Begonia has always been Li Chengfeng's confidant. He treats her with care until peace appears. Li Chengfeng is passionate about her. Therefore, Begonia aims at peace everywhere.
After the revolutionary turmoil, Anning persuaded Li Chengfeng to help the Communist Party for the national righteousness, and the Communist Party won the victory, but he sacrificed his life in helping Anning complete the task. After hearing the news of his death, Begonia committed suicide, and the woman left peacefully and went on with her next task.
After su Xiangwan stepped onto the stage, seven or eight people, including directors and screenwriters, fell on her one after another.
The director and the writer looked at each other subconsciously, and there was a flash of surprise.
Su Xiangwan is really in line with the role of Begonia. She is gorgeous but not vulgar, charming but not charming. If she only goes to that station, it seems that she has returned to the dance hall of the old Shanghai period.
The writer nodded with satisfaction and took the lead in saying, "let's try the play directly. You'll play the part where Li Chengfeng died and committed suicide."
Su Xiangwan was not surprised.
After all, this play is a test of acting skills, and there is no need for supporting actors, so it's best to audition.
She dropped her eyes and remained silent for more than ten seconds.
"Begonia Begonia Mr. Li Li Xian is dead and alive The staff threw a lead.
Dead Dead.
Outside the door, a burst of cheers was the sound of celebrating the victory of the revolution. In Yongle gate, the light is dim and silent.
Begonia sitting in front of a retro square table, most of the body covered in a dark, can not see the look.
She didn't cry, she didn't cry. The hand with bright red fingernails trembled slightly and took a slim lady's cigarette out of the cigarette case and held it in his mouth.
She drew out the match and struck it slowly a few times, her hands trembling.
The only sound left in the world was the sound of a match, and everyone's attention was focused on her hand.
Several sparks burst out in the dark, and the match finally struck.
Her left hand habitually covered in the smoke, blocking the wind, some can't wait, deeply inhaled, has been gently trembling hand this gradually stabilized.
She leaned back in her chair, and the gramophone record played farewell to my concubine. She was holding a cigarette between her fingers and humming softly. It seemed that he was dancing with her on the dance floor.
"Begonia, with me in, the men on the beach will not try to force you."
"And the woman?"
"I don't care about women. You know I don't beat women."
She dropped her eyes, and there was smoke in front of her.
Chengfeng, that day you said you would go to save her, with a bright light in your eyes. I know I can't stop you. Just, you promise me that you will come back alive But You're breaking your promise.
There was a faint smell of blood in the air.
"Tick tock Dida... " Drop by drop of blood fell on the old wooden floor.
She still hummed to the gramophone tune, and the rocking chair creaked occasionally. She did not shed a drop of tears from the beginning to the end, but inexplicably made people feel a burst of heart block and pain.
Riding the wind You always say that Begonia is delicate and beautiful, but you forget that it is heartbroken.
After a long time, the entire training hall is still silent, leaving only the final tone in the gramophone.
Su Xiangwan looked behind the scenes several times. At this time, it was not the staff member who came up and found her dead.
What about the people?
After waiting for more than two minutes, the music was gone, or no one was seen. So Su had to get up.
The director came back to his senses and began to clap his hands: "good!"