Four Hundred and Nineteenth Watching the Play

There was something strange about the atmosphere in the room.

Everyone was quietly exchanging glances. The tacit understanding of "after the gossip was discussed behind the back just now, the parties involved know nothing, and the people present knew it well" flowed slowly in the air, making the corners of the mouth rise, but constantly Glancing at Renly out of the corner of his eyes, he communicated in secret again with his eyes.

The tacit and schadenfreude between the brows and eyes is surging.

In recent months, rumors about Renly have been buzzing and heard, but rumors are rumors after all, and people are willing to believe them only if they have actually seen it with their own eyes and experienced it. Today, Renly put on an unapproachable, arrogant, and arrogant attitude, which made people feel like watching a good show: just see what medicine is sold in your gourd!

Not just in Hollywood, but even in real life, people are happy to watch a good show. If you succeed, everything will be over; but if you fail, everyone can't wait to get down.

Unconsciously, everyone's eyes were focused on Renly, even the actors like Anna and Bryce were no exception, and it was inevitable that there would be some nitpicking, scrutiny and making things difficult. Obscure, but sharp.

Seth could feel those eyes, but he didn't stop everyone. He put his hands on his chest and felt a little impetuous. Originally, he was very happy because of Renly's joining, and the performance just now confirmed this, but now Lan The cooperative attitude shown by Li made it a little difficult for him to do it. This is only the third day of the crew's start-up. What should I do after that?

Deep down, Seth was also a little bit idly by.

The others were watching, but Jonathan was not.

As a director, Jonathan hadn't had time to communicate with Renly. Why didn't the scene just now work? no where? Does the way of filming need to be changed? Are the performance rhythms and camera positions appropriate? What has changed since the adjustment? How should the opposite actors be arranged?

Jonathan had to confirm these details one by one, and his eyes followed Renly and landed on his silhouette.

The tight back relaxed a little, and was turning his head and moving his shoulders, neck and shoulders. At the same time, he was doing some strange stretching movements. His eyes fell on the script on the desktop in front of him, and he read it word by word, as if As if nothing had happened just now, I was immersed in the preparations for the performance again.

After adjusting his breathing, Jonathan stepped forward and said politely, "Renly, sorry to interrupt you."

Renly stopped for a while and turned his head. Jonathan could clearly see those dark brown eyes, and he regained his calm, as calm as a clear and translucent lake. Flowing slowly. This is really far from the rage, depression, and anger just now, and it looks like two completely different people.

Jonathan cleared his throat to hide his gaffe, "What's wrong with the performance just now? Does the filming method need some adjustments? Or the performance?"

Renly didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a moment, "There are some problems with the whole performance." This sentence made Jonathan obviously stunned, "Well, let's shoot again, you can see how it works, we will discuss it later, how do you feel?"

Renly could dissect the whole character and explain it to Jonathan. But this is not an easy task, and Jonathan is not the kind of style that strives for excellence in performance, and the communication between the two sides is bound to be not that simple. So, instead of spending your time here, it's better to show the side bluntly, and after the comparison, everything becomes clear.

Different directors have different styles. Some directors like to keep the control in their hands, while others like to give actors more freedom and space.

Looking at Renly who took the initiative to make arrangements, Jonathan didn't feel offended. Although he still had a lot of doubts, he didn't raise it after all. He nodded in affirmation, "Then let's do it again!"

turn around,

Jonathan saw everyone's expectant eyes - this was not a happy expectation, but a faint gloating expectation. Jonathan suddenly felt that Renly was a little pitiful, he turned his head, his eyes fell on Renly's shoulder, and found that Renly was unmoved at all, and started reading the script again, which made him let out a sigh of relief and walked away. footsteps.

Jonathan called Andrew aside, explained in a low voice, and then clapped his hands, reminding the staff present to prepare to start shooting again.

Andrew was actually a little confused, because he was always in the room just now, and he could hear everyone's discussions clearly. Now that the filming starts again, his body movements and facial expressions are inevitably a little stiff, and he doesn't know how to face Renly.

Sitting down opposite Renly, Andrew raised his head cautiously and looked at the young man in front of him seriously. From the standpoint of an actor, the performance just now was really a very special experience. The rhythm of his performance was completely drawn into the aura of Renly, and the shock and despair of heartbreak made him unable to directly. Look into each other's eyes.

In fact, after looking back, Andrew realized that his performance was not in place, because his movement of avoiding his eyes was too obvious and very jerky, which did not match the doctor's setting. Andrew couldn't be happier when he got the chance to do it all over again. However, he couldn't help but wonder why Renly called the performance just now "bad"?

Andrew opened his mouth, hesitating, and wanted to ask Renly if there was a problem with his performance just now, but he didn't know how to speak for a while, and hesitatingly heard the sound of the recording, and the filming was about to start. Now, Renly also began to pack up the script in sight, Andrew could only temporarily withdraw his thoughts, straighten his back, and prepare for the performance.

Renly adjusted his sitting position, allowing all his emotions to settle down, and his whole body was in a state of calmness, and then the corners of his mouth rose gently and gently.

This was just a normal day. He made a special trip to the hospital to inquire about the results of the previous examination. He only suffered from back pain and insomnia. Maybe he could ask the doctor to prescribe some medicines to help him sleep. But then he thought of Kyle. He knew that if he got the prescription, Kyle would be very happy, because he could get the prescription drug openly.

He was so relaxed that he even wondered if he should spend the afternoon relaxing in the park after the check-up, or going to Rachel's - his girlfriend's - company and giving her a surprise.

This brochure in his hand is really interesting. For the first time, he knew that there were so many words that he couldn't understand in medical diseases. He felt as if he had never learned English, and he was still a person who relied on words to make a living. From this perspective, are medical students more powerful than literature students? This is a bold assumption.

"Start shooting!" Jonathan's voice echoed throughout the room.

His eyes still stayed on the brochure in his hand, and then the doctor came in. He politely stood up to say hello, but the doctor had no plans to respond. He kept looking at his examination report, and then sat down, since Gu Zi took out the tape recorder and began to speak a lot of strange words. I don't understand, I still don't understand.

His eyes slanted to the upper left corner, as if a dialog box could appear above his head, "Do doctors speak so profoundly? What do doctors do when they date ordinary people?"

Then he retracted his gaze, looked at the doctor seriously again, and tried to listen for a while, but he was still full of question marks, so he turned his eyes to the upper right corner again, and the cartoon character-style dialog box appeared again, "He said that the blood and urine tests are both It's normal, so why is there such a long paragraph behind it?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he fell on the chattering mouth of the doctor, and the words began to disappear, leaving only a closed mouth. It seemed that some saliva could be seen spraying in the air, and suddenly it was a little embarrassing. Because he doesn't know what happened or what the doctor is doing, could it be that he remembered the time wrong? The doctor is in a private office now?

"Uh..." A low voice came out of his throat, tentatively raised his right hand, trying to attract the doctor's attention, but unfortunately failed, he couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, leaning forward slightly, shaking Shaking his right hand, he lowered his head carefully, aiming at the doctor's line of sight. finally! The doctor noticed him.

The doctor paused the recording, and the question in his mind blurted out, "I want to ask, what is the brand of the recording pen?" But the words blurted out, and he realized that he had made a mistake. He could not help but brake suddenly, and his expression became a little embarrassed. , His eyes quietly left the doctor, and he walked around slowly, waiting for the embarrassing air to dissipate, then lowered his head and cleared his throat, taking it as the conclusion of the topic just now.

"Sorry, I didn't understand too much." He asked curiously, with a polite smile on his face, apologizing for the recklessness just now, "Is there something wrong with my body?"

Andrew raised his eyes, glanced, and then saw a greeting smile flashed in the other's eyes, polite and sincere, with a hint of curiosity, like a newbie exploring this new world. This made Andrew lowered his gaze, let out a light breath, then raised his head again, turned the computer screen over, and explained it again in detail.

Out of the corner of his eye, Andrew saw the smile on the corner of his mouth rise again, and his eyebrows moved slightly towards the middle, with a little doubt and temptation, "I'm really sorry." He himself thought it was a bit absurd, and laughed at himself, " I still don't get it..."

Andrew felt a little impatient and cruel, lowered his head, and said quickly, "It's a malignant tumor." This is the conclusion. There are no too many medical terms to modify, and there is no complicated medical principle explanation. Simply put, it is a malignant tumor.

Then Andrew saw the smile in the deep brown eyes, and felt a little ridiculous, a little funny, a little speechless, and even his entire face became gentle, as if he heard a joke, "Tumor?"