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Chapter 327 Philip

I'm Philip.

I have wealth that ordinary people envy, money that cannot be spent in a few lifetimes.

I love sports, paragliding and skydiving.

I appreciate music, Chopin Bach.

I feast on art, Van Gogh Monet.

If God hadn't imprisoned my soul by accident, if God hadn't made me lose the love of my life, then I would be an elegant nobleman, and I would truly be myself.

I will not face people's sympathetic eyes, I will not have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life, I will be able to soar in the sky and dive deep into the bottom of the sea, and I will be able to face the living world with dignity.

It's just that life is what it is now.

My heart is lingering, pondering so far.

The cameras in the room began to record faithfully, and the production manager set the location and radio according to the director's request.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Gan Jing squinted his eyes slightly, completely ignoring the staff walking around. He opened his eyes faintly until the sound of a board beating sounded, and became Philippe, a French man.

The shots of the complete story start from the performance of the applicants outside the room, but when filming, they directly shoot the intercepted scenes.

This requires actors to quickly enter the performance state and be able to understand the logic of the performance before and after.

Driss, played by the black actor Omar, pushes the door and enters the room. He wears a brown leather jacket over a gray sweater. Work.

"Don't care" is the core point of Rideris in this scene.

Omar felt that he was in good condition, walked to the desk and glanced at the woman sitting behind the desk and Gan Jing in the wheelchair behind her.

Just seeing Gan Jing's glance, he suddenly couldn't grasp the previous impression of that oriental man.

Ok?
Omar was stunned for a moment, but quickly regained his senses—even so, Director Olivier behind the camera still noticed the disharmony, but he didn't interrupt, just smiled and continued to look down.

"Hello, I would like to ask you to sign a document." Oma put one hand on his hips and handed the document to the table with the other, showing a little more caution towards rich people.

"You're welcome, please sit down." Audrey, who was handling the job fair, showed a surprised expression.

Omar's eyes shot back and forth between Audrey and Gan Jing. He didn't sit down, but showed a trace of joking when he heard Audrey's question "Do you have any experience?"

"Ah, I have favorite singers." Omar deliberately misinterpreted the meaning, "For example, 'Culban' Earth, Wind and Fire Orchestra."

He nodded, and asked a little proudly, "Is my taste good?"

Audrey behind the desk didn't answer. She turned to look at Gan Jing who was in the wheelchair behind her. Now it's his turn.

Philip, played by Gan Jing, is paralyzed in a high position. He can only move his head. After the black guy entered the room, he remained silent.

Philip has been paralyzed for a long time, and the pain he goes through is not often revealed to others.

"I don't know them." Philip said in a non-surprised tone, and showed his politeness by the way, "Please sit down."

"If you don't even know them, then you don't know anything about music." Omar still didn't sit down, and said bluntly. At this moment, his sense of casualness was displayed again.

"Look, I don't think I'm unmusical. Even though I didn't hear that 'sur or something' you said..."

"No, it's Kulbang."

Gan Jing's dull face fluctuated, but it was fleeting.

He put away his lowered eyes just now, and slightly looked up at Omar who was still standing. The meaning in his eyes was more obvious: "What about you? Do you know Chopin? Schubert? Berlioz?"

"I don't know Berlioz?" Omar nodded exaggeratedly, "I'm surprised that you know Berlioz."

"I'm an expert." Gan Jing expressed his attitude with a smile on the corner of his mouth and hard blinking of his eyes.

Sitting in a wheelchair, only his head can move, and he can only use his expression and tone of voice to express his inner feelings. Gan Jing's expression is not ostentatious or excited, and only uses subtle changes to express fluctuations.

Just when Omar was finally about to sit down according to the script, a "click" outside the court interrupted his movements.

"This doesn't work." Director Olivier ordered.

There was a dislocation in Omar's expression. He wiped his forehead with his hand, sat down on the chair, and blurted out to Gan Jing who was still in the wheelchair: "Philip, you can... um, you can take a rest."

People in and out of the play feel differently. The audience seems to have a very simple role in the play, and maybe the actors are fully committed to it.

At this moment, Omar was not joking, but really expressed his inner feelings - Philip was sitting in the wheelchair, not Gan Jing!

Gan Jing was not surprised that Omar called himself by the name in the play. Although he was in the mood, he didn't have mind reading skills, so he didn't know what this black guy was thinking.

Director Olivier got up and walked over from behind the camera.

"Omar, what you did just now doesn't feel right, think about it and do it again." The director pointed out the problem, and let the actors find the solution first.

After Oliver finished speaking, he nodded to Philip in the wheelchair: "Forrest Gump's performance is fine."

Gan Jing sat in a wheelchair. Although he sat for a while, he didn't move his body. He still responded with his expression and eyes—"Well, I see, thank you."

Omar, who was resting on the side, took a breath, moved his throat, and was a little speechless.

"Director, I'm fine." About 5 minutes later, Omar said.

Click, beat the board.

Do it all over again.

Omar re-entered the door. He was thinking about his performance feeling just now. It should be that the switch between being cautious about the rich and not caring about work is not smooth.

Doing it all over again, it really continued.

The conversation continued, and he talked about pop music, which is something he is good at. Then, he explained that he didn't plan to apply for the job successfully, but just wanted to reject the signature so that he could get the subsidy.

After telling all these words, Omar's attitude obviously relaxed. He winked at Audrey behind the desk and flirted a little.

Gan Jing in the wheelchair didn't get angry when he saw all this, but just smiled gently.

This kind of smile is neither ceremonial nor social, it is just the smile of an elder who understands the youthful mind.

I thought this one should be able to pass, but at the last moment, the director Olivier still yelled to stop.

"It feels, it doesn't feel right."

Omar couldn't help asking: "Director, what's wrong?"

Olivier didn't get up, stared at the picture in the camera, thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Omar, your expression didn't match the change in A-Gump's eyes, pay attention to the rhythm of his leading the show."

It's okay to let a black man act with the experience he has had before, but let him experience the subtle changes in eyes and emotions, then it needs to be refined.

Omar swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and did not question the director's use of the term "leading the show". He turned his head to look at Philip, who was still numb in the wheelchair, and felt a little tight in his heart.

This Forrest Gump is a bit tricky.

(End of this chapter)