Lin Ling was completely in character.
Over the years, because of her work, she had participated in the production and review of many films and television dramas.
But in fact, he did not have much empathy for the acting industry.
As for their emotional outpouring in the plot and story, it was often due to their solid acting skills.
But now, she realized that she was wrong.
A good script, a good story.
Indeed, it could bring people in endlessly and make them unable to extricate themselves.
Put all your emotions and emotions into it!
Lu Ze's 'Grandmaster' was like this!
She didn't even act, she just read.
He had already developed a strong empathy for the character.
The light was a little dazzling.
His tone was filled with the ups and downs of life.
Right now, she did not have much time to sigh and feel sorry for him.
The story continued, as the leader and the narrator.
She had to finish this 'movie' and let this part of her life 'end.'
The pages rustled and flipped like a song.
Her clear voice drifted into the cool air.
"In 1945, the mountains and rivers were reorganized, and hope appeared again.”
"Gong Er went abroad to study medicine, and Ye Wen went to Xiangjiang to open a museum.”
"Life turns, and we will eventually meet in another way.”
"1919 Wuling Year Zero, New Year's Eve, Xiangjiang.”
Lin Ling smiled.
The timeless BGM constructed by the light music pierced through the night and flowed slowly.
Time seemed to have slowed down a little, and the scene seemed to have become clearer and warmer.
"Ye Wen found Gong Er in Hong Kong. Just like ten years ago, they strolled side by side in the rainy night alley.”
"Mr. Ye, you didn't come to see me just to see a doctor, right?”
"I want to see the Gong family's 64 hands again.”
"I could see it ten years ago, but now..."
"Ten years ago, I planned to go to the northeast. I even made a coat, but I couldn't go because of the war. He didn't leave his coat behind, only a button. It was a memento.”
Lin Ling's voice was full of sadness and regret.
The music behind the scenes was soothing and filled with helplessness and loneliness.
The fourth song's background music matched as usual.
It seemed to be carved in time, indicating the direction of the future.
"In the winter of 1952, Gong Er stopped practicing medicine.”
"The last time she met Ye Wen was at the theater.”
BGM, stop.
Lin Ling looked up and couldn't help but look into the darkness behind her.
At this moment, she was deeply immersed in her role.
He seemed to have mistaken himself for Gong Er.
Lu Ze was naturally the last Ye Wen to meet.
"The song on the stage is 'A Casanova's Dream'.”
"Gong Er is sitting in the crowd, smiling and snorting.”
"Mr. Ye, if I didn't learn boxing when I was young and insisted on learning drama, perhaps things would be different now.”
"I'll sing on stage, you watch from below the stage."
"Thinking about that kind of encounter, it's quite interesting.”
Below the stage, the people who were immersed in the " plot " heard Lin Ling's " lines ".
They all felt as if their hearts had been gently pinched by a hand.
The regret hidden in the words finally resonated deeply with them and touched them!
It was also at this moment that the beam of light that had disappeared for a long time lit up again.
Lu Ze's tall and silent figure appeared clearly in front of everyone.
However, this time, he did not sit in front of the microphone stand, nor did he have any instruments by his side.
An Jing stood in the pillar of light with her hands behind her back. Her gaze was complicated.
After a few seconds of silence, he raised his head and looked at Lin Ling.
A bitter smile appeared on his face as he spoke.
"Actually, you've been learning how to act in life. You've been learning how to sing, read, act, and fight.”
"You sang very well, but you still lacked one thing.”
"Unfortunately, I was just a little bit away from turning around.”
Instantly, everyone heard Lu Ze's deep voice.
He felt his scalp go numb. Spacetime was in chaos!
This damned dream combination!
At this moment, they could clearly see Ye Wen, who had been living in the story!
This was an excellent conversation design.
Just the moment he opened his mouth, they were completely immersed in the storm and regret of this Jianghu.
The seven contestants could only sigh.
Even Hua Chengyu couldn't say a word.
This person was too terrifying.
It was fine if they crushed them in terms of composition and singing.
He actually had such a deep foundation when it came to making up stories, writing about life, and acting.
This lesson was too vivid and profound!
The air was silent.
Lin Ling also looked back.
She smiled gently, looking extremely charming.
"I'm going back to my hometown, Mr. Ye.”
"Before I leave, I have a few words to say to you.”
"I met you at the best time"
Lu Ze's light pillar dimmed again.
Lin Ling continued, and a tune flowed in time and space at the same time.
Gentle and soothing, ethereal and melancholic.
A few random melodies brought the atmosphere to the extreme.
"Mr. Ye, I want to say something."
"It's my luck that I met you at the best time.”
"Unfortunately, I don't have time."
"Think about it, saying that there is no regret in life is just saying it out of spite.”
Lin Ling lowered her eyebrows. Her tone seemed to be relieved, but it was actually the most reluctant emotion.
"Life would be so boring if there were no regrets.”
A smile appeared on her face.
The power of the words caused waves to rise in everyone's hearts.
"Life would be so boring if there were no regrets.”
No matter who was present.
From this sentence, they found a strong resonance and brought back countless memories.
Then, Lu Ze's deep and hoarse voice sounded.
All these resonances and memories were completely frozen in time, forgotten in the scenery.
Perhaps he was the only one who used the lyrics.
This was the best commentary on Ye Wen and Gong Er's life and encounter.
The third song, only the first line.
It was destined to be recorded in the annals of the nine provinces 'music scene.
"In the past, now, the past will never come again."
"Red, fallen leaves, buried in the dust."
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