I really can't act

Chapter 85 "My Regiment" Finished

"I have equipped the badge [Immersive], now I have a chance, whether to use it immediately."

【Yes】

"[Immersive] LV1: You will experience the emotions of the character. Please train and upgrade to unlock more functions."

"Current level 1 [67/100]."

This is a rare intermission in the tree castle. The cannon fodder regiment used their will and life to block the Japanese attack and hold their positions time and time again.

Faintly, I heard the sound of machine guns, human voices, and the roar of shells outside the fort. It didn't come, but it exploded in Zhang Lixian's heart.

The sores on the skin were both itchy and painful, and Zhang Lixian couldn't help touching them. The bumps and bumps were like bomb craters. He originally wanted Guangzong Yaozu to win a big battle, go back to claim credit, marry a wife and have children, and declare the restoration of China. However, the teacher Yu Xiaoqing Lied to everyone, he made an appointment, and the main force would attack Nantianmen within three days, but he held back for a long time.

Three days after the first start, the cannon fodder group was very anxious, yelling at the national army as a beast, letting the brothers fight back, Zhang Lixian explained that the opportunity to counterattack may not yet come, and we need to continue to wait.

Three days turned into four days, which turned into five days, a week... two weeks.

At first, it was Zhang Lixian who defended the teacher, but later, the cannon fodder corps took the initiative to enlighten Zhang Lixian.

He Shuguang, who also joined the cannon fodder group with Zhang Lixian, said that Yu Xiaoqing is not such a person. Even if the national army may refuse to save someone, Yu Xiaoqing will not refuse to save him, not only because he agreed, but also because of He Shuguang himself , and Zhang Lixian, and Yu Xiaoqing's personal relationship.

When we were teenagers, we were still a doll, and we fell under Mr. Yu.Master Yu, no, he is not willing to abandon his brother.

"Mr. Yu will come to save us."

Not long after He Shuguang finished speaking, he died in the trap.

Zhang Lixian seemed to have seen that He Shuguang came back to life, shirtless, standing in front of them playing the accordion.But it turned out that He Shuguang smashed his accordion with an ax in order to go to the front line.

"This is my favorite accordion, and now I'm smashing it... I'm going to join the Expendables."

How did He Shuguang die? Rather than saying that he was beaten to death by RB people, it is better to say that he begged for death.

What about me, Zhang Lixian?
Pick up a pistol.The gun was aimed at the outside of the tree fort.

Faintly saw the old acquaintances of the cannon fodder group.Exhausted, but still persevering.

Zhang Lixian is a very proud person. It was the first time he saw the cannon fodder group. He asked these people to report their hometowns and specialties, and randomly cataloged them as vassals. deserters.

The reason why China retreated steadily on the battlefield was because the soldiers had no backbone, no conviction, and only knew how to flee for their lives, without the overall situation.But Master Yu didn't dislike them, instead he armed them and even wanted to admit their establishment.

Mr. Yu is a god-like figure.As long as there are more people like him in the National Party, the restoration of the rivers and mountains will not be far away.

Zhang Lixian has been with Master Yu for many years. He knows that Master Yu really wants to fight against Japan and has really worked hard. In order to get the tactics to defeat Nantianmen, he is willing to kneel down to Long Wenwen.

Will he always be like this?

Why is he desperate now.

For the Kuomintang, did everyone become Yu Xiaoqing, or even Yu Xiaoqing became the Kuomintang.

Suddenly, he thought, those deserters, who are clearly insisting on it now, why did they flee in the first place?What made them flee?
Zhang Lixian raised his pistol.Seems to figure it out.

He laughed at himself and shouted: "Long live Master Yu!"

"Long live Master Yu!"

"Long live Master Yu!"

Amidst the shouts, it seemed that Zhang Lixian recorded the names of these people when he first saw the cannon fodder. Every time he recorded one, he shouted a sentence from the bottom of his heart.

"deserter!"

The muscles of Zhang Lixian's cheeks trembled rapidly, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he whimpered.

"It turns out that I am the deserter..."

The muzzle was stuffed into the mouth.

Pull the trigger.

"boom!"

——"Crack!" Kang Honglei shouted, and the entire crew was silent, waiting for the people on the ground to get up.

Zhang Yi and Duan Yihong looked at each other, and Zhang Yi said, "Old Duan, I thought you were crazy at first, but today I saw something even crazier."

Duan Yihong was still in shock, touching the pendant on his chest, his heart beating wildly.

Fang Yi's performance shocked everyone.

Whether it is experientialism or expressionism, it doesn't matter in front of him. It is an exaggeration to say that every pore seems to be acting.The air around him is the air of 1942.

"Fang Yi? Come on, do you want to see what you took?"

After a while, Kang Honglei asked him to go and watch.

But Fang Yi rarely refused, "I don't want to watch it again, director... Can you pass the movie just now?"

Kang Honglei scratched her head, "Pass, of course I can..."

"Add some more shots, maybe the editing will come in handy."

So Fang Yi didn't get up, just stayed where he was, and kept posing according to the director's instructions.

Fang Yi has completely interpreted the transformation of Zhang Lixian's character, how a passionate student boy was disappointed with the National Party step by step, and finally completely self-destructed.

"Then," Kang Honglei said with a bit of reluctance, raising the horn, "This is the end of the scene about Zhang Lixian, that is to say, Fang Yi, you're done."

Those who had no work in the crew applauded.

Zhang Yi, Duan Yihong came around, Zhang Yi said, "Old Duan gave you a pendant, and I, I don't think you believe anything, I'll give you a deck of poker. We play every day, although we played It’s rough, but it’s very meaningful!”

Duan Yihong came and put his arms around his shoulders, saying: "Junior brother..." After that, he was speechless.

Zhang Yi raised his head, "I hope that we can cooperate again in the future, and see you again in Jianghu. Now that Fang Yi has left, I will leave soon, and you, Old Duan, will leave too...but I will always remember this place, Zen Da , is the place I remember the most.”

Both Duan Yihong and Fang Yi nodded.

At Kang Honglei's request, the crew had a simple dinner at night, Fang Yi flew back to the capital the next day, and Kang Honglei continued to direct and edit the film.

Of course, he attaches the most importance to Zhang Lixian's suicide scene. The upper limit of a TV series is often determined by those supporting roles with flesh and blood.

Kang was in the editing room, watching this passage over and over again, tears streaming down his face, and he felt that those people who were buried in it would come back to life to reproduce the last moment of their lives, and they were just so desperate.

Fang Yi, this actor, has only entered this industry not long ago, how can he shoot so well.

On the screen, Fang Yi stuffed the gun into his throat and pulled the trigger.Although there was no gunpowder in it, Fang Yi himself fell back suddenly as if he had been shot, and lay on his back in a daze.

For some reason, although no special effects have been added, Kang Honglei felt that the screen was flickering with fire.

and many more.

Kang tuned back to rewatch.

Pull the trigger.

Isn't that dead?

How can you pull the trigger.

Did you change the props?

He asked the Korean person in charge of the fireworks to come and bring an interpreter to ask about it.

The Koreans broke out in a cold sweat, but insisted that the prop gun was a dead trigger, and there was no possibility of it being pulled.

Kang Honglei asked someone to bring the prop gun itself, but he let it go and fired it himself, and it was indeed dead.

So Director Kang called Fang Yi to ask Fang Yi, because it was too late, and Fang Yi would not be able to go to the city until the next day.

He asked, "What's up with that gun? Did something weird happen to you? Or...is this a technique unique to you, like magic?"

Fang Yi said, "Director Kang, let's leave the filming to the filming."

"Oh, then this is your unique skill..." Kang Honglei said with a smile, seemingly dispelling her doubts, but after hanging up the phone.

He carefully put the gun in the container for collection in the future.

　One more, I played too much today. . .A new copy will start tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)