A week later, Luo Xun, who had been preparing for a long time, took his assistant Xiao Tao to the agreed location by car, and met Jiang Wei, the director of "Latent", Zhang Jing, the producer of the TV series, and three members of the main creative team, at the same time, Luo Xun also met Sun Honglei Sun Meimei, an actor he admired very much in his previous life, the two shook hands with each other, smiled and blew each other's business, but they couldn't see too much competition.

"Which of the two comes first?"

There is no strict form of audition, because Luo Xun's coffee position is too big, and it is impossible for the crew to treat him as an ordinary actor, and although Sun Honglei is not as popular as him, he is also a coffee with a hit drama, and today Sun Honglei is Luo Xun's competitor, and it is not appropriate to let Sun Honglei go through the audition process in a proper manner, so the attitude shown by the main creative team of the crew is to try to treat everyone equally-

Just try to do it, of course.

If you really want to say that there is emphasis, it is also more obvious, for example, the second assistant director of the crew is quite enthusiastic about Luo Xun, in contrast, although he also talks and laughs at Sun Honglei, he can still feel the subtle differences when he carefully distinguishes them.

"Then I'll do it first. ”

Sun Honglei smiled and said.

Luo Xun has no opinion, auditions are not as good as variety shows, and the impact of who comes first and who comes later is actually not so great, but he is very curious, how Sun Honglei will act in today's play.

"That's it. ”

Jiang Weidao: "We have prepared a different situation for the two of you, Honglei, you can play the scene where Yu Zecheng went to visit the hospital after Zuo Lan died, we have already arranged the scene next door." ”

"Okay. ”

Sun Honglei nodded.

This scene doesn't have any lines, and the inner drama that is completely gone, a bit like Luo Xun's previous performance in "Langya Bang", when he was hit by the death of his grandmother, he wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, because there was still a colleague standing outside the door, Li Ya, who had always been suspicious of him.

"Let's go. ”

Entering the next room, the scene was indeed arranged, and the actress was lying in the car with a pale face to stage the dead Zuo Lan, and after Sun Honglei made a little preparation, the director shouted directly to start.

Reach out.

Sun Honglei lifted the white cloth, his movements were obviously a little slow, as if he was going to die for the final confirmation, and as if he was afraid to see the next scene, until he saw the familiar face in front of the white cloth-

That moment.

He staggered back.

After being silent for a long time, he had the courage to take another step forward, bent down, slowly squatted down, and looked at it carefully at close range, the face he loved in front of him seemed to remember her forever, and in the process, his body had been trembling slightly.

I don't know how long it took.

He finally got up again, covered the white cloth of Zuolan on his body, and took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, outside the door was Li Ya waiting, and the struggle that belonged to him was not over.

"Hoo ......"

Finishing with the last deep breath, Sun Honglei looked at the director, then at the crowd, and signaled that he was done, not that he didn't want to speak, but that he hadn't completely withdrawn his emotions at this time, and his throat was too difficult.

"It was great. ”

The director said with a smile.

Everyone hurriedly applauded, including Luo Xun also applauded sincerely, and at the same time praised his performance just now, this time it was not a polite commercial blow, Sun Honglei's emotions were swirling in it just now, everyone could feel it, this kind of male number one who has had a hit drama and has been professionally recognized for his acting skills is indeed very powerful.

"Teacher Luo Xun. ”

Jiang Wei looked at Luo Xun with a smile, and then it was Luo Xun's performance time, although Sun Honglei's performance was very strong, but in fact, he was not impeccable, Luo Xun's acting skills were also famous, and he still had something to look forward to-

A lot of people don't know.

In fact, when Jiang Wei just finished writing the book "Latent", the actor who should play Yu Zecheng in his mind was not Sun Honglei at all, let alone Luo Xun, who took the initiative to invite Ying, but a well-known actor in the circle, but who was once known as the most bookish actor in China, and the role of the heroine Cui Ping was played by the actor's wife, which shows that Jiang Wei attaches more importance to Yu Zecheng's bookishness.

"It's my turn. ”

Luo Xun said with a smile.

Jiang Wei nodded: "You don't need to play Zuo Lan, but you have to correspond to the audition, or you will play the part where Yu Zecheng learned that Cui Ping died in the telegram? The set is also ready, and the third room next door." ”

"Okay. ”

As Luo Xun expected.

It is difficult to give a clip to Sun Honglei, and it is also difficult to give a clip to yourself, Sun Honglei plays the part of Zuo Lan's death, and he plays the part of Cui Ping's death, although the situation is not exactly the same, but the emotions are similar, because people's reactions after learning of the death of the woman they love should be common, Zuo Lan and Cui Ping are the two women Yu Zecheng has loved deeply in his life, so it is easy to make judgments.

The crowd came to the set.

Luo Xun sat at the desk.

Sun Honglei held his breath and waited for the performance to begin, he was actually very curious about Luo Xun's strength, although he had watched the other party's TV series, it was not as intuitive as the on-site observation, even if he lost, he hoped that he would lose convincingly.

"Let's get started. ”

The director's voice rang out.

Then there was a digital broadcast on the radio on the desk, which was the organization's way of delivering a message to Yu Zecheng: "23444567535556, repeat this call an hour later......"

Holding a pen in his hand.

Luo Xun wrote the word "Cuiping" on the notebook, and then continued to look at the book at hand, and soon deciphered the third word, which was the word "sacrifice".

Stunned.

Luo Xun couldn't help but look at the book in his hand again, and after confirming that he hadn't made a mistake in deciphering it, his fingers turning the book began to tremble uncontrollably, and even the movements of turning the book became trembling:

"Cattle. ”

Cui Ping, sacrifice?

This is the fourth text.

But after only one glance, he didn't even see it completely clearly, just the general outline of the Chinese characters, Luo Xun quickly covered the pages with his hands, as if he covered the deciphered text in this way, things would change because of this, and it seemed that he just didn't dare to look at the final result of this decipherment.

He closed the book.

His expression was dazed.

He looked at the table.

He looked at the potted plant.

He looked at the lamp.

His state is completely deformed.

He suddenly picked up the pen sleeve and tried to insert the pen into the sleeve, but he could not complete this extremely simple action, for his fingers were still shaking uncontrollably, and the tip of the pen was crooked more than once—

It took three or five times to succeed.

Then he took out the brazier again, lit the match, and burned the paper on which the text was translated, this time his hand did not tremble, for his movements had to be slowed to half of his usual speed.

In the firelight.

The white paper turned to ashes.

Luo Xun wanted to get up, but his legs seemed to be paralyzed, and he sat back heavily for a second after standing up, he could only use his hands to vigorously support the table and get up again, but his strength was still not enough, as if he had been drained of his strength, and it seemed that the whole person was paralyzed.

Heh, heh!

He gasped.

Finally, he began to try to struggle to get up for the third time, this time there was even a suppressed roar between his throats, and several small muscles on both sides of his tight cheeks spasmed unconsciously, and only then did everyone notice that Luo Xun's forehead was full of sweat, and Luo Xun's eyes were already red-

The red ones are not shiny.