My Dragon

Nan Huailin stayed up all night, staying up from the afternoon of the previous day to ten o'clock the next morning, reading the script of "My Father" through it.

After reading it, his only thought was: This role is really challenging.

The protagonist of "My Father" is a pair of adoptive fathers and sons. The adoptive father is Chen Bu, who is thirty-nine years old, and his adopted son is Chen Chi, who is twenty years old. They live in a shabby town on the border of Yunnan and Myanmar. They seem to have a peaceful life. Undercurrents, murder, drugs, sex, fraud, but these are hotbeds that breed lust. The repressive and strong love between Chen Bu and Chen Chi is the main thread that runs through. They are hurting each other. Love intensely, twisted and pure.

Both of these two roles are extremely complicated. For the first time in his life, Nan Huailin has become unconfident in his acting skills, especially the opponent actor.

Since studying at Nortel, Qi Gu has always been an idol worshipped by Nan Huai Lin. His acting skills are at the pinnacle, and any role can be mastered perfectly. He has won both domestic and foreign movie star awards, and he is the top male in China. Actor, no one.

It is an honor for him to be able to act with such an excellent actor, and it is also very stressful.

This time, he must go all out, for himself, even more for Philadelphia.

Putting down the script, Nan Huailin picked up the phone and called He Duanyang.

After two months of shooting "Out of My Life", he and He Duanyang have become good friends who talk about everything, and they often make appointments to work out together to eat and watch movies.

"What are you doing?" Nan Huailin asked.

"It's in the house." He Duanyang said.

"No show?" Nan Huailin asked again.

"No," He Duanyang said, "It's probably going to be a while."

"Then you come to play for me," Nan Huailin said, "I took a movie, the role is very difficult to play, I have to rehearse a few times before starting."

"Sure," He Duanyang was very refreshed, "I am idle anyway."

"Then tomorrow morning at nine o'clock," Nan Huailin said, "See you in the company's rehearsal room."

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

The next day, the two met in the rehearsal room on time.

Nan Huailin handed He Duanyang another copy of the script. He Duanyang looked down and was shocked: "Fuck! Wu Xinghai?! Really?!"

Nan Huailin had expected him to react this way, and smiled and said, "Really."

He Duanyang grabbed his hand: "Gou Fugui—"

"Don't forget each other," Nan Huailin said with a smile, "I know, don't waste time, I will tell you the plot first, and then we will start."

From this day on, Nan Huailin and He Duanyang went to the rehearsal room to play against each other every day, pondering the character’s psychology, expressions, movements, and tone bit by bit, and then wrote detailed comments on the script. Although it is difficult, but Both felt very enjoyable and couldn't stop it. This is the magical power of acting.

About a week later, Nan Huailin was called to the office by Shan Mingen, saying that Director Wu Xinghai asked the two leading actors to go to Lincang, Yunnan to experience life half a month in advance.

"Is it just me and Teacher Qi Gu going over, or the whole crew will go over?" Nan Huailin asked.

"The crew got there half a month ago," said Shan Mingen. "It is estimated that the preparations are almost done before we let you and Qi Gu go there."

Then you can play with Qi Gu, right?

Just think about it!

As soon as he came out of the office, Nan Huailin received a call from Ruan Xin and asked him to go to Fei Zheng's office, saying that he was looking for something.

Nan Huailin hurried over.

At the door, adjust your breathing, knock on the door, and push the door in when you get your permission.

Fei Zheng said, "Sit down on the sofa."

"Okay." Nan Huailin walked over and sat down, restrained from head to toe.

Fei Zheng got up from behind the desk, walked to the opposite of Nan Huailin and sat down, put a small velvet box in his hand on the table, and pushed it in front of him: "Philadelphia asked me to transfer it to you."

As early as when Fei Zheng said that he had something to give him, Nan Huailin had guessed it.

Fei Zheng said, "Open it and take a look."

Nan Huailin picked up the box and opened it. There was a ring lying inside. The shape was very simple, but the material was a bit special, not gold, silver or stone, so I couldn't see what it was.

Fei Zheng saw through his doubts and said quietly: "This ring is made of keel bones."

Nan Huailin was suddenly startled: "What, what?!"

Fei Zheng looked at him and asked abruptly: "Do you know how long the dragon's life span is?"

Nan Huailin shook his head: "I never asked him."

Fei Zheng said: "If you die naturally, it will be around one thousand eight hundred years."

Nanhuai Lin was silent.

The question he had been deliberately avoiding was caught off guard by Fei Zheng.

After knowing that Philadelphia is a dragon, Nan Huailin thought that the life span of a dragon must be much longer than that of a human, but he didn't expect it to be so long.

Even if he can live a hundred years, his life span is only one-eighteenth that of Philadelphia, which is insignificant.

Moreover, he is aging much faster than Philadelphia, and in another fifty years, he will become a crooked old man, but Philadelphia should be similar to what he is now, young, tall and handsome.

Thinking of this, my heart tingled faintly.

Fei Zheng went on to say: "Humans yearn for longevity, but for dragons, longevity is not such a happy thing. Living day after day, year after year, is actually a very boring thing. Philadelphia tells you Have you ever been to the Undersea City?"

Nan Huailin said: "I mentioned that it is the habitat of the dragon clan."

Fei Zheng said: "Undersea City is a city built by the Dragons on the bottom of the Atlantic Ocean for more than three hundred years. It has another name, Longxu, the market of Guixu."

Nan Huai Lin knew what Guixu meant, and probably guessed what Longxu meant, and looked at Fei Zheng in surprise.

"For a dragon who is tired of longevity, there are two choices." Fei Zheng said, "The first is to remove the dragon's tendons, to sleep in the sea of ​​Longxu, and die quietly. The second is to break the forty-ninth dragon bone. You can age and die at a normal rate just like humans."

Fei Zheng looked at the box in Nan Huailin's hand: "This ring is made of the forty-ninth keel of Philadelphia."

Nan Huai Lin was shaken by Fei Zheng's remarks.

He looked down at the ring in his hand, and suddenly tears flowed down.

Fei Zheng went on to say: "This is his choice. I can't dissuade it, but it doesn't mean I agree. If you dare to disappoint my brother..."

"I will never let him down," Nan Huailin didn't let him go on, "Never will."

Fei Zheng looked at him steadily, was silent for a long time, and said, "You can go now."

Nan Huailin wiped away the tears, got up and left.

When entering the elevator, the phone rang.

He hurriedly took out and looked at it, and it turned out to be a text message from Philadelphia.

Mr. Rabbit: This is a regular text message from your best handsome husband in the world~ Baby, did my brother give you the ring? This is my third gift to you. Put on this ring, you will always be my daughter-in-law in your life, enforce it, and you can't go back!

The tears that had just stopped welling up again.

Nanhuai Lin cried and laughed, took the ring out of the box and put it on the ring finger of his left hand. It was not too big or too small, just right.