Since the last time I saw a fan because of his appearance, Lei Qiu began to indulge in Weibo.

Her swiping Weibo is really just brushing Weibo, she doesn't blog, she doesn't comment, she doesn't like, she follows a large number of her fans, Sang Zhi's fans, the old people still sing the original work, holding the mobile phone while refreshing it, hehe, he smirked, and every few minutes he also selected a few to read to Song Pingguo.

"You now give people the feeling that you have traveled back in time from 2,000 years ago, and seeing the Internet social platform is like seeing the door to a new world, and I can't wait to dedicate the second half of my life to it to make up for the loss I missed because I was born too early."

"Why are you in love with me, and after talking for a long time, you have begun to talk like this."

Everyone who knows Raichu believes that her success is not because of pure luck or simple hard work and talent, but because of the multiple effects of many factors, which have created today's Raichu.

For example, she thinks that the focus of acting is a sense of security, and people like her who don't have the heart and lungs and don't think too much are basically the most secure kind of people.

There are also some things that Raichu himself doesn't recognize or don't want to admit, for example, he is thick-skinned.

The cheeks must be thick enough to support you to read every line unscrupulously, whether it is those that sound more like human words, or those that don't say it, just looking at the lines makes people want to dig a hole in the ground and drill down.

When Song Pingguo was in junior high school, there was a lesson in the language book that was an excerpt from the thunderstorm, and the teacher found someone to read it aloud by role, and she happened to be selected to read Lu Shiping's part, facing the male classmate who was responsible for playing Zhou Puyuan, and she couldn't pronounce the line "I gave birth to your child twenty years ago" when she was killed.

Raichu did not encounter such difficulties at the beginning of his acting career. She started acting in Peking Opera to drama, and she never encountered any shameful lines, she didn't say a word and accepted them all.

"It's very easy to read it, it's just lines anyway, the hard thing is to pronounce those mentally handicapped lines with a less mentally retarded effect." In this regard, Raichu said, "After all, there are some lines that don't make actors feel ashamed, and they are mentally retarded because they make the audience sound ashamed." ”

For example, the affectionate confessions in Aunt Qiong Yao's novels, you may feel okay when you read the text version, and it will be much better to find someone with good acting skills to read them, if someone reads them aloud without skill, then ...... The effect can be imagined.

Not only can Raichu be able to pronounce it without shame, but he is also able to prevent this kind of line that is out of place in the real world to become natural and fluent, creating a sense of substitution - in short, this is part of the so-called "acting".

The side effect of being thick-skinned is that even when he wasn't acting, Raichu often came up with a line or two of shame - at least when Song Pingguo sounded very ashamed.

At the beginning, Song Pingguo would pretend that she didn't know Lei Qiu, but she got used to it after listening to it, and after listening to it, she was also used to this kind of sentence structure, and after listening to it for a while, she had cultivated to perfection in the imitation of this kind of sentence pattern.

After laughing at Song Pingguo this time, Lei Qiu also posted on Weibo with great interest: "People who can maintain themselves no matter what environment they are in are really admirable, human beings are too easily influenced by the environment and the people around them." ”

Lei Qiu thinks that he has not touched the real threshold of the entertainment industry, but he is also an Internet celebrity, and he swiped out more than a hundred comments in a few minutes.

Before a person really becomes popular, her Weibo comment area will basically remain peaceful, most of them agree with Lei Chu's statement, and some also cite examples of people around them to corroborate, but some are speculating whether Lei Qiu has encountered something to post this Weibo, encouraging Lei Qiu to face the difficulties in life strongly and maintain his current self.

Seeing Lei Qiu staring at the mobile phone screen in a daze, Song Pingguo poked his head to look at the content on the screen, and laughed: "It can also be seen from this point that humans are particularly easy to think too much. ”

"yes, after all, they don't know what boring things come to mind when I'm doing something." Lei Qiu continued to scroll down the comment area, "But I'm very puzzled, people like me who have never appeared on the screen except for acting, and usually post daily posts on Weibo, how do fans confirm what kind of person I am?" It seems that everyone assumes that I am the kind of person who is full of sunshine and smiles, and has an open heart and is full of love. ”

"Judging from the Weibo you posted, that's indeed the case." Song Pingguo tugged at Lei Chu's cheek, "And...... That's pretty much the way it is. ”

"So- so most of them don't like me, it's the 'Raichu' they imagined based on me?"

"I can't say that, at least the people who like your face are still very sincere."

Just when Lei Qiu was entangled in this problem, Sang Zhi instead of Gong Xiao also came to her to deliver her a freshly baked, hot script.

"She's busy with other things, so I'll come over and give this to you." Sang Zhi put the script on the coffee table, "I really want to see what kind of effect your performance will be." ”

After hearing about the problem that Lei Qiu was struggling with, Sang Zhi, who was obviously about the same level as Lei Qiu, and was still a junior, began to enlighten Lei Qiu: "As ordinary people, we are loved because of love, but when we are stars, we are loved because we are excellent, or because we meet the audience's inner expectations." Fans love the big cake in their hearts, although we are not cakes, but we are also the flour and butter in it, a particularly important component, you An Ansheng is liked, it's useless to think so much. Anyway—"

Speaking of this, Sang Zhi seemed to finally couldn't hold back the power of the desolation in his heart, and patted the coffee table and roared bitterly: "Anyway, you already have a girlfriend who is responsible for liking the real you, do you still care what the fans want from you!" ”

How do you know that Lei Chu is even more sad than her: "Don't you also have a girlfriend, your girlfriend is still a rich second generation!" ”

"Heh, Gong Xiao is also the kind of workaholic who squats at home for a while, is fickle and indecisive, no matter how rich he is, he won't have a girlfriend, who would like this kind of person?"

“…… You know her very well, I don't know that much about myself. ”

Lei Qiu's words really hit the heart and made it impossible to refute it, Sang Zhi gave up the refutation directly, and walked out while talking about life with Gong Xiao on the phone, Lei Qiu looked at her back and sighed: "Sometimes I really don't understand their homosexuality." ”

She said this very reasonably.

"Let me conclude that, based on our life experience in the past few days, human beings are deceitful, fickle and not very understandable creatures."

"It sounds so hopeless about life. Wow, little apple, look at me again! Let's go out to eat tonight, okay for hot pot? ”

"Then, you perfectly demonstrated the three points of being deceitful, fickle, and not very easy to understand in one sentence."

Lei Qiu hugged Song Pingguo over and counted them one by one with his fingers: "I'm not very easy to deceive, because I'm the one who acts on the stage to deceive people, and I'm not very fickle, because I'm going to like you alone for the rest of my life, and I also understand it very well......."

"You want to have a peerless face that spans the past and the present." Song Pingguo said for her.

"Yes. I knew you were the best person in the world about me. ”

I don't know if it's to celebrate the increase in a lot of fans or just because of Raichu's whim, the two of them really came out to eat hot pot.

While waiting for the soup in the pot to boil, Lei Qiu took out the script of "Basement" that he had just arrived from his bag, and shook his head while flipping it: "Gong Tou'er is planning to toss me to death." ”

"What's wrong?" Song Pingguo, who was originally sitting opposite her, simply changed her position next to her, "This script is so tragic? ”

The key part of "The Basement" is all about Raichu's one-man show, that is, the heroine's struggle to survive after finding herself locked in the basement.

There is no air window in the basement, and the locked door is a metal security door that every household in the residential building has - it seems that people wonder if this door is breathable, but fortunately, an air conditioning duct hole is opened in advance near the ceiling, and it is not blocked, ensuring that the air is circulating, and the heroine will not be suffocated inside.

The next issue is food and water. This basement was originally empty, and the crew put some decent props into it for filming, obviously, these props did not include food.

It was the snacks she brought to the set that helped a lot, and her bag was in the corner, along with half a bag of biscuits and a bottle of mineral water - honestly, how long would that last?

She could survive in this basement with the biscuits and water, but if she couldn't find any way out of the basement during that time to live, then this extended life would be nothing more than a dying struggle.

An ordinary, locked door separates her from the outside world, from "living", and after being separated from civilized society, human beings deeply feel their own insignificance and powerlessness as an individual.

“…… Are you sure Gong Xiao also wants to convey such a profound theme? Song Pingguo glanced at the boiling soup in the pot, and poured down a few things that were more difficult to cook on the plate next to her.

"Of course not, this is my understanding, my understanding is for my own convenience, and it probably has nothing to do with the screenwriter's real thoughts." Lei Qiu couldn't wait to pick up a piece of mutton and simmer it in the pot, "Gong Xiao must just want to write a curious story, believe me." ”