When playing this place, Ning Yuan didn't act and cry, but really brought it in, and at this time, he couldn't help crying.

This is similar to seeing something particularly touching on weekdays, and onlookers can't help but shed tears.

Ning Yuan understood Hua Rong and felt Hua Rong's guilt for failing to protect Song Jiang at the moment, so he was extremely sad, it was the kind of "I resigned from the official position, and I have been following me day and night, but I still couldn't prevent it", which makes people desperate when they think about it.

In modern society, I don't know when it started, men are not allowed to cry, crying is not strong, not responsible, and even in a few years, big men will be laughed at when they cry 'mother'.

Even since being a child, men are no longer allowed to cry. Mom would say, "Don't cry, don't cry, you're a little man." Dad is not so gentle sometimes, and is likely to stop crying violently.

The man's crying has become a negative and unpleasant thing, otherwise there would be no song by Liu Tianwang.

Xue Zhiqian cried in a noisy show, so he couldn't see it anymore, and netizens didn't seem to tolerate this crying.

Or, the male star's crying has become synonymous with "show", and it has nothing to do with his true temperament.

If you look at ancient men from the current perspective, you will probably feel that this one by one...... Why is it so motherly, or rather, it's too fake, it's all acting.

It can be recorded that Confucius liked to cry, and the most proud disciple Yan Hui died, and the "Analects" recorded that "Yan Yuan died, and the son cried and mourned". Mourning is more intense than crying, it is a big cry, and it is the same as the sound of 'crying' in the future, and the meaning is similar.

I heard that a unicorn was unintentionally killed by Lu Aigong when they were hunting, Confucius "wiped his face and wept", not only cried, but also cried a lot of tears and snot.

Later, Zilu died, Confucius cried in the atrium, and when people came to pay respects, he also bowed his head and worshipped.

Speaking of which, the relationship between Zilu and Confucius is a bit like the relationship between Hua Rong, Li Kui and Song Jiang, except that one is a master and an apprentice and the other is a brother.

Zilu is the most skilled kung fu among Confucius's disciples, and he protects him all the way, which is similar to Hua Rong, and Song Jiang's anti-poem was reported and escorted to the court, and it was Li Kui who rescued him.

However, there is one point, Zilu is the only one who dares to criticize Confucius, he has his own thoughts, which is somewhat similar to Li Kui, but Hua Rong can't do it.

In addition to the joke that Liu Bei is a good crying ghost in the Three Kingdoms, there are also many records in the official history and poems.

Gaozu cried a lot of times, and Liu Bei, perhaps inherited by his ancestors?

Of course, in the official history, the most crying person in the Three Kingdoms is not Liu Bei, but Cao Cao, in "Three Kingdoms", Cao Cao cried no less than ten times, crying Yuan Shao, crying Chen Gong, crying Xun Yu, crying Guo Jia, crying Dian Wei, crying Pang De...... It's too much, perhaps, it has something to do with Cao Cao being a literary and artistic youth?

In "Zizhi Tongjian", Tang Taizong also cried many times.

These are all big guys, some people may say that most of them are like Liu Bei, but those big writers also like to cry and record them with poetry.

Needless to say, Du Fu's poems in the second half of his life were worried about the country, the people and themselves in that environment, and the word crying was very frequent. There is also Bai Juyi, "Who cries the most in the seat?" "My clothes were wet, and I cried the most in the crowd.

Chen Ziang's song "Lonely and Crying" is quite classic, and it also makes the little swallow in the pearl misinterpret it into - "This person is very strange, he is a crybaby, he can't see the ancients in front, and he can't see the comers in the back, so he cries so much, it's inexplicable."

Sometimes, the ancients cried very inexplicably, otherwise how did the word sad spring and sad autumn come from?

These are the sentimentality of the literati, but in the Water Margin, the heroes also often cry.

Lin Linchong, a wild boar, saw that he was about to be killed, so "tears rained down".

When Wu Song came back from a business trip, Wu Da was killed, and Wu Song "cried loudly, crying so that the neighbors on both sides were panicked."

Song Jiang received a 'fake letter' from his father's death in Qingfeng Mountain and cried profusely; on the way to distribution, they were invited by Chao Gai to go up the mountain, but Song Jiang did not go, and cried "tears like rain."

Li Kui's mother was bitten to death by a tiger and cried, and Yan Qing rescued Lu Junyi and hugged him and cried loudly.

Therefore, in the Water Margin, it is too common for heroes to cry, but most of their crying is about life and death.

Naturally, Ning Yuan's crying here is also a matter of life and death, it is a matter of course, and it is also a manifestation of true feelings.

Of course, crying is different from crying, and Ning Yuan's crying at this time can already be described as being unable to help himself and crying uncontrollably, and he can't lift his head when he cries.

Therefore, after adjusting the lens a little later, and starting filming again, Li Xuedao needs to support him and help him to the chair.

Li Xuedao's crying is different from Ning Yuan's Hua Rong, he is sad and angry in his heart, anger prevails, it is different from when he heard that his father died, it is mourning.

Therefore, at this time, Li Xuedao had a solemn face, and he cried silently.

After taking a deep breath, Li Xuedao looked in a certain direction and said in a deep voice: "I have been a Confucian since I was a child, and I have been a good official, but unfortunately, I lost myself to a sinner, and I have never done anything different. ”

The more he spoke, the slower he became, and the more desolate his expression became.

"Today, the Son of Heaven believes in listening to slander and gives me medicine and wine, why am I guilty?"

After finishing speaking, he stood there for a moment, and suddenly he was excited, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with a certain brilliance, became sharp, and he exclaimed violently: "No!"

Not far from the camera, Ning Yuan was stunned by this sudden sound, and heard Li Xuedao say in a cruel voice:

"Not the imperial court. ”

Slowly, he turned his head gloomily and stared at the wine jug on the table: "If the court really let me die, then it will be my honor......"

Immediately afterwards, his eyes narrowed, a cold light appeared, and he said word by word: "It was done by the traitor in the court!"

At this time, he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, as if he was angry, and he had a strange look, just like the abnormality of the drunken upstairs in Xunyang before.

But at this time, his beard was gray, his face was vicissitudes, and he looked a little pitiful and old.

Slowly coming to Ning Yuan, Li Xuedao looked at him, caressed his shoulder with one hand, held his hand with the other, and his voice choked:

"Brother Huarong, it's good if you don't regret it. ”

Ning Yuan's heart was sour, his nose sobbed, and he shook his head firmly.

Li Xuedao was also infected, took a deep breath again, raised his face, and seemed to want to take back his tears, but in the end, there was still a glitter in his eyes, and he sighed:

"In life, there will be death. Died for Loyalty...... Die a well-deserved death, I ...... No complaints, no regrets......"

Does Song Jiang have no regrets?

Of course it can't be, but it's all come to this point, what else can be done?

This is a kind of desperate resignation after being unsolvable, so what he said was not so calm, he didn't speak quickly, and he didn't grit his teeth, but that kind of unwillingness was still vaguely expressed.

By this time, Song Jiang under Li Xuedao's interpretation was still complicated, and he did not take it lightly because it was almost over.

Even, he didn't sleep well in the past two days.

It's not that I can't sleep, but I can't sleep for two or three hours and get up, just for this mental state.

But when acting, he can't let this uncomfortable state affect his performance.

Finally, here, it is necessary to show unwillingness and resentment, but not too much, to focus on the feelings of the words, and deal with it in just a few seconds, which is very expressive.

Some performance methods can be taught, but to this extent, in addition to dedication, it is skill and heat, and there is quite a feeling of 'can only be understood but not spoken'.

There is no way to talk about it, I can only show you, how much you can understand, just see how much you can understand, or write it down, and slowly recall and confirm it in the future experience.

Fortunately, Ning Yuan has grown a lot at this time, and he has hardly slept in the past two days, also for this scene.

So looking at it, Ning Yuan was also brought into his emotions, and he realized that feeling, even if Li Xuedao's acting skills were off the charts, he still didn't drop the chain, just the right fit.

It was precisely because of seeing Ning Yuan and the others cooperate to this level that onlookers could feel Ning Yuan's acting skills more intuitively in the comparison.

"This kid, it's really okay, at a young age...... Awesome!"

"It's really rare to cooperate with Lao Li on this......"

Not far away, Zhao Xiaorui, who was about to go to the play, was also driven by their emotions, and he didn't say a word for a long time, with a gloomy expression, sitting there in a daze.

At this time, Li Xuedao was silent for a moment, as if he had suddenly woken up, and said, "Oh, Brother Li Kui should arrive." ”

Hearing this, Ning Yuan, who was sad, was stunned, stood up in a daze, and looked at Li Xuedao in confusion.

Li Xuedao explained to Ning Yuan: "Brother Li Kui knows about this, just his temper, don't you make trouble......?"

Sighing, when Ning Yuan lowered his eyes and lost his mind a little, Li Xuedao continued:

"I brought him a letter and asked him to come and ......"

Squinting and looking out of the house, Li Xuedao said softly with some hollow eyes: "It's time to ......"

The voice was faint, and he sighed helplessly.

After this scene, there was still a short break.

It's not the actor's rest, but adjusting the lens to find the position again to confirm the lighting and other links, if you follow Ning Yuan's thoughts, of course, it is better to shoot coherently, the main thing is emotional transmission and cohesion, there will be a fault when you pause, and then start filming, if you don't really enter the play, you need to find a new feeling.

But today they are all in very good shape, or they haven't slept well for two days, and their spirits are not very good.

The next one is to give Hua Rong an explanation.

"Start—"

Li Xuedao sat on the couch, Ning Yuan leaned on his arms, his eyes had already narrowed, he couldn't open them, his chest rose and fell, but his face was breathless in pain.

Once, Ning Yuan watched Ning Daqiang die in front of his eyes, that scene he will never forget, and this performance also made Zhang Shaolin and them bow slightly.

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, not only can writers write things that they have not experienced, but actors are even more so, and only after experiencing them can they have experience, which is why good actors need to experience life before acting in a play that they are not good at.

There are no words, not even body language, only micro-expressions.

Li Xuedao didn't cry and howl, he silently hugged Ning Yuan, his eyes stared straight at the nothingness in front of him, empty and godless, his hand stroked Ning Yuan's arm slightly, and he was weak.

And Ning Yuan, his eyes were squinted, and his head trembled slightly, this was a difficult reaction to his breathing becoming more and more unobstructed, and it was time to almost lose his breath.

However, Zhang Shaolin did not shoot the scene of breathlessness, and after about ten seconds of shooting, he stopped.

In his words, this state of lingering breath is more touching than dying of breath.

Look at the looks of the onlookers, and you can see that this is indeed the case.

Afterwards, Ning Yuan rested on the side, and it was time for Song Jiang and Li Kui to play.

The two of them sat across the table, and on the table was the golden pot 'fine wine' given by the emperor.

At this time, cameras were also set up on the sides of the two people to shoot simultaneously.

Li Xuedao withdrew his eyes from looking at the wine jug, and slowly raised it to look at the opposite side.

At this time, Zhao Xiaorui on the opposite side did not have his usual chatter, but also looked at Li Xuedao with a solemn face, and the angry hair on his temples like iron brushes also stood there quietly, without the slightest movement.

Li Xuedao's eyes were a little afraid to look directly at Li Kui at this time, although he was for Li Kui's good - as he said, after the two of them died, Li Kui would definitely go crazy, and if something happened at that time, it would definitely be a big punishment, far worse than drinking and dying.

But no matter what, after all, he still wants his life and lets him die together, so Song Jiang feels guilty in his heart, not a taste.

After lowering his eyes, Li Xuedao raised his hand, shook off the wide sleeved robe, picked up the golden pot and began to pour wine.

This time, it was Zhao Xiaorui's turn to lower his eyelids, look at the wine cup on the table, and never say a word.

His hand trembled slightly, Li Xuedao stopped his movements, and slowly put the wine jug back on the table, even if he was acting, he still did not forget that he was about to die at this time, and his hand was not stable at all.

In the past ten seconds, the two of them did not say a word, but that kind of depressing atmosphere was created like this, and even the expressions made everyone on the side worry.

There were many female staff members who shed tears several times and couldn't help but drip down again.

"Tie Niu, this is the emperor...... The ...... given Poison. ”

In a word, Li Xuedao finished speaking in three times, on the one hand, there was inner turmoil, and on the other hand, it was still poisonous and difficult to hold on.

Looking at Zhao Xiaorui with deep eyes, Li Xuedao's voice also became weak.

Zhao Xiaorui had already started to prepare for the scene between him and Ning Yuan before, and at this time his voice was also low, staring at Li Xuedao and saying:

"Brother, are you reluctant to die of the iron bull?"

Li Xuedao's eyes flickered, and he looked away and sighed slightly.

Zhao Xiaorui said slowly: "Tie Niu has been lonely since he was a child, except for my mother, it is my brother who loves me, I am like my brother and my own flesh and blood, I know that my brother is not at ease with my Tie Niu." ”

From the low voice at the beginning, to the choked up with full emotion at the end, it is obvious that Zhao Xiaorui has also entered the play, and even the messy breathing rhythm is very deep in the play.

Raising his eyes and glancing at Li Xuedao, Zhao Xiaorui took a deep breath and said in a sonorous tone: "The Iron Bull is no longer reversed, and it is not alive!"

"Without my brother, Tie Niu is alive...... It's not tasteful......" At this time, Zhao Xiaorui's eyes also flashed with tears, and he spoke with a nasal voice.

After adjusting the lens again, Zhao Xiaorui stood up, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all!

Li Xuedao seemed to be suddenly startled, sat up straight, and looked at Zhao Xiaorui in a daze.

And after Zhao Xiaorui flipped the empty cup and showed it to Li Xuedao, he picked up the wine jug again, and said angrily:

"Tie Niu drank all this, and then died quickly, catch up with his brother, and die with his brother!"

After speaking, Zhao Xiaorui opened the lid of the pot, raised it and poured it on his neck.

Taking a close-up of Li Xuedao again, he looked at Zhao Xiaorui's direction blankly, his pale lips trembled slightly, and tears rolled in his eyes.

In the end, he didn't say anything, only two lines of hot tears slowly flowed out of his eyes.

Crying silently, in extreme pain.

Ning Yuan, who was sitting on a chair not far away, and many onlookers were all too uncomfortable to see this scene, not to mention those women, many men also cried.