Chapter 418

"This performance is really bad."

There was a fire in lanli's chest, which couldn't be put out. The whole person's mood still didn't come out of the performance situation just now. The anger was even more publicized, and the whole person burst out uncontrollable irritability, which made him just want to vent.

However, the remaining reason is telling him that it is wrong to anger others at will and vent his emotions on others at will. So he said with the last hint of reason, "sorry, I need to calm down. Give me 30 minutes."

The sonorous and powerful voice was firm enough to refuse. If he didn't leave, he couldn't predict what he would do next. Then lanli turned around, and the bustling crowd stood against the wall, making way for a road. Lanli reluctantly kept the last etiquette, nodded to everyone, and then coldly stepped forward, He quickly left the room.

Everyone looked shocked and stunned and didn't understand what was going on.

Jonathan looked at Seth with a question mark on his head and a confused face. But Seth also stood in the same place with blank eyes. After a moment of silence, he said cautiously, "he's... On holiday?"

"Seth!" The atmosphere of solemnity and astonishment was destroyed immediately, and everyone laughed helplessly. Seth spread his hands innocently.

Jonathan can only look at will. Will seems to understand, but he doesn't seem to understand. He is not an actor after all. His way of looking at things is still different. "Shall we watch the replay again?" Will tried to give his opinion.

Jonathan nodded in agreement. Let's watch the replay again.

However, after lanli left, the atmosphere on the set was a little strange.

Everyone thought that the performance was brilliant. The director, producer and story prototype were all present, and everyone agreed. However, as the party concerned, Lan Li took the opposite view - not only criticizing and improving, but directly evaluating it as "bad". What does that mean?

Is this criticizing your performance? Or are you criticizing the other members of the crew for being unprofessional, so you think this kind of performance is excellent? And he turned away without saying a word, passed the producer and director, and directly asked for a 30 minute break, which was not only impolite, but also a big card! So, what's going on now? Does Langley want to enjoy the prestige of a big brand? Or do you want to be a professional actor?

I don't know for whom this gesture is made!

For a while, the "anti-cancer me" crew was restless and riotous. The exchange of eyes and whispering were endless. Originally, everyone was still shocked by Lan Li's performance, but the next second it took a 180 degree turn. Such a "professional posture" is really unpleasant and even repulsive.

Not to mention the staff, even actors such as Anna and Bryce were stunned and didn't understand what was going on. However, if you think about it carefully, from the first meeting to now, every move of lanli is full of incomprehensible strangeness, so it's not surprising today.

But even so, what does it mean to suddenly yell "bad" at your performance? Is he waiting for more praise, and then everyone is after him, saying that the performance just now is fantastic? Or are you really criticizing your performance? Does he think he's a master performer? Robert De Niro or Meryl Streep? Such a cool and proud high-profile is really an impulse to sneer at.

Lanli has no time to pay attention to these, and no time to explain them. He has to leave that space, which is suffocating and feels that all his blood is burning; He had to breathe a little fresh air to cool his confused brain; He had to sort out his ideas again and sort them out from the beginning.

The whole person is like a restless volcano, on the verge of eruption at any time. He knew that this was not normal. With Chu Jiashu's anger, Adam's blankness, and Lan Li's irritability, all his emotions collided together, which made him at a loss, but unable to start. You can only get angry with yourself.

After walking outside quickly, fresh air poured into my chest and calmed down a little, but it still didn't help.

Lanli's reckless steps suddenly brake, stop and touch his pocket, only to find that he is wearing a costume, and all his pockets are empty. Conditionally, he raises his head and looks left and right. Then he sees a doctor in a white coat standing in front of the glass window of the overpass, thinking.

This flyover is a bridge connecting two buildings of different departments. In front of it is a large floor glass wall, which is still regarded as an interior category. However, it is relatively clean. The soft light of Seattle spills down through the glass windows, filling the whole room with a gentle light blue. The sense of space is magnified unconsciously.

Without any extra thought, Lan Li walked over, suppressing the surge of emotion and politely said, "do you have any cigarettes, please?"

The doctor turned his head. She was a woman with short hair, narrow eyes and delicate eyebrows. Her facial features were very deep. She looked like a half breed. Her face was as clean as Jiangnan. It was not amazing, but she felt very comfortable.

"Don't you know, this is a hospital, no smoking?" The doctor gently picked his eyes and asked in a serious voice, but he didn't feel sharp.

Lanli patted his pocket to show his innocence, and then added, "I don't need a lighter."

The doctor stopped for a moment, looked up and down at Lan Li, as if he could see through the skin. After about three seconds, he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to Lan Li. "How do you know I have cigarettes?" She is a woman and a doctor. In fact, many people didn't know that she would smoke.

"Need a reason?" The doctor was stunned by Lan Li's rhetorical question. Then a smile appeared on his face and nodded his approval.

Lanli held the cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it. The faint smell of tobacco lingered under his nose. The agitation of his whole body was slightly relieved, as if he could see the smoke winding around his fingertips. But his impetuous mood still couldn't be completely calmed down. The whole person had a kind of restlessness. That kind of turbulent feeling was really bad, It's as if everything is out of control and people can't adapt.

The doctor could feel the negative emotion on Lan Li. She lowered her eyes and drew a smile from the corner of her mouth

Langley shrugged. "Life has never been easy." He glanced at the doctor. "What about you? The operating room is not going well? "

"The sentence has just been pronounced." The so-called sentencing is to announce the time of death. The doctor looked down at his hands as if he could see blood on them.

This is a simple action, but Lan Li understood it at once. In the face of death, in the face of disease, they always think, habit is good, will gradually numb, but the fact is not so.

"Maybe you need a cigarette, too." Lan Li's response made the corner of the doctor's mouth rise up. His eyes glanced at the cigarette in the corner of Lan Li's mouth. It wasn't lit, but it was held in its mouth like that. There was still a heavy gloom between his eyebrows, but with the wanton publicity of his youth, uninhibited and unrestrained, dazzling,

The doctor did not draw out the cigarette, but stood up straight, "I'm ready to go back on duty, the world is still waiting for me to save it."

Lan Li took down the cigarette, turned his head, his eyes showed a touch of ridicule, "is that it? Just breathe fresh air here... Three minutes, and then go back to work? "

The doctor put both sides in the pockets of his white coat and shrugged, "life still has to go on. A short rest, and then start again, I hope every time is a new start, but... "The words behind didn't go on, just shrugged, but the banter and irony in my eyes could not be more obvious.

This is the hospital. There's nothing to start over, just keep going. Even if the operation is successful, even if cured, the impact of a disease on life is still indelible, and even completely change the trajectory of life; But if the surgery fails, there is no future.

The hospital is not a hell, but a place of life and death. One minute and one second time, here is already the vicissitudes of life, in the face of life and death, all the strength is weak. This is true of Chu Jiashu, and so is Adam.

"Cancer" and "death" are terms without tendency and attribute, but when they are linked with their own destiny, the track of life begins to change. However, standing in the quiet space of the hospital, all the clutter suddenly surged up, so sour that people could not breathe.

This is true even for the bystanders.

Langley has experienced all this, will has experienced all this, and the doctor in front of him is experiencing all this.

In the doctor's quiet eyes, Lan Li saw who he was and who he is now.

Lan Li and the doctor looked at each other with a smile and nodded. Then the doctor turned and left without any nostalgia.

They just talked for three minutes, shared a cigarette, and didn't even exchange names, but lanli's irritable mood gradually settled down.

It's not the end of the world after all.

He is a rookie, he is still a rookie, played in several successful works, does not mean that he has become an excellent actor. He has never been a genius, in front of those real genius, he can only be regarded as a persistent effort, just like Sisyphus.

Whether it's "anti-cancer me" or "detached", these two works need him to do his best, without any mistakes. Therefore, what he needs now is not to be impatient or urgent, but to calm down and start from scratch.

Taking a long breath, he held the cigarette in his mouth again, and looked through the glass to see the quiet and peaceful scene of Seattle. At last, lanli calmed down.