There is light in the deep sea

To say that this drama still has a good story is to look at it from the perspective of Jiang Xichen's character.

For Xie Wu, his role is to achieve Jiang Xichen in this story.More than [-]% of his scenes are played against Jiang Xichen, and the function of the role can be described as simple and rough.

The relationship between the two characters can be divided into two stages.

In the early days, Xie Wu himself was still a young man with little experience in the world, and Jiang Xichen, who was set to be ten years younger than himself, was more like a pair of brothers. He accompanied him to do all the little bad things that young people would do, and also helped him meet the heroine .In the middle and late stages, the family of the two fell into decline, Jiang Xichen's character's parents died, and only the little uncle depended on each other.

At this stage, the uncle and nephew not only faced common difficulties, but also shouldered their own difficulties and responsibilities, and gradually embarked on different paths in the torrent of the times.At this time, the role of the little uncle to the little nephew is more reflected in setting off the progress and trendiness of the other party. When implemented in the plot, Xie Wu mainly does one thing...to prevent the little nephew from being with the heroine.

"Alas? Alas...why should I stop him from being with the heroine? Just because the girl has a different political stand?" Xie Wu stared at the script and murmured softly to himself, apparently dissatisfied with the logic of the script for his character Setting, smacking left and right, I feel that the motivation is not reasonable enough, and I can't bear to change the play.

Glancing out of the corner of the eye, I saw Jiang Xichen memorizing his lines, earnestly devoting himself to it, and being well-behaved and pleasant.He watched it quietly for a while, and then there was an irreversible doubt in his heart, is this kid really such a good student?

Even though the two of them have been together in the group these days, he has already truly felt Jingjing's description of Jiang Xichen's fascination, such as high EQ, high IQ, being kind to people, and loving people-in fact, not to mention Watching how Jiang Xichen gets along with others, even his own personal experience can be called a spring breeze.

At any time, Jiang Xichen makes people feel his good upbringing. His politeness and easy-going reveal the vitality and cheerfulness of a young man in his twenties. Looking at him with a squinting smile, he is focused and radiant, making people involuntarily infected by him.

And this is somewhat different from the commercial image packaged by the brokerage company and the media.

When Xie Wu strolls on the street in his free time, he often sees the advertising posters he endorses. In the pictures, he looks a little cool.That kind of expression is easy to be empty and exaggerated, but his control over subtle expressions is quite delicate, and the coolness he shows is quite convincing.

Especially the eyes, always make Xie Wu feel that his eyes are cold, and his heart is also cold.Therefore, Xie Wu's imagination of him has always stayed in the temperament created by the poster, and he firmly believes in it.

However, now that half a month has passed since we worked together, Jiang Xichen, whom he firmly believes in, has no clue. This child is always seen as a little milk dog, and he is still a hardworking, studious, and respectful little milk dog.

Now, except for the heroine and Fa Xiao, all the actors who play with him in the play are older than him, and they also act as elders. Every time he is not in the play, he will pour a cup of tea and find a free "elder" to learn from.At this moment, he nestled beside Xie Wu and recited his words, just to ask for advice at any time.What a kid who couldn't fault anything.

Xie Wu pulled back his thoughts and thought about it.He rolled up the script and patted the other person on the shoulder.

He raised his head over there, his eyes were a little dazed, and he could see that he was very involved in reciting the words.

Xie Wu said: "Ask you, why do you think I prevented you from being with Lan Yun?"

Jiang Xichen showed a thoughtful expression, thought for a while, and replied with a little hesitation: "On the surface, it is because you are aware that there is an underground force behind Lan Yun, and you hate the underground party, so although you have confirmed that I am already Putting myself into the underground party, I still don’t want me to be with my comrades-in-arms. In fact..." He paused, looked into Xie Wu's eyes, and said in a slightly erratic tone, "This is just my own random brainstorming Think about it, don’t joke when you say it.”

Xie Wu said, "It's not a joke."

Jiang Xichen said: "Actually, the little uncle doesn't want the nephew he raised to be with anyone. He is attached to the nephew and the two in his heart, and he hopes to live like this for the rest of his life."

After finishing speaking, he pursed the corners of his lips, stared at Xie Wu and asked carefully: "Little uncle, is what I said reasonable?"

Xie Wu supported half of his head with his right hand, and nodded to meet his gaze: "This logic is quite novel, do you have any more detailed views?"

Jiang Xichen saw that his attitude was positive, so he let go of the discussion: "It turns out that there is my father and your eldest brother at home, and you are your own young master, and you don't think about anything. But the situation changes and the family falls overnight. You There is nothing left, and I have to drag a nephew like me, and at the same time you only have me. Between you and me, although you are the protector, you must rely on me during those difficult years , this dependence and possessive desire are entangled, so whether I am with Lan Yun or Bai Yun, you will stop me, even you can't explain the logical reason."

Hearing this, Xie Wu couldn't help but nodded: "The idea is pretty good."

Jiang Xichen smiled, holding half of his head in the opposite direction to him, facing him, with a pair of eyes fixed on him, clear and focused.This is a very ambiguous and intimate gesture even though it is at a safe distance. If it wasn't for his innocent smile, Xie Wu would have doubted his intentions.

"Little uncle, do you think your character's motives are too flimsy, and you want to add some foreshadowing?"

Yo!Such sharp eyes!Xie Wu was secretly surprised, with a calm face: "Why didn't you communicate with me about the idea you just said?"

Jiang Xichen stuck out his tongue in embarrassment: "Oh, I've said it all, I just thought about it randomly, and I never showed such a mentality to my little uncle from the beginning to the end in the script. Strictly speaking, my idea is the same as Like a fellow, how dare you come up with your own thoughts on reviewing questions..."

Quite self-aware.Xie Wu laughed when he heard this: "You also know that you are reviewing questions?"

"Ah?" Jiang Xichen was stunned for a moment, and then, the ease and joy of being affirmed just now was wiped away by his pouting mouth, and he became clearly disappointed, and muttered in an aggrieved tone, "So, you didn't agree with me at all. "

Xie Wu saw his expression of joy and anger, on the one hand he became more and more uncertain about what kind of child he was, on the other hand he found it funny.

He lowered his eyelashes, his eyes fell on the corner of Jiang Xichen's unhappy mouth, and he said, "Hey, do you do the same to others?"

"How is it?"

"Ah, coquettish!"

Jiang Xichen raised his eyes: "Am I acting like a baby?"

Xie Wu's smile was even more playful: "It's not about acting like a baby, why are you wronged?"

Jiang Xichen frowned silently, probably recalling his performance just now, and then shook his head seriously: "I didn't act like a baby, I was really a little frustrated, and finally I had the courage to communicate with you from the perspective of the little uncle. On the answer sheet, there is a sentence of 'good answer', and then a big cross, whoever it is, shouldn't be sad?"

"Oh." Xie Wu sat up straight, shrugging his shoulders, "You have checked the wrong question, and you blame the outline and the marking teacher?"

Jiang Xichen glanced at him and stopped talking.After staring at the shooting scene in the distance for a while, he lowered his head to recite the words.

Xie Wu also flipped through the script, but in the end he gave up the idea of ​​going to the director to change the play, and instead tried to figure out a new way of acting.

Jiang Xichen soon discovered that when Xie Wu acted opposite him, the emotions and emotions given to the characters had subtle changes.

According to the script, the little uncle gradually established a feudal patriarchal mentality and attitude towards his nephew, and prevented his nephew from getting married, but only rudely showed his authority. The more inner and deeper portrayal of this character is No.

And after Xie Wu gave that subtle change to the character, even Jiang Xichen, who was standing opposite him, could clearly feel the pain of his little uncle's love-hate relationship and torment. An originally functional character became flesh and blood and soul. , the whole child visibly vivid to the naked eye.

In the scene where his uncle and nephew broke up, his pain was the most intense and depressing.

"I said before, you can't be with that rough little girl, you are not suitable! I..." The little uncle opened his mouth slightly, with some unspeakable words in his throat, looking at the stern eyes of his nephew As if discouraged, she blinked her eyes, feeling helpless, her eyes were still on him, but she didn't put her words in place, and her words seemed to be insincere.

"For your own good, I will find you a suitable marriage. Now that the situation is so tense, our family's foundation is not enough for those big people to get stuck between their teeth. Listen to my little uncle and think more about our family, okay? "

The nephew sneered: "That sounds good! For the sake of this family? Who else is in this family? Isn't it just you? Until now, are you still so selfish and only think about yourself?!"

Hearing such undisguised interrogation, the little uncle was startled inwardly, and suddenly looked up, only to see a cold and sarcastic smile stretched on that young face, which at first glance was as solid as a wall of iron, but upon closer inspection, one could see the corners of his eyes After working so hard, the trembling in his eyes was barely steady.

——At this moment, facing the little uncle whom he no longer trusts and no longer needs to rely on, this young man wanted to treat him simply as an enemy, but he couldn't break through the emotion that blood is thicker than water, so he had to redouble his cruelty to arm himself, saying the last If you hurt someone, expect the other person to be completely disappointed in you, so that you can relieve yourself of the burden.

After a relatively short while, the little uncle raised the corner of his mouth and let out a self-deprecating smile.He took two steps back and leaned against a desk, distanced himself from his nephew, and silently stared at this familiar yet unfamiliar child.

That gaze was extremely complicated, and that look was indescribably long.

He understood him, but it was impossible for him to understand him.

"You go, I don't ask where you are going." The little uncle spoke extremely slowly, and his tone was as light as breath. He looked up at a random place and said, "When you get there, I will give you my dream. Let go of your hands and feet, don't... don't worry about this family anymore."

After speaking, he chuckled lightly.

After that, he raised his hand and pulled the coat on his body, without looking at the nephew he raised with his own hands, he passed him and walked out of the living room where the two were in a leisurely manner.

The camera chased his figure, and through the door, he became farther and farther away, smaller and smaller, and vaguely heard him humming the libretto of "Zuo Gong": "I think Ssangyong would have a bloody battle back then, only to kill blood into rivers of bones Heaping mountains, only killing the generals of the Yang family to scatter here and there, only killing all the sons and daughters to roll off the saddle..."

The nephew watched his little uncle off, feeling relieved and unable to overcome the pain of parting.

The camera shot Jiang Xichen's face for half a minute, and the director finally shouted "ka" and praised: "Xiaochen did a good job! His eyes are wonderful!"

"Thank you Director Li!" Jiang Xichen reluctantly smiled at Li Fan behind the monitor, and then ran away.

The scene entered the break time, and everyone took out their mobile phones one after another.

After a while, Xie Wu, who had just disappeared from the camera, ran back with a bottle of mineral water. He glanced at the scene and saw people bowing their heads. He didn't see Jiang Xichen, so he grabbed someone casually and asked, "Hey, my nephew Woolen cloth?"

"I don't know, go back to the dressing room? His next action scene!"

Xie Wu thought for a while, and he had an inexplicable premonition, which told him that it was best not to go to his nephew.But he was born with a low nature, the more he realized this, the more he would not listen to himself. After wandering for a while, he still went to Jiang Xichen's dressing room by some mysterious accident.

There was only Jiang Xichen in the dressing room, and Jingjing didn't know where she was busy, and she hadn't come yet.Xie Wu saw the child sitting in a chair with his head bowed. He didn't have a mobile phone in his hand, but he was wearing a full-fledged head-bowling style.

"What are you thinking?" He walked over, looked down at Jiang Xichen, and was about to pat that furry head when the other party raised his head, which startled him.

It's not that the raised head was too sudden, but that Jiang Xichen cried.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you still crying?" Xie Wu sighed, not comforting, but teasing.

However, Jiang Xichen didn't pick him up, and suddenly got up and hugged him.His clothes were very cold, even his body was shaking slightly, only his breath was warm.The child hugged him tightly, wrapped his hands around his neck, buried his face in the neck socket in front of his eyes, and spoke in a nasal voice.

"He's so stupid. If it were me, I would never leave little uncle. Certainly not."