Jiang Xianyu sat on the sofa hugging a pillow, with a contract and a script beside him.
The contract was very thin, just a few pages.
The script is very thick, fifty-three pages, almost the thickness of a novella.
She watched it once and to be honest it was a bit boring. It was completely different from the movies she had seen before.
Not high at all.
The movies I watched before, even the romance movies, were full of grandeur. The overbearing president dropped flowers from the plane to express his love, the innocent heroine tore the mistress apart and kidnapped and killed people, and a high school girl had an abortion because love turned into hate to avenge her boyfriend... Either it was sweet or it was abusive.
So sweet.
Abuse to the point of madness.
And this "The Dancing Girl of Izu"...
Just open a few pages.
"When I have you, whether I'm buying a tie at the mall or cleaning a fish in the kitchen, I feel like a happy woman..."
"After I lost you, even the sound of birdsong and the fragrance of flowers lost interest to me. Everything seemed so desolate and empty. The path between the universe and my soul was blocked."
"I let the tears flow. My mind seemed to have turned into a pool of clear water, from which drops overflowed, leaving nothing behind..."
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Looking at these descriptions, Jiang Xianyu was confused and worried.
What she was worried about was the box office. From her own perspective, she felt that she would not go to the cinema to watch such a boring movie.
What I am confused about is that maybe my aesthetic taste is not good enough?
Maybe it’s true.
After all, Lu Hao's taste has been tested by the market.
I didn’t really like the movie “The Piano Tuner” and felt a bit scared about it, but it became a huge hit online and it’s still trending on Weibo.
They are professionals.
I am still a newbie.
Believe in the boss.
After pouring a glass of water, Jiang Xianyu took a deep breath and secretly encouraged himself.
Believe in Mr. Lu!
Just try your best to act well.
After all, the pay is 200,000!
In fact, she has always been a very hard-working and self-disciplined person.
I started learning to dance at the age of five and have been learning for more than ten years. Until now, I have been practicing every day and have never stopped.
What is the meaning of dancing?
Jiang Xianyu had never thought about this problem. He just felt that since he had done something, he had to stick to it.
What's more, we are making a movie now.
You’ll be the heroine when you debut, what a great opportunity, you must keep up the good work!
Thinking of this, she opened the script and began to read it carefully.
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The story takes place decades ago in a remote town where the people are conservative and the concept of class is still strong.
The heroine is called Axun, a dancer who follows her brother and mother-in-law around and performs to earn money.
Their status is very low, almost at the same level as beggars. Outside many places, there are wooden signs prohibiting dancers and beggars from entering, and they can only stay in the most rudimentary small hotels.
Naturally, I don’t make much money and I’m often harassed by customers.
As usual, they went to a place called Izu to perform in the summer, and she met a college student who was out to relax during the summer vacation.
At that time, college students were still the chosen ones of heaven. They were generally children of aristocrats or wealthy businessmen, and they had a glittering personality.
But he is nothing like those high and mighty people.
He is kind, timid, shy, and sensitive. Like a thief, he carefully and deliberately follows the dancers, but pretends it is a chance encounter.
He used Go pieces to play Gobang with himself.
He would read to himself.
When he smiles, it's like good weather.
They traveled to many places together. One day, she wanted to go visit him again, but was stopped by her mother-in-law.
My mother-in-law said, "It's impossible for a wandering dancer to fall in love with a college student."
His summer vacation is about to end and he is about to prepare to go back.
A journey is, after all, just a journey.
No matter how beautiful it is, it must end.
When she left, she said nothing. Only when the boat started to sail did she come to her senses and waved desperately, watching the boat go away...
He and the boat disappeared among the green mountains and clear waters.
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It's a very simple story, not complicated at all, and there are no plots that stimulate the crazy secretion of hormones.
Jiang Xianyu watched quietly, barefoot, hugging his knees, reading it once, and again, feeling that he understood some, but not quite.
Is this a love relationship?
It doesn’t seem so.
We never even held hands.
The most intimate action between the male and female protagonists is when their heads gently touch each other while reading.
Also, when the comb fell out of her bun, he helped her pick it up and put it back in.
The scale of this action...
Not even as good as today's primary school students.
Not even a pat on the head.
But, if you think about it carefully, it is really beautiful.
That kind of green and hazy feeling is not that sweet, but if you taste it carefully, it will leave you with an endless aftertaste.
Jiang Xianyu felt those scenes, felt this very simple little story, thought about the dancer's mood, and sat on the sofa in a daze.
She has never been in love.
But at this moment, it feels like I have just experienced a separation.
It doesn't hurt.
It's just a bit regrettable.
I don't know what I'm regretting.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
She came back to her senses, sighed slightly, picked up the pen, and began to write a biography on the paper.
She is actually not good at Chinese.
I often get low scores on my essays.
It's the kind of thing where when I pick up a pen, I have no idea what to write.
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