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Chapter 297 Into the Drama (Two in One)

When playing this place, Ning Yuan didn't act like crying, but really brought it in. At this moment, he empathized with him and couldn't help crying.

This is similar to the psychology of seeing some particularly touching things on weekdays, and the bystanders can't help crying.

Ning Yuan understood Huarong, and felt Huarong's guilt for not being able to protect Song Jiang at the moment, so he was extremely sad, it was the kind of "I have resigned from the office, and I have been by my side day and night, but I still can't prevent it" It's a loss in the end, and it makes people desperate to think about it.

In modern society, I don't know when men were not allowed to cry. Crying means that they are not strong and have no commitment. Even in a few years, big men will be laughed at as "mothers" when they cry.

Even from being a child, men have stopped crying.Mom would say, "Don't cry, don't cry, you're a little man".Dad is not so gentle sometimes, and he may cry violently.

A man's crying has become a negative and unpleasant thing, otherwise there would be no such song as Liu Tianwang.

Xue Zhiqian cried in a noisy program, so he was never seen again. Netizens seemed to be unable to tolerate this crying.

Or, the male star's crying has become synonymous with "showing off", which has nothing to do with true temperament.

If you look at ancient men from today's perspective, you will probably think that all of them... why are they so motherly, or in other words, too fake, they are all acting.

But there are records, Confucius likes to cry, the most proud disciple Yan Hui died, "The Analects of Confucius" records "Yan Yuan died, Zi cried bitterly".Grief is stronger than crying. It is crying loudly. It has the same sound as "crying bitterly" in the future, and the meaning is similar.

It is said that a unicorn was accidentally killed by Duke Ai of Lu and the others while they were hunting. Confucius "wiped his face with his sleeves on his back and wept on his lapel".

Later, when Zilu died, Confucius wept in the courtyard, and whenever people came to pay homage, he also fell down and worshiped.

Speaking of it, the relationship between Zilu and Confucius is a bit like the relationship between Huarong, Li Kui and Song Jiang, except that one is a master and apprentice and the other is a brother.

Zilu is the best kung fu disciple among the disciples of Confucius, and he protected him all the way, which is similar to Hua Rong. However, Song Jiang was reported for inscribing anti-poetry, and he was taken to the execution ground, and it was Li Kui who rescued him.

But there is one thing, Zilu is the only one who dares to criticize Confucius, he has his own thoughts, which is somewhat similar to Li Kui, but Huarong can't do it.

In addition to the joke that Liu Bei was a crying ghost in the Three Kingdoms, there are also many records in official histories and poems.

Gao Zu cried a lot, and Liu Bei, maybe he was inherited from his ancestors?
Of course, in the official history, it is not Liu Bei who cries the most in the Three Kingdoms, but Cao Cao. In "Three Kingdoms", Cao Cao cried no less than ten times, crying Yuan Shao, crying Chen Gong, crying Xun Yu, crying Guo Jia, crying Dianwei, crying Pang There are too many virtues, maybe it has something to do with Cao Cao being a literary youth?
In "Zi Zhi Tong Jian", Tang Taizong also cried many times.

These are big brothers. Some people may say that most of them act like Liu Bei, but those big writers also like to cry and record them in poems.

Needless to say, Du Fu's poems in the second half of his life are concerned about the country, the people and himself in that environment, and the word "cry" is very frequent.And Bai Juyi, "Who is crying the most among the seats? Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet." His clothes were wet from crying, but he was the one who cried the most.

Chen Zi'ang's "Sad but Tired" is quite classic, and it was misinterpreted by the little Yanzi in Huanzhuli as -- "This person is very strange, he is just a crybaby. You can't see the ancients in front of you, and you can't see you in the back." Or, he cried so much that he couldn't understand it."

Sometimes, the ancients were inexplicable when they cried. Otherwise, how did the word hurt spring and autumn come from?

These are literati and poets who are sentimental, but in the Water Margin, heroes often cry too.

Wild boar Lin Linchong saw that he was about to be killed, so he "tears like rain".

When Wu Song came back from a business trip, Wu University was murdered. Wu Song "cryed loudly, crying so much that the neighbors on both sides were panicked."

Song Jiang received a "false letter" of his father's death in Qingfeng Mountain, and cried loudly; he was invited by Chao Gai and the others to go up the mountain on the way to the distribution, but Song Jiang didn't go, and cried "tears like rain".

Mrs. Li Kui was bitten to death by a tiger and cried loudly; Yan Qing rescued Lu Junyi and cried loudly when she hugged him.

Therefore, in Water Margin, it is common for heroes to cry, but most of their cries are about life and death.

Naturally, Ning Yuan's crying here is also a matter of life and death. It is a matter of course, and it is an expression of true feelings.

Of course, crying is different. At this time, Ning Yuan's crying can already be described as being unable to control himself, crying beyond his knees - uncontrollable, crying until he can't lift his head.

Therefore, after adjusting the camera a little bit later, and shooting again, Li Xuedao needed to support him and put him on the chair.

Li Xuedao's crying was different from Ning Yuan's Hua Rong, he was filled with grief and anger, anger prevailed, it was different from when he heard of his father's death, it was mourning.

Therefore, at this time Li Xuedao had a solemn face, and she was crying silently.

After taking a deep breath, Li Xuedao looked in a certain direction, and said deeply: "I have studied Confucianism since I was a child, and I have grown up to be an official. Unfortunately, I have lost myself to a sinner, and I have never done anything wrong."

The slower he spoke, the more desolate his expression became.

"Today the Son of Heaven listens to slanders and gives me medicine and wine. How can I offend you?"

After finishing speaking, he stood in a daze for a moment, then suddenly shivered, his eyes suddenly shone with a certain brilliance, became sharper, and suddenly shouted: "No!"

Not far from the camera, Ning Yuan was stunned by the sudden sound, and then heard Li Xuedao's grim voice:
"Not the imperial court."

Slowly, he turned his head gloomyly and stared at the jug on the table: "If the imperial court really let me die, that would be my great honor..."

Immediately afterwards, he squinted his eyes, and a cold light suddenly appeared, and said word by word: "It was the work of the traitors in the imperial court!"

At this time, he had a smile but not a smile on his face, a strange look on his face, just like the drunken abnormality in Xunyang Tower before.

But at this time, with gray beard and hair, and a vicissitudes on his face, he looked pitifully old again.

Desperately walking towards Ning Yuan, Li Xuedao looked at him, stroking his shoulder with one hand, and holding his hand with the other, his voice choked:

"Brother Huarong, just don't regret it."

Ning Yuan's heart was sour, his nose was sobbing, and he shook his head firmly.

Li Xuedao was also infected. He took a deep breath again, raised his face, and seemed to want to withdraw his tears, but in the end there was still a sparkle in his eyes, and he sighed:
"In life, one must die. To die for loyalty...to die well, I... have no complaints or regrets..."

Does Song Jiang have no regrets?

Of course it's impossible, but what else can we do now that we've reached this point?
This is a kind of despair and resignation after being unable to solve it, so he didn't speak so calmly, he didn't speak fast, and he didn't gnash his teeth, but that kind of unwillingness was still implicitly expressed.

By this time, Li Xuedao's interpretation of Song Jiang was still complicated, and he didn't take it lightly just because it was about to end.

Even, he didn't sleep well these two days.

It's not that I can't fall asleep, but I just wake up after two or three hours of sleep, just for this mental state.

But when acting, he couldn't let this uncomfortable state affect his performance.

Finally, here, it is necessary to express unwillingness and resentment, but not too much. It is necessary to focus on the emotion of the words, and the processing in just a few seconds is very vivid.

Some performance methods can be taught, but at this level, in addition to dedication, it is skill and passion, and there is a feeling of "can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words".

There is no way to talk about it, I can only show it to you, how much you can understand depends on how much you can comprehend, or write it down, and slowly reflect and confirm it in your future experience.

Fortunately, Ning Yuan has grown a lot at this moment, and he has hardly slept in the past two days, also for this scene.

So watching and watching, Ning Yuan was also brought into his emotions, and felt that feeling, even though Li Xuedao's acting skills were beyond the mark, he still didn't lose the chain, and fit just right.

It was seeing Ning Yuan and the others cooperate to this level that made the onlookers feel Ning Yuan's acting skills more intuitively in the comparison.

"This kid, it's really good, such a young age... amazing!"

"Cooperating with Lao Li in this matter is indeed too rare..."

Not far away, Zhao Xiaorui, who was about to go on stage, was also driven by their emotions. He didn't say a word for a long time, with a gloomy expression, and sat there in a daze.

At this time, Li Xuedao was silent for a moment, as if awakened suddenly, said: "Oh, brother Li Kui should be here."

Hearing this, Ning Yuan, who was feeling sad, was stunned, stood up in a daze, and looked at Li Xuedao in confusion.

Li Xuedao explained to Ning Yuan: "Brother Li Kui knew about this, but with his temper, he still won't make trouble? Life will be hard..."

Sighing, when Ning Yuan lowered his eyes and lost his mind, Li Xuedao continued:
"I sent him a letter asking him to come..."

Squinting, looking outside the house, Li Xuedao said softly with somewhat empty eyes: "It's time to arrive..."

The voice was faint, and he sighed helplessly.

After this scene is over, there is still a short break.

It’s not the actor’s rest, but the adjustment of the camera, re-finding the position, confirming the lighting and other links. According to Ning Yuan’s ideas, it is of course better to shoot coherently, mainly because of emotional transmission and connection. , If you are not really in the play, you need to find the feeling again.

But today they are all in very good condition, or they haven't slept well for two days, and their spirits are not very good.

The next game is to give Huarong an explanation.

"start--"

Li Xuedao was sitting on the couch, Ning Yuan was leaning in his arms, his eyes had already been squinted, and he couldn't open them, his chest heaved for a while, but his face was full of breathless pain.

In the past, Ning Yuan watched Ning Daqiang die in front of his eyes. He will never forget that scene. Now it is performed, and Zhang Shaolin and the others nod their heads slightly.

It’s hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Not only writers can’t write about things they haven’t experienced, but actors are even more so. Only after experience can they have experience. This is why good actors need to experience life for themselves before acting in plays they are not good at.

There are no words in this play, not even body language, just micro-expressions.

Li Xuedao didn't cry and howl, but hugged Ning Yuan silently, staring straight at the nothingness in front of him, emptily, his hand stroked Ning Yuan's arm slightly, once and for all, weakly.

As for Ning Yuan, his eyes were squinted and his head trembled slightly. This was a difficult reaction to his breathing becoming more and more difficult, and he was about to die.

However, Zhang Shaolin didn't film the scene where he dies. After filming this section for about ten seconds, he stopped.

In his words, this lingering state is more touching than dying.

Judging from the expressions of the crowd around the audience, you can tell that this is indeed the case.

Afterwards, Ning Yuan rested aside, and it was time for Song Jiang and Li Kui to play.

The two sat across the table, and on the table was the golden pot of 'fine wine' bestowed by the emperor.

At this time, cameras were also set up beside the two of them to shoot simultaneously.

Li Xuedao withdrew his gaze from looking at the jug, and slowly raised his gaze to the other side.

But at this moment, Zhao Xiaorui, who was opposite him, did not cry out as usual, but also looked at Li Xuedao with a solemn face, and the angry hair on his temples, which was as thick as iron brush, also stood there quietly, without any movement.

Li Xuedao looked as if he dared not look directly at Li Kui at this time, although he was doing it for Li Kui's own good - as he said, after the two of them died, Li Kui would definitely go crazy, and if something happened, it would definitely be a severe punishment. Far worse than drinking to death.

But no matter what, he still wanted his life and let him die together. Therefore, Song Jiang felt guilty, which was not a feeling.

After lowering his eyes, Li Xuedao raised his hand, shook off his large sleeves, picked up the golden pot and began to pour wine, just as he started pouring, he looked up at Zhao Xiaorui again, with only powerless sorrow in his eyes.

This time, it was Zhao Xiaorui's turn to look down at the wine cup on the table, without saying a word.

With his hands trembling slightly, Li Xuedao stopped his movements, and slowly put the flagon back on the table. Even though he was acting, he still didn't forget that he was about to die at this moment, and he couldn't hold this detail firmly with his hands.

For ten seconds or so, the two of them didn't say a word, but that kind of oppressive atmosphere was created just like that, and even the expressions made everyone on the side worried.

Many female staff members shed tears a few times and couldn't help but shed them again.

"Tie Niu, this is poisoned wine... given by the emperor."

In one sentence, Li Xuedao finished speaking three times. On the one hand, there was agitation in his heart, and on the other hand, he was still too poisonous to hold back.

Looking at Zhao Xiaorui with deep eyes, Li Xuedao's voice also became weak.

Zhao Xiaorui watched his scene with Ning Yuan before, and had already started to prepare. At this time, his voice was also low and deep, staring at Li Xuedao and said:
"Brother, are you reluctant to die for Tie Niu?"

Li Xuedao's eyes flickered for a moment, then he looked away and sighed slightly.

Zhao Xiaorui said slowly: "Tie Niu has been lonely since he was a child, apart from my mother, it is my brother who loves me. My brother and I have the same flesh and blood. I know that my brother is worried about me, Tieniu."

From the low voice at the beginning to the emotionally choked sobs at the end, it was obvious that Zhao Xiaorui was also involved in the play, and even the messy breathing rhythm was deeply involved in the play.

Looking up at Li Xuedao, Zhao Xiaorui took a deep breath, and said in a sonorous tone: "Tie Niu is no longer rebellious, and he is no longer alive!"

"Without my brother, Tieniu's life...is no fun..." At this time, Zhao Xiaorui also had tears in his eyes, and his voice was also nasal.

After adjusting the camera again, Zhao Xiaorui stood up, picked up the wine glass, and drank it down in one gulp!

Li Xuedao seemed to be startled suddenly, sat up straight, and stared at Zhao Xiaorui in a daze.

After Zhao Xiaorui flipped the empty cup over for Li Xuedao to see, he picked up the jug again, and said in a low voice:

"Tie Niu drank all these, so he died quickly, caught up with his brother, and died with him!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xiaorui opened the lid of the pot, raised his neck and began to drink.

Taking a close-up of Li Xuedao again, he stared in Zhao Xiaorui's direction in a daze, his pale lips trembled slightly, and tears rolled in his eyes.

In the end, he didn't say anything, only two lines of hot tears trickled out of his eyes.

Crying silently, excruciating pain.

Ning Yuan, who was sitting on a chair not far away, and many onlookers were all too uncomfortable to watch this scene. Not to mention the women, many men also cried.

　Thanks to the wild dog in winter for the reward of [-] coins, thank you brothers for your encouragement, and thank you for your support.

　　
　
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