Four Hundred and Eleventh Cut Into the Role

"I mean, what do you like to do, other than write."

Renly's words made Will come out of his thoughts, but his thoughts were still a little confused. He couldn't help thinking, what should he do, should he revise the script? However, how to modify it? Where to start? Is there enough time?

Countless thoughts are surging in his brain, so that his answer is not very smooth, "Running, and music." Will's words are stumbling, and a lot of paused onomatopoeia can be heard, interrupting the whole speech. Rhythm, "I mean, run and listen to music."

"Then I guess we have something in common." Renly's joke managed to make Will smile. It seems that the urge to run in the rain just now didn't come out of nowhere, "I thought you were an otaku. You know, immersed in your own text world, don't know how to approach girls, and you're not very good at sports... …”

"Yes, yes, I know the type you describe." Will nodded with a smile, "I guess, I am indeed an otaku. I have always been keen to express myself in words, just like the script this time. .But I am a person who is very afraid of death."

fear death.

It's an interesting expression, Renly added, "Focus on health." In fact, the connotation is the same, but the difference in the expression shows the difference in personality.

Will was stunned for a moment, then nodded in approval, "Yes, I'm a health-conscious person." He also showed a big smile, "Although I'm not the kind of fitness fanatic who counts calories and mixes protein powders. Magic, but I will pay attention to the health of the recipes, and, I don't smoke, I don't drink..."

"Don't drive either."

Renly's interjection made Will pause, his expression became more and more relaxed, his thoughts gradually calmed down, and he nodded vigorously again, "Yes, not driving. Also, I get up early every morning to run. Persistence is not long. It’s a long time, maybe after graduating from college. But, I persevere every day.”

You can tell that Will is a well-organized person who makes rules and sticks to them.

Some people say that such people are relatively cold, their emotional fluctuations are not too obvious, and sometimes they even seem cold-blooded, like a robot; but Renly knows that on the contrary, such people are actually more fragile and sensitive, in order not to Injured, but they protected themselves strictly, and once they opened their hearts, the bond became stronger.

They live in their own little world, refuse to let strangers in casually, and even push out everyone who is close to them. They need a longer time to slowly accept new friends and new relationships. , new changes, new patterns; however, once accepted, it becomes a part of their lives, and the emotional bond is deeper. Family, love, friendship, that's all.

Matthew Dunlop is such a personality.

Renly is not sure if Will is the same. After all, the two have known each other for a relatively short time, but it can be seen from the script of "I'm Fighting Cancer" that the support of family and friendship is very important to Adam. ; And the shock and shock brought by his girlfriend's betrayal, even more turbulent than cancer, completely broke Adam's psychological balance.

"Maybe you should really try running in the rain, and you may get different results." Renly suggested with a smile, "In Seattle, there should be many opportunities like this."

The joking remark made Will pause for a moment, take a serious look at Renly, and then nod deeply, "Maybe, maybe I'll actually try it out."

"What about the music? What do you like to listen to? I mean, while running," Renly continued.

"Rock, indie rock, folk rock." Will's words seemed to open, and his expression became vivid, "Actually, I knew you before the Sundance Film Festival,

I saw a video of your performance on YouTube, 'Cleopatra' and that song is still one of my running songs..."

Gradually, as the conversation deepened, Renly constructed the image of Adam in his mind, and on him, projected the image of Will, looking for Chu Jiashu's shadow.

Adam is indeed a very ordinary person, with no dog blood and no drama, just like countless ordinary people in society.

He grew up in an ordinary family. His parents loved each other and formed a happy family. He never lacked care and love for him, and accompanied him in his growth.

He had an ordinary academic experience, not a student council president, not a team player, but also not a fringe focused on math and physics who refused to socialize. He is the editor of the school newspaper and has written some poems. He is not a famous person, but he also met his favorite person at the graduation prom.

He is doing an ordinary job, not the kind of job that changes the direction of the world, but he has also displayed his talents in his own position. He occasionally complains that his superiors do not appreciate his abilities, but overall, he likes his Work content, satisfied with his work environment. This is the company he hopes to enter.

If there was no cancer, maybe his life would have been normal, just like a meandering river, with some twists and turns, but calm.

But in fact, he is not without edges and corners, but just hides the edges and corners.

He likes words, not only because of the wisdom hidden behind them, but also because of the retro spirit brought by them. He misses the days before the Internet destroyed modern civilization, so he likes rock, folk, Sundance, and radio. Instead of roaring and roaring in anger, he just insisted on his own way, restrained and tenacious, but never wavered.

He likes to run, and his health is only part of the reason. More importantly, during the running process, music isolates him from the world. It is his own time, no need to think, no need to communicate, just enjoy his own exist. He does not exclude socializing, but he is not the type who is good at dancing with long sleeves, and he does not think that a person needs to be well-rounded and full of friends. Just enough.

He is not good at expressing, language is pale to him, far less rich than words, but it does not mean that he has no emotions. He misses his father before he suffered from Alzheimer's disease, when they could still talk about rock and roll; he carefully invited his girlfriend to live with him, which was the most sincere confession in his heart.

He knows that now is the 21st century, and the times are different. This is the Internet age and the media age. Everyone has to speak for himself, and even share his own life. Come and go, if sadness doesn't show, it's not sadness.

But he misses the past, the retro era, he pays attention to being restrained and low-key, calm and restrained, rational and elegant, and vents his full emotions in the words, those wanton, those publicity, those ups and downs, those moving, so profound , so rich. If you don't say it, it's not because it doesn't exist, but because it's too deep.

After the times have changed, everything has become so simple, so superficial, and so straightforward. Dignity and pride no longer exist, as long as the price is enough, everything can be bought.

He lived his own life in his own way. It's just that others can't see it and can't understand it.

So when he learned that he had cancer, after a brief period of confusion, he remained calm, not because he didn't care, but because all the emotions were suppressed beneath the surface of calm. He knew that he had to be strong. This was a long struggle. If he was not strong enough, he would have no chance in this battle that must be lost. At least, that's what he told himself.

So he told his girlfriend candidly, and said that if he couldn't bear it, they could break up - not by pretending to retreat, but from the heart, he knew it was not easy, anyone Can't face it easily, his girlfriend has no responsibility and obligation to accompany him to face such ups and downs.

So he hesitated whether he should tell his parents, considering his father's situation, maybe his mother would be burdened with too much to bear. But in the end, he chose to tell the truth, because this is likely to be the last journey of his life, no matter what the ending is, he doesn't want to leave any regrets.

So, he began to look for a cure for cancer, he did not shy away, but bravely faced the challenge. The outcome is success or failure, that is second, but he will never give up before trying.

Renly looked at Will in front of him, and his heart was slightly moved. During the conversation, Adam's image gradually became full and three-dimensional, not only Will, but also Chu Jiashu and Renly. There were so many personal emotions mixed in Adam, so real and so clear that Renly began to blur his thoughts a little:

Is this Will's story, or his own?

"Anyone willing to go shopping?"

This is after the chat between Renly and Will ended, and the two came into the hall. Renly's first sentence, the entire hall was silent, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to respond for a while.

It was first a run in the rain, then a private conversation with the screenwriter, Little Black House, and now shopping again? The rhythm is really unpredictable.

Seth looked at Will, and Will also shrugged innocently. Seth could only speak directly, "Buy...what? Toiletries? Still?"

"Clothes." Renly pointed to the clothes on his body, "This can't be directly on camera."

Seth responded immediately, "You mean costumes? We're all ready, Nathan, right?"

Hearing the voice calling to himself, Nathan quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, we have purchased a batch of clothes yesterday, and they are all in the room. According to your size, they are all selected."

Renly shook his head with a smile, "Are you talking about the ones on the hangers in the room? No, none of them can be used. They need to be repurchased. Can someone tell us about the distribution of shopping areas in Seattle?"

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