This female idol is by no means my favorite student

Chapter 276 272. Next, actor (Thank you Dongbei Tian Shuyou for the 3500 reward!)
Liu Zhenzhou's seat is not close to the front, but it is a good place to watch movies.

He took out a small notebook and a pen, adjusted a comfortable position, and adjusted his glasses.

The light from the big screen fell on his glasses, reflecting a faint light.

The first shot is smooth.

Dilapidated, narrow, dark and damp rental house.

A middle-aged man with a short, fat body and short gray hair squatted in front of the double wooden bed, rummaging for something.

After a while, a hammer came into his hand.

After hesitating for a while, he put the hammer under the pillow, got up in a hurry and went out the door.

"Brother Hai, do you need to go out?"

"Yes, go pick up your son."

Passing through the crowded corridor, the middle-aged man fell into the more crowded flow of people.

Liu Zhenzhou was a little surprised.

Perhaps many viewers don't know who the middle-aged man in the first picture is, but he knows a lot about this discerning old actor in the drama world.

A father prepares a hammer before picking up his son
Liu Zhenzhou narrowed his eyes.

The consulting room of the hospital.

The middle-aged man sat face to face with the doctor, with a cautious expression, and unconsciously clenched the hands holding the package in his arms.

"Mr. Huang, of course I understand your concerns. But your wife's accident is not directly related to A Dong's illness. The court's decision is compulsory hospitalization, not imprisonment."

"Did that mean him?"

"Emotional changes, everyone will have them. Patients with bipolar disorder have extreme emotional changes. When they are happy, they are very happy, and when they are unhappy, they feel that life is not fun."

Perhaps seeing the subconscious resistance of the father named Huang Dahai on the opposite side, the doctor smiled slightly,
"Family's support is very important. He has improved a lot. It is useless to stay. Let him return to society."

He blocked Huang Haihai's remaining words.

The atmosphere in the room stagnated quietly.

Until the room was pushed open with a creak.

A young man about 30 years old stood at the door, looking at Huang Haihai who turned his face.

Father and son looked at each other, but they were like strangers, cautious and at a loss.

A Dong stared at the plainly dressed middle-aged man in front of him.

His father's eyes were strange, he was at a loss, and there was even a hint of deep fear.

After a long while, there was a flash of darkness in A Dong's eyes.

Yes, facing a person who "killed" his mother, no one would not be afraid.

Even if the father is never at home, even if the beloved younger brother never returns after studying abroad, even if he is the only one who silently takes care of the manic and bedridden mother.

The mother who was poorly married in a poor family hated the father who was illiterate and rich, and also hated him, the eldest son who was not outstanding,
For many years, while he took care of her daily life and shit, he endured her beatings for no reason.

The pressure accumulates little by little, like a rubber band stretched infinitely.

Finally, bang, the rubber band snapped.

During a quarrel while washing his mother, he finally lost control of his emotions.

Accidents happen and everything falls apart.

His eyes refocused, his mouth moved, and he pursed his lips and said softly, "The nurse has a document that needs your signature."

Huang Haihai woke up like a dream, "Okay, okay."

He is resisting, resisting his son who was discharged from the hospital after being ill.

There is a block in the hearts of all viewers.

Seeing the expression on Yu Cang's face, Liu Zhenzhou suddenly remembered the hammer in the first shot.

He was not afraid of his son, but a man who had suffered from mental illness.

Even if the biological father is like this, let's talk about others
Although the movie has just started, Liu Zhenzhou has already faintly felt some kind of huge and deep sadness hidden in it.

Camera switch.

Followed his father, A Dong, back to the old apartment building with cracked walls.

The people living in this building are all the low-level frustrated people in this city.

There are drivers like his father who are over half a century old and still driving long-distance buses, there are sixty old people who have no children and live alone, and there are also young salesmen who keep calling every day.

Although the material conditions of life here are poor, Adong is trying to make himself a part of this place again.

He was kind to the neighbors, helped the single mother next door to repair the circuit, and became friends with her child—the little boy who wore a pair of glasses and had a watermelon Taro hairstyle and was nicknamed Mr. Yu.

In this building, except for his father, no one knew about his past, and everyone began to like him.

After these "experiments", A Dong thinks that he has been able to cautiously take tentative steps towards the outside world.

Friendship, love, affection.
Maybe he can regain these things that support a person's life in the world, maybe he can also bid farewell to the accident that the doctor said.

These shots, slow and unpretentious.

But Yu Cang used his delicate performance to make all the audience feel the sensitive and warm heart in this young man named A Dong.

Just this kind of warmth,

On the first day when Adong refused his father's company, walked out of the apartment and came to the wedding of his former best friend, a faint shadow was cast.

Wearing a pressed white shirt, he showed up at the wedding reception.

Among the crowded crowd, he tried his best to look normal and relaxed, making himself an ordinary guest at the scene.

But all the former friends looked at him with subtle eyes and talked in low voices.

"Here comes the man who killed his own mother."

He knows what they're talking about.

Only his best friend gave him a warm hug after staring deeply, "Welcome back."

Taking a deep breath, Ah Dong pursed his lips tightly, the muscles on his face trembling slightly, "Thank you. Happy wedding."

It's like a puppet that has collapsed to the ground, finally has the first thread, and lifts it up.

So, in the middle of the wedding reception, when the guests ignored the newlyweds' tearful testimonials and ate, drank and talked loudly, he took the stage.

With a tense face, he said word by word, "Even if I am a patient, I know that you must respect others."

He wants to protect his remaining friendship.

Even the people in the audience looked at him as if they were looking at a monster.

Looking at the turbulent crowd, a slight confusion suddenly flashed in his eyes.

After the wedding feast.

Father Huang Dahai was accidentally injured while driving a truck.

Beside a flower garden somewhere downstairs in the hospital, the father and son had a big fight over whether to let him go home alone to take medicine.

After listening to A Dong's hoarse and irresponsible accusation against him, Huang Dahai, a middle-aged man over half a century old, said sorry to him with red eyes.

This uneducated middle-aged man felt inferior because of his wife's hatred and did not dare to show up. He could not give anything except a few thousand dollars a month.

Only the eldest son was left alone to endure all the tortures, using his thin shoulders to shoulder the responsibilities of father and younger brother.

until it crashes.

Listening to his choked up apology and explanation, A Dong was silent for a long time.

Stretching out his arms, A Dong gave him a hug, and carried him back to their small home.

Behind the puppet, there is another thread called family affection.

After that, he contacted his ex-girlfriend.

Candlelight dinner table.

The 30-year-old man bowed his head and apologized as he looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar woman who had been engaged to him.

To his surprise, although his ex-girlfriend said a few words about his suffering this year, she didn't blame him.

She only said that she herself has gained a lot of strength recently and is doing well.

Although he didn't quite understand, seeing the smile on her mouth, A Dong also smiled.

Behind the puppet, the thread called love also appeared.

It's as if all the misfortunes of the past have turned the page.

Although the search for a job is not going well, it seems that the best friend is also having some troubles at work.

But at least, in terms of friendship, family, and love, he is the same as ordinary people.

He burst out with great enthusiasm and shared his joy and happiness with everyone in the dilapidated apartment building.

He also planted many flowers on the roof of the building with the little boy with big glasses "Mr. Yu" who liked to grow flowers but was forbidden by his mother.

Seeds are germinating in the soil loosened by a small shovel.

It's just that God doesn't seem to be happy to see this little puppet pretending to be a human.

Before heading off to a date with his ex-girlfriend, he meticulously combed his hair in front of the mirror in his tiny dwelling.

Even though Huang Dahai beside him teased him, the smile on his mouth still couldn't be hidden.

It was just the sound of the news broadcast from the nearby TV that made his movements stop suddenly.

"At [-]:[-] last night, a man jumped from the [-]th floor of Mingzhu Building and died on the spot."

"The deceased's surname is Ye, 34 years old, suspected of committing suicide due to the pressure of the company's layoff plan."

"This is the third case of its kind in the past three weeks"

The smile on the face in the mirror disappeared bit by bit.

He straightened his hair stiffly, his eyes were red, and the corners of his tightly pursed mouth were bent downward.

He was trying to restrain himself, but the muscles on his face kept trembling.

It took less than ten seconds to go from a happy face to a pain like a knife.

"Have fun, and remember to call me if you don't come back at night."

Huang Dahai, who didn't realize what happened, was still teasing him, he moved slowly and walked out the door.

The first thread behind the puppet was broken.

In a small makeshift church.

"You are the Messiah, my lord my God"

All the congregation stood together, raised their hands and sang songs, and the joyful singing resounded.

A Dong's girlfriend was also among them, looking intoxicated.

Only Adong is incompatible.

He sat there with bloodshot eyes, lonely and dazed.

It seems that he has not yet recovered from the shock of his best friend's sudden suicide, and it seems that he cannot understand the reason why his ex-girlfriend brought him here.

But soon, he understood.

The gentle middle-aged pastor stood on the stage, smiled and said,
"Thank God. Only by relying on God can sinners like us receive forgiveness and redemption. I am very glad that there is a sister who wants to share with us her experience of being saved and gained grace. We welcome it."

A Dong stared blankly at the woman beside him on the stage.

"I am an ordinary girl. I plan to get married at the age of 29, have a baby at the age of 30, and build my own family step by step."

"A Dong and I met when we were 28 years old. It's a bit late, but it doesn't matter. We saved together and worked hard until last year when we paid the down payment and got engaged."

"But how could I have expected it?" Her face was no longer calm, and her eyes were full of tears, "That night, the police called me and told me that something happened to A Dong's mother, and A Dong was also arrested. .”

"Overnight, I had nothing, nothing but debts"

"I often ask why, why does God put these sufferings on me?" Her face twisted a little, her eyes fell on the speechless man in the crowd, and she roared like a wild animal, "I really hate you, I really hate you!"

All the wounds were opened bloody.

He got up in a state of embarrassment, like a stray dog.

The negative emotions of bipolar disorder surged like waves, and they were about to drown him completely.

In a noisy supermarket.

He tore open the package of chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth frantically. He didn't even notice the puffing of his cheeks, and just kept repeating the action.

One mouthful, one mouthful, another mouthful.

Leaning against the shelf and sliding down, he curled up into a ball, tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

Silently choked up.

She didn't forgive him, she hated him.

No one understood his previous patience and collapse.

What everyone remembers is that his mother died because of him in that accident, and he is a manic-depressive mental patient.

In their eyes, he will not get better.

The crowd in the supermarket gathered to watch him, and they held up their mobile phones to press the shutter.

Click, click.

The second string behind the puppet also broke.

After that,
He found the small hammer under his father's pillow.

With tears in his eyes, he asked Huang Dahai, "Is there any father who uses a hammer to guard against his own son? Is it your problem or my problem?!"

Huang Dahai remained silent with guilt in his eyes.

The hammer fell to the ground with a thud, along with the puppet.

He closed his world again.

He was in the news because of the previous chocolate incident.

Everyone in the unit building knew about his past.

Those smiling faces disappeared, replaced by indifference and fear.

In the deep darkness, only the lovely Mr. Yu still wants to be friends with A Dong.

Although his mother firmly blocked him, Mr. Yu would still secretly tell him stories through the wall every night after his mother was asleep, telling him fairy tales about the little prince, day after day.

"I mentioned it last time. One night, the little prince had a dream about a little fox. The little fox told him."

"If someone falls in love with the most unique flower among these billions of stars, he will already feel happy when he looks at these stars."

"The flower you love is not in danger, it's just living its life on another planet."

"You can get happiness even if it is not around you."

The childish voice of the little boy rang in his ears faintly and clearly.

On the narrow bed, the man curled up, and the tears could not be stopped.

On the lower layer of the bunk bed, listening to the sobbing on the upper bed, the middle-aged man opened his eyes and stayed up all night.

The next day, the neighbors got together and gave Huang Dahai two choices.

Either send A Dong back to the hospital, or the father and son move away.

This time, the father didn't hesitate, but said silently, "Let's move."

Walking along the narrow corridor, he returned to the room, only to find that A Dong was not there.

He was flustered.

on the rooftop.

A Dong and Mr. Yu sat together.

Mr. Yu turned his head and asked him, "Why are all the flowers we planted withered?"

"Maybe it's not suitable for them to live here, maybe...the environment is not good enough."

Mr. Yu was not discouraged, he looked at him seriously and said, "Then let's make this place suitable for them and make this place better."

A Dong was slightly startled, stretched out his hand, and gently touched Mr. Yu's face, "It's dangerous here, let's go back."

Turning around, he saw Huang Dahai with an anxious and worried face.

Looking at the worry in the middle-aged man's eyes, he smiled slightly.

At first he only knew that he was afraid of his son, but now he also knew that he loved his son.

Holding Mr. Yu down, he walked to Huang Dahai's side.

Facing this overwhelmed father, he gave him a gentle hug, "It's all right."

The smile on the corner of his mouth was light and warm.

The flowers in the box withered,

The seeds in my heart sprouted quietly.

He is not a puppet, he is a human being, a normal human being.

When the movie ended, only a line of white text appeared
——The film is adapted from real events.

Looking at the darkened big screen, Liu Zhenzhou let out a sigh of relief.

At some point, he had stopped the pen in his hand to record his thoughts.

The scariest thing is not the mental illness itself, but the prejudice in people's mind.

Mental illness can be cured, but prejudice and prejudice are mountains that cannot be overcome.

Not every mental patient has a warm "Mr. Yu" by his side.

Hearing the low sobs nearby, Liu Zhenzhou sighed silently.

Looking at Yu Cang's position in the first row, he smiled wryly, "I also said that I wanted to make a long review, but I didn't have time to remember anything."

In this [-]-minute movie, Huang Shidong's joy, depression, collapse, and tolerance are all so convincingly interpreted by this young man.

Especially the scene of frantically swallowing chocolate, the feeling of collapse directly reminded him of a scene of the heroine in the movie "A World Without Thieves" many years ago.

In his memory, with his performance in "A World Without Thieves", that one won two actresses in one go.
While he was thinking, the applause in the auditorium had already begun.

For a long time.

"What title should I choose?" Liu Zhenzhou continued to ponder while clapping his hands, "The next actor? Will someone say that I was paid to become a sailor?"

　I know that many book lovers don’t like to read the career line. In fact, it takes more effort for me to write this kind of content. After all, the narrative of the movie is different from the novel, and it needs to be carefully considered and changed. As far as the whole book is concerned, this kind of content must exist. If you directly write that the box office has a lot of good reputation, it will appear very empty, and without actual and reliable career development, there is no way for Yu Cang to have the confidence to make it a matter of course. The public relationship will return to daily life starting tomorrow.

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