But An Jiahe didn't understand Zhang Xiaoya's deep love for him at all, and he didn't feel guilty about Xiaoya's death at all, although when his younger brother An Jiamu forced him, he said: "Since Zhang Xiaoya's death, I have been living in self-blame and guilt. "But what about the facts? He hasn't really changed, as An Jiamu said, if he really felt self-blame and guilt from the bottom of his heart, then he wouldn't have beaten his second wife Mei Xiangnan in the same way."www.biquge.info

An Jiahe stood in front of Zhang Xiaoya's tombstone and said, "You can never leave this place. It is a deep curse on Zhang Xiaoya. Xiaoya was indirectly killed by him, which fully shows that An Jiahe refused to let her go even to death, can this be the love for Xiaoya?

And when Mei Xiangnan was beaten by An Jiahe at the beginning because of a dispute between the two, he also endured it again and again, and had illusions about him, hoping that he could change it. But then she found out that she was wrong, Anjia and beating his wife had become a habit, and Zhang Xiaoya's death did not make him get rid of this vice out of guilt.

And her tolerance has only been exchanged for escalating her husband's violence. From the very beginning of the slap to the broken thigh, the most painful thing for Mei Xiangnan is undoubtedly the miscarriage of the child in her belly due to An Jiahe's beating, for a 25-year-old woman who is about to become a mother, the pain of losing a child is far greater than her physical pain.

But fortunately, Mei Xiangnan is stronger than Zhang Xiaoya. After determining that An Jiahe could not change, he categorically decided to leave him and find his happiness again, although she was caught back after running away twice, she still persevered, and finally found her own happiness again.

Wang Dalun generally reads the script for the first time to read it roughly, to understand what kind of story it is, and to sort out the relationships between the characters in the story; the second time is intensive reading, and with his perverted memory, he can already memorize the script at this time; and at the beginning of the third time, just like taking a Chinese class when he was a child, he summarizes the central idea, the gist of the paragraph, the connection between the previous and the next, the tone of the language, and so on.

By the time he finished reading it for the first time, it was already the beginning of the day. He felt that he was already hungry, so he poured the leftovers from noon into a large bowl and mixed them, put them in the microwave to heat them up, and hastily passed the dinner.

To be honest, the script deviated from the general plot of the TV he remembered, and the domestic violence against Mei Xiangnan in the text was not as brutal and bloody as on TV. However, it is not surprising that the director will make appropriate changes in the actual shooting on the set, including the post-editing, in order to make the audience feel the maximum visual impact.

After reading the script, including after watching this TV series in his previous life, he always had a question in his heart, why is An Jiahe so cruel, is it just for his wife to say a few words to a strange man? Don't forget, An Jiahe is a surgical expert who is about to be promoted to vice president, a senior intellectual. Even if he is a psychopath, as a doctor, can't he even realize that he has a psychological problem?

To be honest, he really didn't believe it. He always thought that this kind of wife beating was generally done by vulgar men in remote areas and without culture. The social status is low, and no one sprinkles fire on him, so he can only sprinkle fire at home.

Generally speaking, a person with a little quality and a little social status, who would do such a tasteless thing? For example, if you ask him to beat Fan Ziyi, this is completely incredible, and he can't imagine under what circumstances he can do this.

There is also a large section of the description of An Jia and his ex-wife Zhang Xiaoya in the script, saying that she loves An Jiahe deeply and would rather commit suicide than resist for the sake of her husband's reputation; It is also difficult for him to understand, is there really such a stupid woman? Another example is Fan Ziyi, you try to beat her? If she doesn't beat you, it's already good, move her a finger, who knows what earth-shattering things will happen.

But when he looked through the materials brought by Senior Sister Xue, especially when he found a report from the All-China Women's Federation, he was shocked: "At present, more than one-third of families in China have violence, and the number of people living in the shadow of violence has reached 70 million, so nearly 100,000 families are disintegrated every year." And what surprised him even more was that a considerable number of domestic abusers were high-level intellectuals!

There are many instances of violence committed by doctors, teachers, scientific research workers, state cadres, etc., and the methods are also extremely cruel, beating, binding, confining, and mutilating the physical, mental, and sexual harm and destruction of wives or other family members, which is shocking!

He checked the Internet again, and there were even more kinds of things on the Internet, and there were also those who specifically labeled domestic violence men, such as some who were prone to emotional loss of control at home; some had addictive habits such as drug abuse, gambling, and alcoholism, so that their personalities changed, their emotions were out of control, and their personalities were distorted; some had no bottom line of morality; some had self-esteem that was more important than their lives; and some had mania, depression, schizophrenia, and other mental illnesses.

An Jiahe seems to be classified in the last category.

"What are you doing? Hey, why don't you clean up the bowls!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fan Ziyi came back and saw the mess on the coffee table, and the rice bowl that had eaten dinner was thrown like this.

"Oh, I forgot for a moment. ”

Wang Dalun quickly stood up from the computer desk and took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen. After a long time, the residue has dried out, and it can only be soaked in water first.

"Have you gone to Sun Li's, how is your place to stay?"

"It's good, it's in Anhui Beili, a one-bedroom house, the size is about the same as the house we rented before, but the decoration and furniture inside are quite new. ”

Fan Ziyi moved her white and slender neck like a swan, sat on the sofa, beat her legs, and said, "I've been shopping for a long time, I'm tired! Hey, what are these things?"

She flipped through the mess of information on the coffee table.

"The script, there's a new script, it just came in the afternoon. ”

"Yo, film appointments are endless! Don't talk to strangers...... Fan Ziyi picked up the script and read the name on the cover.

"TV series, Zhang Jiandong and Mr. Zhang's new play, the original actor is temporarily in trouble, let me help top. Wang Dalun smiled bitterly.

"Did you agree? will it affect "Zhou Yu's Train"?"

"If you don't agree, you can't help it, it's very tight on time. He shook his head, although Zhang Jiandong repeatedly assured him on the phone, and he also promised Sun Zhou again and again, but to be honest, he really didn't have too much confidence in his heart.

…………

Night, silence.

The ginkgo biloba outside the house burst out with the green buds of spring, and the lights in the house were dappled on the grass.

"Smack!"

The lights go out and the mottling disappears.

Wang Dalun took a shower and walked into the bedroom wearing a loose pajamas.

The TV in the bedroom was broadcasting a noisy variety show, but Fan Ziyi nestled on the soft big bed, but her eyes did not stay on the TV, but she held a thick script and watched it with relish.

"How's that?" he lifted the covers and lay down beside his girlfriend.

"It's a little frustrated, but it's a good scene, huh...... It's very innovative. Fan Ziyi thought about it and felt that the words she wanted to describe were very poor. Well, this kind of theme reflecting domestic violence is indeed rare.

"Then you won't object to me playing, right?" Wang Dalun asked again, with such a theme and such a villain role, he was really a little worried that his girlfriend would disagree.

"Ha, how is it possible! Such a good play, to be honest, I really want to play Mei Xiangnan. The girl looked back at him, with a faint envy in her eyes.

Speaking of which, she has been popular in the past two years, but the role she plays is either a costume film or the image of a modern urban young girl, she wants to expand her acting path, but unfortunately there has been no suitable script.

It's good if your girlfriend doesn't object. The script is a good script, the characters are very challenging, the panic and lack of confidence at the beginning come from the memories of the previous life, Feng Yuanzheng's version of An Jiahe is indeed very outstanding. But as an actor, an actor who has the desire to prove all the time, the more challenging the role, the more I want to play.

Just like the girl who read the script and wanted to play Mei Xiangnan, his mind also reversed this afternoon, he really wanted to challenge An Jia and this role, and see if he could reach the height of Feng Yuanzheng's version of An Jia and in his memory.

"Hey, what do you mean? I think my acting skills are poor, and I can't act?"

Fan Ziyi originally casually wanted to play Mei Xiangnan, half of it was a joke, half of it was emotion, but as a result, there was no reaction at all, and she was very unhappy.

"No, how can you not act, you are so beautiful and cute, if you play Mei Xiangnan, who has a blue nose and swollen face who is beaten by her husband all day, won't you be blind in vain!" Wang Dalun smiled and hugged his girlfriend into his arms.

"Hmph, I'm going to be a sycophant. ”

The variety show on the TV is noisy and annoying, Fan Ziyi pouted and found the remote control to turn the TV off, flipped through the script in her hand, and suddenly felt very boring, what her boyfriend said was good, but in the end it was all coaxing. For the first time, she began to examine whether her acting skills were really bad, why no director came to her with this kind of script.

"What's wrong?" Wang Dalun noticed his girlfriend's and said with concern.

"Nothing. ”

She shook her head, closed the script, put it on the bedside table casually, turned her head to meet her boyfriend's gaze, and said a little twisted: "Do you think my acting skills are ...... Well, it's average?"

She originally wanted to say that it was a bad deal, but she felt faceless, and she couldn't say it.

"Uh...... It's good!"

Wang Dalun didn't expect her to take it seriously. My girlfriend's acting skills can only be regarded as average.

The profession of an actor, in a sense, is similar to that of an athlete, paying attention to talent, his own conditions, and hard work. If my girlfriend's own conditions are absolutely inadequate, she has been working hard, and what she lacks is probably talent.

In fact, talent is a very mysterious thing, such as Liu Dehua, a recognized model worker, but in terms of acting skills, he is not as good as Liang Chaowei;

This is not to say that the girl has no talent at all, at least in the entertainment industry, her talent can only be said to be average, and she can't compare with extremely talented actresses like Zhou Xun and Zhang Yanyu, and she is even inferior to the fledgling Sun Li. But after all, she debuted early, and has accumulated a lot of experience in the past few years, plus she is usually very hard and serious, and her acting skills are actually similar to most of the actors who graduated from Beiying and Chinese opera. After all, not everyone can be a vase, and it is a relatively expensive vase.

He could only comfort: "If you are really average in acting, how can you get to where you are today?"

"But some people say that it was my luck to meet "Huanzhu Gege", otherwise I don't know what to do now? ”

"Who said that? Zhao Wei and Xinru, until now, others still call them Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei! Good luck is one thing, but it doesn't mean that your acting skills are average, and being popular is the last word. If you say this kind of person, you don't care about it in the future, they are purely jealous!" Wang Dalun said with a heartfelt voice.

"Hmm. ”

Fan Ziyi nodded violently, her boyfriend's words made her feel very comfortable to listen to, but she was still a little unconfident and said: "You tell you the truth, can I play the role of Mei Xiangnan?"

"Yes, of course I can!" Wang Dalun patted his thigh, looking very sure.

"You didn't coax me?"

"Definitely not coaxing you!"

Although his expression is a little exaggerated, he is really not coaxing his girlfriend. Zhang Jiandong didn't say who played Mei Xiangnan on the phone, but he knew that Mei Ting played it, and this role was not too difficult in his opinion. Mei Ting was able to excel in this play, a large part of the reason is that Feng Yuanzheng acted too well, which made the audience more sympathetic to the poor Mei Xiangnan.

Speaking of Mei Ting, she is an actress he liked very much in his previous life, but it is not because of this "Don't Talk to Strangers", but another "Parents' Love" a few years later, so he will remember Liu Ling's Jiang Dehua vividly.

But you say that he likes Mei Ting, but it is better to say that he prefers Mei Ting's role of An Jie in "Parents' Love", especially An Jie's squeamishness, which throws a little temper at every turn. In this life, he can be with the girl precisely because the girl also has these characteristics of An Jie.

"And when are you leaving?"

The girl's troubles came and went as quickly as she tilted her head and pillowed on her boyfriend's shoulder, her hands swimming on her boyfriend's muscular abdomen.

"After confirming with Mr. Zhang tomorrow, it will be in the next one or two days. He sniffed the scent of his girlfriend's hair and said helplessly.

"Ugh—" she sighed.

She was unhappy that her boyfriend was resting at home without filming, but when there were too many film appointments, she was reluctant to let her boyfriend leave. It was only a day or two, alas, and before she knew it, her hand slowly slid down......