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This was the first time Fu Shuli saw Xuanye crying, the young man just looked at him blankly, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, looking at Xuanye's appearance, Fu Shuli suddenly felt a sore heart.

Even Xuanye didn't expect that he would have such a reaction. He wiped away his tears and laughed at himself: "Sorry, I overreacted."

Fu Shuli shook his head: "This is very good, it proves that you are in the play."

Xuanye smiled wryly, and remembered his mood just now, if it was so painful to enter the play, he would rather not enter the play.

Fu Shuli pulled a tissue and handed it to Xuan Ye, saying, "Do you want to rehearse first?"

Xuan Ye nodded, tomorrow's play is very difficult, if he doesn't rehearse in advance, it is estimated that the play will get stuck and Zhang Yihe will go crazy.

The two had no rivalry, so Fu Shuli just sat aside and said to Xuan Ye, "Try it first to find out how you feel."

Xuan Ye nodded and said yes.

Compared with Fu Shuli, his changes are almost completely changed.The makeup this time deliberately emphasized the depth of his contours, deepened the eye sockets and bags under the eyes, and added a few thin wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.Xuanye's hair has also grown, and it is different from the original cut. Now he combs all his hair back, revealing a full forehead. Xuanye frowned slightly, imitating the sense of superiority of the businessman Jiang Haoran, making him look sharp and heavy .

Twenty years later, Jiang Haoran will be in his 20s, which is not very old, but the current Xuanye obviously does not show that state.

To express the difference in age, the makeup is actually secondary, and the key is the difference in the performers' movements, voices and eyes.

At the beginning, Xuanye didn't know how to play a middle-aged man who was 20 years older than him, and the movements and eyes he made seemed a little funny and uncomfortable.

But he quickly adjusted his state. He imagined the images of those middle-aged men in his mind, selected the parts that fit the middle-aged Jiang Haoran, and then, when he opened his eyes again, looked at the image in the mirror. He himself was obviously much better than last time, and Xuanye's eyes showed the peculiar deepness of middle-aged men.

But this is not enough, it is far from his ideal performance.

When he was at a loss, Fu Shuli's voice intervened: "Your problem is that you have not entered the role, you are just acting."

Xuanye nodded, in fact he felt it too, but he was a little out of order.

Fu Shuli: "For you, the best way to perform is to experience the role. You have to completely become Jiang Haoran in order to really perform this scene well. One of the difficulties in this scene is to perform the middle-aged Jiang Haoran's voice and appearance , Another difficulty is the expression of his complex emotions. You have to be mentally prepared, this scene is the most difficult scene in your performance, and it is also the highest point of your emotional outburst."

Xuanye nodded, knowing that the challenge was great, but he was inexplicably excited, and even began to look forward to tomorrow's performance.

"Emotional brewing is more difficult, let's practice the first one first, and show the middle-aged Jiang Haoran." Fu Shuli stretched out his hand and pressed Xuanye's chest, "You try to say a few lines first."

This was the first time that Fu Shuli had touched him on his own initiative, and Xuanye's body froze immediately.

Fu Shuli noticed that the hearts of his subordinates were beating faster and faster, thinking that Xuan Ye was nervous, so he kindly comforted him: "I just want to remind you of the pronunciation of middle-aged male voices. The uncle's voice should use chest resonance, and the voice should be lower and thicker. , try saying a word."

Xuanye wanted to listen carefully at first, but when he saw Fu Shuli's hand on his chest, his heart beat faster and faster, his mind went blank for an instant, and he completely stopped.

Fu Shuli didn't know about this, he put his hand on Xuanye's chest, and said word by word: "Open your mouth and read to me 'I am Jiang Haoran'."

Xuanye's heart beat wildly: "I am Jiang Haoran..."

Fu Shuli interrupted him: "It's too weak, do it again, lower your voice, imagine you playing hache, and find the state of chest vibration."

Xuanye paid attention to his technique, and said again: "I am Jiang Haoran."

Fu Shuli: "It's much better than before. Take some time to practice and practice. It's best to get used to speaking in this voice in the past few days."

Xuan Ye tried a few more times and found it was not difficult, then he pretended to be an uncle: "Do you think I can do this?"

Compared with Xuanye's usual youthful voice, the voice of these words was low and magnetic. Fu Shuli was inexplicably picked up, and suddenly blushed, and his legs were a little weak.In order to maintain his dignity, Fu Shuli immediately put on a straight face, regained the reserve of his predecessors, and said: "These are what you should learn when you learn acting. Even if you don't go to school, you should enroll in a class later For a moment, not every filming can meet people like me."

Xuanye smiled lowly: "Well, I still remember, you are the best to me."

Xuanye's voice still had the magnetism of a middle-aged voice, and it exploded in Fu Shuli's ears. Fu Shuli felt that his ears were numb, and he blushed a little, and said stiffly: "I... I just think you are too good, I don't allow the person I'm playing with to be so bad. Even if it's someone else, I'll teach him the same!"

Xuanye raised his eyebrows, his eyes were inexplicably dangerous: "You will do the same to others?"

Under the pressure of the other party, Fu Shuli had no choice but to admit: "...well, I only taught you in this detail."

Xuanye finally felt comfortable. He stretched out his hand and rubbed Fu Shuli's head, and said with a light smile, "That's about the same."

Fu Shuli's ears turned red instantly.

The next day, several nanny cars drove into the elementary school deep in the mountains.It was Saturday, the school was on holiday, and there were only a few reception staff in the school.The set has been set up in advance, and the filming will officially start after a simple walk.

The camera was ready to be in place, and the middle-aged Jiang Haoran walked into the camera.

The famous entrepreneur Jiang Haoran came to a remote rural primary school and was warmly received by the principal.

Jiang Haoran patiently listened to the principal's introduction, and finally, after the other party was about to continue a new round of chatter, Jiang Haoran politely and forcefully interrupted the principal's words, and took the initiative to say: "Is Qi Ke your teacher here?"

The headmaster had a clear expression: "That's right, so you came to look for Qi Ke too?"

Jiang Haoran was surprised: "Are there many people looking for him?"

Principal: "It didn't exist before. You may not know it. He was sent to our school after committing a crime. So there was no one to visit in the first few years. It's so pitiful. The teachers in the school also I don't like him very much, but I can't stand his skills. The students I teach are all very smart. The first batch of one-book books were released. The parents were so happy that they almost dragged their children to kneel down to him He taught more and more good students, and more and more parents and students came to visit him later.”

I don't know what he thought of, but a faint smile appeared on Jiang Haoran's face: "He is like this, serious and serious, so responsible for others, but he doesn't know how to treat himself better."

Principal: "That's right, Qi Ke is a good comrade. Especially after the media reported him, the society's donations to the school have also increased."

Jiang Haoran was inexplicably proud, Qi Ke deserved to be Qi Ke, he could live so well even in this environment.

While talking, the two walked to the school's bulletin board, and the school proudly posted the students who had been admitted to college in the past, in order to motivate these poor children.

On the other side of the bulletin board is the introduction of the school teacher. Jiang Haoran's eyes fell on Qi Ke's photo, and he looked at it almost greedily.This photo was taken too early, and Qi Ke was almost the same as 20 years ago, which reminded Jiang Haoran of their warmth back then.

The principal was a little curious: "Boss Jiang knew Teacher Qi before?"

Jiang Haoran: "Well, we have a very good relationship."

The headmaster was stunned: "Then why do you..."

Since the relationship is very good, why haven't you come to see Qi Ke for so long?But looking at the appearance of this entrepreneur, the principal did not say that sentence.

Jiang Haoran: "What's wrong?"

The principal shook his head again and again: "It's nothing!" Afraid of being spotted by the other party, he continued, "Actually, since the media reported on Qi Ke, more and more people came to see him. Although Qi Ke is still an ordinary teacher, his life Much better than when he first came."

The thought of seeing Qi Ke later made Jiang Haoran happy, and he couldn't help but look forward to it on his tense face.

Under the leadership of the principal, he went around for a long time, inquiring about Qi Ke's every detail, wishing to make up for the 20 years of his absence, and even volunteered to donate 100 million yuan to the school to improve the quality of teaching. .The headmaster smiled until his eyes narrowed, and he brought Jiang Haoran to a dilapidated bungalow, and introduced, "This is the room that Qi Ke lived in back then."

The room is a uniform yellow-brown color, small and shabby, but under Qi Ke's care, everything is in order, showing a warm feeling.Thinking of Qi Ke living here all these years, Jiang Haoran's heart ached.But in a blink of an eye, he became happy again. Now that he is here, he will be able to lead Qi Ke out of the sea of ​​suffering immediately.

Jiang Haoran turned around before asking, "Where does Qi Ke live now?"

"This..." The headmaster showed embarrassment, and his speech became hesitant.

Jiang Haoran immediately sensed that the principal had something to hide from him, and his voice became cold: "Is there anything hard to say?"

Having been in the top position for many years, Jiang Haoran can make people tremble with fear just by frowning.The principal was frightened by his expression, he couldn't say that sentence no matter what, he just said: "I'll take you to find him."

Jiang Haoran turned to leave, but suddenly, an inexplicable emotion took control of him, as if he had sensed something, he froze, lowered his head and glanced at the bedside.

Principal: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Haoran shook off the strange feeling in his mind, and said to the principal, "Let's go quickly."

"Card!" Zhang Yihe yelled, "Xuanye's mirror is over, Fu Shuli is ready!"

Fu Shuli's scene mainly shows Qi Ke's life before his death. It is a scene in which Jiang Haoran enters Qi Ke's room. Through editing, time and space will merge. They appear in the same screen, but not at the same time.

“Staff ready!”

"Action!"

Qi Ke smiled and said goodbye to the students outside the room. As soon as the door closed, the smile on his face disappeared. He frowned and sat on the chair by the door.My leg has been injured for many years, although I can no longer walk, but whenever it rains, I will feel a dull pain.

He squeezed his aching left leg, and after a long time, leaning on crutches, he got up to wash.Then he sat on the bedside and read a book for a while, then lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.

In the middle of the night, Qi Ke suddenly woke up from his dream. He clutched the clothes on his chest tightly, and opened his mouth to breathe rapidly—this is the manifestation of a cardiovascular disease attack.

The overwork of teaching and farming in the early years made Qi Ke's health worse and worse. At the age of 50, he was already suffering from diseases, and he was suffering from illnesses every night.

Qi Ke thought that this time it would be the same as usual, at most half an hour would pass.But gradually, he noticed that something was different this time.

In the dark room, Qi Ke closed his eyes peacefully on the bed, and never got up again.

……

A few months later, Jiang Haoran stood beside Qi Ke's bed, and he felt a palpitation without coming. He seemed to have noticed something, and stood there in a daze, but his eyes fell on the bed, and there was nothing there.

Jiang Haoran turned his head and said to the principal, "Let's go quickly."

The principal led Jiang Haoran down a muddy path, the side of the road was full of weeds, and further ahead was a gardenia forest, full of large white flowers, exuding a strong fragrance.

When passing a steep slope, the principal stopped for a while and said, "Qi Ke's leg was broken here. It rained heavily that year, and he went to the countryside to pick up his child from school. The road was too slippery, and he accidentally fell down while carrying the child on his back." Cliff. Sigh...he is also sincere, the child was well protected by him, but he himself was injured."

Looking at the steep slope, Jiang Haoran felt a little distressed, but he quickly comforted himself that it was okay, he would find the best doctor to treat him, and even if he couldn't cure it, he would not dislike Qi Ke's lame leg.

Thinking of this, Jiang Haoran couldn't wait even more.He urged the principal: "Let's go."

Drenched in cold sweat, the headmaster continued to move forward. After turning a corner, he stopped.

Jiang Haoran: "Why don't you leave? Haven't you arrived yet?"

The headmaster's voice trembled a little: "It's...it's here..."

Jiang Haoran: "Where?"

The headmaster stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointing to a small dirt bag covered with grass.

Jiang Haoran was at a loss for a moment: "What?"

The headmaster continued to point at the little dirt bag.

Jiang Haoran: "Where's Qi Ke?! Where is he?"

The principal's voice trembled: "He's right there!"

Jiang Haoran grabbed the principal's collar and looked fiercely: "What do you mean?!"

The principal yelled: "Qi Ke is dead!!"

Then he slipped from Jiang Haoran's hands and fell to the ground.

Jiang Haoran froze in place, with an unbelievable expression on his face, as if he saw something terrible, and couldn't help but take a few big steps back.

The headmaster muttered in a low voice: "He's been dead for almost a year, you two are still on good terms..."

Jiang Haoran stared blankly at the little dirt bag. The next moment, he ran to the grave like a lunatic, knelt on the ground and started digging the dirt with his hands.It's a pity that when he dug his nails off, he could only leave slight marks on the ground. He found that he couldn't do anything with the land. Jiang Haoran angrily pulled the weeds, but found that he couldn't even pull the weeds. Sitting on the ground, holding Qi Ke's tombstone and crying bitterly.

Xuanye felt as if he had completely turned into a 40-year-old Jiang Haoran. He carried the superiority of a superior, the grief of losing his lover, and the madness of emotional explosions.

Then he thought of Qi Ke's experience in these years, and couldn't help but get red eyes.

The crying of middle-aged people is restrained, but it is precisely because of this restraint that their crying appears more forbearing and mournful.Jiang Haoran is a selfish person and a persistent person. He abandoned too much in the process of advancing, but when he turned around after he became famous, he realized that what he pursued were all insignificant external things, but he left behind his most precious that person.

The camera zooms in and out, and finally freezes on Xuanye's broken and crying face.

Xuanye was just crying silently at first, but gradually, his shoulders began to twitch, and big tears fell down, but just crying was far from being able to vent the grief in his heart, he started to yell, roared, and let out a cry like a wild animal. The cry at a glance seemed to be the only way to make himself feel better through this primitive way.

He lowered his head, his face was covered with snot and tears, and even the saliva was dripping down, looking funny and ridiculous.But no one at the scene laughed at him. Everyone was affected by his emotions and couldn't help but have red eyes. Many staff couldn't bear to watch, and went to a distance and started crying.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I was wrong..." He apologized over and over again, but no one answered him again.

I don't know when Zhang Yihe called "Cut", the staff silently closed their work, but Xuanye still held the prop tombstone, tears streaming down his face.His voice was hoarse from screaming just now, but now he seemed to have no strength, but was crying silently.Compared with the crying just now, this appearance is even more sad.

Fu Shuli sighed, handed over a tissue with red eyes, and said, "It's all over."

Xuanye hadn't been able to get away from the emotion just now, when he saw Fu Shuli coming over, he hugged him and cried again.

Fu Shuli was also a little moved. He patted Xuanye's back and coaxed softly: "It's okay, it's all fake, and it's over now."

Xuanye hugged Fu Shuli's waist, his voice was terribly hoarse: "I know, but I'm afraid..."

He was afraid that he would make a mistake like Jiang Haoran, and that Fu Shuli would really leave him one day like Qi Ke did.

Fu Shuli didn't speak, but gave the other party a warm and strong hug.

Looking at the replay in the machine, even Zhang Yihe didn't expect that Xuanye would perform so well, and it passed in just one shot.

He thought that Xuanye would also carry the burden of being an idol like those idol stars, and he would have scruples when performing, worrying about whether he would look good in front of the camera, and he would be reluctant to let go.But Xuan Ye didn't have it at all. His crying scene was really imageless, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was ugly.But no one laughed at him, everyone was moved by him.

Newcomers are monsters.

Zhang Yihe could already predict that on the day the movie was released, everyone would be infected by his emotions.

And the entire film and television industry will also break into a fierce newcomer actor.