fringe artist

Chapter 8 8. Simulated Burial
In the wasteland on the outskirts of the capital, Wang Xiaoshuai and his men were digging a hole.

The wet soil was pushed out by the flying shovel with the smell of rotten grass roots, and landed on the tender green grass in an arc.

Chen Li'an leaned against the tree and watched quietly, as if he was watching his own grave taking shape bit by bit.

Ma Xiaoqing, who came with her, was holding the camera, looking at the quiet Chen Li'an couldn't help pressing the shutter.

Click!

When the shutter sounded, Chen Li'an turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoqing, and smiled melancholy.

Ma Xiaoqing really felt that Chen Li'an was like a martyr, quietly experiencing the tranquility before death.

This made her worry a little bit. The simulated burial would bury Chen Li's security department underground, and there was a high possibility of accidents.

As if feeling Ma Xiaoqing's worry, Chen Li'an said softly: "Don't worry, there will be no danger. There are so many people here, it's difficult to think of accidents."

"Is it necessary to do this?" Ma Xiaoqing couldn't help asking.

Ma Xiaoqing was born as a child star. She has debuted for many years and has starred in many movies and TV series. Last year, she played BJ Man in New York with Jiang Wen.

She has worked with so many big-name actors, but she has never seen an actor like Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an brushed his hair and replied seriously: "Yes, although the performance is fake, the emotion must be real."

Chen Li'an never chooses to be perfunctory when dealing with performances. An actor must have enough awe.

Ma Xiaoqing was a little dazed, she had heard others say this several years ago, and she almost forgot about it after acting for so long.

What a crazy actor.Ma Xiaoqing didn't want to describe someone like Chen Li'an as a lunatic.

The pit was dug quickly, and the people in charge were sweating from exhaustion.

Especially Wang Xiaoshuai, who has a rounder figure, is already slumped on the ground and panting heavily.

Chen Li'an took out the headband that he had made in advance from his pocket, and it said today's Liqiu on it.

Ma Xiaoqing came over and stretched out her hand and said, "Let me tie it for you."

"Okay." Chen Li'an handed the hair tie to Ma Xiaoqing, and anticipation and excitement began to ignite in his eyes.

The spring sun was very warm, but Chen Li'an's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Ma Xiaoqing looked at his slightly trembling shoulders behind Chen Li'an, feeling an indescribable shock in her heart.

Why is there such a big gap between actors, why is empathy so strong, how did you find this state...

After Ma Xiaoqing tied the hair tie, Chen Li'an gradually calmed down and began to suppress the excitement in his heart.

This energy can't be released right now, it has to be suppressed, it has to be held back, and it is slowly passed away in the heart until it returns to the numbness after calming down.

After Wang Xiaoshuai sat by the pit and rested for a while, he turned to look at Chen Li'an who was ready.

"Li...Qi Lei, are you ready?" Wang Xiaoshuai changed his name to Qi Lei as soon as he uttered the word Li, still not used to it.

"All right."

Chen Li'an adjusted his breathing, walked to the edge of the pit and jumped down.

"Then start!" Wang Xiaoshuai got up from the ground, and his heart became excited.

The extremely cold crew is very simple. A camera and a very simple sound receiver are all the equipment of the crew.

According to Wang Xiaoshuai's request, photographer Yang Shu set up a camera directly opposite Chen Li'an.

Wang Xiaoshuai checked the picture and composition, and called to start.

No housekeeping, no playing board, no lights, no radio...

Everything is so simple that one can't help but suspect that this is a group of enthusiasts' self-entertainment.

But even so, everyone still put in great enthusiasm, especially Chen Li'an.

The soft and wet soil carried a rotten smell, and gradually buried Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an felt the oppression and bondage brought by the mud, as if his life was falling into the dark underground bit by bit.

The soil gradually filled Chen Li'an's shoulders, leaving only his neck and head exposed.

Today's beginning of spring written on the hairband on his forehead gradually became prominent in the camera screen, forming a very strong contrast with the buried Chen Li'an.

The beginning of spring means that all things grow, but Chen Li'an is burying himself.

The few friends who were in charge of filling the soil slowed down their movements at this time, worried that if they continued to fill the soil, they would really bury Chen Li'an.

Chen Li'an raised his head slightly, and said shortly, "Continue until you drown me."

The mud continued to fly, Chen Li'an began to have difficulty breathing, and his vision was gradually submerged by the mud until he was completely plunged into darkness...

The green grass beside the meandering river, Chen Li'an shook off the dirt from his body.

During the 2 minutes of being buried in the burial, Chen Li'an really felt that he was about to die.

The desperate suffocation spread throughout the body, causing the muscles to spasm uncontrollably.

Chen Li'an was a little confused now, and sat on the grass in a daze after dusting off his body.

After experiencing the burial, he didn't feel the withdrawal and entanglement of Qi Lei in the script, only messy confusion and confusion in his mind, and he wanted to continue to try.

There was a huge deviation between this state of mind and the characters, to be precise, it deviated from Wang Xiaoshuai's script.

Qi Li in the real incident should be the same as Chen Li'an's current state. He didn't continue to do the simulated death because of despair.

But because I was confused, I didn't know where my direction was, and whether what I was doing now was meaningful, so I continued to try water burial and cremation.

Finally, all the simulated deaths are completed, and the real performance art is carried out in the dark.

But before the last ice burial, Qi Lei began to hesitate and struggle, not understanding the point of continuing.

Chen Li'an looked at the slowly flowing river in front of him, took out a crumpled cigarette case from his pocket, and slowly lit a cigarette.

Wang Xiaoshuai tidied up the earth pit dug over there and walked over, and now he was also lighting a cigarette next to Chen Li'an.

"What do you feel?"

Chen Li'an smoked a cigarette and stared at Xiaohe in front of him, saying, "Your script was written wrong. After completing the first simulated death, I just feel empty and confused, and I want to continue trying to find the real meaning."

Wang Xiaoshuai patted the dirt off his clothes, sat cross-legged next to Chen Li'an, and said, "There is no typo. Qi Lei will not want to get into trouble until he has completed three simulated deaths. The comfort of his sister and girlfriend played a big role. I didn’t describe the first three simulations in detail in the script, so some deviations are normal.”

This seemed to make sense, Chen Li'an thought for a while and said, "Then let's continue, we will finish the water burial and cremation today."

Wang Xiaoshuai was worried about Chen Li'an's mental state, and deliberately joked: "It's just a good time to take a bath, and then warm up."

This joke was not funny at all, and Chen Li'an did not give due feedback.

Wang Xiaoshuai was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and then turned around to do the preparations.

Ma Xiaoqing, who had been eavesdropping, couldn't help laughing until Wang Xiaoshuai left.

Compared to Wang Xiaoshuai's embarrassing joke, the reaction of the two of them just now was really funny.

Chen Li'an turned to look over, Ma Xiaoqing's smile was immediately stopped by Chen Li'an's eyes.

Looking at Chen Li'an with some embarrassment, he said, "Why do you look like Kuaibing..."

The April spring breeze in the capital was still chilly, and Ma Xiaoqing felt that the chill on Chen Li'an's body was stronger than the coldness of spring.

Chen Li'an turned his head to look at Ma Xiaoqing, showed a faint smile, and explained: "I can also be enthusiastic, but this movie doesn't need it."

Ma Xiaoqing's round eyes lit up, thinking about what Chen Li'an would look like outside of movies, to be precise outside of his identity as an actor.

Modesty gentleman?Or is it humorous?

But the current Chen Li'an doesn't seem to have a passionate personality, so Ma Xiaoqing's curiosity was immediately hooked.

"What do you really look like?"

"You'll find out when the movie is done."

(End of this chapter)