under the rose

Chapter 24 Who Knows

When he got home that night and looked in the mirror, Fu Xingyun found that his lower lip was completely swollen. It was not serious, but it was extremely red. After all the lip balm was wiped off, it was still red, and it was a bit painful to touch.

It seemed to be swollen by sucking, Fu Xingyun felt that it was shameful to look at it.

He picked up the script, turned to the part of the audition that Wen Shichuan said today, and watched it.The protagonist sits on the sofa in a small home and watches TV. The camera keeps focusing on his face which is flickered by the light of the TV. He doesn't know what program he is watching, but he smiles happily and enjoys watching it.Laughing and laughing, he became silent and began to cry. The evening news rebroadcasted in the early morning was broadcast on TV.

There are only a few short lines in the script, which simply describe the scene, and then the protagonist moves from laughing to crying. There are no lines written, and I don't know whether there should be lines.

Fu Xingyun hadn't read such a difficult script for a long time.

The usual script is easy to understand, and it's easy to perform. You grin when you laugh, and frown when you cry.This is different, laughing is not really laughing, and crying is not completely crying. It is heart-wrenching to watch, and it is not easy to act.And judging from the lens prompt, there is no fancy at all, the camera just shoots the protagonist's face motionlessly, and all the details on the face are infinitely magnified on the lens, and there can be no cutting corners or opportunistic tricks.

Fu Xingyun sat on the sofa, pondering in a daze until the early hours of the morning, when he turned on the TV, an unknown sitcom was broadcast on the TV, accompanied by bursts of false laughter.Fu Xingyun suddenly felt that the room was eerily empty. He involuntarily turned down the volume of the TV and watched it quietly, but he didn't watch it. Later, he fell asleep on the sofa.

When he woke up in the morning, the TV was still on, and the air conditioner had been on all night, Fu Xingyun's hands and feet were cold.

Xiao Jiang called him: "Brother Yun, the audition will be the afternoon after tomorrow, at Director Wen's studio."

"Understood." Fu Xingyun lay down on the sofa and sighed long.

On the day of the audition, Fu Xingyun got up early in the morning. He was still very empty and had no idea. As a result, when he went out, he spent twice as much time grooming himself, putting on makeup and clothes. He didn't speak on the way.Xiao Jiang kept looking at him from the rearview mirror, but he didn't dare to look too obviously, being sneaky.

As soon as he entered the studio, Yu Xiangwan was eating deep-fried dough sticks at the coffee bar, and said hello to Fu Xingyun: "Morning, Teacher Fu."

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, Fu Xingyun also convinced her, he nodded his head hastily as a greeting, and went to Wen Shichuan's office.The interior is roughly arranged, the thick blackout curtains are drawn, the sofa is placed in the center of the room, and a floor lamp is placed next to the sofa. When it is turned on, the light is dim and the scene is very comfortable.

Wen Shichuan and a male assistant were setting up a video camera, and the lens was aimed at the sofa.

Fu Xingyun stood by the door, politely and deliberately called out: "Master Wen."

Wen Shichuan glanced at him casually, and continued to lower his head to adjust the parameters of the camera. On the contrary, the assistant was very polite and bowed ninety degrees to Fu Xingyun.Fu Xingyun walked in, Yu Xiangwan followed him, and closed the door behind his back. There were four people in the room, Fu Xingyun walked straight over and sat on the sofa.

Yu Xiangwan asked him, "Do you want to read the script again?"

Fu Xingyun shook his head, what are you looking at, it seems that there are only a few dry lines.

Wen Shichuan was sitting directly opposite Fu Xingyun, staring at the camera monitor, Yu Xiangwan was sitting on the coffee table in the back, and the male assistant was probably newly recruited, standing behind Wen Shichuan's chair, following the punishment Standing, a baby face is particularly tense and serious.

Fu Xingyun felt that his mood was affected by him, he was very nervous, his palms were sweating all the time, he rubbed his pants on his pants calmly, and said, "Let's start."

Wen Shichuan said in a deep voice, "Start."

Fu Xingyun has been thinking about this scene for several days, when to cry and when to laugh, he tried it several times at home, although he himself is not particularly satisfied, it should be passable.But when he finished the 5-minute scene, he knew it was not good.Wen Shichuan was watching the replay on the monitor, Yu Xiangwan looked at him with his chin in his frown, and said, "This is not right."

Fu Xingyun stood up from the sofa, a little embarrassed.

"Sorry, may I do it again?"

Wen Shichuan looked away from the monitor, and looked at Fu Xingyun, as if he was thinking about a distressing problem.Fu Xingyun felt uneasy and ashamed, he had never found acting so difficult.He knew that his acting skills were not satisfactory, but when he really stood in front of Wen Shichuan and exposed this shortcoming, he felt extremely embarrassed. He had to admit that when facing Wen Shichuan, he often felt inferior. It is still the same today.

Fu Xingyun was a little discouraged, he said again: "Sorry."

Wen Shichuan stood up and walked in front of him, scrutinizing his face carefully, Fu Xingyun originally raised his head to meet his gaze, but after being stared at for a while, he couldn't help turning his head sideways, and muttered softly: "Look What."

"Go and wash your face," Wen Shichuan said, "This state is wrong, wash off all your makeup, and relax."

Fu Xingyun thought he had heard it wrong and didn't react, he said, "What?"

"The bathroom is next door."

Wen Shichuan's tone was very tough, as if he was not negotiable, and could not be discussed.Fu Xingyun was so dizzy that he did so, went out and went into the bathroom next door, Yu Xiangwan handed him a makeup remover wipe, Fu Xingyun thanked him, closed the door and took off his makeup by himself.He propped his hands on the edge of the sink, and looked at himself in the mirror—water drops were still hanging on his eyelashes, his face was a little pale, and his eyes looked less lively without eye makeup.

Would this be better?

Fu Xingyun returned to the room and sat on the sofa again.It was strange, but without makeup, he felt as if he was naked in front of the camera.He has a plain face, making him look younger than his actual age.Wen Shichuan glanced at him, looked away, and then looked back again.

Wen Shichuan pointed to his mouth, and said quickly in a low voice, "I didn't wipe my lips clean."

"There is nothing, everything is wiped clean." Fu Xingyun rubbed the back of his hand, motioning for him to see, feeling bewildered.

"Then why is that so?" Wen Shichuan lowered his voice and coughed twice, pretending nothing happened.

Yu Xiangwan looked back and forth between the two of them, curled his lips, and said, "Let's get started. Let's add it here, please. Come and sit next to Teacher Fu. This person does not exist in the plot. Teacher Fu, you are by my side." Talk to him while watching TV, and he doesn't respond to you, so the emotional excess will be more natural."

They naturally turned their attention to the male assistant, the little boy blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.

In the end, Wen Shichuan sat next to Fu Xingyun. The sofa was narrow and soft. As soon as the two sat down, they inevitably leaned towards each other, with shoulders touching shoulders and thighs leaning against thighs.This time it was Yu Xiangwan's turn to stare at the monitor and direct Fu Xingyun.

"Teacher Fu, relax, take off your shoes, how do you watch TV at home?"

Fu Xingyun listened to her, took off his shoes, hid behind the sofa, barefoot, and stepped on the sofa with his right leg.Wen Shichuan was beside him, sitting on the sofa, his body was only slightly smaller in the monitor.Fu Xingyun tried his best to relax himself, sank into the soft sofa, Wen Shichuan's voice seemed to cause the whole sofa to vibrate.

"Let's go," he said.

In the past, in their small rental house, they couldn’t fit a big sofa, so they only put a small single sofa, right next to the bed, facing a second-hand broken TV—the remote control often didn’t work, so I had to change the channel by shooting.The sofa is small, or only one person can sit, and if two people want to sit, they can only be stacked.As a result, the final use of this sofa has changed. The number of sitting and watching TV is less, and the number of times of stacking and wiping guns is more.

The sofa he was sitting on now was much more comfortable, it was so soft that Fu Xingyun sank into it.

He recalled one of the few times in the past when he and Wen Shichuan watched TV together.He started to laugh, thinking of the plot in the sitcom that he watched alone that night, he belatedly found it funny.He even turned his head and gently bumped Wen Shichuan's shoulder with his head, and he felt Wen Shichuan's body stiffen.

Wen Shichuan's silence and this reaction made Fu Xingyun's joy slowly freeze.

Looking at the dark camera, he thought of many scenes he had faced, the countless times he was alone in an empty home in a daze, and Yu Xiangwan said that he felt lost.The smile froze on his face, he didn't frown, his eyes blinked a few times, and the tears came out much faster than he imagined.

Tears were streaming down, and it was itchy when they flowed down his cheeks. Fu Xingyun grinned at the camera as if embarrassed, and quickly wiped away the tears with his palm.

"Stop." Yu Xiangwan said softly.

Fu Xingyun's tears couldn't be stopped, he quickly stood up from the sofa, stepped on the wooden floor with bare feet, and wiped away the tears embarrassingly.The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward for a moment, probably because Fu Xingyun's emotions were too realistic and outspoken. This time even Yu Xiangwan was a little embarrassed, as if he had accidentally peeped into someone else's private life.

She quickly peed and ran out, and the baby-faced male assistant also fled after her.

Fu Xingyun took back his shoes from behind the sofa, and sat down to wear them, but they didn't go well, because his tears were still coming out, like a broken faucet, he had to keep sniffing and wiping, It's a shame.What's even more embarrassing is that Wen Shichuan was still there, taking a full view of his embarrassment.

Fu Xingyun's voice had a strong nasal tone: "Can you go out first?"

Wen Shichuan didn't listen to him, squatted in front of him, brushed away his wet hands from wiping his tears, held his ankle with one hand, and put his shoes on with the other.From Fu Xingyun's perspective, he could only see the hair spinning on the top of his head, he couldn't hold back, a tear slid down his cheek to his chin, and fell on the back of Wen Shichuan's hand before he could wipe it off.

As if scalded by tears, Wen Shichuan's movements stopped.

The shoes were already put on, Fu Xingyun sniffed heavily, and finally stopped his tears.He found the sunglasses that had been put aside just now, put them on again, covered the red circles under his eyes, turned around, opened the door and left.He walked for a while before Yu Xiangwan walked in. The curtains of the room had been drawn, and the afternoon sun poured in.

Wen Shichuan was repeatedly replaying the audition clips just a few minutes ago.

"Going away?" Yu Xiangwan said, "I wanted Teacher Fu to try a few more episodes, but the effect just now was quite good, and it made me feel uncomfortable watching it. Let's set a time to start the scouting."

Wen Shichuan ignored her, just took out a USB flash drive from the drawer, and copied this paragraph into it.

Yu Xiangwan asked: "Why copy it back?"

Wen Shichuan said: "Look, what else can I do?"

Yu Xiangwan said with a smirk, "Who knows?"

Wen Shichuan looked up at her expressionlessly, she quickly stopped laughing, and made a zip gesture with her hand on her mouth.

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