Besides Ning Ning, there were two other actresses in the room.
Ning Ning came a step late, Yan Qing had finished the story of the first half of her life, and now she began to talk about the second half of her life.
"...Thanks to my students, I didn't commit suicide." She touched her neatly combed white hair, "But the days after that were not very easy. Most of my hair was white at that time, so I took The shoe polish secretly dyed my hair black, but the smell was so bad that my parents didn't dare to approach me."
She smiled, and everyone laughed with her.
"Later, with the help of the students and their parents," she said, "I went abroad to study music in France... Of course, I studied foreign languages at first."
For a female teacher in a small town, going abroad is like traveling to another world. People all over the street are saying things she doesn't understand, but such a world makes her relieved, because they don't use strange words. looked at her.
So Yanqing lived in France, learning foreign languages with difficulty, and studying music with difficulty. She worked very hard, because she knew that if she could not achieve success in this place, she would have to go back to that small town full of rumors. Even her parents despised her small town.
"...During my studies, I met my current husband, Mr. Wood." When Yan Qing mentioned him, she showed a girlish smile, "He is not French at all, not romantic at all, not at all. He can speak sweet words, and the first thing he sees when he sees me is: Can you please stop putting shoe polish on your head?"
An embarrassing encounter, an unexpected development, when Mr. Wood helped her wash her hair one day, and then said to her: "Don't put on shoe polish in the future, I think you look good now." Soon after, Yan Qing really No longer dyeing her hair, she neatly combs her white hair, wears a stylish little hat and starts her day, she was a little worried at first until her teacher gave her a thumbs up and called the look very Stylish and perfect for her.
Yan Qing, who was encouraged, has always maintained this style, in concerts, in public welfare activities, and in interviews. Gradually, her white hair and small top hat have become a special personal symbol.
"This is my past life." Yan Qing finally said, "I hope one of you can put my life on the stage and show it to me and the audience."
Because Yanqing had a speech in the afternoon, she didn't stay long. After she left, the people in the room also left one after another. The actresses and each other's managers began to discuss the role.
"Three stages." All the agents came to the same conclusion, "Yan Qing's life is three stages."
The three actresses listened quietly.
"Gossip in a small town, new lover and new life after going abroad, success on the career and public welfare stage." Li Boyue said to her actress, "Ningning, which part are you going to play?"
Ning Ning thought for a while: "Can't I play all of them?"
"It's not necessary." Li Boyue said, "This is not the official start of filming. The purpose of your acting now is to impress Yanqing and make her feel that you are the best and most like her."
Ning Ning lowered her head and thought deeply.
"How's it going?" Li Boyue asked, "Which part do you have the most confidence in?"
"The first paragraph, gossip in the small town." Ning Ning answered truthfully.
She had personally experienced this period, she had heard the gossip with her own ears, and she had seen with her own eyes that Yan Qing was cornered and forced to the rooftop step by step under the attack of those rumors.
"To be honest, this is not the best choice." Li Boyue folded his arms, "People will always subconsciously avoid their tragic past and behave brilliantly in front of others. Didn't you notice? Yan Qing is talking about the second paragraph. She is the most affectionate at the time, and she spends the most time talking about the third paragraph, which shows that she wants to show people her love and career."
Having said that, he smiled slightly at Ningning: "...not her small town life that only took five minutes to finish."
Only then did Ning Ning know how long she was late--five minutes, she was only five minutes late, and in these five minutes, Yan Qing finished her small town life lightly.
Li Boyue is right, the first paragraph is really not the best choice.
In order to please Yanqing, she should choose the second or third paragraph to play.
But at this time, Li Boyue answered a call, and the more he listened, the more his brows furrowed. Finally, he hung up the phone and said to Ningning, "We have no other choice."
Ning Ning was stunned.
"Xu Yue played the second stanza, and Lin Yinyin played the third stanza." Li Boyue scolded, "Damn, they came to us as a foil."
He looked very angry because they not only played Ningning, but also played him. And he is not as easy to talk as Ning Ning, he is a man... even if bitten by a dog, he will bite back. So he immediately took out his mobile phone and made a few calls, and then said coldly to Ningning, "Come with me tonight, and be prepared to stay up all night."
"Why?" Ning Ning couldn't help trembling.
"Dear, I worked overtime." Li Boyue replied with a smile.
A few days later, a lecture was being held in the hall of a certain university.
"...In 1994, I lost almost all my dignity, my reputation, and even nearly lost my life." Yan Qing said to the college students present, "This matter only came to light after many years of investigation. I spent countless hours and countless hours on this. energy and countless money, and how much did the other party spend?"
Yan Qing raised three fingers.
"Thirty yuan." Yan Qing smiled, "Twenty yuan was used to hire someone to kiss me, five yuan was used to rent a camera, and the rest was used to print photos and distribute them around. She succeeded, she Using thirty dollars to set off a storm of rumors, it almost destroyed me from public opinion."
"This incident happened in a small town, and now, more of the same thing is happening on the Internet, classmates, can someone tell me that now it is going to set off a storm of rumors, or in other words, it takes a tweet to be popular on Weibo. How much?"
The following sparsely raised a few hands, and some people did not raise their hands, and shouted directly in the crowd: "Three thousand yuan a piece, senior sailors and big V forwarding are additionally calculated, the price is fair, and the old man is not deceived."
"Damn it, there are navy troops infiltrating? And taking the opportunity to advertise?"
"Bah, I'm just doing some common sense. Ghosts are like fifty cents."
The hall immediately burst into laughter, and even Yan Qing was amused by them. After laughing, she sighed and said: "Three thousand yuan to destroy a person, no one does this in reality, but it has already been done online. The price is clearly marked.”
The laughter gradually calmed down, and everyone looked at the white-haired woman wearing a small black top hat on the stage. She said slowly: "The Internet is a good thing. If there was an Internet in my era, I might post my story on the Internet, and then ask netizens to help me find the person who forcibly kissed me. I looked for witnesses who were there and saw the whole thing, but—"
She suddenly lengthened her tone, and her voice suddenly sank.
"I can use the Internet, and the person who framed me can also use the Internet." Yan Qing said solemnly, "Since she can create a public opinion storm in reality, who knows if she can create the same public opinion storm online? When two completely opposite posts appear in front of you, classmates, who do you believe? Who are you attacking? How do you determine... Are you being manipulated? Is the justice you insist on, really justice?"
The speech lasted for about two hours. After two hours, Yan Qing exited the stage with a round of applause. She sat in the lounge for a while, until the door opened and a young man in a neat suit walked in.
"Wen Yu." Yan Qing opened her eyes and smiled at him, "Why are you here?"
"I'll come to see your speech." Wen Yu walked towards her and handed her the bouquet in her hand, "Thank you for your hard work, Teacher Yan."
"It should be me thanking you." Yan Qing took the bouquet and smiled at him, "If it wasn't for you and Shi Dao to help me back then, I wouldn't be here today... Sit down and watch something together."
Wen Yu sat down beside her and saw that she took out her mobile phone and opened WeChat, where someone sent three videos.
"I mentioned to you before that I want to make a documentary based on me. I went to see a few actresses provided by the other party. They are all beautiful, much more beautiful than when I was young." Yan Qing smiled He said, "I was originally invited to watch their audition, but I was too busy. After the speech here, I have to fly again. I really don't have time to watch it, so I asked the three of them to send me the audition video, come, Take a look at it together, and help me reference it by the way."
Wen Yu nodded and looked away at her phone.
The first video was opened, and a well-known young actress came out. No matter her figure or appearance, she was the best choice. She was a typical eye-catching beauty in a vase.
She was sitting at the gate, smearing shoe polish on her head, then using a comb to spread it evenly.
The door suddenly opened, and a man came in with his front foot, and with his back foot pinched his nose, he backed out and said in French, "Can you stop putting shoe polish on your head?"
Wen Yu heard Yan Qing smiling gently beside her, and it seemed that this video brought back fond memories for her.
The second of the three stages of Yanqing's life - a new lover and a new life after going abroad.
The video was very short and ended in four minutes. After that, Yan Qing smiled and asked Wen Yu, "What do you think?"
"Not bad." Wen Yu told the truth, "Although her acting skills are still a bit lacking, watching her act makes me feel very comfortable."
Yan Qing also nodded, she seemed a little moved, but it wasn't that she didn't give others a chance, so she opened the second video and said, "Watch this again."
The second video was opened, and there was a somewhat elderly actress. Naturally, she couldn't compare with the previous one in appearance, but her skills were very pure.
And it just so happened that she was giving a speech on the stage, and the content of the speech was exactly what Yan Qing was speaking today, cyber violence.
"Classmates, who do you believe? Who are you attacking? How do you determine... Are you being manipulated?" The actress looked around, obviously there was no one in front of her, but she seemed to be talking to a group of people, clearly wearing a homely pajamas , but the momentum is like a warrior, "Is the justice you insist on really justice?"
This video is not long, it ended in just five minutes, after that, Yan Qing and Wen Yu looked at each other, Yan Qing couldn't help but burst into a smile: "The actresses are really amazing, I was thinking just now, who recorded it Video of my speech, and send it to me."
With her words, she completely recognized the other party.
At least in terms of similarity, the actress named Lin Yinyin has completely grasped the essence. The Yan Qing she plays is simply Yan Qing herself.
Wen Yu could see that Yan Qing liked the second actress more than the first actress, and she liked the third stage of the three stages of life she played - success on the stage of career and public welfare. After all, this is a documentary and a public welfare film. She hopes that the film can convey her thoughts to the public, rather than show her private life.
After that, Yan Qing watched this video back and forth twice, and the more she watched, the more satisfied she became, and she almost forgot the existence of the third video.
"Let's watch the third video." Wen Yu asked.
In fact, he can see it or not, but his friend Li Boyue called him ten times in a row, saying that no matter what, he must let Yan Qing take a look.
Wen Yu helped to say this more.
"Okay." Yan Qing can actually see it or not. Since Wen Yu mentioned it like that, she just clicked it. Because of the previous speech and the two videos she watched before, she looks a little tired now, leaning back on the sofa, her eyes narrowed slightly, and her attention seems to be very distracted.
"I'll go get you a glass of water." Wen Yu got up and left, and just took a few steps, when he heard a click behind him.
When he turned his head, he saw Yan Qing's phone on the ground.
On the other hand, she herself was sitting on the sofa, holding the phone with both hands, her ten fingers trembling slightly, and she stared at the phone on the ground without blinking.
It was like seeing the biggest nightmare in my life.