Live Like You [Entertainment]

"You are from a major, so you should understand better than me, the three principles of actors: really listen, really see, and really feel." Zhou Yuanzhi said, "Your teacher must have told you in class that if an actor can't even convince himself, You can’t convince any audience.”

"I...I understand," Zhou Wenjin defended himself, "I've always done this."

"Ming Guang," Zhou Yuanzhi said, "Ming Guang in "The Story of Reaching the Stars" is the best character you have portrayed over the years. Although the story is not long and there are not many scenes, you have grasped it very well. You have accurately captured this character. The charm of a person ranges from words and deeds to subtle expressions. The design is reasonable and detailed, so this drama lifts you up very well, and because of this, your flaws are very obvious in this role. .”

"Is Mingguang flawed?" Zhou Wenjin looked at Zhou Yuanzhi in surprise. At this time, he had forgotten how amazing this person was in front of him. He was a master standing at the top of the industry, a legend in the film industry, and someone he worshiped wholeheartedly. Idol, but Zhou Wenjin does not agree with this conclusion. "The shortcoming of Mingguang you mentioned is that the individual actions of Mingguang are too staged? Mr. Zhou, I designed it like this on purpose. He is a very dramatic character in the original work. You can give up your life at any time. Such a role is not a human being, but a Buddha. Humans eat whole grains, suffer from headaches and diarrhea, have shortcomings, and make mistakes, but Buddhas don’t. I want to make Mingguang transcend ordinary people, but I don’t want him to look Like a dummy, so in the early stage I let his actions have a bit of stage play style, this is all to make him not float in the air, but to stand on the ground and be convincing."

Zhou Yuanzhi nodded: "That's what I want to say. Listening, watching, and feeling are personal requirements for actors. Those who listen are actors, those who watch are actors, and those who try to feel are also actors. But Wen Jin, you are not like this, you are listening, you are watching, you are feeling, but there is still a person standing beside you."

"Who……"

"I don't know." Zhou Yuanzhi shook his head, "But I can feel that when you see, hear, or feel, there is another pair of ears, another pair of eyes, and another living thing that is feeling. You are always afraid that what you hear, see and feel does not conform to the other party's cognition, and you are trying to cater to the other party."

Zhou Wenjin paused, then opened his mouth and tried to force out a smile: "Mr. Zhou, you're joking, isn't it right? Our actors are not only surrounded by a pair of ears and eyes, but also tens of thousands of audiences. Aren’t we acting just for the audience to watch? If the actors don’t care about the audience and act indiscriminately, aren’t they doing something wrong?”

Zhou Yuanzhi said: "Let's take the example of Mingguang just now. Do you still remember the killing scene before Mingguang's execution?"

Remember!Of course I remember, how could Zhou Wenjin forget that play?That was the last stage of Mingguang's life, the last pain of his life, and the colorful movement of his leap from man to god. In order to perform this scene well, Zhou Wenjin put in a lot of effort to ponder over and over again, even if it was a breath and a breath. The micro-expressions strive to be precise.Under his interpretation, whether Mingguang took off his cloak, folded his cloak, asked the jailer Zhang Chong to write his last words, and finally sat cross-legged peacefully and accepted the torture, he achieved the ultimate in Zhou Wenjin's mind. He didn't understand, this part Is there any problem?

"This scene..."

Zhou Yuanzhi stood up: "I'll play you, you play the role of Zhang Chong's jailer."

The weather was very hot, and the ground was scalding hot, but Zhou Yuanzhi didn't care. He sat down cross-legged, and made meditation seals with his hands.Although he didn't wear special makeup, Zhou Wenjin seemed to see the thin and tormented Buddha in his impression again for a moment.By the way, he is no longer Mingguang, now, he is an old jailer.

Zhou Wenjin also stood up, and he stumbled to a short distance in front of Zhou Yuanzhi, pretending to open the cage: "The time has come, it's time to go on the road."

Zhou Yuanzhi heard the voice and slowly opened his eyes.Those were a pair of eyes full of compassion and love, even when looking at Zhou Wenjin, the person who was about to attack him, he was still generous and kind.

"He seems to be more generous and kind than me." Zhou Wenjin thought, constantly comparing Zhou Yuanzhi's bright light with his own bright light in his heart.

"Old man." Zhou Yuanzhi said, his voice was gentle, with an indescribable calmness.

Zhou Wenjin froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at him.

Zhou Yuanzhi said, "May I ask you to do something?" It was an inquiring tone, with kindness and kindness, as if on an ordinary day, an ordinary wandering monk knocked on the door of a certain house in the village. Politely ask for a bowl of vegetarian food.

Zhou Wenjin raised his eyes to look at Zhou Yuanzhi: "What's the matter?" Zhou Wenjin remembered Zhang Chong's performance at that time, he hesitated for a while, probably to show that an executioner heard a sudden entrustment from a person who was about to die under his command, so he was somewhat confused. Doubtful, but Zhou Wen would choose another way of expression.

Mingguang was sentenced to Lingchi, which was a "technical task" that ordinary executioners could not complete. A trembling old jailer could preside over this punishment, which shows that he is a veteran of this kind.Veterans have watched too many people's painful struggles before they die, scolding and howling, and have a different kind of respect for this calm, young, and well-known Buddha. Confident, so he won't hesitate.So Zhou Wenjin didn't hesitate, just asked softly and directly: "What's the matter." This meant that he promised to fulfill Mingguang's entrustment before he died.

Zhou Wenjin remembered the following plot more clearly.He said: "If Sima Guoshi comes back, tell him that Mingguang met a beautiful female fairy and went with her, so that he will not look for me." Then he took off his silver-white cloak, It was the last gift given to him by his friends on the day of seeing him off in the snow before embarking on the road to save the common people in the world.Zhou Wenjin carefully folded the cloak, put it aside, and then sat down cross-legged again, waiting for the last period of his life.Director Mou Wanping gave this ending an "excellent" score.

Zhou Wenjin is generally not conceited, but he really approves of the ending he carefully designed.It seems that there is only one answer to a question, and he thinks this is the answer.

"If Sima Guoshi comes back, tell him that Mingguang met a beautiful female fairy and went with him..." Zhou Yuanzhi said this line, but the difference was that he stood up while speaking, slowly Slowly "take off" the great cloak that Sima Gang personally put on him, then he took the great cloak in his hand and looked down for a while.Zhou Yuanzhi stayed there for about 3 or 4 seconds, and then raised his head, "Tell him, tell him not to come to me." At this moment, the hoarseness and exhaustion in Zhou Yuanzhi's voice suddenly went straight It entered Zhou Wenjin's heart and made him freeze in place.

After Zhou Yuanzhi said this line, he began to fold the cloak quickly. Unlike Zhou Wenjin's meticulousness, he folded it crookedly, as if he was afraid of the cloak. stopped again.

Zhou Wenjin looked at Zhou Yuanzhi in surprise. He watched Zhou Yuanzhi staring straight at the crookedly folded cloak, then saw that he seemed to have a wry smile, and finally let go of his hand. After letting go, he patted his hand gently. shoot.Zhou Yuanzhi walked back to the original place and sat down cross-legged.However, the meditation seal, which represents inner stability, disappeared. Zhou Yuanzhi tightly grasped the wrist of his other hand with one hand, and said, "Let's start."

The silver bottle burst into water, and suddenly, something seemed to be broken from the depths of Zhou Wenjin's heart, and clear springs gushed out in all directions, and Zhou Wenjin felt sober as if enlightened.

Zhou Yuanzhi looked at him and laughed: "You understand."

Zhou Wenjin understood.Although Ming Guang is a disciple of Buddha, he is also a mortal. He is a great sage and a great benevolent, willing to die for the common people in the world, because he understands every common man, he really hears, sees and feels. In the heart, and among the common people, how could Sima Gang not be included?

Maybe the love is not clear, maybe more than friends, not enough lovers, Ming Guang is worthy of the whole world, but he is only sorry for the young Taoist priest who looks cold but warm-hearted and wraps him in a cloak on a snowy day.So at the last moment, Ming Guang was not completely detached from life and death. Sima Gang was the last thread from the world of mortals holding him, so Zhou Yuanzhi said that joking sentence full of bitterness, so he repeated For that cloak, he thought of the pain his friend felt when he saw his relics so that they were piled up in a mess. He felt the same, and felt the pain that Sima Gang felt when he heard the news of his death, so he was afraid, so afraid that he dared not let go, so afraid Fleeing quickly, I was so afraid that I had to grab my own hand, one person split into two personalities, and I wanted to use that holy and compassionate Buddha to forcibly stop that ordinary little monk who loves to laugh and make trouble from rebelling, just for fear He will really lose his life and go out of prison.

"You played Mingguang as yourself. Whenever you are surrounded by a pair of eyes looking at you, those eyes do not allow you to make any mistakes. Therefore, your Mingguang has no hesitation in dying for the common people, and can even be at peace. Folding the cloak that meant a lot to him, and then let it go without hesitation. You, you said you wanted Mingguang to be more like a mortal, but you made him a ruthless god, just like you Pushed myself to be what I am now."

When the wind blew and felt the coolness on his face, Zhou Wenjin stretched out his hand to wipe it blankly, and then stared at the water droplets on his hand in a daze.As if he couldn't believe it, he brought his hand to his mouth again and licked it. It was salty and tears.

How long has he not cried?When his parents divorced, he didn’t dare to cry because he was afraid of being abandoned; when he was at his grandmother’s house, he didn’t dare to cry because he was worried about the elderly; when he was studying alone, he didn’t dare to cry because many people depended on him. An outstanding person; he entered the show business circle, struggled in the show business circle, encountered such and such things, he didn't cry, even if he was wronged by Xu Tianyan, he just couldn't sleep all night.He has forgotten that people have the emotion of crying. Although in front of the camera, he can cry whenever he wants, but in reality, he became Zhou Wenjin who "only has a smile" until He Xizhang's accident.

How could Zhou Wenjin not be able to guess what He Xizhang was doing at all, he just thought that he would not think, talk nonsense, work hard, not cause trouble for He Xizhang, and he could get He Xizhang's money with just one phone call every night Peace and peace, after all, this is the exchange he has been doing with the "invisible god"-Life for so many years, and the result?In the end, he saw that He Xizhang was covered in gauze, his arms and legs were hanging, his face was pale, and there was still blood on his face.Zhou Wenjin really didn't know what to do at that time. He wanted to be angry, but he was angry with himself. He felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to relieve the discomfort, so he could only turn around and run away.

Zhou Wenjin had forgotten that he had the right to cry.

He locked his emotions firmly in his heart and forced himself to live a normal life, but he forgot that there was no channel to vent his emotions, and they would eventually explode in other forms. Liu Hengche's words on the day of the interview, Liu Hengche's criticism of He Xizhang Finally broke the last string of his tightness, which made him act unwisely and impulsively.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Zhou." Zhou Wenjin wiped his tears, but the tears flowed more and more, as if he wanted to shed all the tears accumulated over the past 20 years. Zhou Wenjin couldn't believe that he could cry so well.

"What's wrong with you, don't say sorry," Zhou Yuanzhi put his arms around Zhou Wenjin, "Put your feet on mortal land, child."

When Zhou Wenjin finally stopped crying, Zhou Yuanzhi took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over.

"This is……"

"If you have calmed down, if you still want to join this crew, take this train ticket and go to the address I gave you." Zhou Yuanzhi said, "The military training here was not arranged for you." Go, your training camp is over there."

Zhou Wenjin was very surprised. He took the ticket in Zhou Yuanzhi's hand excitedly, and said, "I'll go! I will definitely go. Don't worry, Mr. Zhou, I will live up to your teachings and expectations!" Zhou Wenjin jumped up and pointed at Zhou Yuanzhi. Yuan Zhi bowed deeply, and then ran away quickly.I ran out 50 meters but turned back.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou," Zhou Wenjin wondered, "This ticket is from yesterday..."

Zhou Yuanzhi: "..."

Zhou Yuanzhi took out the mobile phone in his pocket, dialed a number, and the other end was quickly connected, and a melodious and pleasant male voice came: "Yuanzhi, are you looking for me, do you miss me, I am also missing you , Alas, those little bastards are too funny."

Zhou Yuanzhi took a deep breath and roared: "Liu Hengche, how did you buy the ticket, do you know how much you have delayed me!!!!"

From this day on, in Zhou Wenjin's eyes, Zhou Yuanzhi's idol halo also disappeared, and his feet also stepped on this piece of red dust and black soil.