Chapter 1440

His hands were covered with blood, not props, but real wounds. The sharp stabbing pain was quietly reminding Lan Li that this was reality. His fingertips could even feel the wet and sticky blood, which made the touch between his fingertips and drumsticks wonderful; But the brain has never been awake, no struggle, no pain, no loss, everything has become clear.

It's like... It's like he can capture the trace of dust dancing under the light. Even the trivial sound of air flow is stirring in the eardrum like drizzle and gurgling stream. The pupil seems to be able to capture the trace of light flow. He hasn't missed anything. The whole photography team has a panoramic view of the scene.

The whole process of the performance just now is replayed in my mind again, just like a slide show. The pain, the persistence, the concentration, the suffering and the breakthrough are all presented in detail, even the struggle confined in the shackles and cages are no exception.

God, he's crazy about acting.

Deep in his mind began to flow a que melody, over and over again, again and again, he could not help thinking of those crazy years for drama.

"Buried alive", he trapped himself in the coffin for eight hours. During the shooting process, there were even fragments, completely blurring the line between reality and illusion, as if he had experienced the pain and suffering of death again. This time, he still watched himself buried alive, the torture of tearing his soul deep into the bone marrow, Even now in retrospect, it still makes people shiver.

"Speed and passion 5", he and van diesel fight for their lives, fight to the meat, and even can clearly smell the blood, so that both of them kill red eyes and fight selflessly. If there is a little error, then he and diesel may not be what they are now, maybe they will lose a part of their body.

"Anticancer me", he was immersed in the suffering of illness. In a trance, he went back to the bed of his last life and trapped himself firmly in an inch of space. He was almost ready to give up the persistence of survival, and even triggered the pain reaction of his body. He really experienced the pain of chemotherapy and struggled weakly and hopelessly above the death line, There is no hope.

"Gravity" confuses the difference between reality and memory, and returns to Chu Jiashu's body. Even Heather's memory is like a nightmare. At a certain moment, he almost thinks that "lanli hall" life is a dream, and everything has never changed. When he opens his eyes again, he can't get rid of it, All of them return to the cruel reality of high paraplegia.

There are "Pacific War", there are "crazy love", there are "detachment", there are "drunken folk songs", and... Now shooting "pop drummer", once and again, he always pushes himself to the edge of the cliff, dancing wildly on the blade tip, struggling on the high-altitude rope, the line between fantasy and reality is always looming, Then he fell into the confusion and confusion of schizophrenia, unable to extricate himself, even more unable to get rid of it.

He released all his life energy in the performance, just like moths to the fire.

"You light up my life like bullets through my heart; Belong to your fragment left in my body; What's more crazy is that I deeply love those holes that are covered with bruises, those holes that are covered with bruises. "

The melody gurgled in his mind like a clear spring. He couldn't help but close his eyes and hummed softly. It seemed that he could still feel Andrew's drumming in his ears. The music and rhythm were so skillfully combined that the words from the bottom of his soul blurted out.

Every performance is like being shot. The powerful collision and explosion make lanli's body full of scars, but the intense and hot sparks light up his life and shine. The bullet fragments left in the blood and muscles are in pain all the time.

But the craziest thing he did was to indulge in it.

Perhaps, he is indeed a madman, wantonly and openly releasing all his energy in front of the camera, and then looking at the countless wounds left on his body, looking at the gurgling red blood, feeling the pain and bitterness of those faint pain, but he is happy in it, because he is so real and so exact to live.

Live. Not to survive.

If a thousand arrows pierce the heart in exchange for a magnificent Ode to life, he will not hesitate to choose to nod. It's better to live for a moment than to be trapped in a cage for a lifetime.

So he opened his arms, hugged the pain and suffering, and met the struggle and tangle. Even if he does it again, he will still not regret it: he will still put himself in the coffin for eight hours, he will still fight for his life with diesel, he will still be floating in chemotherapy, he will still practice his drums until he is possessed.

If that's the definition of a madman, then, yes, he's a madman.

"I need to know that you are heartbroken for me. The truth is that I am always trapped in it. The hurt is just to find the boundary, which bothers me deeply. I need to know that I left a wound. I wonder if you are free at last. Do you still kiss me like you used to kiss me? Do you still keep my secret

He gave his life to the performance, and the performance gave back the colorful colors, they were entangled together like fate. Perhaps, he is destined to become an actor, he will be destined to shine in the world of performance, he will be destined to live on that stage.

"I always say what I mean, and that's a lot of trouble."

He is always too honest, too straightforward, and too devoted. In the world of performance, he never seems to turn around or discount, which leads to numerous troubles; But it is this calm that makes him come to today step by step and achieve himself. He will not regret it and there is no need to regret it.

"You light up my life like a bullet through my heart; The fragments that belong to you are left in my body. What's more crazy is that I deeply love those holes that are covered with bruises, those holes that are covered with bruises. "

The smile on the corner of my mouth rose slightly, just as Heather said, "when the musical charm is flowing, I will realize that there are some things that the darkness can't take away from me after all."; While performing in the blood, he will also deeply feel that some things, after all, can not be taken away from him by illness and torture.

To some extent, he and Heather are both lunatics. Heather releases all life energy for her dream, and finally puts the weight of her dream on lanli's shoulder; Now, with the dream of both of them on his back, lanli goes on, just like the agreement in the song "beast".

It's their secret.

The surging melody and lyrics in my mind sound like lovers who hurt each other but have no regrets. But after chewing carefully, how could it not be the bitter entanglement between dream and reality?

In real life, how many people have dreams? How many people can realize their dreams? How many people can stick to their dreams? The cruelty and coldness of reality are everywhere, from "drunken ballad" to "pop drummer", from Heather to Langley, everything confirms this, but after all, even if it's just "once had a dream", life will be different.

Although he has just finished an extremely difficult and torturous performance, lanli's physical strength and energy have reached a delicate critical point, and his deep tiredness surges up like a tide, but his inner pleasure and happiness are irreplaceable. Since the "Pacific War", lanli has felt unprecedented ease and comfort for the first time.

Inadvertently, he finally broke the window paper again, and pushed open the door of a new world with many scars, faltering and bleeding all over. Then he peeped into a higher level of acting world, and the joy and joy could not be accurately expressed in any language.

The muscles of lanli's body slightly revealed pain and fatigue, but he didn't want to rest at all. Instead, he could not wait to continue to experience it. He tasted the state and realm of the performance carefully and slowly, refined more insights, and simply wanted to immerse himself in it.

The beauty of this moment makes the pain and suffering beautiful.

……

There is still no sound in the Alice Tali hall. Damien seems to have completely forgotten that this is a shooting. He just stands in the same place and looks at the stage. The performances, the performances, the emotions and the breakthroughs awaken the memories of high school in his mind again. But now, he can't distinguish them clearly, For the Fletcher archetypal teacher, is it hatred or... Thanks.

But in the end, Damien came back to himself. He coughed two times to hide his panic, and then stammered, "Ka! KAKA Then there was a pause. "The play, um... I mean, it was great, but... But we still need to make up shots."

In fact, these words were totally unconscious. Even Damien himself didn't know what he was saying, but after he said it, he completely reacted, and his cheek was slightly hot——

In the scene just now, the performances of Langley and Simmons are absolutely top-notch, although all eyes are still focused on Langley, and no one can compare the dazzling and powerful atmosphere; But Simmons still clenched his teeth and gave a performance that was no inferior to that of Andrew and Fletcher.

Now, both actors seem a little exhausted. But Damien also asked to make up the lens. Is that too much?

Note: bullets - Vega4