Carl Lund (carl-lund) looked deeply at Lan Li in front of him, involuntarily, tears blurred his eyes.

The steady and gentle voice dragged slowly under the dim light of the bar, like a kite flying under the blue sky of autumn, with its curled tail hunting and hunting under the strong wind; the boundless sky can't see the edge at all, The forest, the ocean and the earth are not visible in sight. The disappearance of the horizon makes the whole world infinite, but the kite still soars lonely, lonely and sad.

Suddenly, the kite string in his hand broke. With a clatter, before even having time to react, the tiny kite was swallowed by large swaths of blue and disappeared without a trace.

The emotion of loneliness to the extreme, loss to the extreme, desolation to the extreme, and vicissitudes to the extreme, hit the chest fiercely. There was no time and space for people to react. The weight of despair pressed **** the heart, making the whole person He started to fall freely, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't grasp any support, he could only fall endlessly and escape into nothingness.

Carl stared at Lan Li in such a daze, his blurred vision reflected the faint halo of light, like a kaleidoscope, bright and dazzling, but isolated the whole world, the surrounding scenes drifted away, leaving only himself alone. A person standing in place.

All this happened so suddenly and so quickly that Carl couldn't hide it at all, so he sat helplessly on the spot, his lonely back showing a sense of sadness.

Lan Li turned his head and saw the despair and fragility in the eyes of the old homeless man in front of him, as if a drowning man was crying for help. This emotion was too real and too sincere, awakening Lan Li's deep heart. The memory of the place. However, he is powerless. He cannot help everyone. Sometimes, he can't even help himself.

He retracted his gaze, looked at the bottle of beer in his hand, lifted it up and took a big sip, the cold touch made him a little refreshed. Now, he is no longer Chu Jiashu, he is no longer the Chu Jiashu who is tied to the hospital bed and can't fly again.

When the line of sight was cut off, Carl caught the struggle in those deep eyes, fleeting, which was deeply imprinted in Carl's mind.

Carl quickly turned his head, poured all the remaining beer into his throat in one breath, wiped the warmth in his eye sockets indiscriminately, his emotions were still surging, but his sanity had gradually returned.

They all saw it, he was so, Tony-kaye (tony-kaye) was so, so was Woody Allen.

He originally thought that the young man in front of him was a very interesting actor.

The appearances presented in the two works "Buried alive" and "Pacific War" are far from real life. Even when he saw it at first sight, he did not recognize each other at all, if it weren't Woody. Given a positive hint, he might be about to miss it.

This subtle change in temperament shows that Lan Li's solid performance skills, as well as delicate acting control. This is too rare for a 21-year-old young man. If this is the case, no matter how the media praised it, it cannot be considered an exaggeration.

Therefore, both he and Tony became interested in Lan Li, and he came over to start a conversation.

But I didn't expect that under that youthful, wanton, and polite skin, there was a soul who could see through the vicissitudes of the world. That paragraph of Allan Poe's text, between the jumping and changing of his voice, easily touched the weakness in his heart, and hit it hard, one after another.

The fragility that hides loneliness and loneliness, like an invisible and intangible mist, entangled in the depths of the soul, but never disappeared.

In addition to Lan Li, Carl could not think of a more suitable actor to play the leading actor in his script.

To be more precise, they once had another candidate, Adrian Brody.

The youngest Oscar winner in film history, since the "pianist", his career has fallen into a deadlock. But it is undeniable that the calm and gloomy, sad and lonely temperament of Adrian really meets their requirements for the male protagonist.

However, Tony always believes that Adrian's temperament is too gloomy, but lacks a quality. It's like winter in New York. It's similar to London, but it's not London after all.

Carl said he couldn't understand. Because Tony is not clear at all, what exactly is that "trait" is just a vague intuition. As a screenwriter, Carl didn't understand Tony's feelings at all. He even felt that Tony was making trouble out of nowhere, as the artist always emphasized, "It feels wrong, it just feels wrong".

But today, Carl finally understands.

In Lan Li's body, there is a kind of indifferent and alienated temperament, everything is quiet, calm, and introverted. From the appearance alone, there is no difference at all, just like the first time we met just now; but after slowly testing in, we can quietly see the fragility entangled in the depths of the soul.

From the outside, the temperament of Lan Li and Adrian is completely different. Adrian is like a continuous rainy day, thin and gloomy; Lan Li can even smell the smell of the sun, just like the three o'clock in the early summer afternoon. Lazy sunshine, gentle but not dazzling.

But when you take a closer look, Adrian's gloom is just gloomy, but his temperament stays at a certain level, unable to continue to dig deeper; but in Lan Li, there are endless possibilities, just like one This huge book makes people want to keep reading.

This made Carl begin to describe in his mind the appearance of Lan Li as his actor, like a ray of sunlight that sheds through the haze of New York. Everyone thought it was enough to bring warm sunlight, but when he started, he only felt it. The bitter cold, the despair wrapped in hope, is so bitter that people can't make a sound.

Now Carl finally understands why Woody vetoed Adrian and specifically recommended Renly. Because Lanli is the perfect and only choice.

What Carl is most curious about is that Lan Li is an excellent actor, even an excellent actor. The Emmy and Sundance are definitely just the tip of the iceberg. Then, if Lan Lilai interprets this script, it will be What kind of spark did the collision produce?

Aside from this, it is worth thinking about how did Woody capture this kind of temperament in Lan Li?

The usual Lan Li is like a pool of clear spring water, calm and bitter, one glance down, but you can't see the depth at all; and in the two works of "Pacific War" and "Buried alive", Lan Li's performances are also Did not show such a deep and mixed temperament. So why does Woody recommend Renly so steadfastly?

Carl suddenly became a little curious: What will Renly's live performance look like? What will Renly's music look like?

"Cough cough." Carl cleared his throat, cheered himself up, and looked at Lan Li again. "Do you like Poe too?"

"No, I don't like it." Lanly's answer was unexpected. He shook his head. "If I had to choose, I would choose arthur-rimbaud."

Carl was a little surprised, but after thinking about it, he was relieved, and nodded with a chuckle, "Rambo is like the gorgeous golden sunshine and blooming flowers in summer, and Ellen is like the winter in London, never seen. bright."

"At least the soul of London is warm." Carlton paused after Lan Li's response. He watched Lan Li carefully for a while, a warm smile flowed through his eyes, and nodded in agreement, "Maybe, this is it. London and New York are different."

Lan Li shrugged, noncommittal.

Carl adjusted his sitting posture, facing Lan Li, "I want to solemnly invite you to perform in a work."

Seeing Lan Li’s projected eyes, Carl organized the language and said seriously, "This is a drama with a heavy tone. From the perspective of a substitute teacher, it tells a story about education, but it is not a death poem. The type of society; it’s more about people discovering themselves, facing themselves squarely, and returning to society and themselves.”

Carl noticed the ridiculous smile on Lan Li's mouth~lightnovelpub.net~ and he immediately reacted. In fact, "Death Poetry Society" is also a story about finding oneself, sticking to oneself, and embracing oneself. This made Carl couldn't help but smile.

He thought about it again, "What I want to show is the influence exerted by the family and society on education. You know, from the standpoint of the teacher, what he sees is the students that have formed, and every student's body All reflect their family, class, culture, and ethnic background. Teachers need to impart not only knowledge, but also morals and concepts."

This time, Carl's words became smoother, he was immersed in his thoughts, and said incessantly, the decadence and sadness between his eyebrows lingered. Lan Li guessed that maybe Carl felt the same way, maybe in the past, or now, he was facing a similar predicament.

"But the problem is that if the family and society do not pay enough attention, then the teacher can give students, there is really limited. Therefore, I conceived the role of such a teacher, he is a teacher, he is the child of his parents, he It is still possible for an adult to become someone’s father. He will inevitably receive the influence of family education, but now he needs to strip off this influence and bring more hope to the students.”

Carl stopped abruptly, raised his head and looked at Lan Li seriously, "I think no one is more suitable for the role of teacher except you. You are the perfect candidate."

Seeing that eyes full of sincerity and earnestness, the scorching light has an infinitely powerful force, riding the wind and waves.

The corners of Lan Li's mouth rose up, revealing a gentle smile, and said directly but politely, "Mr., you haven't introduced yourself yet?" ()

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