Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Chen Anzhi is a rare director who can balance commercial and artistic pursuits. Therefore, in his films, he can see both insight and thinking about human nature, as well as rich and wonderful plots.

The same is true of his new film. The type of story is suspense, but it also discusses the alienation of people in modern society, and the plot and theme complement each other.

"Anran you played was a woman who was forced to a desperate situation by pressure. She took risks and committed crimes. It seemed to wipe out human nature, but she still retained a trace of conscience." Chen Anzhi said, putting the script on the coffee table, "This is A very complicated character, no matter which actor it is, is a big challenge."

Ye Shengge was already attracted by the story. She took her hand out-this time, the man didn't stop it-picked up the script, turned to a certain page, and said something in her mouth.

"Can I try for a while?" She looked at Chen Anzhi eagerly.

Chen Anzhi nodded slightly: "Of course."

Ye Shengge laughed, immediately looked down at the script, wrote down a few lines, and then closed his eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the whole person's temperament had completely changed.

"He must die." Ye Shengge said, "Listen, at this point, he must die."

Her voice was low, with almost no ups and downs, a cold face, and every subtle expression on her face was strong and impatient.

Seeing Chen Anzhi, she cooperated with her to read the line: "No, I can't, that's... murder!"

"You have no choice." She suddenly raised her voice, her eyebrows beating violently, revealing a nervous smile, "The dead can keep a secret! Otherwise we will all be finished!"

Her tone was more intense, but hidden under this strength was the threat of endangerment. She seemed aggressive, but in fact, like a drowning man, she was desperately calling for help, as if no one could come. Stop her.

Chen Anzhi continued to read the line: "No... you have to do it yourself!"

Ye Shengge looked at him and seemed to shudder fiercely.

The redemption she waited for never appeared, so she eventually had to take this step.

"Okay, then I'll come." She spit out these words with her eyes wide, and her smile floated on her face like a mask. It seemed that at the same time she said this, she finally killed herself.

...

Ji Shiting was sitting beside her, his black eyes staring at her momentarily, as if he would not miss any of her micro-expressions.

This is the first time he saw Ye Shengge enter the scene.

He never imagined that this woman who would seem to be indifferent to nothing at all would have such amazing charm when performing. That charm has nothing to do with the human design itself, but with the huge contrast she showed. At this moment, she seemed to abandon her self and completely substituted herself into the role. At the same time, she also formed a huge vortex, so that the audience unconsciously followed her into the drama and felt her joys and sorrows.

Ji Shiting's pupils unconsciously contracted to the extreme, and his eyes were dyed a little hot.

This drama is only one minute, for Chen Anzhi, he has seen what he wants to see.

"Okay." He laughed.

Ye Shengge blinked a little dazedly, and it took a while to restore clarity.