Chapter 29
Chapter 29
The drama Xian Ziyu is filming is set during the Anti-Japanese War, and it tells the story of the villagers dealing with the Japanese stationed in order to protect the anti-Japanese fighters hiding in the village.
He played the role of a grandson again, responsible for leading his friends to deliver information to the village head and grandpa every day.
So the little anti-Japanese hero started a deceptive intelligence work.
In the first week, Xian Ziyu passed the village chief's house with a chicken...
In the second week, Xian Ziyu drove a duck past the village head's house...
In the third week, Xian Ziyu drove the goose past the village chief's house...
Fortunately, the little animals are obedient.Xian Ziyu thought that after a few more weeks of filming, he would have to chase all the poultry that could run in the village.
This is a script I took to fill in the gaps. The quality is average, and from time to time there will be mentally retarded lines like "My grandfather was brutally killed by the Japanese army since he was a child".It stands to reason that if the company wants to train him well, it shouldn't let him take this kind of role.
But when Sister Zhong gave him the script, she hadn't received a signal from Hua Xing that she wanted to pay attention to Xian Ziyu.Of course he didn't know it himself.
He has always liked to run to the crew, so although he didn't have high expectations for the script, he still came to gain experience in a down-to-earth manner.
Surprisingly, there are actually several old actors in this group.Because there is no place for it in popular idol dramas that use celebrity traffic as its appeal, I have to act in rural dramas due to livelihood.
They really couldn't stand the inexplicable lines, so they changed them by themselves.It happened that the director was easy to talk to, so Xian Ziyu could see several of his grandfathers working on the script with the director every day when he went to the crew.
The seniors are very addicted to drama, and there will be wonderful impromptu performances from time to time.The director applauded in amazement, "Good! Well done! Why didn't I expect that!"
"..."
Xian Ziyu observed in secret, and carefully memorized the knowledge points in a small notebook.In the past two months, I have gained a lot more unexpectedly than I imagined before I came here.
The last two days of filming are left.The little hero played by Xian Ziyu is about to sacrifice himself for covering the intelligence workers. He has been brewing a heroic and fearless spirit for the past few days. When chatting at night, he suddenly asked Lian Di, "Do you know how I died in my previous life?" ?"
The person on the other end of the call was suddenly tortured by his soul, and he was silent for a long time, before carefully asking, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
Xian Ziyu told him her last scene, and said frankly, "In order to protect others, I am willing to die... Warm, sincere and fearless, maybe this is called the heart of a child. But a timid person like me is probably It can't be done."
"You are not timid."
He just mentioned it in passing, and didn't persistently delve into the issue of "how to die".Lian Di breathed a sigh of relief, and turned the topic back to the daily bedtime story.
As said before, the story is very long.His memory is amazing, and sometimes he can even tell exactly what happened on a certain day, and he can tell in great detail.In addition, the two of them don't have the opportunity to talk together every night. After two months, the story has just been told for a small part.
"This year, the first snow fell after the winter. The day after the snow stopped was the first time you went to see me in Lianying. It was also the only time."
Lian Di's voice came from the cell phone next to the pillow.Xian Ziyu lay on his side, closed his eyes and listened in a relaxed manner, unconsciously stroking his wrist with his fingertips, "Is it cold?"
"Compared to the previous year, it's not that cold. But you are dressed roundly, wrapped in a dark green cloak, and have a small heater in your sleeves. While wrinkling your face and screaming, you are reluctant to let go. It must be cold."
"Do I have such a thing?"
Xian Ziyu closed her eyes and smiled sheepishly, as a vague image appeared in her mind.
He never doubted the authenticity of Lian Di's words.When I first heard that the former two were actually "master and servant", I was so shocked that the mask fell off.After listening to the story intermittently for two months, I am still amazed by the relationship and situation between the two before.
And those family secrets that sounded unbelievable, he accepted them naturally and smoothly, and even had a feeling of "it should be like this".
"But why do you say it's the only time?"
Following Lian Di's description, he asked, "Didn't I go to you again after that? It's not enough friends."
He felt that he would not really treat Lian Di as a servant.
Lian Di should also think so, as can be heard from the description these days.He remembered every bit of these things between the two of them so clearly, it was more like a close friend.
"...Well, I haven't been here again."
In the middle of the night, Lian Di was sitting under a desk lamp sorting out documents.Hearing the question, his movements suddenly stopped, looking at the brightly lit phone screen in front of him, his thoughts drifted away for a moment.
Of course they are enough friends.That's why when he entered the company camp and saw their training content and scars all over his body, he kept crying with his mouth pursed, struggling and making noises when he was hugged to the side, and insisted on taking him away.
At that time, he only had a serial number, and was teased by the master with a smile, "He? Who is he? You don't even know his name, so you want to take him away?"
The little boy's crying stopped abruptly, and he was sobbing and annoyed, "Little brother, I forgot, I forgot to ask your name. What's your name?"
Before he could open his mouth, Master's sharp sword-like eyes stabbed straight at him, "After entering the company camp, his previous life experience will be turned into ashes. Now he is a man without a name."
"Perhaps, there is no need for a name."
Today he is still an unruly young man, but tomorrow he might become a cold corpse on a mass grave.
What would the body be called?Menu for a passing beast?
He understood what the master meant, and also noticed Xian Ziyu's puzzled gaze.But he still knelt without looking sideways, restrained his whole body's edge, and paused every word, "There will be a day when I ask you to give me a name."
"Then I'll go back and think about it."
The little boy said seriously, "Next time I come, I will definitely bring you the best name."
But this "next time" has been a long time.Xian Ziyu was ordered by the head of the family not to visit the company again because of her petty temper.Every time I sneaked to the entrance, I was forcibly carried back.
He once passed by and heard that unwilling cry from a distance, but he could only clenched his fists, told himself not to rush, and then walked away quickly.
Later, Xian Ziyu saw that the crying was fruitless, so he thought of other ways to contact him.
Later, he finally got the best name.But it was many years later.
"Lian Di?"
He didn't make a sound for a long time, and Xian Ziyu was still puzzled by the question that he couldn't figure out, "Why? Because we had a fight?"
"No."
Lian Di rubbed the center of his brows, raised his hand to turn off the desk lamp and half lay down on the bed.After all, he was reluctant to speak out, and decided to pass the blame on to others, "It was the patriarch who felt that you were not suitable for coming to such a place. After that, he grounded you in the yard and was not allowed to go out."
"That's it."
After hearing his narration, Xian Ziyu didn't like any kind of patriarch or patriarch, so he naturally accepted this statement, and asked another question, "What kind of place is Lianying?"
"It's very big." Lian Di blurred the bloody part, and introduced, "It is divided into different functional areas, canteens and dormitories, and there is also a special school field. There are powerful masters who teach us Kung Fu every day, and we have regular inspections every month."
Xian Ziyu listened, thinking that Lianying should be a place like a technical school, "Is that where you met Changchuan and the others?"
"Yes."
When Lian Di was about to continue talking, he suddenly heard him interrupt again, "Wait, I still have a question."
"what?"
"You said before that if you enter the company, you can't go out unless you graduate."
Xian Ziyu accurately discovered the blind spot, "This is the first time I came to see you. From the time we met in the cave to half a year before this, what you said about me yesterday, the day before yesterday, the day before yesterday , how do you know?"
Lian Di: "..."
Do you want to talk about climbing the wall in the middle of the night?He struggled for a moment, feeling a little idiot, so he blurred the details and quickly changed the subject, "I went to see you secretly... Changchuan and the others helped to release the air. Do you know what it was like when they met me?"
"Ah, what were they like when they were kids?"
Xian Ziyu was attracted by this topic and listened to it with great interest for a long time.
After telling the story that night, Lian Di asked him, "Are you happy when you heard these things?"
"Of course I'm happy." He replied without hesitation, "I feel like I can figure out a lot of questions."
Broken dreams, alienated relatives and friends, strange memories, wrists that get hot from time to time, and the ability to "transform" suddenly at critical moments can all be explained.
It's just that the fact that Lian Di said that he was "under house arrest by the family for more than ten years" made people a little uncomfortable.
No wonder he always felt that he couldn't stay at home and always wanted to run outside. It turned out to be a sequelae of being locked up for a long time in his previous life.
Since Lian Di started telling him stories, his perspective in dreams changed from third person to No.1, and the experience became more real.He could definitely feel that it was something that happened to him.It is much more vivid than the memories of "graduating after four years of college and dawdling" in my mind.
"Actually, I still have a feeling that we didn't get together after reincarnation." Xian Ziyu said, "Have you ever watched a time-travel drama? Like that, because of some accident or opportunity, we suddenly ran to another place." A world gone."
"The situation is indeed very similar to what you said."
Lian Di affirmed, "But it will take a while before we can talk about it here. It's getting late today."
"Oh, don't worry, we can talk about it later."
Xian Ziyu thought of something else, "By the way, in my previous life, was there a little girl like Qingtuan?"
He always felt that the Youth League had some kind of connection with him, it was not as simple as meeting by chance.Maybe it's also because I saw it in the previous life.
"Your parents also have a daughter."
Lian Di said, "But not many years younger than you, and you have never met."
He also thought about this possibility during the investigation.It's just that I haven't seen the Youth League, so I can't be sure.
Xian Ziyu asked, "Have you seen her?"
"I only saw her once from a distance across the yard." Lian Di said, "It was probably when she was six or seven years old. I still vaguely remember her appearance."
It seems to be about the same size as the Youth League.
Maybe because they are blood relatives, they feel that there is a special bond?
Xian Ziyu had an idea in her mind, "I'll finish filming soon. When I get back, I'll take you to the apartment to meet her and I'll know."
"it is good."
Lian Di leaned against the head of the bed, unbuttoning his shirt with one hand, and holding the phone in the other hand, with lingering eyes, "That's the end of today's story."
"I'm already lying down."
Xian Ziyu pulled up the quilt beside her and wrapped herself in a circle, and said goodbye obediently to the phone, "Good night!"
"Good night."
Lian Di said, "I hope to see you soon."
I was startled when I first heard it.After reacting, Xian Ziyu looked at the phone, her cheeks blushing silently.
But he didn't notice it, and only secretly replied happily, "Me too."
**
Two days later, Xian Ziyu ushered in the last scene of the crew.
He had thought about this heroic sacrifice for several days in advance.But when it came time to act in front of the camera, I got stuck many times and never entered the state.
The director waved his hand to signal for a break.
He sat on the pony to drink some water, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then began to flip through the script depressedly.
In fact, I can feel it too, but I just don't know where the problem is.
The old man who played the role of the village chief walked over, saw his frown, and asked him what was going on.After listening to his question, he pointed it out after a little thought.
"You are acting now, just like a formula in a book. The standard is enough, and you may be able to figure out some skills yourself, but you don't have much of your own feelings in it."
"A young man at your stage, when it comes to acting, I'm not afraid that you will be too involved in the play, but I'm afraid that you won't trust the people in the play."
Seeing that he still had a half-understanding look on his face, the old man simply pulled a pony up and sat down, and patiently explained the play to him, "So, if your parents and uncles are imprisoned there today, You are good friends, can you just confess them?"
"Just think about it and feel it."
Parents... don't know how to experience it.
But if Lian Di is locked there...
Xian Ziyu lowered his eyelashes, sniffed, and turned the corner of his mouth.
"Look, if you're like this, don't you just get emotional?" The old man sitting at the side understood the situation with a glance, and immediately greeted the director, "Hurry up, just shoot like this!"
The author has something to say: Come to Liao!
Got my hair cut today!I also permed the end of my hair. When I sat down, I asked Tony if he could be well before [-] o'clock, and he said yes.
However, I didn't get up from the chair until seven o'clock_(:з」∠)_I guess I didn't mean five o'clock but five hours.
But I am quite satisfied with the cut, today is also a happy day!
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