Chen Junyan thought he would see a crying lady, but he didn't.
The sudden heavy snow broke the usual practice. It was impossible for Boss Qu to let Ning Ning watch him juggling in the snow. A group of people entered the room, green ants new fermented wine, and a small red mud stove.
The first person to break the silence was Ning Ning. She slowly turned the small white porcelain bowl in her hand. The warm rice wine swirled along the edge of the bowl, and the noodles were smoked by the hot air. She raised her eyes and asked in an unusually calm tone: "Are you here to be a lobbyist?"
Chen Junyan quickly looked up at her, not only her voice was calm, but her expression also looked calm.
... just too ugly.
Boss Qu was staring at him from the side. He didn't dare to lower his head, and he didn't dare to look away. He could only stare at Ning Ning's face and say, "I'm not a lobbyist."
"Really?" Ning Ning showed a mischievous smile. She put down the wine bowl in her hand, got up and walked in front of him, with her hands behind her, and her upper body leaned towards him. So that the face of the child's breathing can be kept close at hand, "Look at me and tell me, what do I look like in your eyes?"
Boss Qu coughed lightly, the meaning of the prompt was very obvious.
Gege of the Qing Dynasty, the fairy in the sky, the rich flower in the world... Chen Junyan has already memorized these clichés, but at this moment he does not intend to use it, because it is too fake, every word is too fake!
"You... are not beautiful." Just as Chen Junyan finished saying these three words, he heard the sound of a pistol being loaded next to him. Chen Junyan's hand on his knee suddenly tightened, he endured the fear in his heart, looked at Ning Ning without blinking and said, "Do you think so?"
Ning Ning was stunned.
"Miss, why do you deny yourself?" Chen Junyan slowed down, "No one ever said you were ugly, maybe there was one, but everyone except him said you were beautiful, why don't you believe the people around you? Man, why do you want to trust that stranger?"
"I..." Ning Ning hesitated, "because I know what he said is true."
"Why are you so sure?" Chen Junyan asked rhetorically.
Because I'm not Qu Ning'er at all, I don't believe what Wang Ma said to Boss Qu, Ning Ning shrugged and pretended to be relaxed: "Why don't you ask? I don't even have a mirror in my room, not yet. I'm afraid I'll stun myself. I've grown so big that I haven't even been out of the house once, so I'm not afraid that I'll frighten the flowers and plants on the road. "
Chen Junyan laughed: "Miss, you just seemed to be discussing outsiders, not yourself."
Ning Ning was stunned again, and then both cheeks were hot, and a sudden sense of shame burned her.
If this was on the set, she would have been called out by the director. Not only did she fail to play Qu Ning'er, but she also pulled herself out completely.
"You, it's you!" I don't know how many directors have smashed the script and walked over, pointing at her and yelling, "Why are you always acting?"
play.
This is the reason why Ning Ning has not been popular for so many years.
No matter what role she plays, she ends up playing a feeling—an awkward feeling that the actor has pulled away from the role.
This is a fatal flaw for an actor.
Many people want to know the reason, and Ning Ning also wants to know the reason. At first, she thought that her foundation was not enough, but she tried her best to train, but nothing changed. A lot of characters, but they all have the same problem...
"You don't believe it." Until today, Chen Junyan pointed it out sharply, "You don't believe your father's words, you don't believe your servant's words, you don't believe my words, you don't even believe in yourself... Wait!"
Chen Junyan looked at Ning Ning with a very strange look, and asked, "Do you... don't believe that you are Qu Ning'er?"
For a moment, Ning Ning almost thought he had seen through his true identity...
She glanced at Boss Qu with a pale face, for fear that the next sentence from the other party would be: "Miss is ill again, call Doctor Wang to come over and inject medicine and needles!"
In order not to suffer, she quickly retorted: "How come, of course I am Qu Ning'er."
… how could I be Qu Ning’er…
Ningning: "If I wasn't Qu Ning'er, who would I be?"
... I'm Ning Ning, the daughter of the actress, I can't let others see my jokes, I want to act better...
Ningning: "I, I..."
There is no need to say any more, she already understands.
It turned out that her most fatal flaw was - she didn't believe it.
Many times when she gets the script, the first thought is that I rely on the world to have such a stupid story, and the second thought is that I rely on the world to have such a stupid heroine, and then she will tell herself: "I am The daughter of the actress, I can't act badly and let people see the jokes between me and my mother."
... the result is that the harder she works, the worse she gets...
She is working very hard, playing the reactions and actions that she thinks this character should have, but she doesn't believe that she will be like this. It's not that others have eyes, they will see it
"Ning'er." Boss Qu got up and walked towards her, holding her hand and asking worriedly, "Are you okay?"
Ning Ning didn't know what she looked like now, but it was probably not very good, so everyone in the room looked at her with worried eyes.
"I'm fine." She forced a smile, "give me some time, I want to be alone for a while."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, walked and ran, and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes after a while.
As soon as she left, Boss Qu immediately changed his face, picked up the wine bowl on the table and threw it at him, angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about! What do you mean 'Do you not believe that you are Qu? Ning'er? 'Is there anyone who talks like that? Can you speak human language? If you don't, don't use this mouth!"
The scalding hot wine was spilled all over Chen Junyan, and he didn't dare to wipe it, didn't dare to refute it, and even didn't dare to continue sitting. He hurriedly stood up from the chair, bowed his head and stood there, the sweat on his forehead was dripping drop by drop, and he began to regret it in his heart. He shouldn't have been so rash just now, maybe he should have come first: Miss, you are the Grid of the Qing Dynasty, the one in the sky. Fairy, the rich flower in the world...
No, he can't do that.
Time is running out, he must win the favor of the young lady as soon as possible, those words that are not painful or itchy are no different from what they have said, and he must put them into her heart.
And he wasn't right.
Although I don't know what's going on, the lady seems to really think that she is not Qu Ning'er...
"I'm Qu Ning'er."
In the boudoir, Ning Ning locked herself in the room, posing from time to time, showing a smile from time to time, or talking to herself, and finally grabbed her hair irritably: "No, no, no, all, Qu Ning. I wouldn't laugh like that, I wouldn't say things like that."
She originally planned to explore the secrets of this movie and then find a way to go back, but now she has gently put it on hold.
"...What's the use of me going back now?" Ning Ning looked down at her hands, her empty hands trembling in front of her, "I'm still the same, I can't even play such a simple role... "
She clenched her hands slowly, as if trying to grab something, closed her eyes, and repeated over and over again as if she was hypnotizing herself: "I am Qu Ning'er, Gege of the Qing Dynasty, the fairy in the sky, the pearl on the sea... The most beautiful girl in the world..."
This line, which once made her feel extremely ashamed, has been recited too much, and her voice has gradually calmed down.
"I'm not smart enough, because I haven't been out of the house and I haven't read a book. But that doesn't matter, anyway, I'm so beautiful, I can have everything." The first thing to change was her voice, which gradually became frivolous and frivolous. And arrogant, not the kind of frivolity of a woman standing on the street, but a kind of frivolity that is stuffed with soft cotton in the stomach.
Take two steps, and then take it back.
"No." Ning Ning lowered his head and muttered, "I wouldn't walk so steadily."
She raised her toes and tapped the ground, then suddenly kicked forward, kicking up her skirt.
After that, she walked back and forth in the house, her steps were brisk and frivolous, and almost every time she took a step, she would kick her skirt. This way of walking is called cute on a five- or six-year-old girl, but on her On a girl of this age, she seems too unstable.
But no one had taught her to be prudent. She had only servants who obeyed her, and no mother who would correct her mistakes.
After walking a few more steps, Ning Ning stopped and said to herself, "I still have a hobby."
She put the exquisite cheongsam, the box full of expensive jewelry, and a blond doll on the table, and moved her fingers one by one from them, this is not right, that is not right, Ning Ning murmured: "Since there is no way to be sure. My old hobby, how about a new hobby?"
A suitable object quickly appeared in her mind.
"A boy who can perform acrobatics." Ning Ning raised his lips, "Is there anything fresher and more interesting than this?"
This is enough.
A girl who has lived at home since she was a child and has never left the house, her character will not be too complicated. Innocent, arrogant, self-centered, plus a little hobby, it is enough for Ningning to build a flesh and blood character, even if there is a slight discrepancy, it doesn't matter, the eighteen changes in the female college, girls of this age are almost every day. Changing - changing according to the changes around you.
"It's very interesting to see those boys fighting for me, both openly and secretly, and desperately trying to please me... until one of them dies." Ning Ning's raised lips slowly dropped, "In front of me, I was My father killed himself, would I feel sad?"
She closed her eyes and thought carefully... from Qu Ning'er's point of view.
Outside the door, Chen Junyan just happened to be picked up by Boss Qu to apologize. These words penetrated into his ears and made his breath suffocate. He wanted to reply for her: Yes.
This one word can save his life and the lives of many, many people.
"...No." Then he heard her say, "I don't know him well. What's his name... Is it a little sparrow or a little magpie?"