Chapter 10：

The person here is low-key and simple, but he can't hide the high-level temperament in his bones. He wears a pair of silver glasses, and his eyes under the lenses seem to be born with a smile.

It makes people feel good when they look at it.

Zheng Anxing quickly waved to him, jokingly, "Why is the king free today?"

The other party is the actor of the state king Cao Shijing in the movie, called Yuan already Fei.

Yuan Caifei smiled and approached Qin Li, his eyes were drawn on Qin Li, and he said, "The king is idle in the hotel, so I came to visit General Song's class."

Qin Li wanted to laugh or not, and said, "The crew hasn't arranged your part in these two days, so it seems to have a very pleasant time."

Yuan Caifei raised his eyebrows, "Accepting concessions, life is easier than you."

Ji Li sat in a position to observe the people silently, and the content of the book automatically appeared in his mind-Yuan already is one of the few actors with both strength and flow, and has also won the actor. Later, he cooperated with the protagonist Ji Yunqi in the film, which promoted the relationship between the two men and friends.

Yuan had already noticed this line of sight, and moved his gaze to Ji Li's body.

Zheng Anxing introduced to him, "This is Song Zhao’s actor, Ji Li. It’s no longer, this kid is very talented in acting, and I’ve never played with Qin Li. It’s a pity that this time I don’t have the two of you. Opponent play."

After filming these scenes, Zheng Anxing loves Ji Li from the bottom of his heart, and when he sees a familiar actor, he blows away.

Ji Li smiled slightly and stood up, "Hello, Teacher Yuan."

According to the current qualifications of the original owner, everyone has to call "teacher".

"Hello, I know you." Yuan already nodded at him.

"...Know me?" Ji Li didn't understand.

"In the morning, I heard the staff say that a new actor came, and I had a one-time play with Qin Li last night."

Yuan Jifei glanced at the screenwriter in the same company, "Sister Fang and I are very curious. Seeing that there is your part in this morning's notice, we will discuss and take a look."

Qin Li took a sip of the water from the assistant and said with a smile, "Dare you not come to visit my class, but to see Ji Li?"

"Why, are you jealous?" Yuan Jifei asked.

Before this movie, he and Qin Li had collaborated twice. The two are already old friends, and they can make any jokes.

Qin Li slowly said, "Then you can go."

When the crew saw the joking interaction between the two, they laughed together, and Ji Li also licked his lips.

Zheng Anxing said, "It's no longer a matter of time. You and Teacher Chen Fang have come at the right time. Our end will be the highlight of the Song Brothers."

It is also the last scene of Song Zhao's character.

Ji Li remembered the complexity of the next scene and wanted to leave enough time to brew his emotions, "Director, if there is nothing wrong, I will go and rest first."

"Well, you go, there is still time before the end of the scene." Zheng Anxing said.

Ji Li gestured to Qin Li and Yuan impolitely, and then took up his small backpack and left.

It wasn't until the other person's back disappeared at the door that Qin Li looked at Yuan Zaifei and said, "Go and sit in my RV for a while?"

"Row."

…

Forty minutes later, the shooting location moved to the street outside the restaurant.

Filled with stomach, Song Zhaoji hung his companions at the gate of beggars, so Song Yi specially ordered the restaurant to make some simple noodles and send them to the beggar refugees with his younger brother.

Unexpectedly, a few assassinated assassins were mixed into this group of beggars. At the moment of crisis, Song Zhaoyi stood in front of Song Yi without hesitation, and a sharp short knife pierced into his heart.

The plot is simple, but it is not easy to act.

Less than a day after they met each other, and they had to face the separation of life and death, the emotions that the two brothers broke out at the final farewell were very touching. Between Ji Li and Qin Li, as long as there is one person who can't keep up, it will cost the plot.

Zheng Anxing was afraid of excessive consumption of the actors' emotions, and before the official filming started, he only asked them to try the scene. Ji Li closed his eyes and had to repeatedly imagine every emotional point in his mind.

"Very nervous?" Qin Li's question came from his side.

Ji Li looked over and answered the wrong question, "Teacher Qin Li, do you believe me?"

A good rivalry scene will never be the result of unilateral efforts. Actors must not only play their own roles well, but also convey and influence the appropriate emotions to the other actors.

Ji Li never doubted the actor Qin Li's excellent acting skills, but he was afraid that the other party would not believe him as a rookie actor.

Before Qin Li could answer, the prop master walked up with a prepared blood bag, "Jili, here."

"Well, everyone is ready." Zheng Anxing shouted.

Ji Li shifted his gaze and quickly contained the blood in the bottom of his tongue.

Not far away, Yuan Jifei and screenwriter Chen Fang were already sitting in front of the monitor, planning to take a good look at the next highlight.

Soon, the shooting began—

Song Yi walked behind carrying a cloth bag of food, and when he walked in front, Song Zhao turned around from time to time, and distributed the steamed buns in the bag to the beggars along the street.

"Second grandfather, this is my brother!"

"Brother Aqiao, I found my relatives."

Song Zhao, played by Ji Li, happily introduces him every time he sees a beggar acquaintance. Qin Li stood behind him, the smile on his lips never let go from beginning to end.

Qin Li put away the empty cloth bag and said softly, "Zhao'er, it's late, I have to go back."

He still has important things to do and cannot stay on the street for a long time. If the other party likes it, he can accompany him every day after he resigns. It doesn't matter how much time he spends.

"Okay." Ji Li responded, dividing the steamed bun in his hand into two, and handed it over, "Brother, let's eat while walking."

Qin Li's smiling eyes drooped slightly. Before he reached out to pick it up, Ji Li's expression changed from joy to fright, and he slammed the man in front of him.

The sharp blade broke the wind, rushing into his heart with a fierce killing intent.

The blood bag that had been hidden in the clothes was pierced by the prop knife, splashed on the spot, and fell on his face.

In the next second, Qin Li, who had reacted, kicked the lead assassin fiercely. The subordinates lurking around rushed out, and the surrounding area immediately became a melee.

Qin Li carelessly paid attention to the noise around him, and his eyes trembled fiercely.

Ji Li wiped away the warmth from her face indiscriminately, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, "Brother, I..."

He bit the blood bag at the bottom of his tongue, and his whole body fell back trembling.

Qin Li hurriedly stopped him with eyes and hands, and his tensed palms pressed tightly against the blood holes on his brother's chest, "Zhao'er, don't be afraid, my brother will take you to the military doctor. Hold on, and I will take you right away!"

In a short sentence, Qin Li's eyes were red to madness, and his fear and killing intent were firmly pressed into the depths of his pupils.

The group of people in front of the monitor was shocked by the man's emotional changes, and stared at Ji Li's next reaction.

Because of the bone pain, Song Zhao's whole body shook uncontrollably. The accumulated tears wetted his eyelashes, making him extremely fragile. He held his **** hands tightly on the other's clothes. , Nostalgic said, "Brother..."

He is very scared, he does not want to die, he should not leave his brother alone in this world.

"You, are you...injured?" The sound of broken breath and blood leaked out from the gap between the teeth little by little, as slight as if it would dissipate in the wind in the next second.

"I'm fine." Qin Li gritted his teeth and squeezed out an answer.

The eyes of the person in his arms gradually faded, and he knew that his Zhaoer would not be able to keep it.

The hand that was accustomed to holding the sword couldn't stop trembling. He stroked his brother's back with the best of gentleness, again and again, "I know you're tired, go to sleep if you want to sleep, my brother will stay with you."

Ji Li turned his head slightly into Qin Li's arms, and the vague voice was inaudible, "Brother, I still want to... I want to eat the grapefruit you picked."

"Okay, I will definitely pick it for you."

"Brother, Zhaoer..." Can't bear you.

The last few words will never be exported.

Song Zhaoqiang's eyelids suddenly collapsed, and at the last moment of his life, he died in the arms of his loved ones.

…

Chang Ji Cheng Yin wiped away his tears in embarrassment, and his liver hurts from being abused by this scene—

Why must Song Zhao die? His wish is very simple! Wouldn't it be okay to let him go home with his brother?

What an end! What kind of "garbage" screenwriter!

Cheng Yin was furious, and stared at the screenwriter Chen Fang venomously, only to find that the other party also had red eyes, as if he would not cry.

Chen Fang stared at the two brothers on the monitor, suddenly regretting the ending he wrote. When she was writing, she thought about being abused, but she never thought it would be so abused when filming!

In the original plot, Cao Shijing, who had ascended the throne, was afraid that Song Yigong would overpower him, so he had a murderous intention. These assassins were all sent by him to assassinate the former.

After the assassination failed and was revealed, the relationship between the monarch and his ministers fell into a freezing point.

Chen Fang always felt that the reason for the ‘broken relationship between monarch and minister’ in the original book was too simple, so she picked out the character Song Zhao from the original book separately.

Unlike the three-line sketches in the book, she wrote a few brief but important scenes for Song Zhaokuo.

For Song Yi, as soon as the two brothers met, his younger brother died to protect himself, and the assassin he assassinated was sent by the king he trusted the most!

Such an opportunity can create the blackened attributes of the characters.

Chen Fang saw that there were many staff members who secretly wiped their tears at the scene, and knew that this original plot was right!

Although, after the movie is released, she may receive blades from netizens.

The camera slowly moved down and landed on the **** steamed bun on the ground. That was the last thing Song Zhao left to his brother Song Yi during his lifetime. It was a chance to survive that he regarded as a treasure.

Zheng Anxing finally called "card", and the shooting scene was quiet after the first stop.

The assistant behind Yuan Caifei said in tears, "Ms. Qin played really well, and Ji Li is a newcomer actor, and it is so touching that he can be brought into the play like this."

"...It's the opposite." Yuan already looked at the two figures in the monitor, his eyes full of surprise.

Ji Li still fell into Qin Li's arms and did not get up. He covered his face with his hands, obviously to ease his emotions. However, Qin Li stopped the staff from advancing for the first time, and his expression was also not relaxed.

"Brother Yuan, what's wrong?" The assistant asked puzzledly.

Zheng An knew what he had done, and said to Yuan Zaifei, "You can see it too? This kid's talent is terribly high."

What's wrong?

Of course, the assistant said the opposite.

It was not Qin Li who brought Ji Li into the play, but Ji Li who brought Qin Li into the play.

Unlike Ji Li's immersive acting style, Qin Li was born in a professional class and is a typical performance-based acting.

In the eyes of actors like Qin Li, external conditions and sound conditions are their performance tools, and actors must be proficient in using these tools. [*]

Just like the clay in the hands of sculptors and their hands, actors should have the greatest freedom to shape their own characters as they please, instead of being controlled by works and characters. [*]

So every time the filming is over, Qin Li can be like a okay person, simply withdrawing from the role.

Looking at the entire entertainment industry, Yuan Caifei has played against Qin Li the most. This is the first time he has seen the other party in this state.

"Director Zheng, did you say he found it himself?" Yuan Jifei asked.

Zheng Anxing thought for a while and replied, "He should have noticed it from the beginning."

From yesterday's first encounter with the scene, Qin Li left the script for three seconds to look at each other; to today's complete assassination scene, no one knows his own state better than Qin Li at this moment.

"Is it better?" Qin Li asked in a dumb voice looking at the crying eyes of the person in his arms.

Ji Li sat up boringly, and answered the wrong question, "...I want to be a screenwriter."

"Get up, I'll accompany you to fight." Qin Li said unexpectedly.

The two got up from the ground and walked back to the shooting monitoring area together.

From a distance, Ji Li heard Yuan already pestering the screenwriter and said, "Sister Fang, do you think of a way to give Ji Li and me a scene?"

He also wanted to experience Ji Li's terrifying acting talent, making a fist!

Chen Fang on the side looked dumbfounded, "My lord, this character was killed by the assassin you sent out. How do you want me to add it?"

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#Who doesn't want to play with us~

#Everyone comment positively, this chapter will still be red envelopes~

[*]The expressionism comes from the 19th century French actor Golan. (Simply put, what Ji Li pursues is ‘turn yourself into a role’, and what Li pursues is ‘make yourself free to shape your role’)