How To Say I Love You

Xiao Jiashu was stunned, he hesitantly asked, “Ji-Ge, does this mean you like that part best too?”

“That’s right.” Ji Mian nodded. As an actor, it’s a rare talent to have a precise and unique aesthetic for art, and he will never standby and watch Xiao Jiashu’s talent be killed by the so-called public aesthetic. In a word, the road of art has always been narrow, not popular, to say the least.

As a result of the film’s sudden change of the ending, the artistry was destroyed. Director Wan was frustrated to the point that he did not direct any more films for a long time, nor talked about it in front of the media. Therefore, the outside world does not know that there was such a story behind the movie. The so-called best shot and best performance were nothing more than the self-entertainment of a bunch of pseudo-artists attached to politics.

Xiao Jiashu chuckled. He was not complacent of the fact that his vision was better than Fang Kun and others. He just felt that Ji Ge’s earnest performance was self-evident and understandable. His relationship with him seemed to be closer, and this made him feel on cloud nine.

He touched his nose, flipped through the script again and said excitedly, “Ji Ge, I have a question for you. Why does Ling Tao kill Ling Feng? He should love his brother very much.”

“It’s love that kills him. You should know when you read the script that Ling Tao and Ling Feng’s parents were tortured to death, and their bodies were torn apart. Ling Tao tightly covers Ling Feng’s eyes and ears, so Ling Feng doesn’t see or hear this scene. This so that he can maintain his sunny and pure personality when he grows up. But Ling Tao saw this scene from the beginning to the end. The blood and killing left a deep psychological shadow in him. His character had been distorted at that moment, so he would never see Ling Feng suffer. His killing of Ling Feng is also a kind of love but was of the crazy and resolute kind. “

“Ji Ge, it’s not easy to be an actor. You have to learn psychology well.” While talking, he wrote in a small book: buy some psychology books.

“Of course.” Ji Mian glanced at the notes he had made and smiled, “This book is good. At that time, I was just like you when I started my career. I always wrote down my feelings and turned them over after I finished filming. After I thought about it, I would fall asleep easily.” Now it seemed impossible to fall asleep as quickly and sweetly. Too much experience makes people less pure.

Xiao Jiashu’s eyes were bent with a smile. He took a picture again and put the small book into his pocket, “I’ll take notes all the time, and then save them. When I’m old, I’ll organize them into memoirs called “The Creation and Life of an actor.”

Ji Mian became dumbfounded and looked at Xiao Jiashu with extremely complicated eyes. Once upon a time, he had the same idea, but later, he gradually lost interest in the performance, and those notebooks were forgotten. He opened his mouth, but for a moment he was speechless, so he had to change the subject abruptly, “Is that your assistant? Did he buy breakfast from Yushanxuan’s restaurant? “

“Yes, I’ll treat you to breakfast today.” His main aim was to invite Ji Ge, but Chen Pengxin quickly took the lead.

“Did you ask the assistant to buy crab dumplings? Yushanxuan’s crab bun is very famous. “

Xiao Jiashu stood up and said, “Of course. Ji Ge please wait as I get you some.”

“Two is enough…” Before Ji Mian could finish speaking, young master Xiao had gone out like a gust of wind, snatched some crab dumplings from under Luo Zhang Wei’s chopsticks, and ran back quickly. He looked like a little wolf dog running towards his master with a smile on his face.

“Ji Ge, eat while it’s hot.” He broke off the disposable chopsticks and handed them over. This breakfast was originally prepared for Ji Ge. Only entering Ji Ge’s belly could it realize its existence value. It is said that the best way to gain an advantage is to use one’s weak point. I should be able to discuss with Ji Ge about acting skills in the future, right?

Ji Mian paused a bit and he said with a smile, “Xiao Jiashu, you can come to me whenever you encounter any problem in filming.”

Xiao Jiashu’s eyes brightened, he immediately took out his mobile phone, “Ji Ge, shall we add each other on WeChat? Do I add you or do you add me? “

“I’ll add you.” Ji Mian opened WeChat.

Xiao Jiashu happily added his idol on WeChat. To prevent disturbing hin whilst eating, he sat aside and put on his earphone, watching ” wandering in troubled times” again. Studying Kong Xun intently. He was a scholar when he was young. He was elegant and handsome. He was fierce and ruthless and became an enemy in the later period. His character didn’t change abruptly at all. There was also a wonderful crying scene. It was truly heartbreaking and painful. No wonder it was named the best of the year. Of course, the worst was the original ending. He stumbled, his eyes bleak, like the shell of a lost soul. In particular, his eyes changed from clear to turbid. The turbid eyes were not disguised by wearing pupil films, but by using acting skills to make it change naturally. They really belonged to the eyes of an old man who was dying.

Amazing. Just amazing! The best actors should be like this. They can open and tear out their hearts and lungs when they cry due to sadness. Xiao Jiashu’s thought continued to praise Ji Mian and was constantly being transmitted to Ji Mian himself, the praises were enough to make up a long article of tens of thousands of words.

Ji Mian who was busy eating the steamed stuffed bun became stiffer. After a few minutes, he couldn’t help saying, “Xiao Jiashu, please sit far away. Do you see Director Luo? He’s talking to the others. Go and listen.”