Header Background Image
    The world's first crowdsourcing-driven asian bl novel translation community
    Chapter Index

    +++

    date="2020-12-06"

    title="Chapter 66 I was still pure at the time "

    weight="108783"

    series = ["How Could This Cat Tease Me?"]

    mode = "manual"

    +++

    The silver-graded British short cat jumped over, and the first thing was to stretch out its paws, trying to slap off the cigarette in Xia Rong's hand.

    Xia Rong leaned back quickly and stepped aside, threw the cigarette to the ground, and stamped it out with the sole of his shoe. He took Su Chi's paws and looked left and right with lingering fears: "...You are stupid, what do you do if you burn your hair?!"

    Su Chi obediently let him inspect, staring at him with big eyes unblinking: "Don't smoke."

    "Fine, I won't smoke anymore." Xia Rong muttered, kicking the cigarette butt away, "Isn't this, can you find the feeling..."

    The cat version of Su Chi nestled in his arms warmly and softly, without speaking, Xia Rong stretched out his hand, pushing it from the top of its head to the tip of its tail. City C is a famous livable old-age care city. At this time, there are not many places with lights in the city, and everything is silent and peaceful.

    "Say..." Xia Rong said suddenly.

    "Meow?" A second, simple question.

    "Am I too blind and self-confident about myself?" Xia Rong said softly, "Because I have hardly heard any negative voices before, I feel that I really eat this bowl of rice... Now think about it, just because I have seen it. The world is too small."

    "When I watched you act today, you obviously know what you are acting, but I can't. I just know that I am like this, and then respond passively to the environment and the situation..." Speaking of depression, Xia Rong embraces He held his head, put his fingers in his hair, and snored a few unruly.

    Su Chi tried his best to straighten himself up and press the back of Xia Rong's hand with a meat pad: "It's just that the method is different. You know too little about acting...!" When Xia Rong moved, he almost couldn't stand firm. Fortunately, before landing, he was caught by Xia Rong and held him in his arms.

    "You know too little about performance." After getting up and taking a breath, Su Chi insisted on raising his head to finish speaking. "Your method, we call it'experience school' in performance, which stimulates the outside from the inside, His emotions became part of the performance, and it was in accordance with his own feelings..." He patted Xia Rong's hand with his paws, "I don’t drop too many book bags with you. Anyway, you know that many talented actors are also your way of acting. That's it."

    "Ah... I seem to have heard of it, but I didn't think about it before." Xia Rong listened carefully and said, "Then what kind of school do you call this kind of acting? It seems to be called...methodist? Or expressionist?"

    "Actually, there are both. Our academic actors have been trained and basically used a combination of several methods." Su Chi said, "Most actors are unlikely to use only one performance technique in their lives. The method is very good, but it's too difficult. After all, not every character can have a clear intersection with you." He recounted the "subtraction theory" discussed by Tian Tian and Xu Ping with Xia Rong.

    "That's it...it seems to be the case." Xia Rong thoughtfully, "I used to be able to play easily and effortlessly. It is also because the roles themselves are so similar to me, right?"

    "There is also the reason." Su Chi lay down on his back in his arms, revealing his soft belly, "However, Director Xu is actually testing you deliberately. In this way, I will teach you some methodological analysis methods. Try to jump out first. Role, examine your performance and see..."

    While trying to concentrate on listening to Su Chi’s indoctrination, couldn’t help but be attracted by the furry cat belly... Xia Rong endured and endured, and finally stretched out his sinful hand...

    But although Su Chi flinched because of itching, he didn't kick him with his hind legs as usual, nor did he try to escape.

    "...Why don't you kick me?" Xia Rong couldn't help but ask after licking the cat happily and nervously for a while.

    "Comfort you." Su Chi's voice was calm, his big eyes shining brightly in the dark.

    "..." Xia Rong's heart moved, and the feeling of "I actually see a cat with beautiful eyes" came again.

    "...Comfort is comfort, you touched my egg."

    Xia Rong: "..."

    The next day's scene, although it would not allow Xia Rong to give initiation, Xu Ping still squinted and waved his hands after NG four or five times, indicating that he could continue to the next scene.

    Su Chi was still watching. Xu Ping glanced at him and said, "Have you a small stove for him?"

    "No, didn't you also say that his acting style is different from ours. At this level, I am not qualified to guide him." Su Chi smiled, "Just talked about my own skills... even a genius. , You can’t even give a pen and let people draw with hands with their eyes closed, right?”

    "...Tsk." Xu Ping extinguished his cigarette and said, "Don't spoil him too much. It is good for the actors to take some detours appropriately."

    "Let him take a detour in order to eat a ditch and grow his wisdom. He won't fall into a pit in the same place next time." Su Chi said, "But I believe that with his cleverness, as long as someone teaches him once, even if he hasn't walked this way. He will take the initiative to go around the detour next time. He could walk a smooth and stable road, so why shouldn't I make him suffer more? I can't do it."

    "...You can't even give birth to homosexuality right now." Xu Ping took a deep look at him and said, "Otherwise, your future children won't know what you will be used to."

    Su Chi: "..."

    Finally after the rooftop show, the cigarette butt that Xia Rong smoked all fell to the ground. However, before he had time to be happy, Xu Ping said: “There is a middle school nearby that is on holiday these days. I would like us to borrow their venue. Before the high school students come back, let’s go and film several school scenes of Tan Xiaoxiao.”

    Yes, this is how Fu Lin felt ten years after finding him, and he is going back to play Fu Lin ten years ago.

    Although Xia Rong felt that Xu Ping might have done this deliberately, he had a good reason and it should be, and... he also began to feel that this kind of shooting seemed really interesting.

    The school scenes of Tan Xiaoxiao are also not complicated. One scene where Fu Lin picks up Tan Xiaoxiao from school, one scene where Tan Xiaoxiao plays truant and is caught by Fu Lin and sent back to school. One scene where Tan Xiaoxiao graduates. At the ceremony, Tan Feng went to watch the ceremony as a parent.

    For Xia Rong in these scenes, the biggest difficulty is to perform the contrast between Fu Lin ten years ago and Fu Lin ten years later.

    Of course, he doesn't actually rely on "acting."

    Taking into account factors such as venue and group performances, the first filming was the graduation ceremony, the rivalry between Teacher Wu Hongfei who played Tan Feng and Zhao Meng who played Tan Xiaoxiao. The crew was filming in the small auditorium of this high school. There were many group performances and complicated positions. The staff were almost too busy. Su Chi walked out of the small auditorium for a while before finding Xia Rong under a ginkgo tree on the side of the playground. .

    At the end of summer, the crown of the ginkgo tree was still deep and deep green. Xia Rong lay under the tree with his eyes closed. The shadow of the sun under the branches and leaves was cast down with fine crumbs, and occasionally fallen leaves floated to him. Still breathing evenly and long, his chest undulates regularly, looking like he is asleep.

    "Have you found the feeling?" Su Chi sat down next to him, trying to brush a ginkgo leaf off his face, hesitated, but still didn't do it.

    "When I was in middle school..." Xia Rong opened his eyes instead, reached out his hand to remove the leaf, and recalled the past for himself. "One time I was really tired from playing basketball and was too lazy to move. I lay down under the playground tree and fell asleep. I slept in a daze, and I felt that there were flashing lights and clicks in front of me. When I woke up, I saw several little girls rush away, blushing, and Looking back at me while running..."

    He said that he couldn’t help but laugh: “Then I’ll go to school and post it. Our head teacher also asked me to talk to me, telling me to concentrate on studying... Why didn’t I concentrate on studying? It was someone else who filmed me. Right! After that, I never slept under a tree."

    "It's their holiday now." Su Chi said with a smile, "If there are people in the school, your current treatment may be even more exaggerated."

    "After all, we are in the entertainment industry." Xia Rong did not deny it, and smiled brightly. "In fact, it was painful and happy at that time. Who didn't have any vanity? My dad started to treat me in total since I was in elementary school. Sending it abroad, I can’t live or die--who knows how rare foreign girls are? And, for foreign girls, how can there be Water Spirit school girls who fit my aesthetics..."

    Su Chi turned his face to his side, his eyes dimmed: "...only school girls?"

    "Then... the younger brother and younger sister?" Xia Rong laughed, "No, it sounds too beast...No, no, I was still pure at the time. I didn't even know that the younger brother could do it, hahaha... "

    "Yeah." Su Chi couldn't help but laughed, teasing him, "It's okay not to be an optician, but also senior."

    "Don't don't don't." Xia Rong said with a smile, "If you say that, how can I look directly at our police academy? That's the junior, except for the senior. It was so difficult to pass the entrance examination. You said it so dirty. ..."

    Su Chi watched him, his eyes flickered slightly, and he did not speak for a long time.

    —— Xia Rong graduated from high school, won the draft at the age of eighteen, and was admitted to Shangyin, while reading and entering the entertainment industry, it has been five years.

    He has never dreamed of becoming a policeman, nor has he been admitted to any police academy after all the hard work.

    That is Fu Lin's experience.

    When filming the rivalry between Tan Xiaoxiao and Fu Lin again, Xia Rong almost always went one after the other. Compared with yesterday's confusion, he was totally different.

    "Xia Rong has taken the elixir? The progress is so fast." Even the makeup artist who was soft-hearted to him yesterday couldn't help being speechless today. "In some places, he is almost free to play, and Director Xu also gave him it. "

    For ordinary people, the so-called "experience", "expressionist" and "methodist" are not so easy to distinguish. In the final analysis, these are the deductive methods adopted by the actors themselves, and ordinary audiences see only the results. "You can live freely". For those who have seen the script, it is free to play. For the director and the actor himself, he just made what he thinks is the most true and natural "reaction".

    The filming scene has been transferred from inside school to outside school. The youthful and rebellious Tan Xiaoxiao skipped class by herself, but kept hinting to Fu Lin that he could find her in Tianlong in the suburbs.

    The young Fu Lin Yalai Yalai rode a bicycle, over the bumpy and muddy fields, and carried Tan Xiaoxiao back to school. Tan Xiaoxiao laughed and made noises in the back seat, falling to the ground like a silver bell of laughter.

    She stretched out her hand to cover Fu Lin's eyes and smiled cutely and slyly: "Close your eyes and I will count dozens. If you haven't thrown me down, I'll go back with you."

    Fu Lin looked at the endless straight line under the sunset and smiled: "Okay."

    The setting sun dyed the young girl's body with brilliant golden color. Fu Lin closed his eyes and rode hard on the clanging old bicycle. Tan Xiaoxiao screamed behind him: "Ten-nine-eight-seven... Six—five—four—three—two, one...!"

    "You won!" The girl giggled, straightened up in the back seat desperately, leaned on Fu Lin, and accurately caught his lips, "Fu Lin, I love you!"

    Fu Lin suddenly opened his eyes, and the girl's smile turned her back to the setting sun, melting into an almost brilliant light.

    Fu Lin still sent Tan Xiaoxiao back to school.

    You can't enter the school gate without wearing a school uniform. Tan Xiaoxiao pulled her crumpled school uniform and put it on from the small shop opposite the school. Although he is reluctant to wear the boss's fat school uniform, Tan Xiaoxiao's school uniform has been re-cut. The sleeves are cut, the waist is closed, and the bucket-like trouser legs are also tightened, which outlines the girl's slim and beautiful figure. She also cut a black hair with bangs that was popular at that time, looking like a delicate and melancholic doll.

    "Fulin, I will always like you." Before entering the school gate, Tan Xiaoxiao turned around and stared at him earnestly, "It doesn't matter if you don't like me, don't forget me."

    In the twilight quarter, Fu Lin in the lens can only see his thin and sharp silhouette.

    He did not answer Tan Xiaoxiao in the end.

    Tan Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, suppressing the disappointment that floated under her eyes, as if she laughed at herself and raised her lips stubbornly: "Forget it."

    She turned around resolutely and strode into the school without looking back.

    At this point, everyone present, including Su Chi, could see through the lens and from Fu Lin's eyes the heartbeat and fascination that was surging.

    ——The same in Xia Rong's eyes.

    0 Comments

    Enter your details or log in with:
    Heads up! Your comment will be invisible to other guests and subscribers (except for replies), including you after a grace period. But if you submit an email address and toggle the bell icon, you will be sent replies until you cancel.
    Note