Chapter 490
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Lu Rang replayed the video and pointed at the scene. "This is your father, who you haven't seen for many years. You just expressed your longing for fatherly love and your admiration for him.
What about all those years of indifference? What about the question that hasn't appeared in your life for so many years and hasn't been heard from? Do you hate him? Do you hate him? "
"Man is a complicated creature. Emotions can't always be expressed by one emotion. You did well in that scene, but your emotions are too simple.
"When the audience sees it, they will only feel warmth and let it go. That won't work. Your acting skills are already good enough to achieve mastery of emotions, but you're still lacking something."
"What's the key to this? That is profundity. A single shot, a glance back, a tremble of the lips, can make the audience on the big screen remember you. "
"Only then will you be worthy of the title of Best Actor of an indie film. Only then will you be worthy of the title of Best Actor of an indie film."
"Do you really want everyone to come to your movies to see your face? You are not the Qin Guan I have high hopes for. You don't need to make indie films anymore. "
"Because as long as you protect your face, a lot of commercial film directors will welcome you to join them. You can be considered to have opened the floodgates of handsome and excellent acting."
Lu's words seemed to have opened a small corner of a mysterious country for Qin Guan. He was facing a country that did not rely on facial muscles.
Qin Guan tidied up his clothes and bowed before the esteemed director.
Thank you for your greatest support and confidence in me. Thank you for the experience and guidance you have given me. Thank you for your unreserved reprimand and thought-provoking reminders.
Thank you. Another guiding light in my film shooting has been lit up.
He looked up and walked back to the hall. Suddenly, he thought of his father, who always wore glasses and looked serious at home but always protected him when he went out.
If he had never appeared in Qin Guan's life, she would have loved him, but she would have hated him even more.
Qin Guan signaled to the director that he could start again.
In this scene, he might have understood the male lead's current mood.
Lu Rang was surprised by the speed with which Qin Guan had entered the state of mind. Then he looked gratified.
Qin Guan looked softer in front of the camera. The young Asian actor finally had a sense of harmony with the camera.
Qin Guan was not acting anymore. He was really immersed in the role. I will play your life.
Taking advantage of this feeling, Director Lurang quickly turned on the camera in his hand.
"Attention, everyone! Three, two, camera! "
As his voice faded away, the camera started moving. Qin Guan seemed to be immersed in the scene.
There was a faint smile on his face, with a little bit of self-fantasy, as if his father had never left.
However, the noise from the TV seemed to have awakened him from his dream and brought him back to reality, to the days when he didn't have a father.
As a result, the pressure around the boy instantly dropped. His trembling lips and furrowed brows revealed his inner feelings, his resentment, and his grievances.
Finally, Qin Guan's clear eyes were shrouded in mist. The stubborn tears hung in his eyes, refusing to fall.
Every member of the directing team was eerily quiet. The staff around them were attracted by this fragile yet warm boy.
The fixed position kept creaking as it moved forward. It was not until it had been running for a full two minutes that everyone heard the sound of a card.
"Click!"
As soon as he said that, the people around him seemed to have pressed the button to continue playing. The people who were originally immersed in the melancholy atmosphere quickly changed the topic or took the initiative to clean up the scene.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have been able to hide the tears that Qin Guan and the others had shed.
They were as clear as pearls, floating in the air and drowning in the dust.
Suddenly, Qin Guan stood up and strode out of the studio.
After telling the people around him that he was fine, he picked up his backpack and walked to the side of the street alone.
His family number flashed in his hand. After a long time, he heard a voice on the other end of the line.
"What? Son? It's already so late. Why are you calling me instead of celebrating the festival? "
"What's wrong? Are you wronged? Are you out of money? Get up, mother! It's our son! "
Qin Guan suddenly realized the time difference between the two countries. China should have been asleep by now. His sudden call had woken up his whole family.
"Son? What's wrong? I told you it was chaotic abroad. Had he been wronged? Don't worry. We can stay here. If we are unhappy, we can go home. "
He didn't care about the reason or his studies. He just loved you unreservedly.
Suddenly, Qin Guan felt a lump in his throat and burst into tears. "Dad, I miss you so much …"
The other end of the phone was silent for a long time. Suddenly, his father replied in a nasal voice, "Hey, kid, why are your words so mushy … Hehehe, mom, the kid said he missed me, not you."
Qin Guan was amused by his father's silly and happy answer. His sadness was washed away in an instant. How could my father be so cute?
"Dad, it's getting late. You guys should rest early. En, we'll be fine. Wait for me to return. “
His father was still smiling proudly on the other end of the line. His mother was complaining about him, so he hung up the phone with a smile. As soon as he turned around, he was startled by the two brothers behind him.
"Hey, don't you know that scaring people can scare people to death? Why are the two of you standing behind me so quietly?"
Twin brothers always had a tacit understanding of each other. Baptiste and Le looked at each other, and then the elder brother spoke.
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