Disaster Artist

The latest website: "Dabai, give me a twist..."

"No, I just asked you if you want to eat it, and you said no, and then divide my breakfast now. Are you beggars or what?"

"One, Dabai, just one, or one bite?"

"One bite is one bite for me. If you want to eat, you can go out and buy it yourself. The assistant is outside. It only takes ten minutes to run errands."

rustling.

Whisper.

Aiya's mind just grabbed a little thought, but it was interrupted immediately, the lady in the floral dress was asking for twists from the man with white steamed buns.

This! Yes! Varied! What! ghost!

The point is, they're not talking blatantly, but whispering in low voices, as if worried that their words would interfere with the audition.

However, in such a small space, the trivial noises whispering to each other's ears are just as harsh; and because the other party's attempts to lower the voice become more obvious.

The lady in the yellow shirt didn't seem to notice the movement next to her at all, and showed a smile, "If you're ready, you can start at any time."

Aya, a little flustered.

No, to be precise, it should be very panic, too panic-

Contingencies, one after the other.

Moreover, she is now full of "story story stories", this is the first time she has encountered such an audition, God knows, how long has she not told stories.

Real life is like this, when friends are chatting, they often tell a story about an experience, and when they meet a suitable topic, the story will come out; but suddenly, when asked to tell a story, often the mind will be blank, because There is no cause and effect, and no dialogue context.

Therefore, at such moments, language organization may encounter difficulties.

calm.

Aya forced herself to calm down—

She is an actor, Lu Qian is a director, this is an audition, even if the scene is very chaotic and very noisy, but everything is for a reason.

She should trust Lu Qian.

So why does the director ask the actor to tell the story?

Just like this project.

At present, there are no rumors or news in the industry, no one knows what story Lu Qian is going to shoot and what theme he is going to tell.

But what kind of director is Lu Qian?

Aya thought:

Perhaps, the director just wants to see what incarnation and image he is in the actor's story, or how the actors understand the director's project, which is presented through the stories they tell, without a framework, that is, It means that you can let go of your imagination.

So, what does Lu Qian look like in Aiya's eyes?

A lunatic, a lunatic, a director, a... daydreamer.

An artist who burns his life for dreams and movies.

Gradually, Aya regained her composure, smiled, and quietly climbed up the corner of her mouth, then raised her eyes, Aya looked towards the camera lens—

Not the lady in the yellow shirt, nor anyone else, but the camera.

It was as if she was looking at Lu Qian. Then, she found herself and her professional attitude, reminding herself that the reason for this audition in the first place was also the reason why she was eager to appear in Lu Qian's works.

Everything seems to have become logical.

"My aunt used to live in Essonne."

At the beginning, Aya relaxed, and the tight shoulder lines and stiff facial expressions also relaxed, completely ignoring other people's movements.

Essonne is located on the other side of the ocean. It takes 12 hours to travel by plane from Lanchuan. It is on the same land as Weihai. Every time you go to participate in the Weihai Film Festival, you often need to arrive first. Essonne, then transfer or take the train.

There, known as the most romantic city in the world, a gurgling Langmu River runs through the whole city, and there are countless romantic legends along the river.

From poets to writers, from philosophers to architects, from musicians to filmmakers, the Langmu River has nurtured countless bright arts, sparkling.

Calm down, Aya thinks of her aunt—

Aiya once said in an interview that he longed to become an actor when he was in middle school, and made a ppt speech to convince his parents to allow them to challenge the career of an actor. After receiving the support of his family, She just set foot on this road in Lanchuan.

But no one knows that Aya has always kept her dream deep in her heart and dared not speak it out, but it was her aunt who inspired her to take that step.

The aunt told her that daring to dream is not foolishness, but bravery; even if it is foolishness, such foolishness is beautiful.

Aiya hasn't thought of her aunt for a long, long time. After all, she has worked hard in Lanchuan for so many years and has achieved certain achievements. She almost thought she had forgotten her aunt, but she didn't expect to think of that face again today, All memories are so fresh.

Overwhelmingly, attacking her, and then, the story blurted out naturally.

"Every time she came to visit us, she would tell us stories of foreign countries."

"I remember, she said, that she once jumped into the river, barefoot, with a smile on her face, without hesitation, she jumped forward and stepped into the Langmu River."

"It was spring, and the river was so cold that she screamed the moment she jumped in. Apparently, she didn't realize that the river was so cold. For a month after that, she clearly remembered that The Mu River is so cold."

"But, she said, she has no regrets."

As he spoke, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still rising, and it sparsely fell into his eyes, but Aya's eyes gradually deepened, revealing a touch of sadness.

Inadvertently, I fell into memory like this, and the dusty memory fragments are still lifelike.

"At that time, she was only eighteen years old and wanted to be a poet, but everyone told her that there were no poets in this world. Those poets either starved to death or drowned in their romance."

"People laughed at her, cursed her, despised her, even my grandfather and father, they said she was an idealistic idiot who only slammed into the walls of reality until she was bleeding. To be able to realize how wise and valuable their opinions are."

"But ~www.readwn.com~ she still went, she went to Essonne, she saw the Langmu River, she jumped into the icy cold Langmu River in the spring."

Aiya didn't even realize it, and there was a hint of envy in her eyes.

She envied her aunt's wantonness and publicity, as well as her courage and perseverance. If she hadn't taken that step, she would never have dared to dream—

Maybe, she can't become an actress, but obediently goes to high school, goes to college, looks for a job, and then lives a 9-5 life, secretly imagining a "what if", and depicting the realization of her dream in her mind, but she will never know , whether that distant dream can be realized.

"In fact, Dad and Grandpa are right. Aunt's life in Essonne is very embarrassing and embarrassing. She often runs out of food and needs to worry about whether she might be kicked out of the apartment every day. , become a pitiful worm outside the society in the eyes of others."

"Dreams are very hard, very hard."

"But, she said, she was happy."