True Star 《巨星 》 Ju Xing
True Star Chapter 131, Volume 2, the Budding Talent, Chapter 3: Obstacles (2)
"Director, I think Tang Feng has just performed very well, in a way, even beyond my imagination, you are deliberately adding pressure to him." During the break, the Assistant Director chatted with Li Wei, who had been sitting behind the monitor watching Tang Feng's performance, he thought the young actor was really good from the first shoot, he just didn't understand why Director Li Wei had to shout the word cut over and over again.
Sitting in the RV to rest and eat, Li Wei smiled mysteriously, he put down his chopsticks and took a sip of water, moistened his throat before explaining, "You think he's good because you're comparing him to the young actors of the same period, yes, he is indeed excellent compared to some other young actors with little experience, and can even be said to go much better, whether it's in terms of perception or attitude of cooperation."
"Director Li, are you comparing Tang Feng to the older generation of actors?" The Assistant Director was slightly surprised that such a standard is too high. In his opinion, Tang Feng is a new generation actor, and there is still a long way to go for him.
Director Li Wei shook his head, "I'm not comparing him to the older generation of actors, but comparing him to Fiennes, I'm not just going to find a random top actor just because of Fiennes' departure, if I enable a new actor, I hope he doesn't just reach Fiennes 's level, but exceeds Fiennes!"
If it was astonishment just now, it was complete shock now, the Assistant Director stared wide-eyed and froze for a while until he finished digesting Li Wei's words before he kept shaking his head, "No, it can't be, how can it be? Fiennes is an acting genius, everyone recognized him as a genius, Tang Feng is too young, it is already a miracle that he can reach Fiennes' level."
The scene doesn't say it's beyond Fiennes.
I don't blame the Assistant Director for being so surprised; if someone were to say to you right now that so-and-so new singer is going to surpass the king of pop, Michael Jackson, you'd also think it's just unbelievable and ridicule.
And now, Li Wei did say so, and the Assistant Director thought so.
As he just said to Tang Feng, he saw in Tang Feng's teeth a different quality from the others, the charm of the One God Actor who can recreate thousands of new actors. You can shoot it anytime, but you can't just grab the one in a million seedlings.
Li Wei needed to deliberately put some pressure on Tang Feng, even though it might cause Tang Feng himself to endure both physical and mental stress and pain, but each diamond and jade piece would have to undergo a million polishing steps before it could shine, which was his own choice and the expectation from Li Wei.
If Tang Feng is good enough, then this one will be able to put this year's people into the public's eyes: If it can't withstand the pressure, then at least Tang Feng will lacks the qualifications to make a living in this competitive industry.
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Fang Feng's whole body shrank into couch, and Tang Feng covered his face with his hands, curled up his legs, and buried his head between his knees. After more than twenty years of acting, it is inevitable that a person will have some habits, some minor habits, some small actions and little tiny resentment, all the details overlap to become what Director Li Wei refers to as "thick sense of affectation".
Most of the time this kind of acting chunkiness adds to the cast and adds quite a few highlights, but there are occasional moments when it doesn't fit with the persona, and no one actor can claims to be able to play all the subjects, just as sometimes all-around talent often means mediocrity. Tang Feng is a good actor, but he has his flaws, and not every role in any one film is a good fit for him.
But before that, Tang Feng always thought he could play Director Li Wei's new movie, after all, it was tailor-made for Fiennes Tang in the first place.
Yet the character of Friar Tang doesn't need a bit of thick affectation on his part; rather, the character needs something childish, sensitive, vulnerable and even neurotic.
Vulnerable ..., vulnerable....
What Tang Feng has always wanted to be crisp in is exactly what he lacks and needs to get, he needs to shed the hard snail's shell that represents toughness and show the world his most youthful and supple one.
But it's not something that can be said and thought about casually.
"Vulnerable, fragile confusion, maybe I can try to recall something less happy." Taking a deep breath, Tang Feng closed his eyes and held his head in his hands.
As he began to close his eyes, he was plunged into darkness, the staff walking around outside the garage and their whispers faint in his ears, and Tang Feng began to imagine if these people were talking about him, about how he had just wasted everyone's time the previous morning, wasting a huge roll of film and shooting a pile of ritualistic garbage.
Such thoughts faintly made Tang Feng's heart sink a bit, and instead of deliberately avoiding his gray thoughts like usual, he imagined them more and more deeply and embraced them instead of shying away.
He thought about how he had been abandoned by his parents on the street, just like the monk in the village who had never seen his parents since birth, who might have been hungry, cold and crying when he was picked up on the street, or who was an infant who followed his instincts and cried, not knowing that his life had been branded as "abandoned" ever since.
As he sat by the window of the orphanage, did he ever think of being able to pamper himself in his mother's arms like an ordinary child, flying up and down in his father's strong arms, waiting at night for someone to read him a bedtime story, kiss his forehead, and say good night to him? He did think about these childhoods that he could never have had in his life, with no one to do his shoed, no one to hold him high, no one to read him stories or kiss him tenderly on the forehead.
He could only sit alone at the window, expecting someone to lead him out of the orphanage.
The reality of the situation has always forced him to grow up, and he has learned to take care of himself while the other kids are still playing around, pushing himself to learn, and taking his medication regularly.
More than once he had a desire to spread his wings and leap across the ground like a little bird, and all he could do was sit quietly at the edge of the field and watch his peers play treasure ball with a bunch of little buddies or play soccer. No one would call him that, and he lacked friends, and the kids always enjoyed being hilarious more than they would enjoy being with a kid who could only read and couldn't play or play soccer.
Children are not malicious, they just follow the rules, but many times the words and actions of young children are so hurtful.
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This was the picture Lu Tian Chen saw when he opened the RV door and came in, the man curled up in the couch seemed to be making tiny choking noises that sounded like abandoned kittens whimpering. He had already heard from Xiao Yu that Tang Feng's morning shoot hadn't gone well, and it was because of this that he drove over himself.
"Tang Feng, what's wrong with you?” The man who has always been cold and hard is extraordinarily gentle, his soft words seem to be slandering a broken child, Lu Tian Chen didn't mean to be like this, just looking at the man who has shed his layers of defenses like this, that's all he has.
"They say I'm a dying man." The voice coming from between his knees was somewhat questioning, Tang Feng's voice sounded nothing like his usual one, neither warm nor calm.
"Who says that about you?" Lu Tian Chen gently walked over and half crouched down in front of the man.
Tang Feng had been burying his head between his knees, and the whole person was curled up in the couch, the bare feet that stepped on the couch catching Lu Tian Chen's eye, each clean-toed knuckle clinging to it, slightly curled inward, trembling subtly at the sound of Tang Feng's voice."
"All...all the little kids." In Tang Feng's mind, the children of the orphanage were always around his teeth and kept telling him: You were abandoned by your parents just like us, I think your parents must have been so bored with you because you were sick, the teacher said you would die any moment and wouldn't live long, so no one wanted to raise you because you were more fragile and lived shorter than a cat.
Get out of the way! Don't come near us, you're sick, it's contagious!
What, you want to play ball, too? No, we don't want you playing, you'll scare us.
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"Many, many people." A hand caressed his forehead, and Tang Feng took a deep breath, the darkness of too many reluctant memories buried in the depths of his memory almost engulfing him.
When finally someone was willing to raise him, he didn't even remember how happy he was, just how worried he was about how happy he was, he was afraid that his sudden onset of illness would scare the new parents, he was afraid that he would cause trouble and make the new parents unhappy, so he pushed himself to mature and always keep a good smile.
Then, after being bullied at school, one went hides under the covers and cries.
Wiping away the tears, he remains the strong, knowing, optimistic Fiennes the Lord." I'm fine." Tang Feng lifted his head and reflected the man in front of him in his black pupils, who looked at him with a worried face.
"You look like you're about to cry." Lu Tian Chen unconsciously frowned, not only did he look like he was going to cry, but those eyes that were soaked in tears simply stung his heart like they were about to break.
~ True Star ~
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