Chapter 390: Baptism of mind and body
The atmosphere was slightly stalemate.
The driver glanced secretly, and then discovered that Anson was still standing there. He hurriedly looked away, trying his best to hide his presence, and finally extinguished his arrogance.
At this time, Ansen stopped being reluctant and glared at the person. He turned around and walked towards the old lady again. He packed up the things in a few clicks, stuffed them into a brown paper bag, and handed them to the old lady. .
The car left the scene in a hurry, and his panic could be seen from the taillights of the car.
The briefly blocked traffic finally resumed, and Anson stood on the side of the road and said "sorry" to the drivers behind him.
For a short while, Anson withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the old woman.
The old woman's hands and feet were still inconvenient, and she still had not adjusted the position of the brown paper bag in her arms. She was about to fall again. Ansen quickly stepped forward to help hold it up.
The old lady looked at Anson.
“Thank you, sorry, I mean, thank you, really.”
The old woman was confused. She didn't know whether to apologize or thank her for a moment. Her trembling voice was filled with guilt and uneasiness.
Anson waved his hand, "Little things."
"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes, and sometimes needs help. This is normal. There is no need to feel guilty because of such small things."< br>
The old lady nodded gently, took out two oranges from the brown paper bag and handed them over.
Anson was taken aback for a moment, and took it politely without refusing, "Then I'm not polite." Then he looked around, "Do I need to find a taxi for you?"
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The old lady shook her head repeatedly, "My house is just around the corner..."
Before she could continue her words, a call came from the wind.
"Anson..."
"Jesus Christ, Anson!"
One after another, four staff members caught up with them out of breath. Scattered away in a flash, the pale faces were covered with sweat, as if they had just experienced torture, and their lips were still trembling.
The scene before me was a little funny.
Reason, finally returned to the body——
He is Anson, Anson Wood, this is his second life. There is no need to deny those memories, but there is no need to get hurt again, because those scars and setbacks are the reason why you are who you are now.
Just like today.
It was precisely because of those experiences in his previous life that he felt the beauty and charm of method acting for the first time, and once again experienced the joy of working as an actor.
Indescribably wonderful.
He should not and does not need to escape, and there is no need to be afraid or injured. Instead, he should face it bravely and embrace the darkness of the past.
Whether it’s filming or being a teenager, they are all brand new stories, and the past will not be repeated again.
Taking a step back, even if it happens again, he is no longer a novice now, right?
Involuntarily, Anson raised his head again and looked around, trying to find the figure of the boy and the woman, but there was only the busyness of the street.
Maybe they will never meet again, but Anson just wants to tell the boy: This is not the end, and this should not be the end.
I let out a breath and finally regained my senses.
Then, Anson realized that he ran out so recklessly, the entire crew was probably frightened, and they didn’t know what the director would say.
Rarely, Anson was also scratching his head.
He told a staff member to personally escort the old lady to her residence on the corner of the street. He said goodbye to the old lady in a hurry, and then ran back with the others.
"Slow down, Anson, slow down."
"I will inform the director to find you now, you don't need to be so anxious."
As soon as he saw Anson running away, a staff member Both of them were so scared that their legs went weak.
The staff member who stayed at the end took a long breath and expressed his gratitude. He originally thought that staying here would be a hard job, but now it seems that he is completely lucky.
"Young man, who is he? He looks like a busy man."
"Oh, Anson? He's an actor, and we're working on a set."
"Anson?"
"Wood. Anson-Wood."
Though no He jogged all the way, but Anson returned to the crew as soon as possible. As soon as he entered the door, Anson apologized repeatedly, which made the on-site staff stunned. This short ten minutes this afternoon was so exciting.
First, the whole crew was outraged because of Anson's "do it again", and then because of Anson's outstanding performance, he turned the tide and conquered the audience. Finally, because of Anson's sudden action, the crew was in chaos.
This?
Then someone couldn't help but complained, "For what reason?"
The words were thorny, but there was no smell of gunpowder.
Anson followed the voice and looked over, "I'll treat you to the first round after get off work tonight."
Full mark answer——
For the crew members, going home after get off work is not the first choice, but the bar. No one can refuse a glass of beer after get off work.
Roar.
Someone cheered immediately.
Anson added, "Tomorrow's afternoon tea is also on my side, everyone can order as much as you like."
Ho ho ho.
The situation turned around in one second, and everyone burst into laughter. The atmosphere was really lively.
Anson kept walking and walked all the way to the monitor to find the director.
Steven was not prepared to scold Anson, there was no need at all, and it was too late to praise and praise; he planned to take the responsibility on himself, reward the crew, and do a favor for Anson, although he There's no need to worry about the imps, but Anson is different.
But I didn’t expect it.
Seeing this scene, Steven laughed and couldn't help but make a joke. He folded his hands on his chest and lowered his face to look serious.
"So, what about me?"
Anson looked at Steven and smiled, "Director, please forgive me."
While speaking, he stretched out his right hand .
Steven:?
Steven spread his right hand, and Anson put something on it.
An orange.
Steven couldn't keep up with the rhythm and was confused, "What is this?"
Anson raised another orange in his hand, "An unexpected reward from an angel. Director, thank you for your hard work.”
Steven was stunned for a moment, not knowing what this guy was talking about, but looking at the oranges that appeared inexplicably in his hands, he and Anson were the only ones in the audience, obviously. It was special, ridiculous and funny, and a smile crept up to the corners of my mouth.
Then.
Anson leaned towards Steven, "Director, do we need to do it again?"
This was asking about the effect of the shooting just now.
To be honest, Anson was completely immersed in the character and didn't know what was happening outside, so he still needed to confirm with the director.
Position, now reverse it.
Anson feels that he has released himself 100% without reservation, but if the director still thinks it is not possible or thinks that the previous version is better...
After all, the perspectives of the director and the actor are still very different, and in the end it is still It should be based on the director.
Steven glanced at Anson, and it was rare to see a little anxiety in this young man. He originally wanted to play a prank on Anson, but he didn't realize that the corners of his mouth were raised, and the words he spoke were also... Just bring some joy.
"Very good. Keep it up. We should prepare for the next shooting."
Even Steven himself didn't realize it, and he began to look forward to it.
The smile on Anson's lips rose completely. He turned around and looked at the bustling crowd in the small apartment. He opened his arms as if to make a declaration.
“Very good, did you hear that? Prepare for the next plane and head towards the end of the day!”
Boom.
The whole audience burst into laughter, applause and whistles, it was very lively.
(End of this chapter)