What kind of story is Life Pi's fantasy drifting?

It's drifting, it's not fantastical.

It's like a sandwich cookie that looks beautiful but has a brutal reality in between.

The main character's name is Pi, and he is the π of Pi, who migrates with his family, bringing animals from the family zoo on the boat, and is shipwrecked on the way, and in the end he is the only one who survives.

Two stories were told after Pi survived.

The first story is such a fantasy that he is shipwrecked and boarded a lifeboat full of animals except him, a zebra with a broken leg, an orangutan, a hyena, and a tiger under a canvas.

The hyena first bit the zebra to death, then attacked the mother orangutan and bit it to death, and was finally rushed out by the tiger and bitten to death.

Subsequently, Pi and the tiger drifted at sea for more than 200 days until they landed and were rescued.

How magnificent and exciting it must be for a man and a ferocious tiger to drift together at sea for more than 200 days and finally miraculously be rescued.

It fits perfectly with the word "fantasy".

Unfortunately, the protagonist also tells a second story to two people from the neon country insurance company - the animals in the first story are all anthropomorphs, the zebra is a wounded sailor, the hyena is a grumpy cook, the female orangutan is his mother, and the tiger refers to his evil side.

It's just that when the initial supplies are consumed, what does the PI rely on to satisfy its hunger to drift for more than 200 days?

Shudder.

This was Gan Jing's only thought after a brief reading.

It's a terrible story.

Gan Jing even regretted that he had finished reading the book at night and had made his mood very bad.

Such a state of staying up all night and being in a bad mood directly made him take leave to rest the next day, and he did not appear in the originally scheduled scene.

Tsui Hark had read the story in this book, and he probably guessed Gan Jing's mood and gave him understanding.

……

Knock knock.

Gan Jing took leave from director Tsui Hark in the morning and simply ate something and returned to his room, and he couldn't sleep again after sleeping in a daze for two hours.

At a quarter past ten, he heard a knock at the door.

"Dog, go open the door. Gan Jing said.

The Golden Retriever got up from the carpet with great gratitude, and ran over to open the door to the room, hoping that Gan Jing would allow him to play more games after he returned.

The door opened, and Li An, who was standing outside, saw that it was a dog who opened the door for him, and immediately smiled bitterly.

This dog really looks like a fine man, and it actually let go of the side after opening the door, is this signaling for himself to go in?

How the hell is this special raised?

Li An burst into a foul language in the mood, his face was a little strange to show his literati temperament, and he gently said "thank you" to the golden retriever before entering the door.

"Forrest Gump, have you finished reading?" Li An saw Gan Jing leaning on the side of the bed naked, and immediately thought for a moment.

"What are you looking at, what are your eyes?" Gan Jing muttered when he noticed where his gaze was heading.

"If you're going to play this role, you have to lose weight. Ang Lee replied.

"Tsk, who said I'm going to act?" Gan Jing casually pulled the nightgown and draped it over his body.

"How's it going, have you finished reading it? Isn't it a wonderful story?" Ang Lee moved his chair to the window in the slightly messy room and kicked open the bag of dog food.

"Wang!" the dog barked at him and wagged his tail.

"Don't scream, he won't eat you, you're welcome. Gan Jing yawned and soothed the enthusiastic golden retriever.

Li An was speechless, and the dog still knew how to persuade people to eat, why didn't it pour himself a cup of tea?

He stared at the Golden Retriever, thinking that it really seemed to be able to pour himself a cup of tea.

"You're such a good golden retriever. Ang Lee complimented.

"Thank you for the compliment. What's going on?" the dog didn't pour tea, but Gan Jing poured two cups of tea and put them on the coffee table after tying up his nightgown.

I don't know if it's because I read the original book all night, his aura that doesn't fit in with people is a lot weaker, of course, it may just be because of exhaustion.

"I just wanted to ask you how you feel about this story. "In the story, the protagonist asks the reporter a question and asks him which story he believes he is telling. Journalists are willing to believe the first. What about you?"

The first story is beautiful, and it is the greatest miracle to survive drifting with a tiger in the sea.

Gan Jing was silent for a while, and sighed softly: "When you described this matter, you said that it was the reporter who was 'willing' to believe, what kind of 'willing' method did he have?"

A slightly sneering smile floated to the corners of his mouth, and Gan Jing shook his head and said, "I believe in the second one." ”

"God didn't follow you. Ang Lee replied with the contents of the book.

Gan Jing sneered even more, but he didn't speak because he was really in a bad mood.

"This is actually quite popular, but many directors say that it can't be made into a film and television. Ang Lee ignored Ganjing's state and continued, "But I am confident that it will be filmed, and even used to impact the Oscars." Would you like to join?"

"I don't have a schedule. Gan Jing still says the same thing.

Li An said: "In fact, before coming to the capital again, I tend to use the Indian who was singled out, his age is suitable, his skin color is suitable, and he has no acting experience. I can easily portray him as a character in my heart. But I suddenly hesitated, what kind of effect can I have if an acting star comes to play?"

Gan Jing listened to his statement quietly and knew that the director was afraid that he wanted to impress himself.

"We had an audition before, and the skin tone can be done through makeup, which is what you used to before, and you are only a little older in terms of age, so there is no problem in acting. body shape, you can lose weight. It's just that I'm worried about the innocent temperament of the protagonist's age. ”

"You're used to playing those complex roles, and you're doing a great job, but with such a youthful temperament, I think you may not be able to control it. ”

"In addition, I'm also worried that I won't be able to control your performance and make a mess of this film. Ang Lee smiled a little far-fetched, "Two roads, with Indians, this film will be shot relatively smoothly, and the Oscars may be in sight." ”

"With you, we need to run in, I want to challenge myself. Ang Lee said, paused and asked, "I have the courage to do this." What about you?"

Gan Jing put on his nightgown, sat on the edge of the bed, listened quietly to the words of the great director, took a soft breath, picked up the teacup and drank the tea that was not so hot.

"I don't like the story. ”

"I didn't. ”

"Get out and close the door by the way. ”

"Thank you. ”