Chapter 394 Amazing Charm

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Chen Anzhi is a rare director who can balance commercial and artistic pursuits, so in his movies, you can see not only the insight and thinking of human nature, but also the rich and wonderful plot.

His new film is the same. The type of story is suspense, but it also explores the alienation of people in modern society. The plot and theme complement each other.

"You play An Ran, a woman who is forced into a desperate situation by pressure. She takes risks and does not hesitate to commit crimes. It seems that her humanity has been annihilated, but she still retains a trace of conscience." Chen Anzhi said, putting the script on the coffee table, "This is a very complicated character, no matter which actor, it is a big challenge."

Ye Shengge has been attracted by this story. She pulled her hand out-this time, the man did not stop her-picked up the script, turned to a certain page, and muttered something.

"Can I try a paragraph?" She looked at Chen Anzhi eagerly.

Chen Anzhi nodded slightly: "Of course."

Ye Shengge laughed, immediately lowered her head to look at the script, wrote down a few lines, and then closed her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, her temperament had completely changed.

"He must die." Ye Shengge said, "Listen, things have come to this point, he must die."

Her voice was very low, almost without any ups and downs, her face was as cold as ice, and every subtle expression on her face revealed strength and impatience.

Seeing this, Chen Anzhi read the lines with her: "No, I can't, that's... killing people!"

"You have no choice." She suddenly raised her voice, her eyebrows throbbing violently, revealing a neurotic smile, "Only the dead can keep secrets! Otherwise, we will all be finished!"

Her tone became more intense, but hidden under this strength was the fear of being on the verge of despair. She seemed aggressive, but in fact, she was like a drowning person, desperately calling for help, as if she was eager for someone to stop her.

Chen Anzhi continued to read the lines: "No...if you want to do it, do it yourself!"

Ye Shengge looked at him and seemed to shudder fiercely.

The redemption she was waiting for never appeared, so she had to take this step in the end.

"Okay, then I'll do it." She opened her eyes wide and spit out these words, and a smile floated on her face like a mask, as if she had finally killed herself while saying this.

...

Ji Shiting was sitting next to her, his black eyes staring at her without blinking, as if he didn't want to miss any of her micro-expressions.

This was the first time he saw Ye Shengge get into the play.

He never thought that this usually heartless woman who seemed to care nothing would actually bloom with such amazing charm when performing. That kind of charm has nothing to do with the character itself, but with the huge contrast she showed. At this moment, she seemed to abandon herself and completely put herself into the role, and at the same time formed a huge vortex, allowing the audience to unconsciously follow her into the play and feel her joys and sorrows.

Ji Shiting's pupils had unconsciously shrunk to the extreme, and there was a bit of heat in his eyes.

This scene lasted only a minute. For Chen Anzhi, he had seen what he wanted to see.

"That's enough." He laughed.

Ye Shengge blinked slightly in confusion, and it took a while for him to regain clarity.