"Action!"
The camera begins to slowly move back.
Ji Li held the strap of his schoolbag in one hand and walked slowly to the door of his house.
From inside the house separated by a door, a woman's suppressed and painful cries for help could be heard intermittently, lingering in people's hearts.
Ji Li's eyes darkened slightly, and the schoolbag slipped from his hands and fell at his feet like garbage.
He looked around the ground expressionlessly, bent down, picked up a nearby gray old brick, and quietly hid it behind him.
——Sizzle.
He opened the half-open door.
The woman fell on the cold floor, her eyes full of fear and determination to die. She curled up slightly and struggled, the blood on her forehead was so familiar and glaring.
The stepfather heard the noise, came back to his senses and looked at him drunkenly, "Hey, the bastard is back?"
Ji Li lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, with a hint of hatred overflowing from the depths of her pupils.
He stood there motionless, looking at his mother who was struggling powerlessly against the string, "Mom, I'm back."
Seeing that he was being ignored, the stepfather threw the belt at the woman and ordered the boy, "Get out of here, get back to your room! Can't you see I'm teaching a woman a lesson? Huh?"
He walked forward with a shaky step, his face as foul as ever, "Do you want me to beat you to death too?"
Ji Li saw the right opportunity and threw the brick hidden behind him at him, "You are the one who deserves to die."
——Bang!
The brick exploded on the man's head and shattered into pieces.
The brick was a powdered prop prepared in advance by the crew. The blood bag hidden in Wei Guofu's wig burst immediately and flowed down his "wound".
The photographer was very tactful and moved the camera between the two people.
In front of the monitor, the contrast between the two sides of the screen is extremely obvious and outstanding——
One is thin, the other is tall, but they present an aura that is completely opposite to their own.
The young man on the left had murderous intent in his eyes, and his usually gentle appearance gradually hardened. He was like a sharpened knife, making people feel cold all over when they got close to him.
The man on the right staggered two steps, his drunkenness mostly awakened by the intense pain. He reached out his hand and touched the blood on his face, then fell backwards in disbelief with his eyes wide open.
Wei Guofu is indeed a veteran actor. He just fell to the ground without a sound of pain.
The man in the picture had a bloody face, and his eyelids were lifted with difficulty, and it seemed that he had not yet completely fainted.
Mother Xiang was frightened by the sudden change and was unable to call out, "...An An?"
Xiang Sui'an glanced at his mother and bent down to pick up the belt on the ground. He imitated the man's movements in his memory and fastened the belt buckle around and around on his fair and slender palm.
The boy in the camera looks expressionless, but if you study carefully, you can find that he has many slight changes.
The blue veins on the back of Ji Li's hand gradually emerged, as if they could burst through the thin skin at any time, and the murderous intent in his eyes gathered again...
In just four or five seconds, the aura became terrifying.
When everyone saw this familiar action, their hair stood on end.
Someone couldn't help but whispered, "Oh my god, why do I feel that Xiang Sui'an's action is more terrifying than his scumbag stepfather?"
"Ji Li is so strong! It was only half an hour before and after, but the same character feels completely different when played this way?"
Same role, same scene, even the lines haven’t changed much.
But even in this 'similar' shooting mode, the young man's aura can show a clear difference, but it does not feel abrupt or ruin his character.
"Who cares? I wish Xiang Sui'an could beat his stepfather to death!"
As soon as a staff member finished speaking, Ji Li, who was filming, immediately started to work hard.
"Don't you like domestic violence?"
——Bang!
"Don't you just like beating people with a belt?"
——Bang!
"Don't you want to beat us to death?"
——Bang!
The boy's gentle face was filled with a frightening sinister look. Every time he asked a question, he would whip his stepfather, who was on the verge of fainting, with a belt.
Veins popped out on his forehead and beads of sweat covered it. The force of his whipping became stronger and stronger, and his murderous intent grew stronger as he whipped.
Wang Zhang and Qin Li looked at each other in front of the monitor. The former sighed slightly, "Using the force of the whip to convey the gradual intensification of the character's emotions, using objects to express emotions, Ji Li, this kid, has a great sense of proportion in grasping the characters."
When Qin Li heard the compliment, a hint of approval flashed across his brows.
Rather than saying that the young man is interpreting the character, it would be more accurate to say that he is interpreting "himself" in the script. His sense of propriety comes naturally from empathy with the character in his heart.
Just as he was thinking about it, Ji Li, who was filming, made a timely change.
The boy's face turned red, and unexpected tears burst out of his eyes. He roared in a sobbing voice -
"You are the one who should be beaten!"
"You are the one who deserves to die too!"
"Why have you treated us like this all these years? Tell me! What qualifications do you have to treat us like this?"
"--ah!"
The rhythm of the whipping gradually became chaotic, and the force was not as crisp and decisive as before.
Xiang Sui'an, after all, is a sensitive boy, and he will never become a cruel and violent murderer.
Finally, he knelt down in front of the man, exhausted, covering his face and crying.
"Why?"
"What did I do wrong? I'm so tired, I'm really tired..."
With each reincarnation, his inner collapse intensifies.
I am familiar with all the details and I want to change them again and again, but the end result is still a bottomless abyss.
"An An, Mom knows you are tired and knows you are obedient. You are the most obedient... Be good and don't scare Mom."
Xiang's mother was obviously frightened by his reaction.
She couldn't break free from the string, so she could only move to the boy's side with great effort, and put her tear-stained face against his cold and trembling hand, "An An, it's mom's fault. I shouldn't have implicated you..."
Xiang Sui'an lowered his hands and stared at his mother with red eyes.
The woman was in a mess, and the gentle eyes in her memory had long been dulled by the years.
Xiang Sui'an wiped away his tears and untied the thin rope around Xiang's mother without saying a word.
After so many reincarnations, he was already able to untie this bond at the fastest speed.
Mother Xiang looked at him in a trance, "An An?"
"Mom, wait for me." Xiang Sui'an looked at the bruises at the corners of the woman's eyes and turned his eyes away weakly.
He stood up, found a bag of simple luggage from the inside of the cupboard, and walked back, "Go ahead, the farther the better."
Xiang's mother froze in place, her slightly open mouth unable to utter a single word.
She actually packed this luggage bag early in the morning.
Xiang Sui'an snorted indifferently and forced a sour smile, "I know you want to escape, but you can't leave me behind."
The meal on the first night of the senior year of high school was actually the last meal that Xiang's mother prepared for him. He had already secretly contacted his friends in other provinces and planned to escape again.
The reason why her stepfather beat her was that he heard her talking on the phone with her friend.
Xiang Sui'an carried the luggage in one hand and held her hand with the other, and walked to the door of the house.
A few seconds later, Xiang's mother looked at the luggage stuffed in her hands and burst into tears, "An An, can you forgive me?"
She has really reached her limit. If she doesn't leave this time, her life will be doomed.
Xiang Sui'an hugged her gently, his voice hoarse, "You are not wrong, and I don't blame you. You raised me until I was eighteen, and I will walk the rest of the way on my own."
The boy's tone was very slow, as if he was already familiar with this kind of parting.
"Remember, don't contact me after you run away. Just pretend you don't have a child like me."
"I won't send you off. I'll help you keep an eye on him here and won't let him come looking for you again. Don't be afraid."
The camera moved behind Ji Li, and Xiang's mother, played by Song Xingchen, slowly raised her hand but never dared to put it on the child's back.
She was afraid that she would be soft-hearted.
She admitted that she was a cowardly and incompetent mother who not only made her own life a mess, but also brought her own flesh and blood into this dire straits.
"I'm sorry, An'an."
After a brief hug, he walked towards his mother resolutely.
The darkness of night engulfed her frail figure and took away the boy's last bit of warmth for home.
Ji Li stood alone at the door, motionless.
In a trance, the words Mu Sui'an said in the lounge emerged in my mind.
——Ji Li, the thing I regret most in my life is that I cried and kept my mother away on the first night of my senior year of high school.
——She softened her heart and promised me that she would not leave, but two days later she was beaten again late at night and thrown into the river in front of her house by that drunk scum.
——Later, the scumbag finally confessed his crime and was brought to justice. I stayed alone with her swollen and pale body for three whole days. Even if I cried all my tears, I couldn't get her to say hello.
——If I could live my life over again, I swear I would definitely send her off with a smile.
Ji Li took two deep breaths and tried hard to hold back his tears. He took out a photo from his pocket and held it tightly in his palm.
After a while, he forced a sincere smile and murmured, "Goodbye, Mom."
The autumn night wind was quiet, sweeping away the boy's last farewell.
From now on, he is truly an orphan who is unwanted by everyone.
…
The five-minute long one-shot ended in loneliness and relief.
Some staff members who were already tearful were secretly wiping away tears. "Xiang's mother is too cruel. She just left like that, leaving An An alone. When his scumbag stepfather wakes up, will he still have a chance to survive?"
"Domestic violence deserves death!" Someone else echoed, "Alas, Ji Li's performance in the end was too good."
Wang Zhang suppressed the throbbing in his heart and shouted, "Cut! Passed!"
Song Xingchen walked back from the shadows, her tears still not fully stopped. She hugged Ji Li who was still standing there stupidly, "My dear son, thank you for your hard work."
The other person's embrace was very warm, as if it really carried the familiar scent of a mother, which just relieved Ji Li's heaviness in the play.
"It's not hard, thank you, Teacher Song."
Ji Li pulled out of her arms and quickly walked to Wei Guofu's side, "Teacher Wei, what happened just now..."
“Yeah.”
Wei Guofu raised his hand generously, knowing clearly that he had not yet expressed his apology. "Everything is for the effect of the movie. You, a young junior, know this. How can a senior like me be so hypocritical?"
Song Xingchen followed and nodded in agreement.
Ji Li curled his lips and bowed deeply to the two veteran actors, "Thank you, teachers. I have benefited a lot from acting with you this time."
Wei Guofu's eyes were filled with more admiration. "I've acted in so many plays, but I've met very few young actors like you who can perform in one take without any NGs."
Song Xingchen added, "I didn't see you holding the script the whole time. It seems that you have memorized the whole play."
When the crowd heard this, they suddenly realized——
yes!
The young man never took the script from beginning to end!
Even during the initial audition, he didn't make any mistakes!
How many young actors today can have such memory and concentration on acting?
The crew on the set were shocked, but also felt sincere admiration, and couldn't help but discuss in a low voice -
"I'm just putting this here. With someone like Ji Li, if he's not popular, who else can be popular?"
"Need I tell you? Anyone who is not blind can see it. Just wait and see, he will definitely have a place in the future film industry."
Qin Li walked up calmly and stood silently beside the young man.
"Thank you two teachers for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come and guest star. I will treat you to a meal when I am free in Hai City."
Song Xingchen did not reject his invitation, but nodded and asked, "Okay, will Ji Li come over next time? I can't eat the meal in the play. I have to have a meal outside the play with my 'baby son'."
Qin Li readily agreed, "Okay, I'll take him with me next time."
Ji Li nodded in agreement, completely unaware of the subtlety in the man's words.
The crew photographer came up and said, "Teachers, let's take a group photo?"
"certainly."
Qin Li took the initiative to give up his seat so that the "family of three" could stand together and take a photo.
Ji Li was pampered by the two veteran actors and pushed to the middle position. After hearing the photographer's instructions, he showed a bright and satisfied smile.
Qin Li stood by and saw that the other party was not as immersed in the play as he was in the previous two times. It was only then that the worry lurking in his heart completely dissipated.
"Qin Li, it's almost time to leave."
Qi An came over at the perfect time.
Tomorrow is the company's quarterly meeting, and the two have never missed it.
They changed their flight to the latest one and had to leave now. It would probably be one or two in the morning by the time they arrived at their home in Hai City.
After Ji Li finished taking the group photo, he happened to hear this sentence, "Brother Li, are you guys in a hurry to leave?"
Qin Li nodded lightly.
He praised her in front of everyone, "You performed very well in this scene. It completely raised my expectations for this investment project."
Ji Li smiled and said, "Thank you, Brother Li."
Qin Li looked around at the staff who were watching the fun, fearing that his admiration for the young man would cause him inconvenience.
So, after a little thought, he called Feng Cheng from the same company and gave him a few more instructions in the tone of a boss or senior.
Feng Cheng obviously didn't expect Qin Li to give him instructions alone. He nodded in agreement, his eyes full of enthusiasm, and his heart was already howling -
Ahhh I will try my best, boss! I won't let you down, boss!
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#Note: The plot within a play is necessary for character creation. I do not advocate it and strongly oppose it. Let’s say no to domestic violence, starting with ourselves!
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