I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 371, Let the Bullets Fly

Huang Silang's double rushed into the watchtower in the end.

It represents anger.

It represents Huang Silang of the past, Huang Silang of the past.

In the end, Huang Silang, this wicked and privileged man of the old era, died at the hands of his own double.

There is no dignity whatsoever.

Mr. Huang was a respectable man in his lifetime.

But the death was anything but dignified.

Zhang Muzhi wanted to give him face.

But the people will not give him that chance. When have you ever given the people any dignity?

Huang Silang never understood this until his death.

He actually died at the hands of his own body double.

That guy who lets me beat, insult, and trample on him at will.

There were no scenes of heroes respecting each other.

Only the vast ocean of the people's anger and resentment.

Huang Silang and he looked into each other's eyes.

I still don't understand.

They neither understood why Zhang Muzhi would give money to these people, nor how these people dared to take up arms and rebel against them.

They left with questions and regrets.

In the final segment, Li Yun plays himself.

The scene of someone killing themselves, coupled with the acting, makes one question the meaning of life.

A villain with an imposing presence.

He died at the hands of his own double, yet it felt perfectly natural.

"No wonder Li Yun hasn't shown this last part of the script," Jiang Wen murmured at this moment. "So he wanted them to make their own choice."

Isn't that right? The people's future is a choice made by the people themselves.

That makes sense.

History chooses heroes.

The people choose history.

We are never foolish.

Jiang Wen suddenly snapped out of his self-righteous, compassionate, and heroic fantasy.

Actually, this is where you should let him enjoy himself.

Another point is that it perfectly satisfies his heroic fantasies.

Zhang Muzhi is a hero.

Which man wouldn't want to be one?

Hero complex.

Heroic sentiments.

In this atmosphere.

Immersed in it, experiencing that perfect feeling and emotion.

revel.

And now the dream is over.

This part, in which Huang Silang is defeated, was completely unexpected by Jiang Wen.

The blank space in this part of the script.

It turns out that the choice was left to the people themselves.

The dream of the savior, the great man, has been shattered.

It turns out, I never chose the people.

At this moment, Jiang Wen took a deep breath and said.

"The people chose me."

Huang Silang's watchtower was attacked.

Everything is over, the grudges and love-hate relationship between Huang Silang and Zhang Muzhi.

This also brings an end to the matter.

Is this a comedic ending?

In the end, Zhang Muzhi and his brothers all went their separate ways.

At the crossroads.

At the crossroads of choices.

His brothers, carrying Master Tang's letter of appointment, boarded the train to Pudong.

Just like back then, Ma Bangde was eating hot pot and singing songs as he took office in Goose City.

This time, however, it was his bandit brothers.

Zhang Muzhi, riding behind, hesitated for a long time before continuing to follow the train.

Let the bullets fly for a while.

That bullet hasn't landed yet.

Let the bullets fly

Filming has officially wrapped.

All the lead actors had a sense of exhaustion and detachment, including Jiang Wen, who played Zhang Mazi and experienced great mental ups and downs during this period.

"Your final battle scene shattered Jiang Wen's dream of becoming a hero. You really are just like Huang Silang, so wicked and cunning." Ge You placed his treasured bottle of Moutai liquor directly on the table at the wrap party.

Looking at the director in front of me with his clear eyes.

An unprecedented clarity.

Clean and free of any distracting thoughts.

This shocked the great comedian with his incredibly clear and pure eyes.

He doesn't resemble Huang Silang, who was deeply immersed in the role, at all.

And then there are the angry stand-ins who finally rise up in rebellion.

Even Jiang Wen could question life and struggle to break free from the role when his heroic dream was shattered.

What about Li Yun?

He felt absolutely nothing. It seemed that Li Yun, who was the most immersed in the role, was completely oblivious to everything. He felt nothing at all from the play.

Even at the very end.

He is still Huang Silang, but he is also still one of the people in the vast ocean.

With so many perspectives, how could an ordinary person possibly bear it?

They've been crazy for a long time.

But Li Yun is able to do this: he divides his life in the play into two postures and looks at the same thing from different perspectives.

To make completely different choices.

At the beginning, Ge You was a little disgusted by his youth and felt that this young man was not qualified enough, but now he has to admit defeat.

I'm totally convinced.

Subconsciously, Ge You could no longer treat Li Yun as a junior.

Those who achieve success come first.

Judging from the current state of "Let the Bullets Fly," Li Yun is a decisive and decisive leader.

An unparalleled, powerful script.

And then there's the acting skills he displayed.

This surprised Ge You time and time again.

Even he was now somewhat unsure whether the person in front of him was Li Yun, Huang Silang, or his double.

It's really hard to tell them apart.

do not care.

Whether it's Huang Silang or Li Yun, as Ge You and as Master Tang, they both have to drink this cup of wine together.

"Come on, have a drink."

"Cheers, senpai."

"Calling me 'senior' sounds too formal. Just call me Baldy Ge. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Ge."

This is a rather affectionate way of addressing someone.

That's it.

A friendly invitation to network.

Li Yun could understand it.

At this moment, Li Yun also smiled.

Grandpa Ge.

A veteran in Beijing's elite social circle.

This is also a rare and valuable network of contacts.

"Uncle Ge".

"Come on, come on, let's not just drink and eat, this is a dining table."

At this moment, Ge You was also smiling quite happily.

After the clinking of glasses and the end of the wrap party.

After that, everyone went home and rested in their hotels. After that, they might head to the next film set or go home to recuperate.

However, with the intensity of letting bullets fly.

Under this mental pressure, it's unlikely that he'll be able to calmly film a second movie.

Given Ge Youde's eccentric personality, it's understandable.

They've all cancelled their shows for the next quarter.

The mental pressure was too much; I couldn't take it anymore.

I need to give myself a rest.

Only by forgetting the feeling of Master Tang can I begin the next scene.

"You seem to think highly of him." Jiang Weijian joked as he and Ge You returned to Beijing and were on their way to catch their flight.

Ge You's desire to make friends is now completely open.

"But this young man is indeed outstanding."

"Hey, you know what, it's not that I think highly of him."

"Huh? What does that mean?"

"I want this kid to have high hopes for me, so that he'll think of me first if there's any good show to watch in the future."

Under Jiang Weijian's shocked gaze.

Ge You remarked with such emotion.

(End of this chapter)