Filming is over.
The crew remained silent for a long time, and for a moment, only their heavy breathing could be heard in the filming location.
Gu Wenhua's shy eyes also welled up with tears. Suddenly, he rushed to Shang Yechu and bowed deeply.
"sorry!"
Gu Wenhua raised her head, mustered her courage to look directly into Shang Yechu's eyes, and said nervously, "Thank you."
There's no need to be too explicit about what I'm sorry for or what I'm thanking.
Shang Yechu was also deeply moved. Even though what she lacked most in her life was parental love, the performance just now still touched her deeply.
Shang Yechu had read many books about actors. The most famous one, "An Actor Prepares," stated: "Acting is an art."
Before this, Shang Yechu believed in this saying, but she never imagined it would come true for her. Until just now, Shang Yechu felt as if she had witnessed the birth of a great work of art. That greatness deeply struck her heart, filling her with emotion, pride, and a sense of honor. That supreme passion, that mortal touching the threshold of immortality—that spark ignited in this small, dusty space on an ordinary afternoon!
I haven't felt this way in a long time.
Shang Yechu suddenly realized that she was wrong.
"The Mute Woman" should not have been a practice piece made to prepare for Zheng Bohan's spy drama. Even with different themes, target audiences, and genres, it is still an excellent work and should not be used as a foil or stepping stone for anything else.
Ambition and ambition are both good things, but if an actor only has these two things, he will not become a good actor.
The solemn atmosphere on set was broken by the shout of the actress playing Yongjuan: "Oh dear! Someone come here! Brother Li has fainted from crying!"
Brother Li, the veteran actor who plays Yongfu, is named Li Zhenxiang. These past few days, he's been able to control his emotions perfectly in his acting, but this is the first time he's cried so hard he's almost unconscious.
The actress who played Yongjuan was still in character and had to comfort him, saying, "Old Li! Old Li! I'm fine! Mom's fine too!"
Teacher Qi Ming also rushed out of another room, patting Li Zhenxiang on the shoulder with a wry smile: "Oh dear! Little Li..."
Qi Ming herself was also quite upset, her heart heavy with an indescribable feeling. But she was always an elderly woman who took care of her younger relatives, so at this moment she could only comfort her "two children" first.
As if waking from a dream, everyone slowly withdrew from the drama and returned to their jobs, going about their business.
Several staff members muttered to themselves:
"What does Ye Chu do?"
"I don't know, isn't she an actress?"
"It seems like her main job is screenwriting and her side job is acting, right? My wife said that she also wrote 'Yun Qing Ji'."
"Huh? Wasn't 'The Cloud Chronicles' written by a group of mentally ill people?"
"I initially thought she was being a pain in the ass, wanting to take more photos after the first one. But I didn't expect her to actually be so—so very capable, sigh!"
"That's really amazing! Even the director cried, and after Qi Ming finished his performance, he ran offstage, covered his mouth, and cried too."
"I feel this was better than the previous two games. Many people shed tears, and Xiao Wang even went to call his mother just now."
"My heart is clenching with pain. I can't cry, I feel so choked up."
"I miss my mom..."
"My mother has been dead for three years...sigh."
"No wonder you were sobbing just now."
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