Perfect Two

Life and work, asking or not asking, the answer is yes or no, nothing will change.It's better to solve He Ruosheng's matter first.

Cheng Xirong took a deep breath: "And then? What do you want to say?"

Fu Zhou pointed to the curtain that was still playing. At this time, the car had just rushed into the garbage dump, and the crowd had not yet gathered around.The character played by He Ruosheng tumbled down from the rubbish heap, fell to the ground, waved his arms slightly, and then stopped moving again.

This is the last scene, the close-up only shows the side face, He Ruosheng just needs to lie down with his eyes closed and his breath held.

Fu Zhou said: "The outburst scene can be handled so well, it's not embarrassing or abrupt at all, which shows that he has a solid foundation."

There is a little foundation, but you have to have a good director.Otherwise, according to He Ruosheng's habit, no matter how profound his skills are, he would keep the wine for himself and enjoy it behind closed doors without showing it to others.

and many more……

Cheng Xirong came back to his senses, and asked Fu Zhou: "He has acting skills, so you don't agree with him playing Lingzong?"

Fu Zhou was a little helpless: "This is what I said about the level problem. He controls the explosive scene very well, which just shows that he has achievements in this initial stage and can control the role at this stage. But what kind of Lingzong is it? character set?"

On the contrary, Lingzong, as a hidden villain, has to do things every time he appears on the stage, but without exception, he does not attract the attention of other characters in the plot.He has a background and a past, and behind him is a decades-old entanglement of grievances and grievances. He carefully hides his whereabouts and keeps himself inward.

He has aura and can be the ultimate villain. In some ways, he has a very strong sense of existence.Therefore, the actor wants to show his own strength, but he also needs to restrain himself from this strength, compress and tighten the aura, forming a saturated ball, and being in a state of "on the verge of firing" for a long time

Calling an old drama player may not be able to handle the duality of this role well.

Fu Zhou said frankly: "If it's any other character, I have no objection at all. He can choose whatever he wants. Only Lingzong... To be honest, I'm not sure either."

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Fu Zhou has always been full of confidence.No matter what he does, no matter whether he succeeds or not, he always puts on an attitude of being able to do it with ease, a little bit to give himself momentum.First show off your aura, shock the people around you, and cheer yourself up.

Going down is to keep your head held high and your chest upright, break through obstacles when there are obstacles, and kill gods when you meet gods and kill Buddhas when you meet Buddhas.

During this time together, Cheng Xirong always felt that he was actually a little arrogant, with eyes on the top of his head, and he only looked up.He himself is tall, and there is almost nothing he can see.Those that can catch his eyes are an "inevitable" problem for him.

No one can force him to accept what he doesn't want, and it can't be stuffed into his hands.But whoever he likes, he will bite to death with one bite, and he will never let go after chasing until he can grab it in his hand.As for this process, it is completely unimportant and indifferent.He has identified the goal, and the middle is nothing more than troublesome or not, and how much time it will take, anyway, it will definitely be accomplished.

He has this paranoid energy and patience that ordinary people can't match, which is enough for one person to succeed.

So from the beginning of the project to shoot "Seven Swords", Cheng Xirong never had any worries in the position of director.Subconsciously, he thought that Fu Zhou could do it, and he could do it well.One reason is that he has seen Fu Zhou's works, and they are really brilliant, and his professional skills have completely surpassed the level that he should have at his age.On the other hand, it was because Fu Zhou was too indifferent.

Fu Zhou was very serious and put a lot of thought into the script.He ponders every day, checks a lot of information, writes and draws, makes storyboards, and modifies character settings.But this has always been a very gentle process, peaceful and quiet, and it seems to be gradual, step by step, all under Fu Zhou's arrangement.It seems that he has a macro plan, taking into account all aspects, and mastering every detail of this project.

As a result, he suddenly heard him say "not sure", which was completely beyond what Cheng Xirong could have expected, and Cheng Xirong was very surprised.After being stunned, Cheng Xirong said with emotion: "I thought you were completely fine."

A moment of silence.

Cheng Xirong belatedly realized that he was making up the knife and directly inserted it into Fu Zhou's wound, which was a bit unreasonable.As if to make amends, he added another sentence: "It's not that you can't do it. No, this role is difficult? Are you not sure?"

Fu Zhou turned his head and looked at Cheng Xirong with a gloomy and aggrieved look.

Cheng Xirong consciously made a mistake again, and continued to make up: "It's a bit difficult, I know...but you say you're not sure? So what should I do?"

Fu Zhou let out a breath and let out the suffocation in his chest: "I'm still thinking about it. The main thing is that it's okay if we start filming now. There are very few scenes in Lingzong, so don't rely on him to support the plot. It's just that you don't want to make a sequel." ?"

And a sequel?There is only one script, and I only bought the copyright of this one at that time, and I cannot adapt or write derivative works.Where did the sequel come from?Default?Isn't that smashing your own signboard? How can you mess around?

Cheng Xirong was taken aback by Fu Zhou's words, but he didn't react for a long time, and said casually: "I only bought this one book. It is written in the contract that the shooting is limited to the content of the script, and you have to find people from their company to change the script." .It’s just such a small thing, Min Zhi’s people said repeatedly that their lips are not worn down, and my ears are about to get callused. What are you talking about sequels?”

The speaker was unintentional, because of previous hesitation, he originally wanted to ask Fu Zhou if he recognized him, but now Cheng Xirong's defense was almost zero.He spoke too naturally, and he didn't focus on it. His mind was full of scripts and movies, and he didn't even realize what he said.

Fu Zhou was calmer than him, just like selective deafness, he listened to the first part and heard the last sentence, but ignored the middle part.His on-the-spot reaction was also very quick, he only raised his eyelids and glanced at Cheng Xirong, and then quickly regained his composure.

That slip of the tongue just slipped away, and no one pointed it out, as if it didn't exist at all.But the fact did happen, plainly presented, exposed to the air.No matter whether someone mentions it or not, it has already been engraved in one party's heart. He poked it in with the tip of a knife and twisted it hard.

It hurts, but it hurts so well.

Fu Zhou was grateful for the pain, made himself sober, and allowed himself to feel the truth.The person in front of me, sitting here alive, talking to me, really exists, not a dream, not a fantasy, not my own extravagant hope.

It was all true, this man, he admitted it himself.

Fu Zhou's heart was turbulent, but his expression didn't change. He didn't even pause, and said, "Let's talk again."

Cheng Xirong didn't find anything, and was still wondering about this question, and asked: "Are you talking about the cooperation of the sequel? It's hard to talk about, this is also a hot IP. If they are willing to release it, some companies want to take it. Don't talk about it, Zhou Sheng has been staring at it all the time, and he regrets not getting this one. If there is another chance, he will get it even if he sells the company."

After saying these things, Fu Zhou has completely adjusted his mood.Before Cheng Xirong took the initiative to confess, he didn't want to expose Cheng Xirong, and he didn't want to make Cheng Xirong feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.He patiently accompanied Cheng Xirong to continue acting, following the script Cheng Xirong wanted, pretending that he didn't know.

As long as people are still there.Compared with this, all other things are nothingness and insignificance.

Fu Zhou took a breath, and felt that there was fresh blood rushing up from the bottom of his heart, and there was more motivation and enthusiasm at the same time.He pursed his lips, didn't think about anything else, and discussed the issue seriously: "But our advantage is that the copyright of the first part is in our hands."

"It's useless, no one will look at this favor. Selling IP is nothing more than two purposes, one is to make money, and the other is to promote our original work a second time. We have no money and no influence. How can we compete with Zhou Sheng and the others?" Ten thousand steps back, even if Min Zhi is really willing to sell it to us, do we have the money to buy it?"

Fu Zhou was very calm: "Don't talk about human relations, but follow the rules."

Where are the rules for you to tell...

Cheng Xirong was speechless for a while and didn't answer.After seeing Fu Zhou's expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he felt in a daze that he might be thinking too simply.He restrained his doubts and asked tentatively, "What do you think?"

Fu Zhou lightly tapped his fingers on his knee, pondered for a moment and said, "The script must be changed, and they have to listen to us as to how to change it."

Cheng Xirong: "Well, you have a big face, you have the final say."

Fu Zhou couldn't help but twitched his lips: "Don't look at the face, let's see whose tongue can speak. Wait and see, the person who will ask them out for me in two days will get two things at once."

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Just now I was surprised by the sentence "I'm not sure". I didn't expect that Fu Zhou would have something out of the question, which was completely different from his usual state.In less than 10 minutes, and Cheng Xirong hadn't gotten used to the fact, Fu Zhou once again proved his pride.

What "take it all at once"... Isn't this tone a little too loud?

Cheng Xirong: "...OK, I'll contact you. If you can't get it off, you can cut off the head and leave it alone."

Fu Zhou asked smoothly, "Why leave it alone?"

"Look."

"Then you need to find some professional people to deal with it, otherwise the preservation time will not be long."

The smile in Fu Zhou's eyes deepened a bit, flickering, showing his good mood.Even the voice was much more relaxed than before, with some small jumps, spinning in the air, like a deer bumping around, light and floating.

Cheng Xirong imagined it for a while, couldn't help shivering, and looked at Fu Zhou strangely: "It's disgusting—why are you in such a good mood all of a sudden? Brainstorming about that bloody scene can make you excited? You are too harsh."

It is to imagine that I am possessed by you, and I will be extraordinarily happy.

Fu Zhou answered the question silently from the bottom of his heart, his expression remained unchanged, his mouth was closed and he did not speak.

Cheng Xirong regarded him as acquiescing, and couldn't help feeling surprised: "No way...do you still have this side?"

"No. But I watched a documentary when I was a child, and I forgot what it was about. I just remember a scene in it. A dead mouse was pulled out from a crack in the wall, and it was half rotten. That scene..."

"Stop! Stop! Just be disgusting yourself, don't disgust others here."

Fu Zhou's smile deepened, the corners of his mouth turned up a little, and his eyes kept looking at Cheng Xirong.His eyes are deep and long, as if he wants to put people into his world and close it up.It's a pity that Cheng Xirong was only disgusted, his mind was full of lawsuits, and he was thinking about those few things at the same time. He was so messed up that he didn't notice the surrounding environment at all, and he didn't realize that the aura Fu Zhou showed towards him had changed.

He didn't have the heart to think about those things, but Fu Zhou was still very interested, and asked, "You have to see such props when you are filming, right?"

"I've seen it." Cheng Xirong paused for a moment, and then argued, "The props are fake, but the human head is real, and the brain is real, too. Can those... the things inside be the same as the fake ones?"

What's the difference?Props need to create a dramatic effect, which looks more emotional than the real thing.It turned out that this person was not afraid of props, but was disgusted by the picture he had made up in his head.This kind of distinction is also quite novel...

Fu Zhou found it interesting: "You imagine it as it is?"

"Otherwise? The act of imagining is false. To have a basis, isn't it just thinking about it as it is true? Thinking about it as false, can you figure it out?"

Fu Zhou: "...Probably, there is generally no one like you..."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Is this a compliment or scolding me?

Cheng Xirong came back to his senses: "It's useless to say these things, let's get back to the point. First, how to deal with the role of Lingzong? Second, He Ruosheng is coming soon, will you let him play?"

Fu Zhou enjoyed the atmosphere just now, and hoped that he could continue to play around like this, in a relaxed manner, and didn't want to talk about business.But between his own wishes and Cheng Xirong's mood, he is always used to giving priority to the latter, and he will be very obedient to Cheng Xirong's ideas without breaking the general principle.

He didn't speak immediately, and Cheng Xirong next to him added: "I want He Ruosheng to give it a try, maybe it will work? No one knows how deep his potential is, and they don't know what surprises can be discovered from him." .Wang He tried it once, and it became a bright spot in that film. After that, it disappeared. People can’t just play it once, right? There is always something hidden and undeveloped.”

After patiently listening to a long list, Fu Zhou said, "There is a possibility. But you know He Ruosheng's character, and his possibility needs a specific person to inspire him."

"What specific person? Wang He?"

Fu Zhou paused for two seconds, then said, "Someone like Wang He."

"You."

Cheng Xirong spoke so naturally that he didn't even pause, and picked up Fu Zhou's words before he finished speaking.It should be reasonable and confident, that's what he thought, without any doubt or hesitation.

Fu Zhou froze on the spot, didn't recover for a long time, and unconsciously opened his mouth slightly.

Cheng Xirong waited for a while, and seeing Fu Zhou's stupid look, he became impatient, and asked with a frown, "Why? You can't?"

"You..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was cracked. Fu Zhou hurriedly stopped, cleared his throat and took a breath, before asking, "Do you think I can do it?"

Cheng Xirong was angry and funny: "I really want to roll my eyes at you. Why don't I find someone else to cooperate with? Seeing that you are so big and easy to handle? Didn't I say, Fu Zhou, haven't you always been very confident?" ? Just now, "I'll leave it all to you, take it down at once", with such a big tone, it's all fake, how about making it for others to see?"

Fu Zhou lowered his head and muttered, "I didn't say I was confident."

"Is that what you say with your mouth? What you can say with your mouth is conceit, the kind with half a bottle dangling, no real material. I look at you, I know, you are full."

Fu Zhou raised his head again, as if startled, he looked at Cheng Xirong suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

"...No, I was joking to tease you."

Fu Zhou: "..."

After a while of silence, Cheng Xirong himself became a little anxious, and said in a more serious tone: "Otherwise? At this point, you tell me that you can't do it, and you are going to retreat?"

"I'm not going back."

"Then what do you mean now?"

"I am……"

I just have no confidence, a little at a loss, and don't know how to calm down.I just want to talk to you, talk to you about my heart, and want to listen to you.I just want to get something from you, whether it is encouragement, support, or some experience and analysis.

Just to get some power, more power.

But Fu Zhou couldn't say these words, he couldn't express them.So I could only keep silent, pursed my mouth and didn't speak, thinking what was going on with him, I was happy just a few minutes ago, and I was about to quarrel?

Can't we live in peace?

As soon as the subject changed, Fu Zhou changed his tune and said, "Don't worry about me."

Cheng Xirong made him laugh angrily: "You still think I'm in a hurry? What do you think you said?"

Fu Zhou really thought about it seriously, and was blocked back: "I didn't say anything."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

What else do you want to say! ?If I go on talking more, isn't it just "quit, let's break up"?what else?

Cheng Xirong raised his hand to make a "forbidden" gesture, stopped the conversation here, and said, "I'm a little angry today, so I shouldn't discuss these things with you. Listen to me earlier, go out, and let me calm down."

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Fu Zhou didn't move.

Cheng Xirong raised his hand and rubbed his face: "You go out to eat your meal. I didn't sleep well last night, and I'm in a hurry right now. I'll catch up on sleep."

Fu Zhou: "I don't."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

This is a rare time for me to have a good temper, do I have to rush forward to do something?He doesn't give up until his patience is exhausted, does he?What's good?

Cheng Xirong asked, "So you want to fight?"

"I don't want to." The corners of Fu Zhou's mouth were tense, and he pulled back slightly, drawing a flat shadow, "After finishing these matters, go to sleep. I won't quarrel with you, and you should talk well."

He is very persistent and knows the key points before.It's just too easy to say.

Cheng Xirong simply leaned on the back of the sofa, shrunk in, and collapsed into a shapeless ball: "Then tell me, how to solve it?"

Fu Zhou was silent for a while.On the curtain in front, the male protagonist is riding an old-fashioned [-] foreign bike, facing the direction of the sun, pedaling hard.The spring breeze has arrived, and the trees on both sides have sprouted new shoots, showing tender green.Winter is over.

"Come one by one, the role of Lingzong, add more drama."

"That will be more difficult." Cheng Xirong interrupted Fu Zhou ruthlessly, and immediately retorted, "It is relatively easy to deal with when there are few scenes. The more scenes, the greater the chance of flaws. It will be more difficult. "

Fu Zhou shook his head: "The more roles there are, the more opportunities to cover up the flaws. The same piece of paper on the table and on the court will receive completely different attention. Besides, the role of Lingzong is not in this aspect. question."

It's a matter of saturation.Now there is only one small attic to house all his characters. Those past experiences, those complicated living environments, and the opposites between him and himself all have to be squeezed into this narrow space.That will inevitably cause the volume of this image to be too high, which is difficult for actors to grasp.

If the script is changed and the drama is added, it is to demolish the wall of the attic and expand the area to the entire top floor.Still those contents can be spread out here, not so compact.When the actor builds a bridge with the character, he can have some space to buffer, do his homework, and not be so nervous.

Cheng Xirong still disagreed: "But in this case, the biggest feature of the character of Lingzong will be erased. He is a highly saturated image, and he needs the critical point between the verge of explosion and the effort to suppress. Keep the untouchable The state of touch, this is his most essential core."

Fu Zhou nodded, and thought about it for a while: "I'll try to change it and try to find an intermediate state without erasing the essence of the character. But it will take some time."

"Time is fine." Cheng Xirong squinted over and asked coolly, "Are you confident again now?"

Fu Zhou didn't speak.

Cheng Xirong got up from the middle of the sofa, grabbed the edge, and leaned in front of Fu Zhou: "Are you mentally retarded now? It's a fit, a moment of joy, a moment of depression, what's wrong?"

Fu Zhou put it succinctly: "Crazy."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Well, let's treat it as a neurosis, this kind of disease is difficult to control, terminally ill.It seemed that Fu Zhou was hopeless.

Cheng Xirong leaned back on the back of the sofa again, with a lazy look: "Then put this on hold for now, and we'll see if there is any problem after you finish changing it. You don't have to worry about Min Zhi, as long as you can change it, everything else is fine." Do it. Next, He Ruosheng that."

Fu Zhou suddenly moved, turned from the side of the sofa to the front obliquely, and faced Cheng Xirong.He stared straight at Cheng Xirong, his eyes curled up in an imperceptible arc at the end, and his narrow eyelids narrowed some of his pupils.This looks sharp and sharp, reminiscent of an eagle, ready to be pecked at any time.

He was startled by Cheng Xirong's abruptness, and he shrank back a bit, asking, "What's wrong? What are you doing?"

Fu Zhou moved forward, the distance was so small that it didn't have any real impact, but the trend of this movement instantly brought a sense of oppression.Especially now that Cheng Xirong's entire back was glued to the sofa, there was nowhere to retreat, and he could only watch helplessly as Fu Zhou shortened the distance between the two of them.

Cheng Xirong was a little annoyed, and put his hand against Fu Zhou's shoulder: "If you have something to say, just say it, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

"I ask you……"

"What are you asking? I found that you are a bit of a primitive savage habit! What do people use when they have a mouth? Can you speak first if you have something to do? Hmm? Speak with your mouth, don't have any symptoms when you come up, just act directly. You You know what you want to do, but others don't! Are you afraid of being beaten?"

Fu Zhou: "..."

Cheng Xirong pressed his fingers hard, like chasing a puppy: "Get up, stay away from me. Have you evolved at all? Do you know where human civilization is?"

"It's nothing high. In the safari park, a lion or tiger can tear a person apart. It's just that human beings give themselves money."

Cheng Xirong: "..."

Why, this guy still has anti-human tendencies?Suddenly, he felt as if he was opening himself, unlocking the door that had been closed tightly before, and starting to release the little monsters kept in his heart, letting them walk around in front of him.

The little monsters are very coquettish one by one, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, revealing their big heads and small horns.It's not aggressive, it's just a little weird, and it's pouted as if no one else is there, very calm and at ease.

I have never seen such a Fu Zhou before, even when he was the closest to him, Cheng Xirong felt that he was far away from him.He has a world of his own, which is on the back side, only open to himself, and never shown to outsiders.Blocked by a fence in the middle, it becomes two worlds, inside and outside.

Generally, adults will have some secret corners of their own, hidden in the deepest part of their hearts, and not allowed to be touched by others.But normally speaking, for the whole life, that is at best a "corner", a very small part.Few people have completely constructed two worlds that are opposed to each other like Fu Zhou.

Cheng Xirong also had no intention of having a heart-to-heart relationship with him, seeing through his alienation, he acquiesced to the existence of this distance.The two of them are far from being close to each other, they just have each other's company right now, and later...it may not be what it will be like in the future.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly accepted, able to see the world on the opposite side, and able to touch the little animals hidden by him.Cheng Xirong was a little confused, he didn't understand the reason, and he couldn't think of an opportunity.Was this situation caused by the conversation just now?But what was just said?

It seems, nothing special.

And the most surprising thing is that Fu Zhou is like this.

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Clearing away the fog and lifting the curtains that cover the truth, this is the real Fu Zhou.I'm a little... uncomfortable.

It's hard to get used to.In Cheng Xirong's perception, Fu Zhou is a person who is good at everything.He has his own bottom line, but that bottom line is very low, almost beyond the bloodliness that a young man should have, like an old man detached from the world.As long as it doesn't touch his bottom line, other things are fine.

And what he showed was not patience, nor was he forced to make concessions in order to avoid arguments or other conflicts.He really doesn't care.He only looked at the part he cared about, and the rest had nothing to do with him.

But in fact, it doesn't seem to be the case...

Cheng Xirong paused and reminded: "Don't forget, you are human too."

Fu Zhou didn't argue with this question, he nodded and said, "Yes. Do you want to continue discussing man and nature with me?"

Cheng Xirong: "...Come back, what's going on today, why did you always go to other places? Let's not talk about this, what did you want to ask me just now?"

It's hard for Cheng Xirong to remember that when he interrupted Fu Zhou's question before, he acted like he didn't want to hear anything, as if he wanted to distract the matter.

Fu Zhou changed his tone. After the episode just now, his eyes were not so sharp, but a little calmer: "I just want to ask, what are you thinking?"

"What do you think? What do you want to ask?"

Fu Zhou explained: "The matter of He Ruosheng. You want him to play the role of Lingzong because you want him to transform? But if you are so active, will he agree?"

Really not necessarily.

However, Cheng Xirong didn't want to admit it, and instead said: "But it can't be that he has intentions, are you going to make it up? I have to tell you first that the internal issues are resolved, and then we can talk about external issues."

"internal?"

Fu Zhou singled out these two words and repeated them.He spoke very slowly, with only two syllables, and slowly jumped out word by word, as if savoring for himself.

Cheng Xirong gave him a strange look: "Huh? What's the matter?"

Fu Zhou turned around suddenly, raised the remote control in his hand, and pressed it on the player behind him.The picture on the curtain stopped abruptly, the episode of the movie disappeared instantly, and the reverberation sound hit the soundproof wall and was absorbed.It was too abrupt, compared with the previous hustle and bustle, there was an extreme silence in the room.

Cheng Xirong is still adapting to this change, and his attention is focused on his ears, looking for any sound source.It's a pity that the sound insulation of this projection room is so good that the outside will not be affected by the movie playback, and you can't hear the outside movement even if you sit inside.

The sound that can be obtained can only be in this room.From the speaker, or from the people around you.

Cheng Xirong coughed dryly, cleared his throat, and at least made some noise.He just said: "I'm a bit of a movie-watcher, you have to tell me before you turn off the audio. I need a time buffer."

Fu Zhou looked surprised, and wanted to say a few words of emotion. The words wandered around his lips, and he said simply, "Well, I see——He Ruosheng, can you wait until I finish changing the script?"

"how?"

"I'm worried that He Ruosheng won't be able to construct the aura of the Lingzong—it's not that he looks down on him. Judging from the current book, there is no one who is of the right age and has such acting skills. Except for Cheng Xirong, I can't find a second one."

Cheng Xirong himself: "..."

"It's really difficult to be able to take in and out freely. It's really difficult." Fu Zhou continued, "The Mesozoic in the circle is already scarce, and there are a few who can't keep up. He Ruosheng, Feng Yi , it’s all considered.”

Cheng Xirong, the backbone of the Mesozoic Era: "..."

I really don't know how to answer this question.What Fu Zhou said was true, absolutely correct.But it's still a little strange to hear these words in my ears on this occasion and in this way.Does he really not know his identity?I'm becoming more and more suspicious...why do I feel like I've been teased face to face...

I always think he did it on purpose!

Fu Zhou continued calmly: "Since we are going to change the script now, I will try to integrate all these factors, try to choose a balance point, retain the core essence of Lingzong, and make it easier for the actors."

"Will it be too difficult?"

"Well, I will..." In the middle of speaking, Fu Zhou changed his voice and added abruptly, "...It doesn't matter. Think of it as practice."

Cheng Xirong had a black line: "You can tell the truth."

Fu Zhou pursed his lips, with a look of "I just won't say it", but he was calm.

Cheng Xirong didn't take this issue seriously with him either.In fact, the result is the same whether you ask or not. The facts are in front of you, and they are very clear to each other.Fu Zhou said it simply, but it is really not easy to achieve the state he said.

For a rookie director who... is directing a major production for the first time, that's a little too much to ask.Fu Zhou has a lot of experience in filming, but all of them are small-scale, and he rarely has the experience of making a real film in a systematic way.

Strictly speaking, this is his first work.

It's normal for him to be nervous.Most people have a fledgling complex, and have an inseparable feeling and sense of dependence on the position of "first", such as first love, or the first mentor in life.Even a person with a big heart will be extremely cautious when presenting himself to the world for the first time.It depends on whether you are perfect enough, and you also need to listen to the world's response to you, whether it is positive or negative.

This is an instinct of being born as a human being. Cheng Xirong doesn't think that someone can transcend the world, break through from this circle, and don't care about it at all.

Cheng Xirong seriously recalled his first experience in filming.A teenage boy who doesn't understand anything, changes clothes when asked, and takes props when given.The director said you go for a walk, okay, then walk with your head held high.The director asked him to recite the lines, and he memorized them after reading them twice.

I didn't feel it at the time, until the filming was over, when he went back to school, he always stayed out of it, just watching the excitement, without any personal feelings.Later, when the TV series started to air, he heard someone discussing it between classes, and he realized it belatedly.

It was a TV series that I participated in, with my own scenes and lines that I read.

Cheng Xirong thought, he was too slow to react until this point.Then this kind of mood came back, overwhelming, and the hula la drowned people all at once.In this turbulent mood, he listened to other people's evaluations, pushed his classmates to watch the premiere, and asked each of them how they felt.

At that time, there was unlimited passion and motivation, as if the whole world was paying attention to me, and people were extremely excited.

Later... Later, I made a lot of TV series and movies, and participated in countless variety shows and promotions.After he got used to expressing himself in front of the camera, he no longer had the vitality of that age.

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If different people want to "empathize", they must have the same experience.Only in this way can we have a similar mood, produce a consistent way of thinking, and be able to communicate with each other.

Cheng Xirong suddenly wanted to comfort Fu Zhou, or in other words, wanted to give him some encouragement and cheer him up.

"Youth" is capital, but it is also the stage where you are most likely to be confused.Just out of the ivory tower, from the greenhouse into the wind and rain of brambles, always take some time to adapt.They have ambitions and ideals, but they have no experience.Even, a considerable part of them have no goals and don't know how to move forward.And this society's tolerance for young people is quite stingy. If you give a place for one foot, you say you have given it a chance, thinking that this is enough for those people to use.

Of course it is not enough.Most of the resources and rights of the society are still in the hands of the "predecessors", only occasionally leaking through the fingers.If young people want to stand firmer, they have to fight for more opportunities by themselves.

Cheng Xirong, who came from that age, knows how serious the stratification is. The crushing of age and experience is absolute, and there is no way to resist.However, in fact, the age when he grew up was relatively friendly to young people, the environment was very pure, and there were few complicated and dirty things.It is different now, this circle has completely changed, and it has become a very utilitarian and narrow situation.

Nowadays, it is too easy for entertainers to get ahead, if there is any topic or controversy, they can become popular.This is a superficial phenomenon. If you look deeper, you can find that fundamentally, those who really do film and television are very limited.With the works in their hands, they have no way to try, so they are buried alive and never see the light of day.

I don't know where the trend started to get crooked. Without corrections along the way, the crookedness became more and more serious.Up to now, it is almost a matter of the participation of the whole people, and there are few people who stick to the principles.Most of them are forced by the environment, compromise step by step, retreat, and push themselves into a corner.

Sad indeed.

Cheng Xirong can't say how upright he is. In such an environment, if he wants to make money in this industry, he will inevitably follow the crowd.It can only be said that he has guaranteed his conscience within his ability.Beyond the scope of ability, try to make up for it in other ways.

For example, lead the introduction of some resources, those who should get the opportunity, those who are suitable, I can help.Another example is that he is willing to bring newcomers, and he is not stingy with his own experience and conclusions.

It has been like this for the past few years, as if fulfilling a task, to complete what I should complete.He has a sense of mission about those things, but outside of this mentality, there is nothing else.

He never had a "communication" mood with any newcomer, nor did he have the urge to comfort anyone.Everyone knows that Boss Cheng has no patience and has a quick temper, so he always restrains himself in front of him.He's not the kind who is used to pity and pity, and when he meets someone who doesn't care and doesn't understand, he always turns pale in the end.

Waiting for Boss Cheng to coax himself?Then we have to wait until the old sea and the dry rock are rotten.He is very strict and measures everyone by his own standards. The Prime Minister should think that everyone can reach his height.If the newcomer makes a mistake, he will only feel strange, how can a simple emotion not be handled well.If you can't do such a simple thing, then there must be something wrong with the actor.

Under this state of mind, only criticism and questioning remain, where is there any comfort?

What's more, after the training in front of him, if you want to cry, it's best to find a place where he can't see and cry secretly. After crying, fix your makeup, adjust your emotions, and show up again.Filming is work, and you should be serious when working.He is a tough person at work, without any warmth or softness.

Cheng Xirong is also aware of his own faults.I just know it, I don't intend to change it.To put it bluntly, he regards this act of acting as "teaching" in his bones, similar to a teacher teaching a class.He will teach what should be taught. Whether he can learn well or not, and what state he is in when he is studying, that is the student's own business.

He has done his own thing, and the rest has nothing to do with him.Anyway, he didn't have to give papers to those students, and he didn't organize final exams.

So when he realized that his mental state had changed slightly, he was very surprised.He found that he actually wanted to show Fu Zhou the remaining tenderness. He lifted Fu Zhou from the position of an ordinary newcomer and put him opposite him. He was really shocked to be able to keep an equal eye with him.

This was beyond what he could have expected.He always thought that this bad habit of his would not change, that he would be like this all his life, without any special moments.Feng Yi also complained about this, and it was of no use to persuade him or coax him.Cheng Xirong has his own habits and is not influenced by others at all.

result……

Fu Zhou looked at Cheng Xirong and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Xirong licked his lower lip, his throat was dry and tight for a while.He swallowed again, and then said stiffly: "It's nothing. You can change the script carefully, don't think so much."

Fu Zhou was even more surprised. He didn't understand what the subtext was, and he couldn't understand Cheng Xirong's sudden intention.As soon as Cheng Xirong turned around, he saw Shang Fuzhou's puzzled face, and instantly became discouraged, feeling that he was really unnecessary.

I thought about giving this person an encouragement, but in fact, he didn't necessarily need it.He can handle his own affairs well and has the ability to solve problems, so he dares to make such a promise.It doesn't matter whether he has his own support or not, his own attitude has no effect on him.

Besides, in what capacity do I do such a thing?A student who hasn't graduated yet?

Cheng Xirong shook his head, shut his mouth, and swallowed all the words