It's still a chair, placed in the middle of the performance position.

Ye Yiwei sat on the ground, leaning back on the chair, looking at the A4 paper in her hand distractedly. The slender hands were covered with green tendons due to exertion, and even the knuckles were pale......

The bloodless lips slowly hooked a light smile, "Good people don't have good rewards, I finally understand this sentence now." ”

Her hands seemed to lose all their strength at that moment, and the A4 paper fell like snowflakes.

Diagnosis of cancer.

Falling to the ground, dazzling and conspicuous.

stubbornly raised his head, and finally couldn't help leaning back on the back of the chair, and tears fell silently on that delicate face......

She didn't seem to know it, just leaning back in her chair, her eyes gradually turned from sadness to despair, and her eyes, which were obviously very beautiful, were gray and haze, and there was no chance of life, falling into despair and darkness......

Gradually, leaning back in her chair, she curled up, clasped her knees with both hands, and finally burst into tears.

Low sobbing.

No complaints.

There is no hizzing.

The audience fell into a kind of silence, and they even lowered their breathing, for fear of disturbing the women in the audience. The whole world, as if she was the only one, was left alone, and fell into boundless darkness.

There were two knocks on the door.

Ye Yiwei raised her head, her eyes were red from crying, revealing a trace of confusion, "Who?" ”

is still the little boy who played before, he said: "Teacher, the meal is ready, you can come out to eat." ”

The tears that had been stopped couldn't help but rush out, Ye Yiwei wiped a handful of tears with the back of her hand, and said softly: "I know." ”

The footsteps of the little boy faded away......

Ye Yiwei propped up the chair with her hands, slowly stood up, and walked directly to the door. As her hand twisted the doorknob, she seemed to realize something, turned around, and picked up the medical certificate on the floor again.

The words on it were still glaring, and she bit her lip, put away the diagnosis, and walked out.

The door closed with a "click".

Only those present came to their senses.

……

The screenwriter is a woman, and she writes the story herself, and she knows it best. When Ye Yiwei performed this scene, she seemed to really see Fan Lu in the script come to life and come out of her script.

The tears that I have endured for a long time burst out of my eyes at this moment.

The screenwriter threw himself on the table and cried, "This is my Fan Lu, she is my Fan Lu!" ”

Producer Zhang's eyes were also red, and he whispered: "She is indeed Fan Lu." ”

"I originally thought that Lin Yao was already very good, and as a director, I really admired Lin Yao. She is very perceptive, and she can interpret the script she gives her according to my ideas and perform it very well. But...... When Ye Yiwei came out, I realized that in addition to understanding, in addition to fulfilling the requirements of the director and the production team, acting must also be spiritual, and it is necessary to get close to the heart of the character. ”

Chen Xing looked at the screenwriter and said, "I finally understand why you keep asking for soulful performances." Today, I finally got to see it. "It turns out that some people really seem to be born for this role, and when she came out, it was Fan Lu.

There is no doubt that Chen Xing, Producer Zhang, screenwriter and other people have given the best evaluation.

Xue Zhongnan pinched the sign in his hand and flipped it over and over again.

Finally, as if he had made some decision, he held it up, "I admit, this time, she is better than Lin Yao." ”

Seven people, Lin Yao just got six votes, and Ye Yiwei ...... Yes unanimous vote!

She bowed slightly and smiled brightly, "Thank you." "One hundred plating" vase queen: hidden husband, hold high! The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.