a few minutes ago.
When Lu Dinghua strode towards the booth, wiping his eyes quickly as he walked, many viewers could no longer hold their breath and began to sniff.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly solidified, and Lu Yu stood stiffly, motionless.
It was ten seconds of silence.
There was no distraction from the audience at the scene, and their emotions were tightly hung on this scene.
Suddenly, Lu Yu moved.
He was slightly hunched over, as if he had no strength at all. He dragged his feet and walked to the corridor outside the office with his head hanging down.
That thin, helpless figure makes people feel distressed.
This is the most complex emotional plot in the original work.
The painkillers didn't seem to have a good effect, and his lips were shockingly white.
Lu Yu still looked at him: "You don't look like you have a terminal illness."
Yu Xiong's eyes had become redder and redder since Lu Dinghua and Lu Yu had quarreled just now. After Lu Yu walked out of the office, he suddenly stood up and walked to the cubicle, using the disposable paper cup provided by the office to pour Lu Dinghua a glass of water.
"It's okay." Luo Sheng suddenly didn't want to smoke anymore. He walked to the other side of Lu Yu, sat down on the spot like him, and said, "It's a normal conflict. Your dad is not wrong, but you are not wrong either. Your terminal illness is exactly the same. Fortunately, it’s cancer. You can’t escape your parents’ eyes when you get sick. If it’s something else, just make your own decision. There are some things in this world that people can’t understand, but you can’t torture yourself for it.”
Yu Xiong's whisper seemed particularly quiet.
Lu Yugang smiled and suddenly stretched out his hand to support the ground.
He looked away from Lu Dinghua.
The large sweater covered him underneath. The twenty-year-old boy was obviously very tall, but he seemed so small at this moment.
The word "patient" surprised Lu Yu: "Are you suffering from cancer too?"
"... It's spring. He was born on March 14th. I told my wife that he is as energetic as the green onions in our flower pots. When he grows up, he will be very energetic and love to run and move."
Lu Yu then raised his head slightly and said: "... No need, I will swallow it directly."
Then he sat down next to Lu Dinghua.
He didn’t want to mention his history of treatment for severe depression, which was an extremely chaotic time—a time when body and soul were disrupted at the same time.
Luo Sheng smiled.
"Sure enough, Ayu joined the school basketball team in junior high school and won second place in the city. He also ranked second in high school. He also became a popular figure in the school. He was very famous and the teachers also liked him very much." Lu Dinghua smiled, After laughing for a moment, he clenched his fists hard and said, "This kid doesn't like to be quiet. Don't look at how quiet he is now. In fact, he is usually very active and disobedient..."
Maybe there is help? Maybe you don’t have to lose it
Lu Dinghua kept his head lowered, and the rage just now seemed to have drained all the strength from his body.
He lowered his head and rested it on his knees, saying nothing, as quiet as if he wasn't breathing.
On the other side, Luo Sheng got up and wanted to smoke outside.
Yu Xiong froze.
Four families who originally looked like parallel lines became emotionally entangled at this moment.
After a long while, he suddenly murmured: "I still remember the moment when Ayu pinched my finger for the first time after he was born."
Two seconds later, Lu Yucai shook her head slightly.
Yu Xiong's eyes became redder.
After staying for a long time, he said: "Then my son's birthday is still more than half a year away... He was born near the Chinese New Year."
But he still smiled and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing you just now."
Luo Sheng's words were too easy. Lu Yu stared at him and asked, "What kind of disease do you have? Is it a terminal illness?"
After a pause, Luo Sheng asked again: "... Do you need to take medicine? Do you need me to get you a glass of water?"
Lu Yu was huddled against the wall.
Luo Sheng hesitated and asked, "Isn't it cold?"
He cursed and said with a cry: "He still has ten days to celebrate his birthday."
Speaking of this, Lu Dinghua wiped his eyes and said: "... It's no longer 'usual', it's 'before'."
"No, it's another problem... The person I'm talking about isn't suffering from cancer pain, it's something else." Luo Sheng was vague.
Luo Sheng actually saw that he was suffering from cancer pain and needed to take painkillers.
Luo Sheng: "You don't look like you have a terminal illness."
The two fathers sat quietly in the shadow of the cubicle.
Lu Yu looked at him with some doubts, as if he wanted to ask how he could see it. Luo Sheng said calmly: "I have met patients before who took painkillers as candy when they were not feeling well, and did not follow the doctor's advice at all. He had an attack It’s different from you when I get up, but it’s about the same.”
Maybe he himself felt presumptuous, but he couldn't help it. He thought of himself and his son, and whispered with red eyes: "How could you let that child give up treatment? You will regret it!"
He heard the worried whispers of the two old couples behind him, and when he walked into the corridor, he turned and looked to the right.
"That guy brought his girlfriend back for his birthday a year ago."
He wanted Lu Dinghua to take Lu Yu back to the hospital quickly before it was "too late".
"That's it..." Lu Yu said while covering her abdomen.
He held on straight and then clenched his fists. The pain slowly rising in his body like a tide made him unable to laugh anymore.
"It looks like a terminal illness now." Luo Sheng said.
"That's not nice to say," Lu Yu smiled hard, endured the pain for a while, and said softly, "It's better not to die if you can live.
Luo Sheng paused and looked at him.
It was already difficult for Lu Yu to maintain a normal posture.
He curled up tighter than before, like a pupa, a pupa that was gradually drying up and losing its vitality.
He lowered his head slightly, staring at the brilliant trellis begonia trees in front of him, and said: "It's so good to be alive. As long as there is still a little chance, I also want to live. In ten days, I will have to live." It’s my birthday.”
"...My parents are secretly preparing this last birthday for me behind my back. They thought I didn't know and deliberately hid it from me. They were afraid that I would be too sick to get up and would be unhappy."
Lu Yu smiled and muttered: "I was crying while preparing. I tried my best to think about what I wanted that they didn't buy for me in the past. I wanted to buy it all for me this time, but I was afraid that doing it too obviously would lead to my death. The feeling of impending doom. I have never seen them so timid since I was a child. It’s a bit funny, but also a bit..."
Lu Yu paused.
His Adam's apple rolled, and he said hoarsely: "If you are alive... you can have a good birthday, eat hot pot, kebabs, and spicy hotpot. You can travel during the winter and summer vacations. You can go anywhere in the world. When you are tired... Just go home.”
"There are many things that can be undone in life. If you lose a basketball game, you can win it back next time. If you fail the test this time, you can retake it next time. If you quarrel with your parents, you can make up with them tomorrow by acting coquettishly... "
"If you make a wrong choice, you can choose again..."
"...Different options can lead to different results."
However, the two options before him now, to accept treatment or to give up treatment, only point to the same result - death.
Luo Sheng, who had been watching him, his eyes moved slightly.
Lu Yu stared straight at the brilliant and vibrant crabapple tree outside the corridor.
There were tears gathering in his clear eyes.
Maybe it's because of physical pain, or maybe it's because of something else...
He lowered his face slightly, and the tears that slowly accumulated hung on the surface of his eyeballs.
Shaking, reflecting light and color, it was a crystal clear and bright half-arc, shaking his fear and unwillingness.
Luo Sheng stared at the undropped tears, waiting for them to fall...
Just like petals falling and leaves drifting.
These tears will be as weightless as their souls and fall down.
But at this moment, the young man suddenly turned to look at him.
He actually smiled, easily blinking away the pain and vulnerability in his eyes, and persuaded in a good voice:
"Really, if you can live well, don't die."
Cries began to erupt in the small theater studio.
Xue Xiao's unshed tears and his relaxed words made many viewers unable to hold their nerves.
The camera gave Xue Xiao a close-up. They had just watched the accumulated tears, half hanging, becoming more and more beautiful under the refraction of light.
They were waiting like Luo Sheng, waiting for this beautiful tear to fall and usher in a heartbreak, but this tear did not fall in the end!
It didn't, fall, come down!
At this time, the audience's psychological defense was directly broken, and they burst into tears!
Isn’t this crying scene too beautiful? !
What kind of god is Xue Xiao? How can he control the tears from falling down even when they are hanging like this
They are going crazy. Can you rewind the scene just now and let them take a picture and use it as a mobile phone wallpaper? !
Xue Xiao didn't cry, but they were almost crying to death!
At the instructor's table, Su Shijin, Feng Wei, and even Guan Ruoying, who personally directed this scene, were a little shocked by Xue Xiao's live performance. Yu Shanhe leaned back on the chair and fell into deep silence.
Fragility, strength, unwillingness, and relief are blended in the character of Lu Yu. At this moment, Xue Xiao, wearing a soft white sweater, is like the petals that have been blown off, as if they will be blown away by the wind at any time. People can no longer catch it.
He looked really in pain, but he also looked like he could endure it so easily. He desperately burned the last bit of vitality and used his spring-like power to hide all the turbulent waves in his body.
Shen Tingyan suddenly felt like he couldn't sit still.
Obviously the plot has moved on, but his mind is stuck on the scene just now, unable to move.
He stared at the young man on the big screen, his Adam's apple rolling slightly.
At this moment, he couldn't tell whether he was looking at Lu Yu or Xue Xiao, and whether those lines were spoken by Lu Yu or Xue Xiao.
"I've been thinking about it, but I can't think of a way to solve this problem in my life. No matter how difficult the last big math question in the college entrance examination is, how can it be so difficult to solve this unsolvable problem in life?"
"I can only hope that I can become a small seed, fall into the soil, and then it will sprout again, and I can meet them again every spring."
The young man who said this seemed to relax suddenly.
A piece of crabapple petal drifted towards him in the wind.
He stretched out his hand to catch it, and the petals fell into his palm.
He stared at the petals, smiled at Luo Sheng and said, "I have lived so energetically in my life, can I grow so beautiful even if I become a tree?"
The studio was already crying miserably.
The play "Spring Garden" is just like the original movie, it starts easily and ends easily.
The only intense conflict from beginning to end is the middle section, and the rest is just the conversation between two pairs of people on both sides.
The two elders were unwilling to let go, but they had to let go after all, because birth, old age, illness and death are life processes that cannot be hindered, and accidents also happen suddenly and unpredictably.
Yu Xiong wanted to go in and persuade Lu Dinghua, but Lu Dinghua actually knew in his heart that he should let his beloved child die easier in the end.
He finally stood up and said, "I just made you laugh."
"I was thinking..." he said slowly, "it's better to finish the work here early and go back to make him a meal of his favorite pickled fish."
His letting go made Yu Xiong let go too.
As for Luo Sheng, he had been unable to feel life and death for two full years, but Lu Yu's words made his numb heart feel the weight of life again.
This weight reminded him of his wife again, and the memory was more painful than any time in the past.
At this time, Lu Yu said to him: "You look a bit terminally ill now."
Luo Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "It's a terminal illness."
"Is it really hopeless?"
"It may not be the case for others, but for me, it is hopeless. I tried to save it for two whole years, but it relapsed," Luo Sheng leaned against the wall, covering his chest, and said, "...but Thank you anyway, I haven’t felt her so clearly in a long time.”
"If I could become a seed, I hope I could grow into a magnolia tree, the white one. Her favorite one during her lifetime was the one outside our bedroom window..."
At the end of the play, Lu Yu and Luo Sheng walked back to the office.
They raised their heads and looked at Yu Xiong and Lu Dinghua who also came out together with the two old people sitting in the waiting seat.
Live well when you should live, and let go when you should let go.
From then on, I value rebirth as much as I value death, and I value death as much as I value life.
The play is completely over.
The big screen rose, and Xue Xiao, Dou Mingjian, Gu Ling, and Huang Xiaolin came out.
The four of them were in a very relaxed state.
They have practiced so many times that they can perfectly enter and exit the scene, but the audience can't get out of the scene!
The applause from the audience was deafening, and the four of them were stunned when they saw that even Guan Ruoying was wiping her tears.
Guan Ruoying had watched them rehearse many times, so why did she still cry while watching them!
According to the procedure, the audience votes first. The two-minute voting time ends and the instructor’s comments begin.
Feng Wei asked the question for them: "Teacher Guan, why are you crying like this?"
Guan Ruoying wiped her tears carefully, fearing that her makeup would be smeared, and choked up: "This is just like a stage play, it feels different every time it is performed! Xue Xiao's crying scenes have been made during every rehearsal before, This time he didn’t even shed tears!”
Speaking of this, Gu Ling, who was beside Xue Xiao, looked over with deep eyes again.
This was indeed a temporary change made by Xue Xiao just now, and he did not expect it.
Those tears that didn't fall were actually much more beautiful than those that fell.
Xue Xiao didn't expect that Guan Ruoying cried like this because of herself, and was a little surprised.
He explained: "I just suddenly felt that it would be better if I didn't cry in this place. Lu Yu must have cried many times in the process of fighting the disease. He must have cried when his parents carried him behind their backs. Many times... I suddenly felt that by this time, he would no longer cry easily. "
Lu Yu is a young man who wants to be strong. He doesn't want his vulnerability to be seen by others.
Therefore, when he cries a lot and begins to be able to bear it, he will hold it back without hesitation.
That drop of tears that was about to fall was what Xue Xiao was thinking about.
He didn't think too much, it was just his reaction at that moment that he chose to act like this.
Su Shijin praised: "Your control is so good. I have seen many actresses who are good at crying scenes and have strong control, but among the actors, you are really the most capable in this regard. All of us in the audience just said My heart fluttered with your tears, but you blinked them away, and everyone's mentality collapsed. "
Guan Ruoying nodded desperately: "There is also the petal just now. That petal was not there during the rehearsal."
Xue Xiao said shyly: "That petal just happened to float over, so I stretched out my hand to catch it. It's because the wind blows well with the props."
The whole crowd laughed.
After all, it was all a coincidence, but if this kind of coincidence could be caught by Xue Xiao, that was the beauty of him.
Feng Wei smiled and said: "Xue Xiao, your progress surprised me a little. Speaking of which, you heard the most about the class in the previous week, right?"
Guan Ruoying and Su Shijin nodded repeatedly, acknowledging this.
Fengwei said: "Some people may not understand the lectures, nor may they be able to listen. But in fact, compared with these two points, willingness to listen and willingness to listen more are more important. No matter how stupid a bird is, the time spent on studying If you have more, you will one day be able to fly higher and farther than other birds, not to mention you are not a stupid bird."
The whole audience laughed again, and Fengwei said with a smile: "As long as you maintain this learning mentality, maintain this habit of working hard and thinking more, you will make greater progress in the future."
Xue Xiao raised his lips and bowed: "Thank you, Director Feng!"
Fengwei also systematically commented on the other three people: "Huang Xiaolin, I'm actually a little doubtful that you want to play Yu Xiong, because your performance in the first round was mediocre. I don't think you can handle this role, but you played the role today." It’s pretty good. Although there are few scenes, the mood is right.”
Huang Xiaolin said excitedly: "Thank you, Director Feng!"
"Dou Mingjian, you are so amazing. I'm a little confused. How come an actor like you keeps doing small jobs? Has no agency ever contacted you?"
Su Shijin joked: "Director Feng wants to sign someone?"
Fengwei was really thinking: "I don't own any brokerage company myself, but I know a few brokers. An actor like him will become popular sooner or later even if he is forty-five years old. This market is not Really occupied by the little fresh meat.”
The whole place was in an uproar. Dou Mingjian did not expect that Fengwei would praise him so much and thank him repeatedly.
"And Gu Ling, you performed very steadily today, not bad." Feng Wei only commented on him very briefly.
After that, Su Shijin and Guan Ruoying caught Xue Xiao and Dou Mingjian and praised them again. Later, everyone began to realize that only one person at the instructor's table was still silent.
Jiang Quan took control of the situation and said, "Teacher Shen, don't you have anything to say?"
The whole place fell silent.
Xue Xiao was slightly startled and looked at Shen Tingyan.
This time, the light on the stage was not so dazzling, and Shen Tingyan just stared at him quietly.
The silent, straight gaze made Xue Xiao's heart skip a beat.
He was a little unsure of Shen Tingyan's reaction...
Are there still many problems this time? Xue Xiao thought anxiously.
Shen Tingyan's silence made everyone in the room feel excited.
After a while, the man moved.
He lowered his eyes and fiddled with the invitation card on the tutor's desk, then raised his eyes and said to Jiang Quan, "I have nothing to say—"
"—Can I give you an invitation card?"
Xue Xiao was stunned.
"Xue Xiao."
The man whispered his name, picked up the invitation card, and stood up.
The whole audience was silent, and the next second, everyone cheered!
(End of chapter)