Disaster Artist

"All units, prepare."

In the apartment, the voice from the walkie-talkie had a little rustling noise, and everyone was quiet, waiting for the director's order, and the camera would start running again——

After experiencing a big play at dawn, Zhang Benqing, who went out for a "travel", returned to the crew obediently and was ready to go to work.

Judging from Zhang Benqing's appearance, he seems to have recovered, at least from the outside, the stormy waves have all calmed down.

But on the walkie-talkie, Lu Qian's voice paused for a moment, and then asked another question alone.

"How is it, are you ready? Or, you need to... 'adjust adjustment'."

Lu Qian didn't name him by name, but his meaningful words instantly made all eyes fall on Zhang Benqing.

Zhang Benqing had returned to calm, but at this time he became the target of public criticism. His face suddenly became turbulent. The jaw line tightened and loosened, and then tightened and loosened again. Without words, he could clearly feel the ups and downs of his inner emotions.

It's hard to imagine how many thoughts flashed through Zhang Benqing's mind between the lightning and flint.

Ji Xu was also stunned for a while, obviously Zhang Benqing was already obediently preparing to shoot, why did Lu Qian stimulate him again?

Ji Xu knows Lu Qian, if he wants, he can be perfect in social situations, greetings and social contacts are never a problem; but the point is, whether Lu Qian is willing, otherwise, he will not pay for his life and curse. The skill tree with dirty words has long been full.

Therefore, Lu Qian's "stimulation" of Zhang Benqing, obviously not necessary, but still insisting on it, should have a purpose; just... I am afraid that Zhang Benqing should see Lu Qian again and he should hate it to the core.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Xu's mouth. Now that he has done this, let's look at Zhang Benqing's next performance. Is it true that he can't support the wall, or that Lu Qian turned rot and miraculously turned the situation around? This piece of dead wood, Zhang Benqing, can also be carved.

Zhang Benqing didn't answer, obviously not wanting to admit that Lu Qian was talking to him.

But Lu Qian was not in a hurry, just looked at Zhang Benqing quietly, with a smile that was not a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he had infinite patience, and the entire crew was waiting for Zhang Benqing's confirmation.

Zhang Benqing's fist was already clenched, but it was finally released.

"Ready."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Benqing lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at the eyes of the staff around him, and his tensed jaw showed a touch of shameful anger.

A shallow smile appeared in Lu Qian's eyes, this is Wang Si's state, this is the effect he wants, and now it needs Zhang Benqing's camera to show it——

He had better be able to remember the lines.

Deeply, Lu Qian took a deep "look" at Zhang Benqing, even if Zhang Benqing didn't look up, he could still feel the feeling of being on his back, and then Lu Qian shouted,

"Start shooting!"

Shooting starts.

All in, hold your breath.

Because of this episode, because the entire crew was filled with a tense atmosphere, because Zhang Benqing, who was all over his body, revealed that something was wrong, and because of Lu Qian, who showed his thunderous means, the on-site staff strictly closed their mouths and did not dare to say anything. any sound.

Then, you can notice:

Zhang Benqing, it's different.

"...you **** idiot."

Wang Ge, cursing word by word, could deeply feel the anger and disgust in his bones.

Zhang Benqing turned his back to Wang Ge, and he didn't need to see Wang Ge's expression at all, he could have Lu Qian's expression in his mind, contemptuous and contemptuous, as if he was a worthless ant:

idiot.

This word was endowed with magic, and it easily stinged Zhang Benqing, and the disturbing thoughts rushed out of his mind, so that the whole person became tense, irritable, impatient, depressed, lost, sad, struggling, angry, etc. The intricate emotions were about to burst.

"You **** bastard, you **** lie to my face."

Wang Ge's curses were released continuously, and he opened his mouth to Zhang Benqing overwhelmingly, and the whole apartment was filled with her voice.

For a moment, Zhang Benqing wanted to explode, but this impulse was fleeting, and then a wave of tiredness bound his ankle:

He is tired.

He was tired of always trying to justify explaining himself.

People see his bright side, and then make judgments arbitrarily, intercepting a little bit of his life or a sentence and an action, putting it under the microscope to study it, making random guesses about his life and criticizing his life. All need to deal with that hatred.

He was really really tired.

"I am sorry."

Zhang Benqing said, to Wang Ge, to Lu Qian, to those who kept accusing him—

Even he doesn't know why he's apologizing, but if saying sorry can make those voices go away, so be it.

However, no.

Wang Ge's furious voice was still chattering incessantly, and surrounded Zhang Benqing from all sides, he felt that he was about to suffocate.

In fact, he is also a living person, he has his own pain, his own troubles, his own difficulties, he also tries to prove himself, he also hopes that people can like him, and he also hopes that his talent can be recognized, but why? , as if all the fault was his?

The Golden Book Award Best Director nomination is like this. He sincerely believes that his directing talent should be recognized. Why can't those people accept the fact that he is an excellent director?

The same is true for the role of the Dark Knight. Wouldn't he know about those entanglements and struggles? He also went through countless thoughts over and over again, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and finally chose to take on this role in the hope that he could re-animate the character, but why? Are people judging themselves before seeing him perform?

His troubles, his entanglements~www.novelmt.com~his anger, who sees it?

nobody.

nobody!

He was defending, he was complaining, he was asking for help, but no one was willing to listen. As if he were some insignificant dirty thing.

A thing is an object, not even a person.

Wang Ge's words were still rambled and the devilish voice filled his brain, but Zhang Benqing's thoughts were stagnant. With a "hum" in his mind, he completely fell into a blank space, all thoughts disappeared, and he just sat in a daze. On the spot, looking at Wang Ge's opening and closing mouth, there was no response.

Air, stagnant.

At this moment, Zhang Benqing and Wang Si are inseparably intertwined:

Sometimes it is Wang Si, an innocent man who is suspected of killing his wife but is actually a coward; sometimes it is Zhang Benqing, a vase actor who has never been recognized but always insists, in a trance, it is gradually impossible to distinguish who is who .