I'm not a drama freak, I can really see through the script

Chapter 352, Love, Hate, Everything, the Pain of Life Vanishing

After everything was taken care of, we just waited for the next shoot; there wasn't much to worry about.

The film crew moved together very quickly.
At this time, Li Xuan and Gao Yuanyuan had a casual meal together at the restaurant.

Don't you ever wonder why I rejected you?

"What reason is there to refuse?"

At this moment, Gao Yuanyuan was standing beside him, looking at Li Xuan with clear eyes. After thinking for a long time, she still refused the role of the female lead.
Although Li Xuan didn't express anything, it was clear to others that Gao Yuanyuan's romantic mind had awakened, she had grown wings and was about to take off.

Gao Yuanyuan didn't say anything about it, because this was what she considered her 'contribution'.

When she starred in both "Nanjing! Nanjing!" and "City of Life and Death", she was afraid that if they aired at the same time, it would affect each other's image.

Same theme, similar characters.

I am not Fan Wei, who can control his acting skills and differentiate his roles. If my homogenization affects his work...

She doesn't like it.
Even if she has confidence in Li Xuan's work and wants to act with him, she doesn't want anything to affect Li Xuan's work.

Then, Li Xuan paused and said.

"Thank you."

What was originally a silent sacrifice has become understandable. Gao Yuanyuan was initially taken aback, but then felt a sliver of joy.
"It's alright, there will be plenty of opportunities to collaborate. After appearing on screen this time, I can feel just how big the gap is between myself and you, and between myself and Fan Wei. You guys go and compete like gods, while I'll hone my skills. Besides, 'New World' is your script and investment, so I've participated in your production, haven't I?" Gao Yuanyuan smiled slightly and then said, "Keep it up, I don't think you'll lose to Lu Chuan. Show us your confidence!"

"Oh, and I heard you have a romance movie coming out next year. I'm actually more curious about that movie."

It's a lighthearted, artsy film, but she actually prefers the old style.
"It should be around the same time."

Li Xuan stroked his chin and said, "Next year should include 'Hidden in the Dust' and 'Nanjing Photo Studio.' I wonder if Hong Kong's speed can get 'New World' done in one quarter."

After saying goodbye to Gao Yuanyuan.

Then I went to the film set to shoot "Nanjing Photo Studio".

As Li Xuan walked alone through the 'ruins' of the film set, the past and present overlapped behind these 'ruins' that China Film Group had deliberately created with its own money.

Accompanying Li Xuan into the city was 'Ito Kazuo', that well-educated and refined little idiot, who was quite surprised when he saw the ruins.

"What a pity! Why has such a beautiful city like Nanjing become like this? My compatriots, you are truly despicable."

These words lingered in Li Xuan's ears.

This time, Li Xuan responded to the 'little idiot' standing next to him.

However, Li Xuan didn't say anything, but just smiled at him.

A laugh that made even the phantom of Kazuo Ito uncomfortable.
[Simulation begins: Nanjing Photo Studio]

When the simulation begins.

Li Xuan felt that the surrounding scenery had suddenly changed.

The surroundings were no longer the ruins of a film set, but a place with warm colors.

The scenic spots include Xiwazi Village, Beijige, Shangxinhe, Jiangdongmen, Hanzhongmenwai, Meitan Port, Zhongshan Wharf, and Caoxiexia.
As a postman.

Postman No. 1013, Su Liuchang.

I have lived here for nearly thirty years.

Over the past 30 years, the entire city of Nanjing has been filled with people I know, my neighbors.

"Xiao Su! Did my letter arrive today? (Nanjing dialect)"

"Boss, I'll give you a pancake. I'll deliver your letter this afternoon. Xiao Liu, is your dress ready yet? The big star is urging you again."

“Niu Dali from the clothing store, if you keep eating like this, you’ll get so fat you’ll die. You might as well distribute these things to the common people; that would be a good deed.”

"You stinky feet, you dare talk nonsense or I'll beat you up! Who are you calling fat and dead?!"

"If you bully Old Liu at the pancake stall again, I'll laugh at you every time I see you."

Day after day.

Happiness is ordinary and uneventful.
The person I like is Miss Liu from the clothing store.
Ordinary yet happy days, sometimes I get bullied by thugs, sometimes I play pranks on them. That wretched young master of the landlord's family, all he does is bully us.
But one day...

The plane roared past.

It shattered my ordinary life.

my life.

"I'm fine now."

After reading the script, Lin Jiadong said there were no problems. He had a clear understanding of the role of the translator and had no questions.

This is the second time Lin Jiadong has collaborated with Li Xuan since "Hey Society".

After filming "Ip Man", he came to "Nanjing Photo Studio". He was already very familiar with the role of the translator and had a solid foundation in it.

Moreover, after receiving guidance from Li Xuan after filming "Hey Society", he gained some insights and felt that he owed Li Xuan a lot. So this time, he didn't even ask about the salary and agreed immediately.
Whether it was Huang Xiaoming, Tang Wei, or Fan Wei, they all received the script.

Enter this place—the ruins.

It wasn't a film set, nor was it a ruin built by China Film Group; it was airplanes, bayonets, bombs, and machine guns.

It rang right next to my ears, and then exploded before my eyes.
Text, and photos.

No one expected that these pictures and texts would have such a huge impact.
Most people are exposed to this kind of thing in textbooks, but this is the first time they've actually faced these bloody photos directly. Lin Jiadong vomited immediately after seeing them.
Living in Hong Kong, he had seen all sorts of gangsters, bad guys, and lowlifes, but when he saw the devils in these photos laughing as they picked up children's heads, he realized that gangsters were nothing but childish, chaotic things—far inferior to real demons.

As a woman, Tang Wei is stronger than Lin Jiadong. But the impact on her is no less significant, and it has a considerable impact on the education and knowledge she has received.

Huang Xiaoming was the only one whose emotions remained stable.
It's just a combination of photos, scripts, and this is military photography.

A passionate person is full of curiosity about Chinese culture.

He had to suppress his anger and remove his 'Chinese' part from his identity.

Right now, I'm acting, I'm filming, I'm Kazuo Sato, not Huang Xiaoming.
Even when angry, you must calm your emotions.

Even if I have to take the blame, it has nothing to do with the role I played, the script, or anything else.
No matter what kind of noise or tone there is, all I need to do is play my role well, nothing more.

But as the character becomes more familiar...

As the script was explored further.

And then there's Li Xuan at this moment, acting opposite him as a Chinese person.

As a postman.

Postman No. 1013.

During the conversation with him.

He can clearly feel it.

Even if your character is a despicable thing.

But it is also a detestable thing that is worth studying in depth.

Come on, you little devils, let my thoughts experience your despicable nature.

Let's start from Hideo Sato's perspective. He's a very passionate young man.

He is one of the main perspectives
Most artistic works depicting Nanjing do not feature any war scenes or large-scale scenes; the films begin with ruins.

There was no army, no reinforcements.

Nanjing became a large isolated island.

The Japanese army committed murder, robbery, rape, and all sorts of atrocities here.

This is a scene that appears in every Nanjing-themed film. At least for Fan Wei, returning to the film set and the feeling of filming Nanjing Nanjing inevitably brings comparisons.

This is human nature.

Even now, if one had to compare their talents, Fan Wei couldn't give a definitive answer. Subjectively, he simply preferred the immersive experience that Li Xuan provided.

However, Lu Chuan's skills should not be underestimated. As a true master of technique, he also has his own unique ways of seducing people.

Li Xuan has a wide range of knowledge, and it seems that he has learned a lot from others. He is a prodigy and a genius, and he also works as a screenwriter and lead actor.

Lu Chuan, on the other hand, specializes in directing, blending his formal training with his own style, incorporating elements of Jiang Wen, Guan Hu, and his own unique flavor.
It's safe to say that the release of these two films will inevitably lead to a fierce battle.

Perhaps it is indeed fate that two tigers cannot share one mountain, as the seventh generation.
Lu Chuan has many advantages.

But at least for now.

In this factory area.

If we're simply talking about the transmission of emotions...

He really wanted to say something.

Li Xuan is truly a monster among monsters.

There were no grand, spectacular scenes.

But in terms of conveying emotions.

No one can surpass him.

at this time.

Fan Wei felt as if he were on that battlefield.

Hideo Ito, a kind but somewhat timid photographer, loves the culture of ancient China, and even wearing a military uniform cannot hide his enthusiasm.

He appreciates and gets excited when he sees traditional Chinese paintings, and he tells the story of Bo Ya and Zhong Ziqi with great admiration. He is a true expert on Chinese culture.

He was very filial. After arriving in Nanjing, he took many landscape photos as a gift for his grandfather.

When he saw Japanese soldiers raping women, he would subconsciously shake his head.

He was afraid of killing people.

He has knowledge and education, and may be shocked by witnessing atrocities, but he will continue to watch without trying to stop it.

When the gunshot rang out and the prisoner fell to the ground, he merely glanced back before continuing to repeat the previous topic with his superior.

I don't know how to develop film.

I need an assistant.

Starting with Hideo Ito, the story begins to focus on the photo studio.
A Japanese nobleman who values ​​benevolence, righteousness, reason, and trustworthiness crosses paths with Su Liuchang, a postman codenamed 1013.

In war-torn Nanjing, this photo studio became a place of protection for the Japanese, a shelter with time limits, but which would not exist for very long.

Why do they want photos?
Because they wanted to pass on these great achievements back to China, to make the people of China proud of their deeds and contributions in China, and to bring honor to their family.

When Li Xuan was directing this work with a stable emotional state.

Some people still couldn't take it anymore.

"I really can't take it anymore."

Lin Jiadong raised his hand and shouted "Cut!"

It wasn't because his acting was flawed, but because he was so deeply immersed in the role that the mental torment he was experiencing was becoming unbearable.

When Li Xuan's immersive experience completely drew him into this war-torn land.

He was in pain.

Fan Wei and Tang Wei, who were standing nearby, both fell silent.

To have better acting skills, one needs to immerse oneself more deeply, and deeper immersion means a higher level of suffering.

"No, I don't need to rest." Lin Jiadong had initially suggested resting, but then refused to take a break.

Pain is inevitable.

But this feeling of pain also brought him more insights into the role.

When the pain doesn't stop.

Only when his acting skills are at their best can he truly immerse himself in the world of Nanjing.
The four members of the Jin family, who run a photo studio, Lin Yuxiu, who dreams of making movies, Song Cunyi, a policeman who was conscripted to join the army, and survivors from various industries and backgrounds.

While dealing with the photographer, he also searched for a way to escape Nanjing.

They were all survivors.

Even Li Xuan's own character was only able to briefly escape with his life because he was mistaken for a film developing master or a photography studio apprentice.

He was even considered a friend by that "Japanese friend" Hideo Ito.

The initial photos looked normal.

They were nothing more than landscape photos and group photos of Japanese soldiers.

But later negatives showed the mangled bodies of neighbors, and the once familiar streets turned into ruins.

At this moment, Li Xuan looked at them and at those photos.

In my memory, my neighbors who had lived with me for many years—whether their voices or smiles, whether good or bad, whether I liked them or hated them, whether they were strong or weak, or whether they were taciturn and cowardly—had their limbs chopped off. That was the Japanese devils' "punishment" for those who resisted.

The landlord's foolish son, who usually liked to bully others, lost all his arrogance. How could he still be arrogant when even his head had disappeared?
The flower shopkeeper Xiao Liucui is someone I know well, someone I don't, someone I like, someone I hate, but no matter what, they all exist in my life. They have all turned into cold corpses.

They had all turned into mangled, rotting flesh. Although their voices and faces were still vivid in his mind, all he saw before his eyes were broken and shattered remains.

And those laughing beside them.

devil.

It was that Sato Hideo, who called me "friend," who, as if doing something trivial, tortured and killed my compatriots in the most vicious way, and then, in front of the corpses of his tortured and killed compatriots, lovingly fed stray dogs.

They wouldn't care at all.

Those things that disappeared from my life.

My life, my hometown, love, hate, everything, all came with the arrival of the invaders.

Disappeared.

(End of this chapter)