Mo Yijiu flew back, he was very reluctant, and said something emotional: "I don't know when we will meet next time." Mo Yijiu smiled and patted her shoulder: "Friday video, time is free, don't forget to watch the Eight Immortals together." ”

It's right to think about it, as long as you keep in touch, it doesn't matter if it's actually face-to-face or not.

Not long after sending Mo Yijiu away, Zeng Jinjin received a call from Ms. Bao Xiaofan. Although she is an old artist who has been engaged in stage performances for half her life, and there are many masters from all walks of life, she has met Mo Yijiu for the first time. As soon as I picked up the phone, there was chatter......

"Hey, did Xiao Mo leave? She didn't say how she ate yesterday? Not upset, right? I always think I talked too much yesterday, she didn't mind. ”

"No, no, no, she was happy to eat. ”

"That's good, you let her come back when you have time, just say that our family welcomes her very much. ”

"It's hard to say, she's busy. But she told me that she wanted to come and see "Hibiscus Hairpin", and that I would have to get her three tickets then. ”

"Really? You asked her to come to our house first, and I went with her after dinner. ”

"Why? I'm busy working in the backstage over there, so you'll be eating. ”

"Okay, you tell her, don't leave after the show, come to me for dinner, it's just late. Actually, I don't need you, I'll take a ticket and let her sit next to me to watch the show together. ”

"Okay, I'll tell her then, but if she has other arrangements, she can't help it. ”

"You were so reliable. ”

Ms. Bao Xiaofan hung up the phone happily, and continued to drive the car home, but the guests at home left, and it seemed extremely deserted. In the kitchen, cooking rice and stewing soup, Zeng Jin sat back on the sofa, turned on the TV, and at four or five o'clock, the station he had watched before had begun to broadcast children's programs. didn't bother to change, she opened her mobile phone Weibo, and there were a bunch of messages that were commented on and @.

She remembered that her last comment was posted before watching the show at Xue Yuenan's house, and she never paid attention to it since, but when she looked at it today, there was a bunch of nonsense underneath:

[Teacher Zeng's sisters are also so good-looking!!]

[I won't say much, here I just want to @ Mo Yijiu, come and take care of your daughter-in-law, and mess with flowers and grass [doge]. 】

[I don't believe it, do you believe it?@莫易久]

[I just clicked on this Xue Yuenan's Weibo, and I am actually the president of QUEENA!! but the rich second generation. 】

[Oh my God, Mr. Zeng, have you forgotten your old love when you have a new love? I still hold the banner of the alcohol party!]

[I'm here to watch our boss's [shh], but I don't agree with the boss demolishing my idol's CP. 】

[Forget it, Teacher Zeng gave it to you @Xue Yuenan, Sister Yi, I took it away. ] 】

[No wonder Sister Yi didn't post on Weibo on the day the show was broadcast, it turned out to be angry. 】

I feel that the nerves of these lily controls are simply sensitive to the limit, and the two women take a photo and watch TV together to have a feeling, which is not benevolent. I remembered that Mo Yijiu's Weibo had not been paid attention to, and I clicked on it to see that I had indeed not posted on Weibo last Friday, and I jumped directly to the breakfast this morning, without revealing much information, just a bowl of small wontons and a plate of xiaolongbao. The word with it is: [I like the xiaolongbao here [gluttonous] [gluttonous] [gluttonous]]

Wait, it's too much, xiaolongbao is the small wonton I bought, I made it, sister!!

Zeng Jin complained hatefully in his heart, and he still habitually clicked on the comments.

[I decided to also have xiao long bao with small wonton yes yes yes this morning!]

[I decided to go out for a second breakfast [gluttony]]

[At a glance, you can see that it is not Hong Kong-style. So where are you, Sister Yi?]

[I think I am working in the mainland...... Recently, Sister Yi has been going to the mainland, is she going north to develop?]

[#酒精党头顶青天#北上陪曾老师吧! Please have breakfast @ Zeng Jinjin is very happy today]

【Shaxian Hotel ???】

[Upstairs muddy 233333 I'm going to call the police if you do this again!]

[Turtles, Shaxian xiaolongbao and wontons look like this. 】

[I think Mr. Zeng should prefer to eat wontons.] @曾今今今天很happy]

[I'm just here to brush up on the sense of saving zài #Alcohol Party head top blue sky#]

Thinking like this, Zeng Jinjin replied and forwarded the above article saying that she likes to eat wontons: [Have eyesight #doge# I do like to eat wontons. 】

After posting Weibo, I continued to study the script. As soon as she thought that Mo Yijiu would come, she felt that she must not be ashamed, and she had to start working hard now. asked the crew for the screenwriter's phone number, and wanted to know more about Zhang Huaqing's character setting. The screenwriter is a professor at a certain college, surnamed Tang, in his fifties, a senior screenwriter, and well-known in the industry.

I was still a little nervous when I called over, but I didn't expect that as soon as I reported my name and surname, Professor Tang would have a familiar tone. It was still strange now, but when I inquired, I found out that he and Zeng's mother were old alumni, and they had worked together many times, and they had a lot of friendship. This time, as soon as he heard that Zeng Jinjin had come to discuss the role, Professor Tang immediately told her all his thoughts about Zhang Huaqing's background, and also helped her conduct a deep analysis of Zhang Huaqing's character......

This woman was born rich and full of books, and she was in a turbulent world, but she also married into a family and lived a prosperous and peaceful life. However, her natural wisdom made her clearly see the undercurrents of waves lurking beneath this stability. So for the sake of national righteousness, she abandoned her husband and daughter, went to a foreign country, and embarked on the revolutionary road with like-minded people. But as a woman and a mother, maybe in the middle of the night, in addition to cherishing the country, she will use a little time to recall the past, and even leave tears of nostalgia, but there will be no regret in it, after all, abandonment makes attachment more precious.

This woman is strong and soft, the times force her to be armed with a steel shell, but she must be able to bend and stretch her tongue skillfully, and her heart, hot and soft, is full of national romance and attachment to home.

Sure enough, a good screenwriter will give each character a complete life, and then start from their unknown experiences to shape the character's character, so every action, every word, even an expression and a look, all have reasons and reasons for it.

I thought about it all night, I was thinking about eating, I was thinking about taking a bath, I was lying on the bed, I was on the light, I didn't do anything, I still thought. If she were Zhang Huaqing, she would have persuaded herself to give up her comfort and join the revolution, and how she would have encountered the difficulties and obstacles she encountered on the road to revolution.

Mo Yijiu said before: "If you want to play a role, you will turn yourself into her, this is my method of acting, once and now, you are a dancer, you should understand." ”

Indeed, in dance, she jumps over a tree, imagining herself stretching a paper branch, she jumps over a flower, imagines herself blooming in the wind, she jumps over a fish, she imagines herself swinging her tail and swimming, she dances more and more of this or that, one by one vivid characters, peeling back the cocoon, until only their hearts are left, and then interpreting their inner world with dance, precisely and comprehensively.

And today's drama and even film and television drama performances are more difficult to grasp than dance art for Zeng Jinjin, after all, dance can fool many people who don't know it, but performance is the most intuitive and easiest art form to be understood by the audience.

So what Mo Yijiu said is right, if you want to play her, you must first turn yourself into her.

She didn't remember what time she went to bed, she dreamed, it was a mess, and she only vaguely remembered a few fragments...... She sat at a small round table, surrounded by darkness and nothing, only on the opposite stage, Zhang Huaqing was spinning and dancing alone in the spotlight. She wore a white satin cheongsam embroidered with a hibiscus as red as blood. She stopped dancing and stood upright, like a metasequoia, staring at the past and the present with burning eyes.

She said: "The nation has been imprisoned, and if it is left unchecked, it will fall to the bottom of the mud, and if it is saved, it will be reborn in the rising sun." Our generation should say what we can, do what we can, and do what we can, at the cost of blood and tears, so that the country will not be in danger and the future generations can be extended. ”

She said, "Comrade, inherit me." ”

She said, "Comrade, you are me. ”