The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 1814 Character Clash
A gentle breeze scattered the raindrops, which landed coolly on his cheeks. Anson's lips curled into a slight smile, which grew brighter and more unrestrained.

Finally, without any pretense, he burst into unrestrained, joyful laughter, his smile fully blooming.

Scarlett stared at Anson in astonishment. She was pouring out her troubles and frustrations, only to receive this response.
Scarlett rolled her eyes and shrugged lightly. "Ha, it's my pleasure to bring a smile back to Anson Wood's face. I should be able to get a good night's sleep tonight."

Anson: "Haha, hahaha."

The laughter was extremely loud.

Anson realized this himself and waved his hands repeatedly, barely managing to control himself. "It's not what you think."

“In fact, I have the same thought as you. I was just thinking that maybe I should leave this project. Without me, the film should be able to become a masterpiece.”

Scarlett couldn't believe her ears and stared at Anson in disbelief.

Anson nodded repeatedly. "Really. I'm serious. It seems there are two deserters here now."

Scarlett was taken aback, but in the end, she couldn't help but smile.

The two exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

Anson spread his hands. "So if others keep saying we're just pretty faces, we deserve it. If we're not good enough, we're not good enough. There's no need to force anyone, right?"

Scarlett nodded repeatedly. "Then let's continue to rely on our looks and let all those who don't like us get lost. Until our looks fade and we're replaced by newcomers, and Hollywood forgets us. So, how long can this last? Five years? Or three?"

Anson: "Whether it's five years or three years, if I retire now, I shouldn't have to worry about going hungry."

Scarlett burst into laughter, "Haha, you're just going to make a quick buck and run, right?"

Anson: "No, no, no, one payment isn't enough. I should make several more before Hollywood gets tired of me, to prepare for retirement, since we don't have pension insurance."

"Haha." Scarlett laughed heartily, carefully observing Anson's expression, which was unusually serious. The more serious he was, the funnier it became, and she laughed even harder. "Hahaha."

After laughing for a while, she calmed down. "But you're not going to give up, are you?"

Anson shrugged lightly, looking completely at ease. "Why would I back out? This is my film project, remember? Even if someone were to back out, it should be Michael Caine, not me."

As soon as he finished speaking, his confident expression vanished instantly, and he nervously looked around, as if afraid that Michael Caine might overhear him.

Scarlett could no longer contain herself. "Ha!" Her smile blossomed completely.

Anson looked away, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. "You have no idea how much effort we put into persuading Michael Kane to join us. We need him."

Scarlett pursed her lips and nodded gently. "I can imagine."

Anson let out a soft sigh. "Is it possible that we're all messing up this project?"

Scarlett looked slightly surprised. "Didn't you consider this possibility when you were preparing for this project? Even if you didn't consider it during the preparation process, didn't you consider it when you invited me?"

"Perhaps you are acting recklessly, perhaps you are making a mistake?"

Anson: "No."

Simple, clear, and concise.

Anson looked at Scarlett with composure, a hint of determination in his eyes.

Scarlett's half-joking self-deprecating remark got stuck in her throat without warning, and under Anson's gaze, she actually felt a little embarrassed.

Scarlett lowered her gaze in slight panic, but realized her disheveled state the instant her gaze shifted, and her heart pounded wildly. Anson's voice continued to penetrate the drizzle, "Perhaps, Theo and Julian are the same."

Scarlett was taken aback. "Huh?"

Anson, “I mean, Theo and Julian. They’re not black and white characters, nor are they the traditional good-versus-evil characters found in Hollywood movies.”

“In essence, they are all the same, their hearts scarred and in ruins. From the moment their children died, they lost hope and energy. They have too much pain and despair in their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe, and the ugliness of the real world did not help.”

"But the difference is that Theo is passive, his hope is bound in the darkness; Julianne is active, she is always charging forward and constantly seeking."

Scarlett gradually came to her senses. During this time, she also conducted in-depth research on the character and understood it very quickly. "So, she made mistakes and paid the price, but she always refused to give up and continued to explore and pursue, even at the cost of her life."

“Julian is not just a trigger for Theo’s awakening; she complements Theo, and even when they are separated, their souls remain intertwined.”

"just like……"

Anson, "Two flowers growing from the same plant".

Julianne is Theo's opposite, but also his complement. So when Julianne asks Theo for help, Theo ultimately cannot refuse. Similarly, when Julianne dies, the hope that has been suppressed and bound deep in Theo's soul is reawakened.

Theo's escape was less a form of despair than a cry for help, a yearning for someone to awaken him to his plight.

Therefore, even in despair, even in pain, even in resentment and bitterness, he still closely watched the collapse of the world and kept a close eye on everything.

That's why Theo later risked his life to protect the newborn.

On the surface, Theo and Phil do have many similarities, but in essence, the two are completely different, not just in terms of motivation, but also in personality, temperament, and how they handle the same situations.

Clearly, Anson's mind deceived and misled itself, to the point of confusing concepts.

Just like studying acting, researching a character in isolation has its limitations. The resulting character is often just a one-sided concept, lacking contrast and reflection, and thus failing to demonstrate the character's three-dimensionality.

The chemistry generated by brainstorming and the collision of inspiration among actors is also an indispensable part of the performance process.

It's not just Anson.

Scarlett's eyes brightened as well. "I've been stuck in a stereotype."

“I need to be tough, tough, tough. I need to break free from my past image. I need to break stereotypes. I need to bring impact to the audience. Only in this way can the transfer of trust you mentioned be completed when the character disappears.”

"But I forgot about the character itself."

"Her pain, her vulnerability, her perseverance—just because people can't see them doesn't mean they don't exist."

"Seeing Theo again will be incredibly difficult for her; it will bring back painful memories. But at the same time, she must find Theo. They have lost one child, and now they cannot lose another."

"In some ways, she viewed the child in that pregnant girl's womb as the life they were carrying?"

Anson shrugged slightly. "In the context of the script, to some extent, that's true. Everyone works together to protect and nurture, and that's how life comes into being."

"Therefore, the movie is titled 'Child of Mankind,' because he is the child born of all humanity."

Scarlett took a deep breath, raised her hands to cover her head, "Wait, wait, I need to sort out my thoughts... Oh, God..."

(End of this chapter)