from the star

When the words "Director Ling Qingyuan, lead actor Fang Wenjun" appeared on the wide screen, Cheng Lubai burst into tears.While crying, she thumped her brother's shoulder and said, "It's this kind of movie again, I hate it the most... I'm not happy at all, it hurts me to death! To let that little brother Fang act in such a miserable scene, Ling Qingyuan It's a shame he's so ruthless!"

"If you want to be an actor, but there are scenes you don't want to take because of your preferences, then what should you do?" Ling Qingyuan asked her in a low voice: "Besides, how do you know whether Wen Jun is willing to act?"

A few seconds later, the theater lights came on.Most of the audience left silently, and a small part, probably like Cheng Lubai, was still immersed in the emotions created by the play, unable to extricate themselves.

Ling Qingyuan accompanied her sister to listen to the ending song.He said with some amusement: "From your reaction, I really should have 'confidence' in the films directed by 'him'."

"You're still laughing! I don't like it, I'm uncomfortable."

"Oh, you can't understand things that are too complicated. Isn't it because you see Fang Wenjun suffering in the play and feel sorry for him?"

"Of course I understand," Cheng Lu took off his red eyes with a white hand: "I understand that people in Huzhou Prefecture are afraid of hungry people robbing them of their rations and are hostile to them. Those wandering monks, let them take the blame. Yuan Wu was wronged for nothing."

"Yes, yes. And more."

"The government... I don't know. Anyway, the imperial envoys don't believe in any kind of enchantment, and the emperor doesn't believe in sorcery. But, the stability of the place is important, so let's top the vat, as long as it can block the people's mouth and stabilize the people's hearts. "

"Well, not bad. Who do you think is the best actor in the play? Well, I know it's Fang Wenjun without asking. Then let me ask you why he acted so well."

After a few chats, the ending song was almost over.There are only a few people left in the position.Cheng Lubai followed her brother to the exit. She knew that her brother was testing her performance. How could a person's performance show her skills? She lowered her head, pondering and thinking seriously.

Before the opening, there was a large crowd of spectators in the hall, but after the end, the crowd decreased a lot, especially the two brothers and sisters left when the cleaning came in.Ling Qingyuan felt that Tan Yue watched this movie for fun at most.The next step is to help Fang Wenjun get angry.Because the general public, if they don't watch the film, would never have thought that Fang Wenjun won the best newcomer award.

"...there are far fewer people, let's hurry up, take a photo secretly and leave." A frightened man said to the man next to him in a low voice while looking around.

"Wait... There is someone in front of the poster..." A man in ordinary casual clothes, wearing a baseball cap, and fashionable huge sunglasses covering half of his face responded.

"Please, ancestor. Let's not show off this time, okay? Don't make a big fuss...it's hard to get away..." The man who spoke first tried to persuade him, but the people next to him insisted on waiting.He couldn't resist that man, so the first man had to drag him through the gap between the roll-up banners to get behind the poster, and pretended to look at the figures and dolls in the exhibition window.

Ling Qingyuan stood beside the poster for a while, staring at the distant and lonely picture above, his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of fullness.Every film he directed, and all the films presented to the audience, are worthy of the creator's conscience and are worth it.

Cheng Lubai next to him was still thinking about his brother's question just now.Ling Qingyuan turned around and looked at her expression of being absorbed in thinking, and she actually felt a sense of relief that my family has a young girl who has grown up.Returning to this world, playing a new role, it is the Cheng family mother and daughter who make him feel alive.Just like in a play, there is feedback for every gesture, frown and smile. This makes the actors "talk" to each other and have a real sense of reality.

"Brother, I thought about what you asked just now." Cheng Lubai submitted the class assignment very seriously: "Where is Fang Wenjun acting well? As soon as he appeared on the stage, he let me bring in the role of Yuan Wu, and then I watched the whole play. It's like following his eyes, like living the life in his play."

"I don't quite understand it either. In short, I feel the same. Fang Wenjun and Yuan Wu are the same person, and I seem to be standing very close to him and watching his story."

"Brother, tell me how he did it. Not to mention vividly playing a character, it is still natural. Natural, it feels very real."

Ling Qingyuan smiled slightly and said, "Acting is just like cooking. The emphasis is on one degree. It's not just boiled, stir-fried, cooked, fried, how to cook the ingredients, but also the temperature of the heat, the degree of sweet, sour and salt. More However, less is less. Do you think those who cried and shouted on the screen really expressed 'sadness' to the fullest?"

Cheng Lubai asked: "Isn't it?"

"Yuan Wu fell into the snow at the end, can you see what kind of emotional state he is?" Ling Qingyuan inspired earnestly, he really regarded this sister as a young actor on the set, a girl who only knows how to "act" and doesn't know how to act. Young juniors who know "acting".

"Sad...sad..." Cheng Lubai recalled the broken and thin man in front of the camera, as if he was letting snowflakes knock down his life candle, and let the light in his eyes slowly go out: "It seems that there is more, Sadder than sadness, is it despair? It’s not like despair... He was despair when he was wronged in the dungeon, but he was free at that time. So, I’m a little happy. But he likes What, there is nothing left..."

Ling Qingyuan was still standing on the side teaching his younger sister, while the audience behind them walked away one after another.Ling Qingyuan touched the poster with emotion, and said to Cheng Lubai appreciatively: "Yes, you can see it. There are many kinds of sadness, and there are also many kinds of happiness. The actor's body, expression and various languages ​​have to choose the corresponding one. kind of expression."

"Wen Jun's 'sadness' at that time had its causes and consequences." Ling Qingyuan guided step by step: "You look at the previous and subsequent plots and his environment?"

Cheng Lubai understood a little bit, she pointed with her fingers: "He is very cold, he is very lonely. Released from prison, in a foreign land, I don't know where to go. The brother died unjustly. The family members died long ago. Time passed, The body is useless."

"Alone, just like this snowy land." Ling Qingyuan briefly concluded: "You said he was 'joyed' just now, and you were right. After all, he survived. He was released from prison alive, but there is no support for him to continue living. Hope. Perhaps there's a word that fits better than 'sorrow', he's 'wandering'."

"Brother, I know why Brother Fang is so good at acting!"

Ling Qingyuan made a silent gesture, indicating that she should keep the answer in her heart and not reveal it to the sun.Instead, he talked about an unrelated topic: "Lu Bai, have you ever seen colored prints?"

Seeing Cheng Lubai nodding and shaking his head again, Ling Qingyuan blinked his searching eyes, and continued happily: "To make this kind of engraving, you need to first engrave the wood, and then add color to the engraving. One color is printed once on the paper, several times. After repeated coloring, there will be a colorful and magnificent effect."

"The characters in the play are also dyed layer by layer in this way." Ling Qingyuan turned to Cheng Lubai and said, "If you were asked to play 'Waiting for Brother' here, how would you behave?"

Cheng Lubai quickly responded with movements.She didn't move at first, then looked around, then turned around, anxious like an ant on a hot pan.

Ling Qingyuan smiled: "Lu Bai, did you think about it before performing? How is your relationship with your brother? What did your brother do? How long have you been waiting for him?" He looked at Cheng Lubai's unconvinced little face and continued. : "You wait for half an hour, one hour, three hours, half a day, the performance is different."

Behind the row of roll-up posters, the two people in front of the window were still watching the exhibition pretending to be silent, but everyone had a surprised expression on their faces, and there were a few words: the masters are among the people.

The man who was used to busy talking exchanged glances with the black sunglasses next to him, but there was a failure in the conduction between the two, and they failed to achieve a successful connection.

After a while, the hiding was so aggrieved that the first man couldn't hold back and complained: "How long does that man need mushrooms? It takes a long time to talk about a play." The black sunglasses glared at him, This time the conduction was good, and he muttered a few words to silence himself.

The siblings talked for a while, and Cheng Lubai was crying and laughing all the time, and now he refused to go out to meet people, insisting on going to the bathroom to get dressed first.Ling Qing originally let her go, and he waited for her at the same place.

He was still staring at the poster in a daze, and only heard someone talking behind him.Ling Qingyuan reflexively looked around along the source of the pronunciation, and saw a man with a baseball cap pressed down and wearing large black sunglasses appearing from nowhere.A few steps away, another person jumped out with a mobile phone, and made an OK gesture in the blink of an eye.

Take pictures, wait... The two who took pictures seem to just want to get out of here as soon as possible.Ling Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, feeling a little astonished.The person holding the phone wanted to grab his baseball cap and leave as soon as he pressed the shutter, but he didn't care that half of Ling Qingyuan's face was clicked in.

The baseball cap also stopped for a moment, and the eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to stop for a moment on the man next to the opposite poster.It was at this moment that neither of them spoke.

The duo walked away quickly.Ling Qingyuan scratched his head and thought to himself, he really met a big star on a whim, maybe he should say thank you to him just now... the effect might be horrifying.

"Just now, were you recognized?" Assistant Wu Dong took a deep breath and complained, "...If you don't leave, you should be a hook."

"Anyway, it's done." Tan Yue thought for a while and said uncertainly: "I seem to have seen that young man somewhere before... I just saw his reaction just a little bit dumbfounded."

"Didn't I say, mother, do you want to do this five more times?" Wu Dong gave him a white look.The two had tried and tested and ran down the escalator with ease, and then detoured to the elevator in the office building behind the mall to the underground parking lot.

"You should be lucky that there are only five times. Yesterday and today are connected, which is unexpected...but next time it will take a little longer. You have to change your clothes."

Wu Dong sighed, unable to refute.He just complained: "I guess Xiao Fang has to be grateful to Dade."

Tan Yue said out of nowhere: "No... I just want to thank him for his cooperation."

Wu Dong put his face into a frog's face and said "ha". He didn't understand why he wanted to thank him when the actor Tan Yue sacrificed himself to gain nothing, and then fired Fang Wenjun.Seeing Tan Yue's strange and weird smile, Wu Dong asked quickly, "Brother Yue, you really won't praise this movie, right?"

"Is it not possible?" Tan Yue asked back, admitting in disguise.

"Brother Yue, why are you doing this?" Wu Dong accompanied Tan Yue to watch the same movie twice, and he also felt that the movie had a purpose and was worth watching.A director who can make such a film is also worthy of the "pioneer", to put it bluntly, he is the title of "unpopular minority".That's all.Why is it necessary to always keep in mind and read it over and over again?

This Wu Dong is also Tan Yue's old assistant. He has followed Tan Yue to take care of him since the beginning of his career. He is diligent and loyal.Calculated, the two have worked together for seven or eight years, and Wu Dong is still older in terms of age.He is even more aware of the struggle of this big star, and he also knows that all the glory of Tan Yue today is earned by himself.

Together with Tan Yue, he experienced the running mirror of begging his grandpa to tell his grandma when he was a young actor, accompanied the director and producer, and all kinds of entertainment and hype.Gradually, the social status became popular, and gradually more and more books were asked to come to the door.Up to now, basically just sit at home and wait for the film appointment.

But Wu Dong has always known that there is a director, and he will always ask for it.

Director Ling Qingyuan will release a film in about two or three years. Every time he hears that he has a film project to prepare for shooting, Tan Yue will ask his assistant Wu Dong to inquire about the casting situation.And the other party's feedback to Wu Dong has always been a polite refusal.

Tan Yue didn't reply.Wu Dong vaguely felt that he had stepped on his tail, so he didn't dare to ask further questions, so he changed the subject and said, "Do you still write Weibo yourself today?"

"Well, I'll write."

"Also, Director Ma is here to urge you again, please read the script, "Tiger Fight". He said that you must accept the filming. The salary has increased again."

"Push it."

"I can't push it anymore..." Wu Dong spread his hands: "I'm about to throw myself on the ground and beg you to act. The salary is at that price, I can't bear to refuse it no matter how much you make me. If you don’t like it, you can change it, and you can discuss how to change it.”

"Would the company agree to me taking over the filming of Hongxin's film?"

"Ancestor, you still don't know about the company. The price offered over there has already made them think of a five-cent commission with you, so why are you willing to push it?"

Tan Yue thought about it, for Fei De, a mother is a mother, and it is very reasonable to say that he is reluctant to let his son play with wolves.He asked Wu Dong again: "Did Director Ma also say that if he wants to refuse, I must answer in person."

"...Yes." Wu Dong hummed silently.

Tan Yue lifted his hat a little irritably and pressed it back: "You should make an appointment with him. If you want me to praise him...it depends on whether I like it. If you force me to do something, it's impossible not to tear my skin off with him. .”