I didn't know the meaning of the song at first [entertainment]

Wen Yi walked up the stone steps with a black windbreaker in his hand, Lu Zhi glanced at him without saying hello, and continued to listen to Pei Wanchu's play.

As soon as the long-haired back at the end of the stone ladder came into view, he immediately walked lightly and stood behind Pei Wanchu.

"My father is dead, why don't I cry? In reality, I also cry when my dog ​​dies!"

"How old were you when your dog died? How old are you this year? How old are you in the show?"

"I was ten years old when the dog died, and I am 22 this year, 18 in the show."

Lu Zhi's experience of this kind of life and death is different from that of the heroine, and he doesn't know whether it is caused by the difference in blood or what, so he chooses to stand silently by the side without speaking.

Pei Wanchu nodded and pointed to Lu Zhi, indicating that Lu Zhi should also listen carefully to the next passage.

"Because of different situations and different growth environments, people have different psychological maturity. The way of expressing grief is also different. Before the age of five or six, you don't have the ability to understand death independently, and your sadness and crying will be affected. Influenced by others, when others are sad, you will be sad."

"That's right, that's it."

Lu Zhi immediately agreed. Just now he felt that it was different from what the heroine said, but now what Pei Wanchu said was right.

Lu Zhi's interruption didn't arouse Pei Wanchu's reaction. The heroine gave him a look, and he immediately said sorry, please continue.

"Around the age of ten, you start to understand what death really means. It means that you will never see this person again, you will be sad, you can't do anything, you want to get it back, but you can't find it no matter how hard you try. 20 years old You will start to restrain your sadness. After 40 years old, you may not cry anymore. But the sadness brought about by life and death in adulthood, the closer you get, the longer it will last. You are only 18 years old in the play, why shouldn’t you Crying? Because in ancient times and our current age, the corresponding life responsibilities are different. You can have children at the age of 18, and you are a real adult, not to mention that you still have the goal of revival. You should have more in your heart The most important thing is to hate, hate yourself for not discovering the plot of the villain earlier, hate yourself for growing so slowly, hate the villain..."

After Pei Wanchu was interrupted by Lu Zhi, he paid attention to him a few times, and the eyes of this person were always wandering, always drifting behind him.

After speaking, he turned around without hesitation, met Wen Yi's frowning brows, and looked directly into his piercing eyes.

"I didn't notice that you were standing behind, what's the matter?"

Pei Wanchu opened his mouth on the word "Wen" at the beginning and abruptly turned it around. At this time, he shouldn't know the other person's last name, and it seemed that he also wanted to hug the thigh, like a sugar daddy.

He didn't know if Jin Zhuwen noticed the weirdness of his voice at the beginning, the other party stared at him without saying a word, his eyes made him a little timid, did he hold grudges against him?

He lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Sir, what do you want?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, Director Pei, let me introduce you. This is my brother. I heard that today I finished the film and came to pick me up. It's okay, it's okay, let's continue talking about the show."

"Brother, we are almost done filming. This is the director Pei Wanchu, who is very good."

Today is Wen Yi's first visit to the set, and he shouldn't know Pei Wanchu's name. In order to cover up their previous private conversation, Lu Zhi immediately gave a formal introduction.

"My name is Wen Yi. Hello, Director Pei." Wen Yi put away the awkward expression on his face, put on a just right smile, and stretched out his hand.

Pei Wanchu's heart was full of despair: It's just the last point!He was still known by Lu Zhijin's name, position...

Life is hard.

Facing Jin Zhu's raised hand in mid-air, he hesitated slightly and pinched Wen Yi's fingertips, then turned his head and called the two of them to enter the arena.

"Time is running out, so take your time to digest what I said. Let me demonstrate to you now: the effect Director Bai wants you to shoot."

Pei Wanchu wore a snow-white plain sackcloth today, which was somewhat similar to the heroine's appearance. When he entered the door, he raised his hand and tore off the hair tie. tip of the nose.

The faint smell of sea salt is the taste of Director Pei.

Pei Wanchu brushed his long straight hair with both hands, lowered his head, and the camera happened to capture his face.

Those eyes slowly filled with tears, and when they seemed to be overflowing and slipping, they were withdrawn little by little, but the eye sockets were wet.

Then look at those eyes that lost focus, empty and lifeless, looking at the bed but seeming to see nothing.

The hand hanging by the side was clenched into a fist, and the thumb nail pinched the side of the index finger a little bit. The crescent-shaped mark was very obvious on the white skin.

With his hands in slow motion, he slowly pulled the quilt to cover the person lying on the bed, took two steps back and knelt down, his head pointing to the ground, his shoulders twitched slightly.

Looking up again, there are no tears in my eyes, but there are tear stains on my face. In the close-up of the camera, there is a small ball of wetness on the floor.

Pei Wanchu knocked his head three times in a row...

Bai Hao yelled "Pass"

Pei Wanchu didn't make a sound, and interpreted the whole process with body language: I can't accept it, I have to accept it, anger and endless hatred.

He cried but didn't cry, because where the camera could see, he didn't shed tears, which shows that he chose to bury the pain deep in his heart, and putting a mask on emotions is the basic element of blackening.

Others think you have no heart, but in fact your heart is heavier than anyone else.

If others can't figure out your thoughts, you won't have exposed weaknesses.

Lu Zhi stood aside and watched in a daze, completely forgetting that he was not a real bystander in this scene, but a participant.

Bai Hao sighed, and pushed Lu Zhi aside.

"Time is precious, don't look stupid, I will only demonstrate once, and Wanchu will do it again."

In order to let Lu Zhi see it more clearly, I looked back later, this time the cameraman pointed the camera at Bai Hao.

Bai Hao stood sideways outside the door, looking into the room through the opened gap, his fingers tightly clasped on the carved wooden strips, his fingernails turned bloody under pressure.

He raised his foot several times and pushed the door in, and finally put it back gently, his eyes full of nostalgia and reluctance.

The camera stops, Bai Hao points to Lu Zhi.

"Remember, you are standing here, and the person in the room has just absorbed your master's life cultivation. It is impossible for her not to find you. Why didn't she come out to drive you away? In fact, she acquiesced in your existence. And you also know She acquiesced for the time being, all your carefulness is to maintain a delicate balance, so that she can let you stand here for a while, to see Master and her."

Pei Wanchu picked up her hair, put on rubber bands and tied it into a ponytail casually, stroked her hair from the top of her head to the tip and added: "With that slap, the heroine's hatred for you is gone. You don't know what happened after you left. things, so you only have momentary guilt."