How To Say I Love You

After Ling Feng’s death, Ling Tao was greatly stimulated. He did not need to work hard, and he had the idea of ​​destroying the Ling Group and even destroying the entire Southeast Asian and European drug trafficking circles. He faked the cooperation with the drug dealer and used his hand to smash the wheel. It can be said that this play is the beginning of the transformation of Ling Tao, and it is also the top priority of this film.

Prior to this, Luo Zhangwei was not optimistic about Xiao Jiashu. Can such a poor son, who does not know the human suffering, be able to interpret Lingfeng’s ups and downs? Ling Feng's cheerful and simple in the early stage, the painful struggle in the mid-term, the sorrow and despair in the later stage, each period of the journey is complex and progressive, and requires extremely old acting skills and rich life experience to control.

Luo Zhangwei originally thought that Xiao Jiashu had a good performance in the early stage of Ling Feng, and there would be many problems in the middle and late stages. He has already prepared for the death of Xiao Jiashu, and even if necessary, he did not expect Xiao Jiashu to behave like this... No, this video has to be seen again! Thinking this way, Luo Zhangwei put the video back to check the third time.

Huang Zijin looked at the people who were very silent, and looked at Xiao Jiashu, who was still held in his arms by Ji Yan, crying and tearing his nose. He finally spit out in his heart. "I said, Xiaoshu is very talent."

Shi Tingheng’s cigarette in his mouth had already fallen to the ground, and he was so stunned. “I didn’t expect that I really looked away. Are you sure he has never learned to perform before?”

Huang Zijin glanced at him like a smile, then went back to the nanny car to burn hot water, and later the small tree came back to wash his face.

Shi Tingheng stepped on the cigarette butts on the ground and said with emotion, "The young people are terrible now. I am not old yet, I feel that I am about to be shot dead on the beach."

Fang Kunxin had the same feeling of nodding, and Lin Leyang stared straight at the two people in the hug, and his eyes could not tell the complexity. Unclear, he panicked in his heart.

Xiao Jiashu has not come out of fear. In fact, he is not suffering from claustrophobia, but simply afraid of darkness and chest, but in order not to worry about his parents, he has been concealed. If it weren’t for the play, he would never dig up the memory buried in the deepest part of his heart, which would be no different from digging his heart. He twitched and shed tears and couldn’t stop.

Ji Yan held him in his arms, five fingers inserted into his hair, slowly and gently stroking his scalp, constantly comforting, "Hey, don't be afraid, open your eyes and see, you are just filming, no one can hurt you. "The other hand wandered around, and it was not dirty to wipe away the tears, nose and fake blood on Xiao Jia's face.

Xiao Jiashu, who was stunned by tears, finally had a clear vision. He found a few spotlights around him, and everything was bright, which stopped the convulsions.

"Is it better?" I felt the body in my arms calm down, and Ji Yan pushed people away and asked softly.

Xiao Jiashu first saw a suspicious liquid on the kimono suit jacket, and the second eye saw the crowd of eyes, and the cheeks instantly burst red. I rely on, what am I doing? I actually cried in the middle of the crowd with the cockroaches?

He immediately withdrew from the arms of the season, and the scorpion ran towards the nanny car. Just after washing his face, he listened to Luo Zhangwei and shouted with a big megaphone. "Where did Xiao Jiashu die? Come and see your performance!"

"Come here!" Xiao Jiashu immediately ran back, did not find that everyone's eyes are completely different. The screen was playing on the screen, and the young man who was beaten and bruised was stunned, but his body was numb, but it was like a layer of ice, and the whole person could not move. When he saw the man sitting at the top, his mouth was slightly, but he couldn’t speak, his knees moved forward half an inch and froze, and then he was confused.

This performance is exactly what Luo Zhangwei wants, but it is still more exciting. The youth's physiological reaction after being controlled by drug addiction and his last radiant eyes are classics, and the feelings of darkness, depression, pain, despair, and eventually demise are reflected in the whole film.

Stanislavsky once said: If you don't use psychology, then even if you rely on inspiration to get instant real-life acting, the rest of the time will make the show lifeless. Luo Zhangwei does not know where Xiao Jiashu got his inspiration, but the confusion and fear he showed when he entered the office was real, wonderful, and true, but if it was only like this, he would never perform well behind, because this Fear should belong to Ling Feng, not Xiao Jiashu. But only in an instant, he grasped the psychological skills of the performance and introduced himself from the unconscious state into the conscious state. This transformation took place very quickly and smoothly and naturally, so that the next performance was achieved.

Luo Zhangwei has shot a lot of dramas and has seen many actors, but this performance of drug addiction and restraint is enough to rank the top three, and the lines are impeccable.

He silently put the video back, trying to find a little bit of dissatisfaction, but no, everything is perfect.

When Luo Zhangwei prepared the bones in the egg, Xiao Jiashu was also watching the performance of the season. He was brought into the play by one of Ji Yan's eyes, but then he put his jaw on the shoulder of the other side, only to see a back, which is equivalent to shooting a one-man show, what is the performance of Ji Ji is completely unclear.

But now, Ji Jin’s performance is appearing on the screen in a close-up manner. He hugged Ling Feng and saw the pinhole. The pupil violently contracted for a moment. Extreme anger and extreme pity were repeatedly intertwined in his eyes, and finally turned into a tear, but the tears only appeared in an instant. When he raised his dagger and killed Ling Feng, a black and dark emotion covered his eyes, making his wife like two black holes, and there was no trace of humanity.

Ji Yan used only one pair of eyes to perfectly interpret Ling Tao from the whole process of madness by reason, and his face was as hard as stone from beginning to end. The camera moves down and begins to shoot his hand, but even so, his acting can still be seen through this hand. The blue veins on the back of the hand, the white bones, and the slightly trembling wrists all tell the pain of this person.

Xiao Jiashu stared at the display screen, and even the eyeballs forgot to turn. After a long while, I went to see Ji Yan, and my heart yelled and shouted. This is the first time he realized that the acting is a tangible, divine, and full of vitality. If someone says that they are illusory and can't see what they can't catch, it's because they have never met an actor like Ji Wei. He played Ling Tao, his acting is full of soul!

Xiao Jiashu didn't care what he was doing. He almost hungrily watched Ji Jin's performance over and over again. The shock in his heart was hard to say.

At the same time, Ji Yan is also watching the performance of Xiao Jiashu. At first, his dawn was very focused, but gradually began to drift, followed by a bit of hot iron, holding a fist into the lips, coughing twice, it seems awkward. He looked at Xiao Jiashu after a while, and after seeing each other repeatedly, he looked at the other side without any sense. His eyes were always on the screen, and he had to walk away silently.

He stood next to him for a few minutes, and he listened to Luo Zhangwei’s palm and smiled. “OK, this is over! Xiao Jiashu, Ji Wei, you both have time to eat, and then continue to shoot the first second mirror.”

The people around me sneaked away, and although they all had laughs on their faces, psychological activities were more complicated than one. The actor who opened the gambling had to return the gambling back. Xiao Jiashu didn’t have ng at all, losing all of them. What is useless, only knows the second generation of the wealthy, and has no acting skills? Who said this? Is the face swollen?

Xiao Jiashu knows nothing about his victory. He is immersed in the performance of Ji Jishen. He sees each other and looks at him with a gentle smile on his face. He turned red and turned and ran. He suddenly discovered that the seasons on the screen are completely different from the seasons in real life. Once on the silver screen, his charm is like a black hole that attracts everyone's attention.

Ji Yan was slightly stunned by Xiao Shaoye’s shy gesture, and at the end he shook his head and laughed.

Fang Kun brought the lunch to the season to go to the nanny car. Lin Leyang didn't play in the afternoon, lying in the back seat, and heard the door open and quickly climbed up. "Jie Ge, is the food cold? Or will I go out to help you buy it?"

"No, I have to go to the filming later, there is no time." Ji Xian said, "You don't care about me, continue to sleep."

"I can't sleep. Your coat is dirty, change it to a clean one? Anyway, the suit jacket is a style, the audience can't see it." Seeing the wet marks on the back of the season, Lin Leyang's light is dark.

"Do not change, the second mirror followed by the plot of the first mirror, if there is no tear marks on Ling Tao's clothes, does it mean to wear it? If the tear marks dry when I start shooting, I have to wet it, these small films Details you have to pay attention to in the future, no matter whether the director or the drama has no reminder, you have to remember in your heart." Ji Yan picked up the chopsticks but did not start, after a moment of silence, sighed, "Fang Kun, I remember Deng Lao once I have said this: First-class actors can explore the art of performance from the most embarrassing, sad, and even the most fearful life experience. Xiao Jiashu will be a first-class actor in the future."

Fang Kun is not a layman. How can he not see the potential of Xiao Jiashu? I can't help but sigh. "I finally agree with one sentence. As an art, performances are more value-oriented than hard work. Some people will be acting, some people will be acting. Struggling for a lifetime, the level is only in the middle, this is life!"

When I heard the dialogue between the two people, Lin Leyang shimmered in the light, and could not help but swear: What type do I belong to? Have talent or no talent? Why do some people have everything in their lives, but some people have nothing, can they fight on their own? No, this sentence is definitely wrong. As long as you work hard, all dreams will be realized.

Ji Yan looked at him with a slight voice. "Le Yang, you have both talent and people, and you will be successful in the future."

Lin Leyang’s spirit was alive and he thanked him.