The wind lives in this life policy

In fact, the audition for the role of Han Yun has been going on for a long time.At the beginning, several investors recommended people, so when conditions allowed, he asked Wen Chengjun to find the works of these actors on the Internet, and then observed carefully, and then selected a few for them to audition... But half of them thought it was too far away and found it troublesome and didn't come, while for the remaining half, almost no one could play Wen Yan's heart, or let him feel that he could play Han Yun.

This situation has continued until the list of actors recommended by YLF has changed, but there is only one name on the recommendation, Feng Ce.

Feng policy?

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Wen Yan stayed in the nursing home for too long, thinking about the script all day long. He has limited time and would not waste his life watching gossip news in entertainment magazines, so he asked his daughter.

The daughter smiled and told Wen Yan that Feng Ce is a very popular star right now, he is very young and has only debuted for a year, and by the way, he found some information from the Internet to show him.

Exactly the same as Fang Jinran before, Feng Ce was able to get Wen Yan to look at him differently, also because of that Weibo post and that beautiful thin golden body.

And coincidentally, Wen Yan also practiced calligraphy since he was a child, but he learned Zanhua Xiaokai. Although there is no comparison between the fonts, Wen Yan's decades of skills are still when he sees Feng Ce's quatrains, he is willing to bow down.

He began to have a little curiosity about Feng Ce.

Wen Chengjun immediately downloaded "Three Thousand Crows" and "Kong Ming Lu" for Wen Yan to read, but since it was a costume drama with supporting roles, Wen Yan couldn't see why, he couldn't be sure about the style. Whether Ce is suitable for acting in modern dramas.

"Are there no pictures of him in modern clothes?"

Wen Chengjun thought about it, and went to the Fengce post bar to find two videos. What is speechless is that this star is named Fengce, and there are only two videos in total.

When Wen Yan saw Feng Ce's appearance and demeanor at the National TV Drama Ceremony, and then saw Feng Ce's selfie video used to thank fans at the Thousand Years Awards, Wen Yan was unsurprisingly caught by Feng Ce's sentence "Looking up at the mountain, the scenery Moved by "going and going".

It's hard to imagine that a young man in his early twenties, and a star at that, would have such a state of mind. Wen Yan couldn't help but doubt his authenticity, but when he thought of Fang Jinran's countermeasures After praising him, Wen Yan knew that the person who could make Fang Jinran appreciate him so much must have a solid reason.

"Qingqi, calligraphy and painting..." Wen Yan murmured.

Originally, Wen Yan with a thin gold body in his hand already thought it was a coincidence, but he didn't want to think it would be even more coincidental. In "Falling Leaves Return to Root", Han Yun studied painting as a young man, and his first-hand Chinese painting can be said to be outstanding, and this young actor...

"Tell me, can I expect something from this young man named Feng Ce?" Wen Yan asked his daughter.

Wen Chengjun only said, "I've been waiting for so long, even if I'm disappointed, it's just a matter of waiting a little longer."

There was regret in Wen Yan's eyes, "But I don't have much time."

"Shoude Yunkai sees the moonlight..." Wen Chengjun knelt down to comfort his father, "I believe that father can always wait for Han Yun."

I can always wait until Han Yun's.

But right now, the person whom he had given him a little bit of expectation was kneeling not far away. Wen Yan watched indifferently, waiting quietly for the next move of the actor named Feng Ce.

But Feng Ce didn't do anything, he just knelt on the spot, silent, he suddenly recalled a conversation when he was ten years old.

At that time, the martial arts world was in turmoil, and Qingfenglou was forced to collapse. When his elder brother Feng Xi and his uncle Yi Qingwen died at the same time, it was Shi Wenran who held the situation together and saved the Tang Sect by relying on countless tricks. Protected all the people in Qingfenglou.

So many years ago, the back view of Shi Wenran looking at the clear lake by himself was deeply etched into Feng Ce's mind, making him yearn for it infinitely, but at the same time feel infinitely sad.

He had asked this tough man many times, "Wenran..." He and Shi Wenran were 12 years apart, but Shi Wenran always insisted that he call himself Wenran instead of adding a cumbersome honorific.

"Are you tired?"

How many times, he saw Shi Wenran looking at his master's cold-sold sword, weeping silently.

Shi Wenran was silent for a long time, then nodded, "Tired."

"Then why are you waiting, don't you believe me?"

"Believe."

"But you still insist that Master Uncle and Lou Wanfeng are not dead."

"Yes."

"why?"

Shi Wenran smiled, and in Feng Ce's eyes, he thought it would be better not to smile.

"If I don't insist, they will really die..."

In the extremely clear and clean lake, Shi Wenran finally sank the Cold Selling Sword slowly, Feng Ce will always remember that when the Cold Selling Sword sank to the point where it could no longer be seen, Shi Wenran's tears fell on the lake at the same time, Ripples of mourning circle after circle.

"And when they die, I will die too... But Feng Ce, I still have a wish unfulfilled. I haven't avenged their revenge. When I finish my revenge and fulfill my wish, it's not too late to die."

Shi Wenran turned around slowly in the boundless and endless water, and promised word by word, "So, let me continue for a while... I promise, it won't be too long..."

For a moment, Feng Ce felt the pain was unspeakable, but he couldn't refuse no matter what.

It won't be too long.

Feng Ce missed it deeply, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh.

Wen Ran, tell me, what should I do...

If it were you, unable to see clearly, unable to lift your hands... what would you do?

If it were you, how would you persevere until the end.

Finally, deep in his heart, that silent and strong back turned towards Feng Ce just like turning around in the water.

Feng Ce suddenly settled down.

He took a deep breath, stood up with the chair supported by his left hand, then touched the back of the chair, turned it around, and then stepped back two steps to return to the previous position. Then, he used the stool in his hand as a wayfinding tool. Tool, push it forward slowly.

And every time you push, Feng Ce will make a mark in his heart, one step to the left, and then two steps to the right. Whenever he hits something, Feng Ce will firmly remember the position. After being injured, when Feng Ce continued to move forward three steps, the vase that Ye Xiaofeng had placed on the ground was pushed by the stool, and the water in the vase flowed all over the floor.

Feng Ce grinned at the corner of his mouth, and saw him let go of the stool with one hand, and then tried to walk alone by relying on his memory without the help of any auxiliary tools.

Wen Yan's eyes lit up.

Ye Xiaofeng held his breath. He saw Feng Ce move around the room step by step after throwing away the stool. He bypassed all the places touched by the chair before. He went back and forth more than ten times. The last time, Feng Ce Ce even put one hand behind his back and passed Ye Xiaofeng straight away. From the door to the bedside, it took twenty steps, avoiding tables, stools, vases, bed corners, cabinets, and desks, and came to the bedside. sit down.

The moment he sat down, Feng Ce finally opened his eyes, and everyone heard him let out a long sigh in relief.

It feels good to see the light again...

Feng Ce couldn't help sighing, it's really great to be able to see the light in this room when the sight is no longer trapped in the darkness.