The set in the studio looks like a Western-style factory floor.

The high dome, the arched glass windows, and the old-fashioned chandelier overhead emit a warm yellow glow, which looks quite old-fashioned.

Xu Zhen was standing under the chandelier, with short Western-style hair on his head and a Chinese-style cross-collared gown, looking a little eccentric.

The surrounding group performers are also like him, dressed in a mix of Chinese and Western, half-earth, with a sense of chaos unique to this era.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, director Chen Zi'an happily played a board with his own hands.

Although this is just a trial scene, not a formal shooting, Director Chen is quite keen on creating a sense of ceremony.

And with the sound of the board, the crowd that was originally squirming instantly quieted down.

Liang Wuzhe walked up the corridor on the second floor through the iron staircase, and looked down at the group of young people below.

At this time, he was no longer the lazy appearance in the lounge, he was leaning on the mottled iron railing, his posture was straight, and his elegant face looked extraordinarily calm, giving people an indescribable sense of stability.

"The person who won the lottery will be Mr. Sun's stand-in tomorrow and follow me for the last stretch."

Liang Wuzhe said: "No matter how many people are sacrificed on this road, we must hold on for an hour. ”

"The longer we hold out, the more time Mr. Sun will have to plan an armed uprising with the representatives of the thirteen provinces, and this hour is the hope of our 40,000,000 compatriots......"

His voice was as calm as his expression, not deliberately sensational, nor subdued, like an ordinary middle school teacher teaching his students.

But this slow but firm tone sounds inexplicably uplifting.

Xu Zhen stood under the stage, raised his head and listened to Liang Wuzhe's speech, only to feel realized.

- There are no ups and downs in tone, and only the tone is adjusted by the processing of the breath?

This method of expression is so advanced!

Especially in the face of the theme of the main theme and the story of throwing the head and spilling blood, this treatment method can properly neutralize the embarrassment in the lines, and make the characters more sincere and moving......

Before Xu Zhen could think about it carefully, he finished reading this line.

"Who drew it?"

Liang Wuzhe turned his head and looked around at everyone, and said, "Who drew the lottery just now?" ”

There was a buzzing sound from the audience.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, spread out the note in your hand, and ask the people around you if they have drawn lots; Some of them glanced at Xu Zhen in the crowd, either intentionally or unintentionally, waiting to see how he acted out this episode.

However, Xu Zhen didn't look at anyone.

He stood alone in the crowd, his head down, looking at the note in his hand, his calm and calm expression was the same as that of Liang Wuzhe.

However, under this calm expression, his breathing was rapid and chaotic, and his originally fair cheeks began to redden slightly.

After a while, Xu Zhen calmly raised his arm and looked up at Liang Wuzhe on the corridor on the second floor.

There was no obvious expression on his face, but there was a fire burning in his eyes.

On the sidelines, director Chen Zi'an couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw Xu Zhen's state.

This style of performance ...... It doesn't seem to be the same as Xu Zhen in my impression?

Isn't he a costume actor, isn't he famous for the tension of his performance?

How to ...... today?

"Sogo?"

However, at this moment, Liang Wuzhe, who was standing on the second floor, saw Xu Zhen raise his hand, but he no longer regained his calmness.

He hurriedly ran down the corridor, picked up the crowd, grabbed Xu Zhen's wrist, and roared anxiously and angrily, "What are you doing here?!" ”

As he spoke, Liang Wuzhe grabbed Xu Zhen's arm and left, turning his head to the people around him: "This time it doesn't count, you smoke again!" ”

"Smack!"

But before he took two steps, Xu Zhen struggled to break free of his hand, stubbornly stayed in place, and shouted, "Why do you want to smoke again?" ”

His tone still didn't fluctuate too much, but his breathing became more and more rapid, and he said stubbornly: "Because I am Li Yutang's son?" ”

Liang Wuzhe was stunned for a while, the muscles on his face stiffened slightly, and he said in a dumb voice: "Your father is so old, there is only one son, you can't die......"

"I can't die, who can?" Xu Zhen directly interrupted him, turned his head to look at the young faces around him, and said, "Who is not raised by his father's mother?" ”

He immediately looked at Liang Wuzhe again, his eyes flashed with a little anger and disappointment, and said, "Sir, you are telling us that revolution is all about bloodshed and sacrifice. ”

"You're the one who tells us how important this hour really is."

"Now you see that I won the lottery, and I have to draw lots again...... Why?! ”

Liang Wuzhe opened his mouth, and repeatedly wanted to speak and stopped.

Xu Zhen looked at his trembling lips and slightly reddened eyes, couldn't help but turn his face away, calmed down his emotions, and said softly: "Sir......"

"Thank you, thank you ......"

As he spoke, his breathing gradually calmed down, but his expression became more and more determined.

Xu Zhen took a deep breath and said, "However, since I, Li Chongguang, am standing here, I am ready to die. ”

As he spoke, he raised the note in his hand, looked directly into Liang Wuzhe's eyes, and said sonorously: "Since this sign was drawn by me, then it is mine, and I will not give it to anyone." ”

"I'll walk with you on the last stretch of the road."

At this moment, the sense of calm in Liang Wuzhe's body has long been gone.

He looked at the young face in front of him in a daze, and the whole person seemed to have fallen from the altar in an instant, from a staunch revolutionary leader to an ordinary middle-aged man.

Liang Wuzhe shook his head lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sogo, I, I can't get past that ......"

"I can't get over ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, tears were already spilling out of his eyes.

Liang Wuzhe didn't say anything more, just took Xu Zhen into his arms and patted him lightly on the back.

……

"Click!"

Moments later, director Chen Zi'an shouted a click from the sidelines, signaling that the performance was over.

He walked over to the camera and looked back at the performance he had just seen, and couldn't help but be stunned.

——Xu Zhen actually adopted a similar style to Liang Wuzhe in this performance just now!

There are no large body movements, no excessive facial expressions, and no obvious pauses in tone.

Behind the seemingly calm performance of the two, there is a deep emotion, and this forbearance is visible under the high-definition camera.

Hear the thunder in the silence.

This is the most important way to perform in the main theme movie.

However, I have never seen Xu Zhen have such a high-level performance before...... Who did you learn from? Who taught him?

Can't always ...... It's what you learn and sell, right??