The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 451 Stunning in the Wind and Dust
When the troupe encounters troublemakers in the middle of the performance, the actor's expression becomes solemn and worried. At this time, the expressions of the spectators next to him are quite different. For the spectators, the troupe is lively, and the troupe is smashed Lively, both lively are lively.

As far as she is concerned, she is going to send her son to study with a teacher this time, and she is worried about her son's future.

A rioter yelled: "What kind of dirty stuff dares to show its face here!"

Although she is a prostitute in a brothel, she is also a mother. Seeing the scene in front of her, she wanted her son to be good, but what she saw now was not as good as she imagined. It is misery.

Until now, I took my son to see the theater troupe owner, but was told that his son was born with six fingers and could not eat opera food.

At the beginning he asked the class leader to accept his son, there was a smile in the middle, but the whole thing was serious, until this time, the actor smiled charmingly and said with tears: "As long as you accept him, you can do whatever you want, don't dislike us .”

Yan looked at Meixing, full of dusty smell, but Cheng Feng saw the solemnity of the dusty woman as a mother.

Every frown and smile is full of helplessness in the world, the misery of a weak woman in the world of mortals!
Cheng Feng carefully watched the actor's performance at this moment, his facial expressions and movements changed continuously, except for the gorgeous emotional switch, at this moment, the actress started to kneel from sitting.

Cheng Feng was keenly aware that this kneeling action was different from other mediocre actors, the feeling presented by this actress's action was just one word - slippery!

She slid from the chair to the floor. When Cheng Feng saw this action, the description that popped up in his mind was soft and boneless, adding three points of dust, five points of helplessness, and two points of unwillingness!
Such a character can be solemn when she is a mother, but she has no choice but to take out what she can, which is undoubtedly her body.

But Wang Peiyu, who was on the sidelines, was different from Cheng Feng in that she didn't pay attention to Yanhong's words, begging, hints, etc., but Xiaodouzi on the side.

Just imagine a child standing aside and quietly watching what happened to his mother and the class leader. After careful consideration, it is a cutscene for others, but this scene is the tragedy of the child's life. Now Wang Peiyu can only be silent sighed, and comforted himself: "Fortunately, it's a movie, it's just a movie..."

In the shooting scene, seeing this bright red woman kneeling down, the class leader immediately waved his hand and said: "Don't tell me! They are all low-level, who hates who?

If the patriarch does not reward you with food, no one else will! "

The class leader stood up and helped Yanhong. At this time, the pigeon whistle in the sky of Beiping City sounded again, and there was a cry of sharpening scissors from the alley.

In an instant, this prostitute named Yanhong, with a flash of madness on her young face, got up and dragged her son away, completely opposite to when she came, and led Xiaodouzi to the alley outside the compound in a hurry.

She is a kiln sister in the eyes of others, a slut, and the last whore of the low class, but she is a mother from beginning to end, if God doesn't give my son a bowl of food, I will fight for a bowl of food for him!
Yanhong pulled Xiaodouzi and squatted in the corner, the two faced each other, Yanhong pulled up the cloth around her neck with trembling fingers, covering Xiaodouzi's face.

"Mother, your hands are cold, they're freezing." Xiaodouzi arrived without knowing why.

Yanhong helped Xiaodouzi to a bench by the side of the road, put the hand with six fingers on the bench, pressed it with one hand, picked up the kitchen knife with the other hand and held it against the bench, aimed at the sixth finger, and mouthed Breathing, then cut without hesitation.

Shout out!
Xiaodouzi twitched, slowly pulled the cloth off his face, and looked at his bloody hand.

what-----! ! ! !

In the compound, there was a hissing sound at this moment, the sound was bitingly cold, sharp like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts.

Cheng Feng watched the wonderful performances of the actors, and marveled at how a supporting actor handled the prostitute as a mother with amazing details!

I was also pleasantly surprised by the performance of the child actor, but at the moment when the finger was cut off, he felt distressed for the character in Cheng Dieyi's story from the bottom of his heart.

The moment the finger was severed was no different from that man being eunuched. At this moment Cheng Feng knew that from then on, Xiaodouzi's manly personality would be stripped away until he was completely perfected and lost.

Heavy drums, mixed with pigeon whistles, metal percussion, buzzing, tense, long, deep...

Yanhong rushed back to the courtyard with Xiaodouzi in her arms while weeping silently. The child was crying, which was a cry of fear from the heart.

As soon as he entered the hall, Xiaodouzi hid under the table, Yan Hong knelt on the ground and pulled it with his hands, Xiaodouzi aimlessly raised his bloody hand and kept running around.

There was a group of people around the house, a large group of children stared blankly at everything.

Xiaodouzi took a step forward, rushed out of the main room, yelled and ran around, and instinctively hid wherever there was no one.

"Catch him!" The class leader ordered the disciples loudly.

Hiding XZ, at this time Cheng Dieyi, he is alone, no one protects him, he is only a child of six or seven years old, the world seems so incompatible with him at this moment, everyone is besieging him , as if he was just a fish living upstream.

After a while, Xiaodouzi was pulled back to the living room, and knelt down in front of the table. There were two incense candles on the table, which seemed to be an incense table for apprentices.

Cheng Feng looked at the actor who played the role of Xiaodouzi's mother. The actor seemed to be around 20 years old. He might not be sure whether he graduated or not. Cheng Feng was moved.

If it is said that Cheng Feng was amazed at the acting skills of this actress, from the pitiful strength of the fake cry at the beginning, to the firmness of forcing the apprentice later, to the sudden stretching of the brow with some flattery, to the final kneeling, all in one go .

So at this moment, Cheng Feng admired her acting talent.

Looking at this actor again, the tips of his hair are drooping, his eyes are opened blankly, without any emotion, like an ancient well where no waves can be seen. No one knows whether the ignorance of fulfilling wishes or the ignorance of separating flesh and blood.

Cheng Feng didn't know either, the only thing he knew was that at this moment, as Cheng Dieyi's biological mother, she was sad, it was the pain embedded in the bone marrow, her numb eyes were already filled with tears, and her rouge lips were dazed. open.

The blood of his own child was on his hand, and with the blood-stained hand, he repeatedly combed the ends of the hair that fell on his cheek. The only trace of fear that could be seen was the woman's trembling fingertips.

The blood stained her beautiful face, and she just watched and stared at the son she raised without saying a word.

On the other side, the class leader gently put down a piece of paper on the table, and someone else took Xiaodouzi's bloody hand and pressed on the paper, leaving a bloodstain.

At this moment, Xiaodouzi looked back and shouted: "Mom!"

But he found that no matter whether it was the house or the courtyard, it was already empty, and his mother had disappeared, as if she didn't exist at all.

(End of this chapter)