Guan Chen still remembers when he just woke up from the hospital.

The last picture in his memory was dark, he was lying on the execution bed, his eyes closed, smelling the despair of the past death row prisoners in the air, and he died peacefully in a coma.

It's like a sleep. Guan Chen woke up in the hospital and regretted to find that he had not died.

He didn't think it was because he was physically strange and immune to the drug, so he was taken for research.

The first reaction was that this was a trick played by the strip, just to force him to confess and bite out the boss.

People who have almost died once will be more attached to life. Guan Chen has also used similar methods, first giving near-death experience, breaking through mental defense, then providing false human warmth, arousing survival instincts, and finally renegotiating.

It's just that the same trick is used on Guan Chen, and there is no luck in his heart, only unhappiness - he is obviously ready to die, but he wants to play you first. If Tiaozi thinks that if he fakes his death once, he will be greedy for life and resentful of the boss, then he will be underestimated.

Guan Chen decided not to say anything for a while, wishing that the negotiations would break down and that he would really die.

He closed his eyes again, gasping for air, feeling too weak to do anything. Disgusted with this powerlessness. Guan Chen clenched his fists, trying to judge that there was still some strength left at this time. Moving his hand slightly, he didn't feel the restraint of the cold handcuffs he expected. Moving his limbs, he was surprised to find that his hands and ankles were not locked. What does that mean? Not afraid of him running away? Guan Chen opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head to look around the ward, there was no guard's note, and there was no obvious surveillance. The door of the ward was wide open, and the corridor was normally noisy, with people coming and going, some men, women, and children dressed in ordinary clothes.

Suddenly a possibility came to mind...... Perhaps, it was the boss who fulfilled his promise and moved his hands and feet to get him out?

Guan Chen's spirit was shocked, and the breath of heart that he leaked out before saying goodbye to the world and the past before he died was lifted back by him in an instant.

No, no...... This can be a trap as well. Guan Chen was on guard and began to think about how to escape from this place.

The ward is a single ward, he is the only one, there are white clouds floating in the sky outside the window, there is no other to see, and the floor cannot be judged. The bed sheet is made of high-density cotton cloth to the touch, torn to make an escape rope, which can easily bear the weight of an adult. Even if it wasn't long enough, he could escape to the ground floor and descend to other levels, where it would be relatively easy to escape. It's just that there are some fruit baskets and flowers piled up on the sofa and the floor by the window, and there may be miniature surveillance cameras hidden in them, so be careful.

The nurse walked in the door and leaned over defenselessly, ready to give Guan Chen an injection.

Guan Chen, who was pretending to sleep, was worried that the ingredients of the medicine would make him sleepy, so as soon as the nurse turned around, he was ready to quietly pull out the needle.

However, when he looked down, he saw a weak, lean, clean hand with no calluses and no fine scars growing in the sleeve of his hospital gown.

Not to remember in your own hands.

Guan Chen was at a loss.

……

"Stop."

Director Tian stood up from behind the screen, scratched his neck, and stopped talking.

"I'm at a loss." Guan Chen sat cross-legged on the hospital bed, one elbow supporting his knee, and the back of his hand supporting his chin, looking very reasonable.

Everyone in the crew was in an uproar, exchanging glances with each other and whispering:

"It's been a lot of progress!"

"I didn't even throw the pot on the heads of other departments today...... It's not easy! ”

"It's just that Brother Chen's tone is a little bad, it sounds like complaining about Director Tian."

“……”

Guan Chen observed Director Tian's expression.

His sentence "I'm at a loss" is not a complaint similar to "I'm speechless". Yesterday, he could hear it clearly in the headphones, and Director Tian wanted to see the killer Ding Wu's blankness, so he was infinitely NG.

Although this solved Guan Chen's misunderstanding of Director Tian's professional ability, it also made Guan Chen feel that Director Tian was naïve, with a literary middle-aged and intellectual's unique twist, he liked to waste everyone's time, and his mouth was so hard that he couldn't complete the homework assigned to him during the audition, so he secretly prepared a strange script of "Red Child vs. Black Cat Detective" with the wrong text, always duplicitous, and always had something to say.

Guan Chen thought to himself, what do you want him to play, just say no?

I didn't think about playing the killer Ding Wu before, because Guan Chen thought that Ding Wu only left instinct after amnesia, and his body lost the restraint of consciousness, like a wild beast that had escaped, action preceded reaction, like restarting a machine, the brain unconsciously began to record all the information in front of him, and a large amount of information poured in, and it may not be too late to produce the emotion of being at a loss.

But in order to see the killer Ding Wu's dazedness, Director Tian did not hesitate to spend a whole day, and even had the posture of continuing to toss. So Guan Chen had to prescribe the right medicine and adjust his strategy.

In that half a month, Guan Chen only learned three lessons from Hawley.

In the first class, actors are taboo to act emotions directly. Emotions exist in performance, but they are created when the actions of the characters create conflict, and they are a by-product of the actions.

Therefore, Guan Chen will not directly play the emotion of [dazed]. Confused, unfocused, and sluggish...... These are obvious actions that make the audience feel like you're at a loss. This is the technique of stage 1, which is a low-level and lazy method for Guan Chen, who pursues stage 3 "returning to the true realm".

Lesson 2: The process of an actor's performance is actually a process of making a series of [choices].

Like happiness, sadness, and anger, there are a thousand manifestations of confusion. Performing one of them is tantamount to making a choice.

These choices should be centered on the role, analyze the prescribed situation, combine the actor's own understanding of human nature, understanding of the role and the overall artistic style of the film, and then find out the action chain that fits the role among the thousands of choices.

After Guan Chen's eavesdropping ended last night, after handing over the video to the side photographer, he would go to the room and start thinking about what the killer's dazed look like.

Killers are a perennial profession that deals with planning and accidents. Like all people, a killer only has one life, and no killer will force his mission without being prepared unless he has to.

Even if you encounter an accident, calm down and don't show your weaknesses to the enemy.

Being at a loss is tantamount to declaring that you are helpless and waiting for death on the spot.

Therefore, the killer's confusion is a weakness, a hedgehog's belly, and a beast's wound, which must be protected layer by layer, and cannot be easily revealed.

The content of today's filming is the same as yesterday. The killer Ding Wu played by Guan Chen lies on the hospital bed and closes his eyes to recuperate. And the waste material played by Xiang Jun, after stealing the identity of the killer and spending all the money in his wallet heartlessly, quietly slipped into the ward, wanting to return his clothes and wallet. As a result, Ding Wu, who was pretending to be asleep, grabbed his wrist and almost peed, and was about to kneel and beg for mercy at that time. Dante Wu looked at the ceiling and asked, "Who am I?" The waste material is unknown. Ding Wu began to mechanically relay what the doctor told him, saying that his name was Fang Liren, who fell to the back of his head in the bathhouse, suffered temporary amnesia, and now he can't remember anything, and he doesn't even know who he is or how many people in his family are. [Do you recognize me?] Ding Wu asked about the waste wood.

Ding Wu, played by Guan Chen yesterday, was like a blank piece of paper, and his tone was not tendentious.

Today's Ding Wu, when he asked about the nonsense, his tone was hopeful, as if he was asking for an answer from a well-wisher, but his eyes were fiercely cutting at the waste material, and his limbs were even more vigilant than yesterday. Like a poisonous snake about to pounce, it is also like a beast that has been accumulating strength for a long time. The slightest mistake will lead to a counterattack.

But after the performance, Director Tian still didn't seem to be very satisfied.

"I was at a loss and anxious." Guan Chen emphasized to Director Tian.

"Not only are you dazed and anxious, but I am ......also dazed" Director Tian thought that Guan Chen was coquettish and complaining, but he muttered "dazed" and "anxious", feeling how these two words were so familiar. Director Tian suddenly realized something, and covered his forehead with a headache. After a few seconds, it was announced, "Take a 10-minute break!" ”

Everyone on the set dispersed to rest, even if today's shooting had just begun.

Director Tian called the assistant director, cameraman, and screenwriter together, frowning and asking them something. And those people shook their heads. Tian Dao touched his forehead weakly, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly walked towards Guan Chen, who was resting on the hospital bed.

The crew tacitly gave up the space to the director and the leading actors.