and his decisions often prove to be the best choice. Gao Kun never expected that the other party would ask him.

"I'm into acting..."

"I want to ask those who know how to play, why don't they go directly to Director Na He?" Li Yinglan interrupted, "Why do you want to find you?"

Gao Kun paused, thought for a while and said, "If you like it, then..."

"How do you know that I like it?" Li Yinglan frowned and continued to fight, "Do you know how chaotic and complicated the entertainment industry is?" No matter whether there is Zhuo Yao or whether there are other people behind Li Yinglan's backing, in fact, his personality is different. Not suitable for this circle.

Gao Kun understood: "But you like acting." It's not that you like those who worship those colorful illusions, Li Yinglan only likes acting.

Li Yinglan, who was seen through, did not deny it, she just asked: "Do you know why? Because I found out that when I played someone else, I could forget myself..."

In the beginning, I just entered the showbiz just because I wanted to find that talent, and then I gradually felt that when I was acting, I could temporarily let go of the emotion of self-loathing, and become another person in a fair and honest manner. Psychopaths and lunatics.

Li Yinglan can't live without Gao Kun, so when Gao Kun is not around, he is afraid to continue to be "Li Yinglan"... So even if he just forgets a little bit, he can take a breath and find the motivation to keep going.

Noticing that Gao Kun's face was slightly frozen, Li Yinglan inserted a piece of watermelon and handed it to his mouth. Watching Gao Kun swallow it, she said, "But I don't need it now."

There is no need to express love, and there is no need to escape. On the contrary, he is very glad that he is still himself.

Gao Kun still had the sweetness of watermelon on the tip of his tongue. It was obviously sweet, but for some reason, he found it bitter.

"But you are still reluctant." Things that can take a person away from pain, even if they are happy now, they will still be full of nostalgia and affection for it.

"You know again..." Li Yinglan was unconvinced, "It's just a habit, the reason why I keep it is because my cousin has helped me so much, it is impossible for me to withdraw like that and let him and the company follow loss."

Gao Kun didn't speak, but reached out to take the script that Li Yinglan was holding, flattened it, and pressed the zigzag shape.

Although He Dingchuan had already hidden it as a dried vegetable when he brought it back, but now it has deepened and evolved, and it can almost be compared with a dishcloth.I saw that the four corners of the not-thin and not-thick book were curled, the binding was cracked, the paper was undulating, and the cover was full of strange traces of red, yellow, blue and green. I don’t know whether it was oil stains or vegetable juices. It doesn't match, but if he really hates this thing, he can leave it aside and not touch it, but since he came back, this book has never left Li Yinglan's body, he takes it with him when he eats, sleeps, and takes it into the bathroom when he takes a shower , the complex emotions in it are simply indescribable.

Li Yinglan watched Gao Kun's movements, a flash of shame and anger flashed across his face, but he quickly hid it.

"Okay, since you support me in this role, do you know that Jiang She not only eats both men and women, but also has a lot of bad habits..." Li Yinglan touched her pocket as she spoke, and then took out a pack of cigarettes from it. He took a root and put it in his mouth.

It's just that before he could speak, Yan was taken away by Gao Kunshun, the speed was almost enough to keep Yan on Li Yinglan's mouth for no more than two seconds.

Gao Kun's eyes were deep, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his expression was rarely sharp.

Li Yinglan looked at him and smiled: "This is just a small case, okay? I can't stand this and still act?"

Gao Kun looked at Li Yinglan's expression, the smile was full of narrowness as always, but it didn't enter the eyes.

Gao Kun sighed, put the watermelon on the edge of the balcony, stretched out his hand and pulled Li Yinglan in front of him, and said, "Don't think about it, it's not me..."

If Li Yinglan could barely cope with the previous discussions, at least his face remained unchanged, but this sentence made him unable to maintain his leisurely, and the corners of his mouth froze.

"Let me think about what you call it." Li Yinglan squeezed out a sneer, and said mercilessly, "Are you being self-indulgent or smart? Or are you calling me paranoid? Why do I think he is you? This Jiang She has something to do with you." How similar, have you ever taken drugs? Have you ever sold yourself? Have you ever been hunted down? Have you ever helped an old lady cross the road..."

The more Li Yinglan spoke, the more excited she became, until Gao Kun hugged her into her arms and patted her back to comfort her over and over again.

"Yinglan... Yinglan..."

Li Yinglan panted slightly, and only then did she realize that her emotions were beyond the horizontal line. His strength softened, and he leaned against Gao Kun's chest.

The young man named Jiang She is indeed not Gao Kun, he is rebellious, cynical, self-willed and depraved, and has long been sunk in various desires of the society, but they also have similarities, the same young age suffered great changes, great future ruined, Floating in the dark and innocent quagmire just wanting to live a good life, as long as Li Yinglan tries, he must experience the restraint, forbearance, repression and concealment, and the only person he can think of and empathize with is this person beside him ...

And Gao Kun said in his ear at this moment: "Don't want to, don't want to, don't answer if you don't like it..."

Li Yinglan just buried herself in Gao Kun's arms without saying a word for a long time, but her emotions stabilized. When Gao Kun thought that the other party had made a decision, Li Yinglan suddenly said: "You are right."

If Jiang She is not like Gao Kun, Li Yinglan has nothing to worry about, and if Jiang She is like Gao Kun, then he can play it by himself. When getting closer to this role, will he be closer to that person's heart?

Thinking of this, Li Yinglan suddenly felt relieved, for this reason, he was willing to generously admit that Gao Kun's words just now were correct.

"You're right," Li Yinglan said again, "I quite like acting. Thinking about it carefully, I really can't bear it, so let it be."

Gao Kun was pushed away by him. Seeing that Li Yinglan regained her spirits, she picked up the spoon and ate the watermelon slowly, as if all the entanglements just now disappeared.

"Oh, that's right," Li Yinglan remembered again, and wanted to get back the cigarette in Gao Kun's hand, "But this is really a practice, don't worry, just try it in the play."

Gao Kun dodged reflexively, and said: "You can't bear the smell."

Li Yinglan frowned: "How do you know? I haven't tasted it myself." Young master Lan doesn't smoke, and he rarely socializes. Naturally, the people around him don't dare to act presumptuously, so even second-hand smoke is rarely smelled.

Seeing Gao Kun hesitated for a moment, he suddenly put a cigarette in his mouth, then took out the lighter from the cigarette case, and lit it with a "snap".

He pinched the filter and took a sip, the cigarette butt glowed red, and then wisps of smoke spilled out of the corner of Gao Kun's mouth. At that moment, he looked up at Li Yinglan, met the other's dazed eyes, then leaned over, bowed his head and kissed Gao Kun. Lived with Li Yinglan.

The pungentness of the tip of Gao Kun's tongue made Li Yinglan shrink back involuntarily, but a hand supported the back of his head at this moment, not giving him a chance to escape, and then swept through his mouth with an undeniable momentum to completely swallow the taste After sharing it with the other party, Li Yinglan could still taste the taste of watermelon in Li Yinglan's mouth, but the freshness and sweetness were soon infused by Gao Kun, the ash spread over the red, intertwined, covered, and completely annihilated.

When the two separated, Li Yinglan still had a thread of silver hanging around her mouth, and when the air was inhaled into her nasal cavity, he couldn't help coughing loudly.

"Cough...cough..."

Seeing Li Yinglan's eyes were red from coughing, Gao Kun anxiously patted him on the back: "I'm sorry..." He just wanted to tell him that the smell of cigarettes was bad.

Li Yinglan glared at her bitterly, pretending to be a good person.

"When did you learn to smoke?" That gesture was like filming a movie, so proficient that it shocked me.

Gao Kun lowered his head and said, "You will be able to do it in the youth education center..." He still remembers the first time his roommate at the time gave it secretly, and he didn't know how to bring it in. A group hid in the corner of the room and secretly swallowed clouds.Afterwards, they were in the third jail, just like Yao Zhenggui said, everyone got into the same boat, and those who are upright don't try to pretend to be noble, but it makes others look like they are low-spirited.

Gao Kun immediately explained: "I quit when I was about to come out." Along with other habits that couldn't get on the stage, they all stayed there.

Li Yinglan was relieved and didn't continue to express any opinions on this. Gao Kun, who had always been self-disciplined, could be so indulgent. It can be seen that he must have also endured boundless pressure at that time.

Li Yinglan took Gao Kun's cigarette and extinguished it on the balcony, then threw it into the trash can.

"Actually, hooligans must have many other ways to pretend to be coquettish besides smoking. I think I should be groping."

……

Now that she had made her decision, Li Yinglan called Pan Mingju the next day.

Pan Mingju was not surprised that Li Yinglan played He Dingchuan, he should have received the news long ago, but was rather surprised that He Dingchuan was the person he went to the set to find.

"This old bastard is quite a thief. He must have been tempted after peeking at your acting. Since you want to pick it up, it's best..." Pan Mingju comforted him, and then said, "Wait a minute, your cousin tell you."

Then the phone was transferred, and Zhuo Yao's deep voice rang from the other end.

"Yinglan, have you made up your mind?"

Li Yinglan said "hmm".

"Have you read the script too?"

Li Yinglan knew what his cousin was worried about: "I think I can do it."

Zhuo Yao was silent, and said for a while: "That's fine, you can decide for yourself. The production team of this film is good, but if you have any difficulties in the middle, you can tell me."

Zhuo Yao's tone was flat, but Li Yinglan could hear his concern, Li Yinglan's heart warmed up, and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down whatever you expected."

This was the first time he made a promise to Zhuo Yao in such a straightforward tone, Zhuo Yao on the other end paused, and also responded restrainedly.

But when Li Yinglan was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly said: "Yinglan, there is one more thing..." Maybe Li Yinglan hadn't heard of it yet, but Zhuo Yao felt that he should tell him.