With the cigarette in his mouth, Renly subconsciously took a sip, only to realize that the cigarette was not lit. He was a little impulsive and wanted to ignite it.
The brief contact just now only lasted three or five minutes. Everything was so familiar, as if Renly had never left. Eighteen months disappeared in an instant, returning to those repressed memories in my memory. And in the years of confusion, forbearance and struggle.
"You're not a genius, never have been." "You're not stupid, at least you should know how to give up." "Dream? That's an illusion that losers and poor people believe in."…
Those cold and biting words are constantly echoing in my ears, from childhood to adulthood, always cruel, always indifferent, always cruel, never seem to disappear, like the algae wrapped around the ankle, like a nightmare that follows the shadow, like a profit hanging overhead. The sword never goes away.
I searched the pockets of my trousers and the pockets of my clothes, but I couldn't find any traces of the lighter. After the panic reached the extreme, it settled down. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and took a deep breath again.
Maybe, he is not an acting genius; maybe, the dream will not come true after all; maybe, persistence is just stupid and useless resistance; maybe, Hollywood Vanity Fair will swallow him in an instant; The performance is nothing but a brilliant moment of fireworks; perhaps, people still have to learn to compromise with life after all; perhaps, the beauty of people transforming society only exists in utopia, but in real life, society changes people; It will be smoothed; maybe, it is kindness to give up as soon as possible; maybe, maybe... Maybe this is the truth, the iron truth.
But he doesn't regret it.
Looking back at the footprints that he had walked all the way, he was faltering and dripping blood, but he was unprecedentedly happy and satisfied. He spent ten years regretting it, spent a lifetime wandering, and spent a lifetime groping. This time, he will not hesitate or hesitate any more.
Even if the end point is an abyss, he will not give up.
He is no longer Chu Jiashu. I opened my eyes again, took the cigarette from my mouth, the turbulent thoughts in my mind re-precipitated and became clear little by little, and the long-lost peace and touch came back again.
Looking at the unfamiliar and familiar sights on the streets of London before him, he gradually began to appreciate the city.
Rethinking the scene just now, Renly found that his thinking had shifted a little bit, or, in other words, his footing had shifted. Sam, Anna, and Simon's relationship is speculated, but rather shaken in belief.
Both Jacob and Anna clearly knew that there was a problem between them, but they didn't know where the problem was, and naturally they didn't know how to solve it. Their inner irritability prevailed, and they began to blame and blame the visa. problems, blaming the other party for cheating/tracking, blaming the exhaustion of life, blaming the other party for not understanding me, and even, like Anna, blaming Jacob for speaking too loudly…
Are these the source of the problem? Maybe both, maybe not.
This kind of difficulty and dazed, so that their beliefs have been shaken.
Once upon a time, they believed so firmly that love can conquer everything, distance cannot separate them, and all obstacles in life will eventually be broken, even if it is over mountains and mountains, even if it is difficult, they will eventually be able to reach it. together; but now, they are beginning to question their original beliefs: Can they make it to the end
It's like a placebo in medicine. The doctor tells the patient that this is a special medicine, and it is very hopeful that it can cure the disease, so the patient's condition really improves, and even the cancer is cured-although the odds are incomparable. Small, but it really happened. People call it the power of faith.
However, when this "belief" collapses, the entire world built before will fall apart and vanish.
Jacob and Anna still love each other deeply, but their belief that they can overcome everything is no longer there. They try to find the problem, longing to accompany each other to the end, but they become each other. The accusations, especially the irritability and anger, dullness and confusion, magnify the details of every emotion to the extreme, and even begin to become ugly.
They are all working hard, but they all feel frustrated; they are all angry, but they all feel helpless.
This reminds Renly of the feeling of watching "Love Crazy": they love each other so deeply, but they have to choose to break up.
Looking up again, Elf and Matthew were no longer at the end of the street. If his faith is shaken, where will his life go
Withdrawing his gaze, Renly went back upstairs and pushed open the door of the room. Everyone was still crowded in the not spacious hall, sticking to their posts, no one relaxed or slouched. Renly nodded to everyone, indicating that Apologizing, "Sorry for the delay. I'm ready to shoot now."
Drake grabbed Renly and shook his head. Renly didn't know what to do, so he cast a suspicious look, and Drake pointed to his hoarse voice - after the risky words just now, he can hardly speak now. When the words came, he pointed to the kitchen again, shook his head, widened his eyes, and tried to explain something to Renly.
But Renly was at a loss.
The assistant director Brian Stannis, who was standing next to him, had to step forward and explain in a low voice, "Felicity is in a bad state, very bad. She sat there without a word, and since you left, It didn't move. Drake tried to communicate with her just now, but she threw the wine glass on the ground."
Renly could imagine everyone's shock, because Felicity was usually a friendly and gentle character, but suddenly she couldn't restrain her irritability, which probably scared everyone enough.
However, Renly also understood how Felicity felt, as if trapped in a transparent cocoon, where she could clearly see everything outside, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't break through. The brain is completely messed up, unable to sort out the thoughts, and if you try to perform, you will only make yourself more and more confused, and completely lose the rhythm and touch. This feeling is really bad.
But even if Renly wanted to help Felicity, there was nothing he could do.
Performance is a very personal thing, and others can teach methods and know-how, but in the end, it still depends on the performer's own understanding and digestion, and then reinterprets it. The same role, or even the same emotion, different actors show different feelings at different times - this is also the charm of stage dramas. I have watched "Hamlet" for half a century, but people Still enjoying it, that's why.
What's more, Renly is also in the groping stage on the road of acting, far from reaching the height of guiding others.
Felicity needs to come out on her own.
Renly fell silent for a moment, maybe he couldn't give direct guidance, but he could give some guidance to pass on his own understanding of the scene to Felicity. But the problem is that now Felicity is agitated and confused, and there is no way to calm down and think. Conversation doesn't solve the problem. So, they're back to square one.
"..." Drake raised his chin and pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and gave Renly a look. This time Renly understood, Drake hoped that Renly would do something to solve the current problem.
Renly shrugged, saying there was nothing he could do.
Drake rolled his eyes, pointed to the watch, then to the camera, looking really comical, like an acrobat in a circus.
Renly understood that Drake was saying that when he performed before, he could play a guiding role and bring out the best of the opponent's actors. This was the case with Felicity, and so was Jennifer. But Renly was not a magician. He couldn't create something out of nothing. When Felicity was in a state, he could guide him; now Felicity was in no state at all, and he was helpless.
"Then what should I do?" Drake's eyes were rounded, and he said hoarsely, almost silently, as if a ball of steel wool was stuffed in his throat, which made Renly a little bit laugh. Seeing the smile on the corner of Renly's mouth, Drake was annoyed and angry, and wanted to get angry, but he immediately imagined it, but also thought it was too funny, so he couldn't help laughing.
The problem is, Drake can't even laugh. After laughing, he began to cough, and then his throat felt as if it had been blasted by gunpowder, and it hurt sharply. He had to quickly pick up the water glass next to him and gulp water. That looks really funny.
The atmosphere on the set immediately became joyful.
In fact, the crew is under enormous pressure, not only because the scene is crucial, not only because Renly and Felicity are both facing bottlenecks, but also because this house is also borrowed by Drake from a friend. Tomorrow is the last day, and after that, there is no way to even pay for it, but the problem is that tomorrow they still have two scenes of Anna and Simon that have not been filmed, and the time is getting tighter and they are now stuck. here.
But at this moment, everyone still laughed lightly, temporarily letting go of their inner worries and pressures. Renly looked left and right, his eyes swept over everyone's happy expressions, and an idea popped into his mind.
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Perhaps, music can be the bridge between Felicity and Anna. Now Felicity's brain is a mess, she can't think at all, and the way of language communication is blocked; what about music? The language and metaphor of musical symbols can always be a powerful tool to break down barriers and barriers, creating a connection between reason and emotion.
Not sure if it works, but at least try it out.
"Can you find a keyboard at your friend's house?" Renly looked at Drake, then with a blank expression on his face, he chuckled, "If you want to hurry up and start shooting, get a keyboard ."