Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 213 211. Chen Li'an burst into tears

What is the most important thing for an actor?

Chen Li'an has been thinking about this question for a long time. Now he has made several movies with different roles, but Chen Li'an has not found the answer yet.

The only character that touched him and allowed him to use his life to interpret it was the movie "Extreme Cold", and only the character Qi Lei made him feel close to his skin, understanding it from the bottom of his heart, and integrating his body and mind into that fictional character.

Use your own emotions and flesh and blood to turn the fictional character who only exists in the script into a real person.

The athletes in Winner are very good, the Mid-Autumn Festival in Fengyue is very good, Sanger in Red River Valley is very good, and even Wei Qing in Midnight Singing is also very good.

But none of these characters really touched Chen Li'an, making him feel trembling from the depths of his soul.

Originally, he thought that Okakawa in The Christ of Nanjing would be like this, a character that suited his personality very well, nothing more.

But at the end of the performance, he suddenly realized that things were different from what he imagined. The character of Okagawa gradually became part of his flesh and blood during the game between him and Yasuko Tomita.

Chen Li'an was holding a dry leaf with Okakawa's name written on it. He suddenly remembered the tenderness and sweetness he felt at that time when he taught Jinhua to write.

In the bright and spacious room, on the modified Japanese tatami, Jinhua was lying on the floor with pen and ink and clean rice paper in front of her. Okagawa held Jinhua's hand behind her back and taught her to write.

"This is your name, Jinhua." Okagawa said softly in Jinhua's ear.

Jinhua looked at the crooked words on the paper, read out her name, turned her head to look at Okazawa, smiled sweetly, and asked anxiously: "Teach me how to write your name."

"Okay." Okakawa took Jinhua's hand and wrote his name on the paper.

Jinhua looked at Okakawa's name carefully, trying to remember those words firmly in her mind, but she was very dissatisfied with her crooked handwriting and couldn't write his name so ugly.

"I wrote your name so ugly."

"Just practice more and it will be better. From now on, you can just write it several times a day."

"It's a waste. Paper is very expensive."

Okagawa rubbed her head lovingly and told her not to worry about these things. Jinhua happily wrote Okawa's name on the paper over and over again in Okawa's arms until all the paper was used up.

Jinhua lay on Okakawa's body, pulled off his home kimono, and said with a brush: "I want to write on you."

The mild afternoon sun shines in through the window. Okakawa is lying on the tatami, and Jinhua is sitting on him, piously and seriously writing his name on Okakawa's back with a brush.

Okakawa lay on the ground and felt the smooth touch of the ink-covered brush on his back. He felt a little itchy and his heartbeat was speeding up. He felt that he had really fallen in love with this girl who even took his name seriously.

The leaves in Chen Li'an's hand were blown by the wind and slowly fell to the ground. He picked up the leaves and recalled his thoughts. He was not sure whether he fell in love with her on the show or off-screen at that time.

There are no shots of Chen Li'an in the filming these days, but he will still go to the set every day to see Tomita Yasuko and Jinhua's life after being ruthlessly abandoned by Okagawa.

Only when beautiful things are destroyed can the greatest compassion in human nature be aroused. Chen Li'an silently watched Jinhua whose faith was destroyed and was defeated by life again.

Seeing her lose her source of livelihood, she had no choice but to return to the flower house in order to survive. She was deceived by the madam and bullied by a customer infected with the flower disease.

Watching her collapse due to the flower disease, watching her collapse while washing her body.

Watching her being deceived by a white man who said he was the Christ could take away her flower sickness. It seems that even though she is mentally disturbed, she is still kind-hearted and unwilling to infect others with the flower disease.

Watching her believe Hijikata, she stood on the street holding a steamed bun covered in the blood of the beheaded prisoner and ate it.

Watching her write Okawakawa's name on the leaves every day, watching her praying to Christ to return Okawakawa to her.

Chen Li'an has been watching all this with a cold eye, as if everything Jinhua encountered has nothing to do with him, and his heart is as hard as a stone.

But in his heart, Okakawa kept shouting and struggling, shouting crazily for Chen Li'an to save Jinhua. Chen Li'an closed his eyes and sat on the bow of the wooden boat, his body swaying gently with the boat, as if he remembered the scene when he met Jinhua for the first time.

In Chen Li'an's mind, he seemed to see Okagawa kneeling in the darkness praying for him to save Jinhua, seeing him constantly saying how much he loved Jinhua, seeing his regret, and seeing him crying bitterly.

In a daze, he saw him holding the child in front of his Japanese wife and smiling happily. He completely forgot about the golden flower in Nanjing, the girl who loved him deeply, and the girl who brought him joy. .

Chen Li'an opened his eyes, looked at the willow branches hanging down by the river bank, and murmured to himself: "Okakawa. What kind of person are you."

"Do you really love her, or are you hypocritically using your affection to deceive yourself from the condemnation of your conscience and the strange eyes of the world."

Chen Li'an sighed quietly. Looking at the blue sky, he always thought of the scene when he was with Tomita Yasuko. If he were Okazawa, would he fall in love with Jinhua?

After a long time, Chen Li'an sighed helplessly. If he were Okazawa, he would definitely fall in love with Jinhua.

So don't think so much.

When the boat docked, Chen Li'an got out from the other side of the cabin. When he passed through the small and dark cabin and stepped onto the bluestone shore, Chen Li'an had disappeared. The one who came ashore was Okazawa who emerged from the darkness. He came to save him. His beloved girl.

After meeting Jinhua again, all of Okagawa's grace disappeared, leaving only endless regret and heartache. Looking at Jinhua who was so crazy but still remembered that she loved him deeply, Okazawa also felt that he was going crazy.

Everyone in the crew looked at Chen Li'an and Tomita Yasuko in silence. Everything about the actors disappeared behind them, and only Okagawa and Jinhua stood in front of the camera.

Ou Dingping sat in front of the monitor, and his palms could not help but tremble slightly. He did not even dare to direct the camera on how to shoot, for fear that it would affect the performances of Chen Li'an and Tomita Yasuko.

This kind of performance does not require any shooting techniques. Just watching them can feel two real characters and a real emotion!

At this moment, Ou Dingping suddenly understood a truth. Great movies do not have fancy lens language. Too much of some things will only destroy the beauty of the movie, the actors' performances, and the truest emotions of the characters.

Some things are too much

If Chen Li'an knew Ou Dingping's thoughts, he would definitely ask him to write them down and send them to Director Cheng.

Farewell My Concubine is so well shot. There are no weird voice-overs or hazy filters, just the most touching stories and performances.

In the next two weeks, the shooting efficiency was so high that even the supporting actors were affected by the performances of Chen Li'an and Tomita Yasuko, and were led by them unconsciously, and the level of their performances was a bit higher.

Under the hazy sky in the early morning, Chen Li'an looked at Yasuko Tomita who was silent and gently grabbed her hand, as if he was reluctant to leave the last scene.

Yasuko Tomita turned her head and looked at Chen Li'an, her eyes filled with nostalgia. Then she gently pulled out her hand, turned to look at the camera that had been prepared and nodded lightly.

Ou Dingping took a deep breath and shouted: "Christ in Nanjing, the last scene, the last shot, begins!"

Jinhua was wearing a bright red scarf and Okagawa's hat on her head, and she was running staggeringly on the railway. A breeze blew, and the hat fell to the ground. There was no trace of Okagawa on her body. .

Okagawa followed Jinhua, looking at her back with fondness in his eyes, and determined to take her back to Japan and never be separated again.

Jinhua ran and smiled and seemed to have returned to her carefree self in the golden rapeseed field. Jinhua suddenly fell to the ground while running, and her bright red scarf slowly fell in the breeze.

Okagawa quickly ran over, hugged Jinhua in his arms, smiled and held up her head, like a doting father, gently wiping the broken grass blades on her face, but he didn't feel it Golden Flower's Breath.

Okakawa's hand froze, and the smile on his face froze. He gently stroked Jinhua's face with trembling hands. His throat seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't even say the word Jinhua.

Seeing Jinhua's bloodless and pale face, Okagawa held her tightly in his arms, his eyes filled with tears, his mouth slightly open and unable to make any sound, like a machine that was so sad that it had lost its soul.

Everyone in the crew who had been watching from the side had red eyes at this time, and tears fell uncontrollably from the corners of their eyes.

Ou Dingping felt a huge sadness coming over him while sitting on the small horse. At this moment, he suddenly realized that he might never be able to make such a movie again.

He was sad for Jinhua and Okazawa, and also felt sad for himself.

No one shouted to stop, and no one came forward to tell Chen Li'an and Tomita Yasuko that they had finished filming. Chen Li'an hugged her and his body kept shaking, and the tears in his eyes fell from his cheeks and dripped on Tomita Yasuko's face.

Warm tears were like huge rocks falling on Yasuko Tomita's heart. She was heartbroken because the man she loved most was crying for her.

Yasuko Tomita forgot everything, opened her eyes and looked at Chen Li'an, stretched out her hand to gently wipe away his tears, and said softly: "I'm still here, I'm still here."

The moment Yasuko Tomita spoke, Chen Li'an completely lost control of all his suppressed emotions. He hugged Yasuko Tomita and cried hoarsely, calling Jinhua over and over again.

Ou Dingping watched this scene and silently asked the photographer to turn off the camera, and then gestured for everyone to stop making noise and pack their things quietly.

The assistant director stood in the distance and looked at Chen Li'an, who was holding Yasuko Tomita and crying bitterly. He took a puff of cigarette and said to Ou Dingping in a hoarse voice: "Chen Li'an is too devoted, will he not be affected?"

Ou Dingping shook his head and said: "It's okay, leave it to Tomita Yasuko, and professional actors have their own methods of acting, so don't worry."

"Well, what should we do now?" The assistant director looked at Chen Li'an, who was unable to recover for a while, and then looked at the crew who had almost finished cleaning up, and said with some confusion: "Shall we just wait?"

"Wait." After Ou Dingping said that, he turned and left.

The assistant director stamped out the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at Chen Li'an, and couldn't help but mutter: "It is indeed worth waiting for, he is a good actor."

Tomita Yasuko leaned in Chen Li'an's arms and kept wiping his tears, saying over and over again that I am still here and the filming is over.

But Chen Li'an seemed to feel nothing. He was immersed in the emotion of losing his lover for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.

Deep in Chen Li'an's subconscious, he looked at himself who was crying and crying very rationally and clearly. He knew that the person crying was not him, but Okazawa.

Tomita Yasuko's words will not have any comforting effect, they will only make Okagawa collapse even more. His golden flower is really dead and will never come back.

After a long time, Chen Li'an gradually stopped crying. He took a serious look at Yasuko Tomita, as if to remember this face that looked exactly like Jinhua, and then raised his hand and gently touched her face and smiled.

"Are you okay, Li'an-kun?" Yasuko Tomita was a little afraid of Chen Li'an's current mental state. He was already out of the drama, so why was he so deeply involved in the drama.

The tears on Chen Li'an's face stopped, he took back the hand that was stroking Yasuko Tomita, breathed out slowly, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, but there are too many emotions accumulated in my heart and I need to vent them. "

Okakawa has also left with the dead Jinhua, and now only Chen Li'an is still feeling the faint sadness.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay." Yasuko Tomita hugged Chen Li'an and patted his back gently, like a mother.

When Chen Li'an returned to the hotel at night, he seemed to have completely gotten rid of the influence of the character on him, drinking and chatting with Ou Dingping and others.

Yasuko Tomita has been sitting next to Chen Li'an. She seems to be normal and not affected by the role. In fact, there is a shadow of Jinhua in every move and even the way she speaks still retains Jinhua's habits.

Chen Li'an silently observed Tomita Yasuko, and finally became sure that this girl was a bit indistinguishable.

I thought I was in trouble, but in fact I was in deeper trouble.

Ou Dingping also discovered it, but he had no choice but to take care of the actors' affairs now. He just wanted to go back and complete the post-production of the movie.

After dinner in the evening, Yasuko Tomita followed Chen Li'an back to the room and thoughtfully helped Chen Li'an to hang up the coat he had taken off.

"Jingzi, when are you going to return to Japan?" Chen Li'an asked, sitting beside the bed.

Tomita Yasuko was stunned for a moment, unable to realize why he wanted to go back to Japan. It took a while before he came back to his senses and looked at Chen Li'an blankly.

"I don't want to go back." Yasuko Tomita looked at Chen Li'an and said.

Chen Li'an took Yasuko Tomita's hand and sat down and said, "Have you forgotten why you want to act in this movie?"

Tomita Yasuko shook her head and nodded again, looking at Chen Li'an in silence. After returning to reality, those temporarily forgotten obsessions came back.

It was in order to save my acting career that I broke my previous innocent image and acted in this movie.

Her own obsession slowly drew Yasuko Tomita back from Jinhua. Compared with the simple girl who believed in Christ, she still preferred her current life.

Chen Li'an stretched out his hand and rubbed Yasuko Tomita's head and said: "Okay, forget about Jinhua and Okakawa. You are Yasuko Tomita, the last innocent person in the Showa era, and a well-known artist who wants to stand on the stage again."

After listening to what Chen Li'an said, Tomita Yasuko suddenly hugged Chen Li'an and cried bitterly, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

Maybe he was feeling sad for Jinhua's ending, or maybe he realized that he was so envious of Jinhua, her simplicity, and her bravery.

Yasuko Tomita hugged Chen Li'an and cried for a long time. Finally, she raised her head and looked at Chen Li'an and Okakawa, whom Jin Hua loved deeply. She stroked his face and said, "Can you let me be Jin Hua again?"

Chen Li'an nodded, hugged her gently and called Jinhua softly.

This night was very quiet. There were only two men and women in the room reminiscing about the happy times in the past, walking by the river, running in the rapeseed fields, and writing together in the room full of sunshine.

When the dark sky outside the window gradually brightened, the two stopped reminiscing, looked at each other in the dim light of the morning, and then released all their emotions at once.

It seems that I want to give all my love to the other person at once this morning.

After an unknown amount of time, the sunlight outside was already very dazzling, and the frantic breathing in the room gradually subsided. Only the messy clothes on the floor could prove the madness just now.

Tomita Yasuko propped herself up and sat up, silently took a towel and wiped off the sweat on her forehead and the traces left by Chen Li'an on her body.

Chen Li'an couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes, walked to the window and smoked silently, the blue smoke slowly drifting away in the sunlight.

It seems that in the past month or so, all this has been a dream, and now it is time to wake up from the dream.

Tomita Yasuko picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on one by one, then came behind Chen Li'an, hugged him from behind, felt his body temperature, stretched out her fingers and wrote the three words "Chen Li'an" on his back.

Just like Jinhua wrote his name on Okazawa's body, Tomita Yasuko said softly after finishing writing: "Li Yasu-kun, I am going back to Japan. I hope to see you again in the future."

Chen Li'an felt like he was Jinhua in reality, who was ruthlessly abandoned by Okagawa Yasuko.

"I wish you good luck and hope this movie can make you a goddess all over Japan again."

Tomita Yasuko let go of Chen Li'an's hand, looked at his back against the light and said, "I will definitely do it!"

Chen Li'an said without looking back: "Then, goodbye."

"goodbye."

After a while, Chen Li'an put out the cigarette butt in his hand. When he turned around, Tomita Yasuko was no longer in the room.

When Chen Li'an packed his luggage and went downstairs, he realized that Tomita Yasuko had left early.

Looking at the blue sky, Chen Li'an stretched, picked up his luggage and left.

No matter how I came or went back, nothing seems to have changed, only the price of motorcycles has increased.

More than two hours later, Chen Li'an's plane landed in the capital.

Looking at the dust in the sky and smelling the bad air, Chen Li'an took a deep breath in fascination: "This is the smell of hometown!"

Bah bah bah! There is just too much sand!

(There are still two chapters, which will be posted later. You can read them tomorrow, or you can choose to wait. Anyway, I won’t go to work tomorrow. Hehe.)