What is the most important thing for an actor.

Chen Li'an has been thinking about this question for a long time, and now he has also made several movies, and the roles are all different, but Chen Li'an has not found the answer.

The only character that touched him and allowed him to play with his life was Extreme Cold, and only the character of Qi Lei made him feel skin-to-skin, understanding from the bottom of his heart and integrating into that fictional character from body and mind.

Use your own emotions and flesh to turn the fictional character that only exists in the script into a real person.

The athletes among the winners are very good, the Mid-Autumn Festival in the wind and moon is very good, the Sange in the Red River Valley is very good, and even Wei Qing in the middle of the night singing is also very good.

But none of these characters really touched Chen Li'an, making him tremble from the depths of his soul.

Originally, he thought that Okagawa in the Christ of Nanjing would also be like this, a character who fits his personality very well, and that's it.

But at the end of the play, he suddenly realized that things were not what he imagined, and the character of Okayagawa slowly merged into his flesh and blood in his game with Yasuko Tomita.

Chen Li'an was holding a dry leaf with Okagawa's name written on it, and he suddenly remembered the tenderness and sweetness at that time when he taught Jinhua to write before.

In the bright and spacious room, on the renovated Japanese-style tatami mat, Kaneka lay on the ground with pen and ink and clean rice paper in front of her, and Okagawa held her hand behind Kaneka and taught her to write.

"It's your name, Jinhua." Okagawa said softly in Jinhua's ear.

Jin Hua looked at the crooked words on the paper, pronounced her name, turned her head to look at Okagawa Yanran and smiled, and asked a little anxiously, "You teach me to write your name." ”

"Okay." Okagawa took Kaneka's hand and wrote his name on a piece of paper.

Jinhua looked at Okayagawa's name carefully, and wanted to memorize those words firmly in her mind, but she was very dissatisfied with her crooked words, and she couldn't write his name so ugly.

"I wrote your name so ugly."

"It's good to practice more, and you can write a few times a day in the future."

"It's a waste, paper is expensive."

Okagawa rubbed her head dotingly, telling her not to worry about these things. Happily, Kaneka wrote Okayagawa's name on the paper over and over again in Okagawa's arms until all the paper was used up.

Kaneka lay on Okagawa's body, ripped off his home kimono, took the brush and said, "I'm going to write on you." ”

The mild afternoon sun shines through the window, and Okagawa lies on the tatami mat, and Kaneka sits on top of him, holding a brush and writing his name on Okagawa's back with a brush reverently and seriously.

Okagawa lay on the ground and felt the smooth touch of the ink-stained brush on his back, and felt his heart beat faster and felt that he was really in love with this girl who took her name seriously.

The leaves in Chen Li'an's hand were blown by the wind and slowly fell to the ground, he picked up the leaves and retracted his thoughts, not sure whether he fell in love with her in the play or outside the play at that time.

There is no Chen Li'an's footage in the past few days of shooting, but he will still go to the set every day, to see Yasuko Tomita, and to see Jinhua's life after being ruthlessly left behind by Okagawa.

The destruction of beautiful things will arouse the greatest compassion in human nature, Chen Li'an silently looked at the golden flower whose faith was destroyed, and was defeated by life.

Seeing her lose her source of livelihood, she had no choice but to return to the flower building in order to survive, and was deceived by the old bustard and bullied by a guest who was infected with flower disease.

Watching her suffer from flower disease and having a nervous breakdown, watching her collapse and wash her body.

Watch her be deceived by a white man who says she is Christ who is able to take away her flower disease. Seeing that even if she is insane, she is still kind and unwilling to infect others.

watched her believe in the earth, standing on the street with steamed buns stained with the blood of the beheaded condemned prisoners, and gulping them down.

Watch her write Okayagawa's name on the leaves every day, and watch her pray for Christ to give Okayagawa back to her.

Chen Li'an has been watching all this coldly, as if everything that happened to Jinhua has nothing to do with him, and his heart is as hard as a stone.

It's just that Oka Chuan in his heart kept shouting and struggling, shouting frantically for Chen Li'an to save Jinhua. Chen Li'an closed his eyes and sat on the bow of the wooden boat, his body swaying gently with the boat, as if he remembered the scene of meeting Jinhua for the first time.

In Chen Li'an's heart, he seemed to see Okayagawa kneeling in the dark praying that he could save Jinhua, seeing him keep talking about how much he loved Jinhua, seeing his regrets, and seeing him crying bitterly.

In a trance, I saw him holding the child in front of his Japanese wife and smiling happily, completely forgetting the golden flower in Nanjing, forgetting the girl who loved him deeply, and forgetting the girl who brought him joy.

Chen Li'an opened his eyes, looked at the willow branches hanging down on the bank of the river, and muttered to himself, "Okagawa. What kind of person are you, really. ”

"Do you really love her, or are you hypocritically using affection to deceive yourself from the condemnation of your conscience and the strange eyes of the world?"

Chen Li'an sighed faintly, looking at the blue sky, he always thought of the picture when he was with Yasuko Tomita, if he was Okayagawa, would he fall in love with Jinhua?

After a long time, Chen Li'an sighed helplessly, if he was Okayagawa, then he would definitely fall in love with Jinhua.

So don't think about it that much.

When the boat docked, Chen Li'an got out of the other side of the cabin, passed through the narrow and dark cabin, and when he stepped on the bluestone shore, Chen Li'an had disappeared, and it was Okagawa who came out of the darkness to save his beloved girl.

After meeting Jinhua again, all of Okayagawa's demeanor disappeared, only endless regret and heartache, looking at Jinhua, who was crazy but still remembered that he loved him deeply, Okayama also felt that he was going crazy.

Everyone in the crew looked at Chen Li'an and Yasuko Tomita in silence, everything about the actors disappeared in them, and only Okagawa and Jinhua stood in front of the camera.

Ou Dingping sat in front of the monitor, his palms couldn't help but tremble slightly, and he didn't even dare to direct the photography how to shoot, for fear of affecting the performances of Chen Li'an and Yasuko Tomita.

This kind of performance does not need any filming techniques to assist, just look at them and you can feel two real people, a real emotion!

At this moment, Ou Ding Ping suddenly understood a truth, great movies have no bells and whistles, and there are too many things that will only destroy the beauty of the movie, destroy the actors' performances, and destroy the most real emotions of the characters.

Something is too much

If Chen Li'an knew Ou Dingping's thoughts, he would definitely ask him to write them down and send them to Director Cheng.

How well Farewell My Concubine is filmed, there are no paradoxical voiceovers and no hazy filters, only the most moving stories and performances.

In the next two weeks, the efficiency of filming is not good, and even the supporting roles in the play will be infected by the performances of Chen Li'an and Yasuko Tomita, and they will be led by them unconsciously, and the performance level is a few points higher.

Under the hazy sky in the early morning, Chen Li'an looked at the silent Yasuko Tomita, gently grabbed her hand, and seemed to be very reluctant to play the last scene.

Yasuko Tomita turned her head to look at Chen Li'an, her eyes were full of nostalgia, and then she gently withdrew her hand, turned her head to look at the prepared camera and nodded gently.

Ou Dingping took a deep breath and shouted: "The Christ of Nanjing, the last scene, the last shot, begins!" ”

Wearing a bright red scarf and Okagawa's hat on her head, Jinhua stumbled and ran on the railway, and when a breeze blew, the hat on her head fell to the ground, and there was no trace of Okagawa on her body.

Okagawa followed behind Jinhua, looking at her back, his eyes were full of pampering, and he was determined to take her back to Japan and never be separated again.

Jinhua ran and smiled and seemed to change back to her original carefree self in the golden rape flower field, Jinhua ran and suddenly fell to the ground, and the bright red scarf slowly fell in the breeze.

Okayagawa quickly ran over, hugged Jinhua in his arms, smiled and lifted her head, like a doting father, gently wiping the broken grass on her face, but did not feel Jinhua's breathing.

Okagawa's hand froze, the smile on his face froze, and his trembling hand gently stroked Jinhua's face, his voice seemed to be blocked, and he couldn't even shout the word Jinhua.

Seeing Jinhua's blood-pale face, Okagawa hugged her tightly in his arms, his eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't make any sound with his mouth slightly open, like a machine that was so sad that it lost its soul.

Everyone in the crew who had been watching from the side had red eyes at this time, and tears slipped uncontrollably from the corners of their eyes.

Ou Dingping sat on the pony and felt a great sadness hit him, and at this moment he suddenly realized that he might never be able to make such a movie again.

He grieves for Kaneka and Okagawa, and he grieves for himself.

No one shouted to stop, nor did they step forward to tell Chen Li'an and Yasuko Tomita that they had finished filming, Chen Li'an held her and her body kept shaking, and tears in her eyes slipped down her cheeks and dripped on Yasuko Tomita's face.

Warm tears fell on Yasuko Tomita's heart like a boulder, and it hurt very much, and the man she loved the most was crying for herself.

Yasuko Tomita forgot everything, opened her eyes and looked at Chen Li'an, reached out and gently wiped away his tears, and said gently: "I'm still here, I'm still here."

At the moment when Yasuko Tomita spoke, all of Chen Li'an's suppressed emotions were completely out of control, hugging Yasuko Tomita and crying hoarsely, shouting Jinhua over and over again.

Ou Dingping watched this scene and silently asked the photographer to turn off the camera, and then gestured for everyone to stop making a sound and quietly pack up their things.

The assistant director stood in the distance and looked at Chen Li'an, who was crying bitterly with Yasuko Tomita, took a puff of cigarette, and said to Ou Dingping in a hoarse voice: "Chen Li'an is too devoted, he won't be affected, right?" ”

Ou Dingping shook his head and said, "It's okay, leave it to Yasuko Tomita, and professional actors have their own set of acting methods, don't worry." ”

"Well, what now?" The assistant director looked at Chen Li'an, who couldn't slow down for a while, and then looked at the crew that had almost cleaned up, and said with some confusion: "Why are we waiting?" ”

"Wait." After Ou Dingping finished speaking, he turned around and left.

The assistant director stepped on the cigarette butt in his hand, looked at Chen Li'an's figure, and couldn't help muttering: "It's really worth our wait, he's a good actor." ”

Yasuko Tomita leaned on Chen Li'an's arms, kept wiping his tears, and said over and over again that I was still there and that the filming was over.

But Chen Li'an didn't seem to feel it, immersed in the emotion of losing his lover for a long time and couldn't extricate himself.

In the depths of Chen Li'an's subconscious, he looked at himself who kept crying very sensibly and soberly, and he knew that the person who was crying was not himself, but Okagawa

Yasuko Tomita's words won't have any comforting effect, they will only make Okagawa break down even more, his golden flower is really dead and will never come back.

After a long time, Chen Li'an gradually stopped crying, glanced at Yasuko Tomita seriously, as if he wanted to remember this face that looked exactly the same as Jinhua, and then raised his hand and gently stroked her face and smiled.

"You're alright, Li'anjun." Yasuko Tomita is a little afraid of Chen Li'an's current mental state, he is out of the play, how can he get into the play so deeply.

The tears on Chen Li'an's face stopped, he withdrew the hand that was stroking Yasuko Tomita, exhaled slowly, and then said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine, it's just that there are too many emotions accumulated in my heart that need to be vented." ”

Okagawa had also gone with the dead golden flower, and now only Chen Li'an was still experiencing the faint sadness.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay" Yasuko Tomita put her arms around Chen Li'an and patted him gently on the back, gentle like a mother.

Chen Li'an, who returned to the hotel at night, seemed to have completely gotten rid of the influence of the role on him, and drank and chatted with Ou Dingping.

Yasuko Tomita has been sitting next to Chen Li'an, looking normal and unaffected by the role, but in fact, there is still the shadow of Jinhua in her every move, and even the way she speaks still retains the habit of Jinhua.

Chen Li'an silently observed Yasuko Tomita, and finally made sure that this girl was a bit of a human drama.

I thought I was in a play, but in fact I fell deeper.

Ou Ding Pingye found out, but he didn't have much to do, and he didn't have the heart to care about the actors' affairs now, he just wanted to go back and make the movie in the later stage as soon as possible.

After eating in the evening, Yasuko Tomita followed Chen Li'an back to the room, and thoughtfully helped Chen Li'an take off his coat and hang it up.

"Yasuko, when are you going back to Japan?" Chen Li'an sat on the edge of the bed and asked.

Yasuko Tomita was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while why she wanted to go back to Japan, and it took a while before she came back to her senses and looked at Chen Li'an blankly.

"I don't want to go back." Yasuko Tomita looked at Chen Li'an and said.

Chen Li'an took Yasuko Tomita's hand and sat down and said, "Have you forgotten why you acted in this movie?" ”

Yasuko Tomita shook her head and nodded again, looking at Chen Li'an in silence, and after returning to reality, those obsessions that had been forgotten for the time being returned.

In order to save his acting career, he broke his previous innocent image to act in this movie.

Her own obsession slowly pulled Yasuko Tomita back from the golden flower, and she still prefers her current life to the simple girl who believes in Christ.

Chen Li'an stretched out his hand and rubbed Tomita's head and said, "Okay, forget about Jinhua and forget Okayagawa, you are Tomita Yasuko, the last pure of the Showa era, and a well-known artist who wants to stand on the stage again." ”

After listening to Chen Li'an's words, Yasuko Tomita hugged Chen Li'an and cried bitterly, tears flowing down uncontrollably.

Maybe I was sad about Jinhua's ending, or maybe I found out that I was so envious of Jinhua, envious of her simplicity, and envious of her bravery.

Yasuko Tomita hugged Chen Li'an and cried for a long time, and finally raised her head to look at Chen Li'an, looked at Okagawa, whom Jinhua loved deeply, stroked his face and said, "Let me do Jinhua again, okay." ”

Chen Li'an nodded, hugged her lightly and called out to Jinhua softly.

The night was quiet, with only two men and women in the room reminiscing about the happy old days, strolling by the river, running through the rape fields, and writing together in the sun-drenched room.

When the dark sky outside the window gradually brightened, the two stopped remembering, looked at each other in the morning light, and then released all their emotions in one go.

It seems that he wants to give all his love to each other at once in this early morning.

I don't know how long it took, the sunlight outside was already dazzling, and the frantic gasps in the room gradually subsided, only the messy clothes on the floor could prove the madness just now.

Yasuko Tomita propped herself up and sat up, silently took a towel, wiped off the sweat stains on her forehead, and wiped off the traces left by Chen Li'an on her body.

Chen Li'an couldn't help but take out a pack of cigarettes, walked to the window and smoked silently, the cyan smoke slowly drifting away in the sunlight.

It seems that for the past month or so, it has all been a dream, and now it is time to wake up.

Yasuko Tomita picked up the clothes on the ground, put them on one by one, and then came behind Chen Li'an, hugged him from behind, felt his body temperature, and stretched out her finger to write the three words Chen Li'an on his back.

Just like Jinhua wrote his name on Okayagawa, Yasuko Tomita said softly after finishing writing: "Lian-kun, I'm going back to Japan, I hope to see you again in the future." ”

Chen Li'an felt as if he was a golden flower in reality, ruthlessly abandoned by Yasuko Okagawa.

"Good luck and hopefully this movie will make you a goddess of all Japan again."

Yasuko Tomita let go of the hand holding Chen Li'an, looked at his back against the light and said, "I will definitely do it!" ”

Chen Li'an said without looking back: "Then, goodbye." ”

"Goodbye."

After a while, Chen Li'an extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand, and when he turned around, Yasuko Tomita was no longer in the room.

When Chen Li'an packed his luggage and went downstairs, he knew that Yasuko Tomita had left in advance.

Looking at the blue sky, Chen Li'an stretched his waist and left with his luggage.

How did you come and how to go back, everything seems to have not changed, only the price of the motorcycle has increased.

More than two hours later, Chen Li'an's plane landed in the capital.

Looking at the dust in the sky and smelling the bad air, Chen Li'an took a deep breath in obsession: "This is the taste of hometown!" ”

Phew! It's just too much sand!

(There are two more chapters, send them later, you can read them tomorrow, or you can choose to wait, anyway, you won't go to work tomorrow. Hey. ）

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