After a intensive publicity, "The Apostle" was finally released as scheduled. After a brief meeting, the lights in the cinema dimmed. Xiao Jiashu sat next to Ji Mian, so nervous that his hands and feet were chilling. This was the first time he watched a movie he had filmed. I don’t know how he performed and whether he could gain the recognition of the audience.

"Don't be nervous, you're acting very well." Ji Mian leaned into his ear and comforted him with a low and thick voice.

Xiao Jiashu's thoughts suddenly went off the wrong way. Brother Ji's voice sounded so nice. No wonder most of the movies he shot were made using original sounds and rarely used dubbers. Emma, ​​her ears were about to be pregnant. He touched his hot earlobes and had already thrown his nervousness behind his head.

Ji Mian smiled lowly, causing his ears to tremble. If it weren't for the opening song, he would have been immersed in his idol's intoxicating "subwoofer".

The plot of the movie is slowly unfolding, and the audience may not feel anything, but Xiao Jiashu can easily find out how much difference there is in his early and late performances. In the early stage, he didn't know what performance was, but just simply presented the other side of his life. Although it looked natural, it lacked a little infectiousness. Performances without acting are thin, dull, and powerless. Now he finally understands what this sentence means.

In the later stage, he gradually put himself into the hearts of the characters and his acting skills also made leap forwards. He calmly analyzed his performance in the movie like a bystander, silently recording outstanding or shortcomings; he was also like a participant, deeply attracted by the development of the plot. Finally, when he saw the scene of Ling Feng's death, his mind was blank, and he could only stare at Ji Mian's eyes that were magnified countless times.

The despair and sorrow in his eyes poured into his heart like sea water, making his thoughts dazed and his heart cut. Before he knew it, he was already burst into tears, and the cold tears fell down his neck to wake him up, and then he lowered his head and wiped his face quickly with a tissue.

After that, he never had time to think about it. He had been absorbed by Ling Tao, who was determined to destroy the entire world. Seeing Ling Tao being injured, he seemed to feel pain; seeing Ling Tao falling into madness, he seemed to have lost his direction. His joys, anger, sorrow, and happiness were controlled by the characters in the movie, because Ji Mian's acting skills were too powerful, which made him unable to break free. What's more, he once played Ling Tao's brother, and this infectiousness was countless times stronger, and instantly dragged him into that illusory but real world.

Finally, Ling Tao was shot and fell down. He lay on a pile of ashes, and the light in his eyes went out bit by bit. Sobbing sounds rang out in the theater. This was obviously a villain, but no audience applauded him for his punishment, just because his life was too bumpy and too tragic. He was completely devastated and loved him thoroughly; although his heart was filled with darkness, it was also full of light.

This is such a complex, cold, but very hot man. He and Ling Feng are like a whole that is integrated together. Once they lose each other, they will no longer be a complete person, and thus they will also lose the meaning of existence. His ending has long been destined.

He used the ultimate black to set off Ling Feng's ultimate whiteness. On the contrary, Ling Feng used the ultimate light to awaken his only remaining good intentions. The existence of these two characters in the movie is based on each other and is premised on each other. No one can be abandoned to talk about their performance. Once one of the actors cannot keep up with the other's acting skills, the movie will be ruined.

But now, not only has it not been destroyed, but it shines brightly because of the extraordinary performance of the two actors. All the contradictions and conflicts hidden in the plot, human nature and animal nature, are like a ball of hot lava, exploding violently.

The audience was either amazed, sobbing, or addicted, and were deeply attracted by the plot, but Xiao Jiashu was so uncomfortable that he was almost suffocating. He stared at the dying Ling Tao and couldn't help but shout in his heart: Don't die, don't worry about my ashes, take a plane and go! Leave here and go abroad, build a house of his own, get married and have children, and live a normal life.

He didn't care about any concepts or concepts, and the law was not law. He only knew that this person was his brother. Even if he destroyed the whole world, he should not end up like this.

Ling Tao finally died, the light in his eyes completely dissipated, leaving only a deep darkness. Xiao Jiashu's tears surged again, and it couldn't be wiped clean no matter how hard he wiped it. He has always been a sentimental person. When he was a child, he was particularly moved by sensational cameras when he watched TV. Although he was willing to restrain himself when he grew up, he was still defeated in front of Ji Mian's powerful acting skills.

Ji Mian played Ling Tao alive, and Xiao Jiashu couldn't regard him as an illusory character at all. He was his brother, and he hoped that he could have a happy and happy ending. Where is the screenwriter? What should I do if I want to kill him?

He blinked his red eyes while looking for the screenwriter's figure, but his cheek was covered by a handkerchief, and an arm wrapped around his back and gently pressed it on his shoulder. Ji Mian's helpless voice sounded, "Stop crying, this is just a movie."

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