I am not mentally ill, I am the actor with a thousand faces

Chapter 372, common people

At this moment.

On the set, Li Yun was the only one left.
This is where Let the Bullets Fly was born.

own hometown.

In other words, Huang Silang's hometown
At this time, in front of Li Yun's eyes were 'Huang Silang' who left in disgrace at the end, and 'Zhang Muzhi' who followed his mission.

Now, a 'substitute' who looks exactly like 'Huang Silang' has appeared.

A mediocre chess-piece character in the original version of "Let the Bullets Fly", used to show Fa Ge's acting skills.

But finally.

Li Yun put the chess piece on the card table.

The absurdity and unruliness of fate are everywhere in "Let the Bullets Fly".

I'm just confused and confused, how could I lose? Why should these idiots do this?

The actor who died for him was responsible for showing his face and shouldering Huang Silang's karma.

When Zhang Muzhi figured it out, the smile on his face became even brighter.

But someone has to carry the burden forward.

Someone is responsible for guiding and taking on important responsibilities.

He may also have this method of death.

Never let anyone be a human being
Li Yun was on the set at this time.

Even Zhang Muzhi felt this was an unexpected fate.

A surge of anger of his own.

But he still can't figure it out until now.

But they are also living people.

He was not confused like Huang Silang from birth to death.

We ordinary people.

He also turned around and left on his horse, even if the people would choose his history.

Let him muster up the courage to overthrow Huang Silang in the end.

But at the end.

This fate.

"I didn't expect that in the end I fell on you, a mud-legged guy. I didn't lose to an opponent I admire, but I lost to you. Destiny is really a strange thing." Huang Silang looked at the substitute in front of him. , now his mood has become stable, and there is no longer the anger before his death.

Li Yun looked at the substitute in front of him and even saw his own shadow.

When Huang Silang discovered his stand-in, he made him his own actor.

"I apologize for my previous arrogance. You are right. There has never been a savior. The people themselves are their own saviors. Let the bullets fly for a while."

He seemed to understand somewhat.

He is an actor in a troupe who lives to play other people.

The meaning of his existence is to die for Huang Silang, a fool with no self-personality.

as ordinary people.

Zhang Muzhi smiled slightly.

It is also aiding the evil to some extent.

But he also has his own anger.

Unlike Huang Silang, Zhang Muzhi seemed to understand.

Unexpectedly, the last person left behind turned out to be Huang Silang's stand-in.

How could you refuse Huang Silang?
He is the one who makes the bullets fly into all living beings, turning them into puppets for heroes and villains to play with.

But in fact he has his own career.

Still confused and confused.

And this anger.

But is it okay to refuse Huang Silang? If you refuse, you will die.

Walk, continue. Fly for a while.

No, it’s myself.

Perhaps, it is said that he also enjoyed what Huang Silang enjoyed.

They are all living beings, neither good nor bad, drifting with the tide, greedy for life and afraid of death.

Li Yun did not choose to let his fate continue to be absurd.

Even relieved.

I saw Goose City and the people after their awakening. They became the masters of their own country and after getting the education they deserve, they became no longer ignorant. The wheels of the times began to change at an accelerated pace since the Republic of China.

The so-called elites just read a few more books.

When everyone can receive a fair education, the elite will no longer be the privilege of people like Zhang Muzhi.

The people choose history, history chooses heroes, and heroes come from the masses.

Go through history.

Come to now.

The small town’s watchtowers have become a piece of history.

And the people are no longer the people of the past.

Suddenly, history is changing before our eyes.

The bullets from that year took root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree before Li Yun's eyes.

"It really took a while for the bullets to fly. The bullets fired from the Republic of China to modern times finally landed."

Li Yun felt that his hallucination was serious.

But this illusion.

But it's reassuring.

(Hidden task completed)
(I am a human being)
(You become better able to understand yourself and the feelings of ordinary people, and the technique of filming a movie with a sense of substitution +10)

What exactly is art?
Some people think that it is highbrow and that only things that are too profound for people to understand are called art.

But in fact, Li Yun’s understanding of art is that art can be understood by a 3-year-old child.
Li Yun hopes that he will let the bullets fly.

Can you make a three-year-old laugh too?

What a great art that would be.

Li Yun was the last one to take the plane back to the capital.

During the eight days of peace brought about by the completion of the project.

Li Yun is standing in his hometown.

Standing in my mother’s hometown.

Li Yun can still feel the resentment in his body

He is still Huang Silang, and that feeling of selfishness and exquisite self-interest is vividly displayed.

He is still full of hatred for his hometown.

Dissatisfaction with the family of origin.

That doesn't matter anymore.

Now Li Yun understands clearly.

"It seems that occasionally, you can also influence my thoughts. Yes, for you, I am also a spirit that occupies the magpie's nest, so I should not be angry with your remnants. But no matter what, you and I are still the same. Two completely different individuals, you will hate your hometown, but I will love the land that gave birth to this body."

"Because I'm a normal person, not a bad person."

"I pursue fame and fortune because I know that I am an ordinary person, so I have ordinary people's desires. I pursue beautiful rights by all legitimate means."

I am not a selfless saint like Zhang Muzhi.

He is not an unscrupulous villain like Huang Silang.

I am a stand-in.

There are ordinary people in their own right.

Ordinary, the final choice can become a great person.

"My hometown is quite beautiful, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. It's very beautiful."

On the way back to the capital, Li Yun and Lu Zhengguang talked on the phone.

Completely private and electrified.

Let’s talk about daily life and hometown. There is more to life than just work and acting.

And the people around you.

Li Yun also enjoys this leisurely attitude to look at life and the people and things around him.

As an ordinary person.

If you lose your nature and humanity in the pursuit of fame and fortune, you will become a monster like Huang Silang.

That will only extract profits.

There is no one around whom I can trust.
In the end, dying at the hands of his former self was just his way of dying.

"It feels like you figured something out."

"Maybe, it's amazing. Filming can also help me understand some truths."

"It's not magical. In addition to making people feel happy, works of art often also bear the meaning of conveying thoughts."

At this point, if we talk about the matter, he feels that the United States is really good in this regard and puts all the things that export ideology into commercial things.

They say 'business matters', but inside they are all doctrines.
A two-hour movie contains a lot of spirit and thoughts, and is born and noisy under the excellent commercial skin. American theme movies have a huge advantage.

He always finds good business cover.

Appreciate both refined and popular tastes.

Therefore, Lu Zhenguang also insists on believing in one thing, an excellent movie, or even an excellent main theme movie.

I can take good pictures of him.

He must be a layman.

He can only be a layman.

He really hoped that Li Yun was such an outstanding layman.

Jiang Weijian also returned to the headquarters of Bayi Studio, exhausted.

Especially the mental exhaustion.

It was like having a big dream.

A big dream that confused his spirit. Here he met and recognized many people.

Jiang Wen, Ge You, Li Yun, Huang Silang, Zhang Muzhi, Master Tang
He, they.

Their figures were right in front of Jiang Weijian.

Jumping in front of your eyes.

This tired knowledge made him somewhat unclear as to which side was true and which was false.

After all, the world in front of you is real.

Or is the world where bullets fly real?

It's a bit hard to tell clearly.

"What's wrong? You look so tired." At this time, Wang Tao looked at Jiang Weijian with a somewhat teasing tone.

"It may be a bit tiring to wipe the butt of a new director, but at least you have completed the task, so you can have a good rest."

Compared with the second-tier crew, Yanlebaji.

The front-line crew of Bayi Factory does feel a bit high-spirited and full of energy.

This time "Changjin Lake to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea".

In terms of funding, team, director lineup, and various indicators, it can be called a peak production.

The pinnacle of excellence.

It’s a refreshing feeling to shoot this kind of work.

There is an unparalleled sense of pleasure.

For the filming crew, the sense of accomplishment also increased dramatically. So why did Wang Tao feel that Jiang Weijian was a little pitiful?
For now.

The other person’s filming experience must have been terrible.

This is also true when you think about it.

So Wang Tao felt a little pity for him.

But think about it, my first-line crew is stronger than his second-line crew, so it should have better resources.

So you should enjoy the joy of filming.

As it should be. Enjoy.

In fact, in a sense, this is a practical meaning.

So although Wang Tao would pity him, he would feel it too.

You, just work hard, work hard to improve your status and that of the crew, and let the director arrange good work for your team.

Rather than like now.

Photographed to the point of physical and mental exhaustion.

"So, we have to pay attention to improving ourselves, otherwise, we won't be happy filming."

After Wang Tao patted Jiang Weijian on the shoulder, he turned around and went to Liu Shanhe to report on the progress of this shooting.

It was smooth and excellent, no need to worry.

This is what Wang Tao wants to convey to Liu Shanhe.

At this time, Jiang Weijian was stunned in place. Wasn't he happy with this filming?

Ask yourself.

With a bit of institutional arrogance, he came to the set thinking that he should be unhappy.

Just have the mentality of completing the task and leave after finishing the work. This was Jiang Weijian's mentality at that time.

A perfectly normal state of mind.

But now.

Recalling the feeling of shooting Let the Bullets Fly.

The mood is palpable.

happy.

Tired, but happy.

Although the entire crew was drained of energy, their happy mood could not be faked.

This side of Liu Shanhe.

After listening to Wang Tao's report, it can be said that there are no surprises at all.

Not to mention Li Modu himself, he personally checked the script.

for this script.

He has full confidence.

And the main melody is full of flavor.

"I'm not worried. I've given enough resources to this movie, and the radio and television side will protect it throughout the entire process. It's quite excellent."

At this moment Liu Shanhe smiled, it can be said that Li Modu's movie was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

Those who participated were the first-tier classes of Bayi Factory, and there were also many national first- and second-level actors affiliated with Bayi Factory.

With an excellent cast and script, it will surely shock everyone when it is released.

At this time, Jiang Weijian from the second-line crew also came to report.

Wang Tao also whispered to Liu Shanhe.

"He was a little tired and maybe he wasn't very happy taking the photo."

"This mission is really hard for him." At this moment, Liu Shanhe pondered.

It was indeed because I lost the bet that I borrowed the second-tier crew to go out.

But Liu Shanhe also felt a little embarrassed. As a comrade who pursues art, he was really sorry for asking him to shoot shit.

We can only give the second-line crew the opportunity to have more professional titles and welfare and financial compensation at that time.

"The main melody, the main melody, using the writing method of shooting the furnace to expose the darkness, shooting the main melody is the way to death."

As for Li Modu’s son.

Liu Shanhe admired it to a certain extent.

After all, the quality of the works is objective. Whether it is the melting pot or the young boy, Li Yun has shown a considerable degree of artistic talent.

Sure enough, he has a bit of Li Modu's demeanor.

As expected of a bloodline.

but.

My second-tier crew are all well-experienced, and they have previously shot movies such as "Wreath on the Mountain".

That's a very high standard.

Let them shoot a junior's work.

I feel a little aggrieved indeed.

At this time Jiang Weijian also came in to report on his work.

"Director."

"Don't come to the factory as soon as you come back. Go home and rest for a while. Only by combining work and rest can you continue to shine." Liu Shanhe seemed a little annoyed.

At this time, Jiang Weijian was a little helpless.

"Old factory manager, I'm only in my forties, so I'm not that fragile."

"It's mainly mental fatigue, which is different from physical fatigue. You have to nourish your spirit."

"That's true."

Regarding this movie, Liu Shanhe asked slightly: "Okay, answer my question and then go back and rest. What kind of person is this Li Yun?"

what kind of person?

Jiang Weijian recalled everything that made the bullets fly.

"laity."

It seems that the words used to describe it are a bit biased.

But use common people to evaluate it.

Probably the most discounted script.

At this moment, Liu Shanhe silently sentenced Bullets to Flying to death in his heart.