Volume 495 Father's Love Is Like a Mountain~ Unheard Flower Name Capf and Bookworm No. 3's Ten Thousand Reward Plus Update

Lu Rang pushed the replay to the big shot of the video that Qin watched, pointed to this scene and said: "This is your father who you haven't seen for many years. Your emotions just now only show your desire for fatherly love, and your love for him." His admiration."

"But what about the indifference for so many years? The question that hasn't appeared in your life for so many years and has never been heard from? Is there any complaint? Is there any hatred?"

"Humans are complex creatures, and often they cannot be expressed by one emotion. You performed well in this shot, but the emotion is too single."

"After the audience has watched it, they will only feel oh, warm, and then it will pass like this. This is not acceptable. Your current acting skills have been able to integrate emotions, but it is still not close to the fire."

"Where is the heat? That is profundity. A shot, a look back, and a trembling of the lips can make the audience on the big screen remember you."

"Then, to achieve this level, you can truly be worthy of the title of best actor of art films, and only then can you be worthy of the term "acting school."

"Don't you really hope that all the people who come to see your film will come to see your face? Then, you are not my favorite Qin Guan, and there is no need for you to make art films anymore."

"Because as long as you protect your face, many directors of commercial films will welcome you to join, and you can be regarded as the beginning of handsome and excellent acting."

Qin Guan was reminded by director Lu Rang, as if he had gently pried open a small corner of the gate of a mysterious country for him. Opposite was a country that did not use all emotions for facial muscles.

Thinking of Qin Guan here, he straightened his clothes seriously, and bowed down to the highly respected director team.

Thank you for your greatest support and optimism for me, thank you for the experience and guidance you have given me, and thank you for your unreserved reprimands and thought-provoking reminders.

Thank you, yet another guiding light in my filmmaking.

Qin Guan raised his head, turned around and returned to the arena, and suddenly recalled his father in his mind, the figure who wore a framed mirror and looked at him with a serious face at home, but defended him in every possible way when he went out.

If, if he never appeared in Qin Guan's life, then I should love him, then I should resent him even more.

After brewing to this point, Qin Guan signaled to the director team that he could start over.

In this scene, he may understand the hero's mood at this time.

Lu Rang on the sidelines was only taken aback by how quickly Qin Guan entered the state, but then a gratified expression appeared on his face.

Because now Qin Guan under his camera frame is softer than before, and an inexplicable sense of camera integration is finally reflected in this young Asian actor.

Qin Guan's current state can no longer be called acting, but has truly entered the play. I will interpret your life...

Taking advantage of this feeling, Lu asked the director to quickly turn on the camera in his hand.

"Attention all units! 3, 2, start!"

As the voice fell, the camera lens began to rustle, but Qin Guan in front of the camera seemed to let himself empty into such a scene.

There was a faint smile on his face, with a little bit of self-fantasy longing, as if his father had never left.

But the noise of the baptism on the TV seemed to have awakened his sweet dream and brought him back to reality, the day when there was no father.

As a result, the air pressure around the boy dropped instantly. His trembling lips and increasingly furrowed eyebrows showed his heart, his resentment, and his grievance.

Finally, Qin Guan's eyes, which were like clear pools of water, were finally shrouded in misty mist, but the stubborn tears hung in the eye sockets forever, firmly preventing them from dripping.

The members of the director's team, now one counts as one, are all quiet and scary, but the surrounding staff are attracted by such a fragile but warm boy.

The fixed machine position has been creaking and creaking, and it was not until two full minutes of operation that everyone heard the sound of the card.

"Card"

The sound fell, making the people around seem to press the button to continue playing. The people who were immersed in the slightly sad atmosphere quickly changed the topic, or took the initiative to clean up the scene.

If it wasn't like this, it might not be possible to cover up the tears that Qin Guan shed with them.

Crystal clear as beads, transparent and hanging down, drifting in the air, submerged in the dust...

But after the tears fell, Qin Guan suddenly stood up and left the shooting scene with big strides.

After signaling to the surrounding people who cared about him that he was okay, he came to the street alone with his backpack in his hand.

Qin Guan's own phone number flashed in his hand, and after a long time, a long-lost voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Oh? Son? It's so late, why did you call because it's not a holiday?"

"What's wrong? Wronged? No money? Damn the child, get up! Son's phone number!"

It was only at this time that Qin Guan realized that the time difference between the two countries should have reached the time to fall asleep in China over there, but listening to the noise on the other end of the phone, just because of his sudden call, completely awakened the whole family .

"Son? What's the matter? I'll just say there's chaos abroad? Did you feel wronged? It's okay, we can stay as long as we can, and if we are unhappy, we can go home."

Don't ask why, don't ask about studies, just a heart that loves you without reservation.

Qin Guan on the other side of the phone suddenly had a sore nose and tears streaming down his face: "Dad, I miss you..."

On the other end of the phone, there was silence for a long time, and suddenly the father's answer was a little nasal: "Hey, you kid, why are you talking so nasty... Hehehe, fuck, the kid said he missed me, but he didn't mean he missed you oh."

Hearing his father's nonsensical and joyful answer, Qin Guan was suddenly happy, how could his father be so cute, his sadness was washed away in an instant.

"Dad, it's getting late, you guys should go to bed early, well, we're all fine, wait for me to go back."

The father on the phone was still smiling triumphantly. Amidst his mother's jealous complaints, Qin Guan just smiled and hung up the phone. As soon as he turned his head, he was startled by the two brothers behind him .

"Hey, do you know that scaring people can scare people to death? Why are you two standing behind me silently?"

The telepathy between the twin brothers is always very tacit, Baptiste and Le looked at each other, and the elder brother spoke. (To be continued.)