1155 Difficult to tell true from false
The bar was extremely lively and noisy, and the entire crew was busy preparing for the first scene. Stanley Charleson and George Strand came to the Pioneer Village in person, and even Woody Allen The little old man also unexpectedly appeared at the scene, and the bustling atmosphere made people indulge in it..
But it was so hot and stuffy that I almost couldn't breathe. It was as if my limbs were tightly bound. No matter how hard I struggled, it was of no avail. The drowning-like suffocation made my whole body sink little by little..
He almost ran away, opened the back door, and left the crowd quietly. He just wanted to escape, far away. He didn't even know where he wanted to escape..
The cold and fresh air rushed into the lungs instantly, the world suddenly became quiet, and my thoughts lingered between the faint smell of smoke on my fingertips..
In a trance, time seemed to start to flow back between the fingers, back to the cold winter three years ago, back to the years before "The Pacific War" was broadcast, before "Buried Alive" was released, back to being alone for a dream The time when I came to New York went back to the time when I was beaten to death but still proudly refused to admit defeat..
Lowering his eyes, his gaze fell on the cigarette between his fingers. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he couldn't tell whether it was bitter or sarcastic. He had not taken out a cigarette for a long time, and this habit had gradually disappeared. But today, I am back to that familiar moment again.
Just like the fragments of childhood in my memory, everything completely blurred the concept of time. The length of three years disappeared in an instant. Everything happened yesterday..
Sometimes, Renly couldn't help but wonder if all this was reincarnation.？
After going around in circles, the role of Le'Veon Davis finally came to him, as if it was destined..
The Coen brothers used "Don Quixote" as inspiration and Dave Van Ronk as the prototype to create the character of Llewyn Davis and the story of "The Ballad of Drunkenness", but in fact, it was based on him. His experiences created this semi-autobiographical story belonging to "Renly Hall"; or in other words, he was once Dave Van Ronk, then became Chu Jiashu, and now he is Renly Hall, What about the future?？
It's a ridiculous idea, but is it really ridiculous?？
The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and he chuckled. There was no need to think, settle, or even analyze..
Everything is really too familiar. As long as you are in it, you can't tell the difference. The boundary between reality and illusion is completely broken-or, in other words, it has never existed. The hazy halo in your sight slowly becomes dense. When I opened it, I seemed to be able to clearly capture the flow of time, and then I returned to that cold winter in early 2010..
tonight, now, at this moment, at the moment.
He was working in the pioneer village, waiting for a chance to perform in a show, and that was how he made ends meet. Not as a waiter, but as a performer, because he was an artist, a "Cleopatra" "La" is very popular and has become the best way for him to make a living. Although his income every night is very meager, he can at least buy a pack of cigarettes or a bottle of beer..
At the same time, he is waiting for his opportunity, a call from the union, an invitation from a performance, and a call from his dream..
Biting the cigarette holder gently, he was about to light the cigarette, but there was a faint bitterness on the tip of his tongue, and he stopped. He didn't know whether this taste was the original taste of the cigarette or the embodiment of the taste of emotions. The focus gradually began to blur. Revealing a trace of confusion and confusion; but it only lasted for a fleeting moment. Then he blinked a few times, took a long breath, held the cigarette in his mouth again, and told himself that he was right..
These insistences are correct.
On this road of dreams and art, he is a wanderer walking alone. However, even if he is running barefoot in the ice and snow, he must proudly raise his head and persevere to reach the end..
madness？
Those who give up insisting on themselves for the sake of life, money, and interests gradually cover up all their edges and personalities and become the same faces in real life, like marionettes. That is the real stupidity .For example, Jim, for example, Troy, and for example... Jane.
If he loses his original innocent heart, if he loses his faith as an artist, if he loses his original intention as a creator, then he will no longer be him, just another product on the assembly line. Living a hard life, losing himself, living a meaningless life, doing nothing, being vulgar and vulgar, this also means that the music he creates will lose its spirituality, the art he creates will no longer be moving, and what he leaves behind The brand will also disappear completely and be completely annihilated in the vast sea of people..
Rather than lingering like this, it would be better to hang him and let him bid farewell to this world completely..
Therefore, even if his mouth is full of bitterness, even if it is freezing cold, even if his body is bruised and bruised, he refuses to change. Even if he burns his life, this is the case..
“Bang." There was a loud noise from behind, "Get ready, it's your turn to play." A shout suddenly exploded in the air, shouting eagerly and impatiently, "Levine? Lewin！”
Yes, that's Le'Veon Davis, he needs to get on the stage and perform.
He lowered his head and looked at the cigarette on his fingertips. He originally wanted to smoke a cigarette, but in the end he still couldn't light it, so he raised his head and said, "Hmm." Then he put the cigarette back into the cigarette case, and quickly Stepping into the door and passing through the long and narrow kitchen passage, my sight suddenly opened up and I saw the stage in the center at a glance..
Standing on the side stage, he thought for a moment, then took off his suit jacket and hung it on the hanger next to him..
The small patch of wetness on the back looks a little funny; but compared to the fluffy suit sleeves and hem, it doesn't seem that important..
I found my guitar in the corner. I held the guitar in one hand and rubbed my hair casually with the other hand to shake off all the moisture that I had just picked up outside the door. Then I walked straight onto the stage and stood in the middle of the room. He sat down on the wooden chair in the center, held the guitar in his arms, pressed the strings gently, and traced them a few times with his fingertips to confirm that the tightness of the strings was in line with his own habits..
The dull guitar strings were sounding irregularly, passing through the buzzing discussion in the bar. It was market-like and popular, and outlined an ordinary atmosphere of fireworks. It was not the kind of elegant art, but something that always accompanies you. Street art, you only need a guitar and a voice to sing loudly.
The bar was still filled with whispers, and no one seemed to notice the changes on the stage..
The lights in the entire bar were dim and hazy, leaving only a creamy-yellow beam of light falling down and covering the wooden chair. Light dust in the air was flying up and down, fluttering sparsely around the shoulders, outlining the figure. From the outline of the body, you can inexplicably smell a trace of vicissitudes and a wandering atmosphere. It seems to be the shirt, and it seems to be the aura..
The messy and unruly golden-brown curly hair still carries cool water vapor, curling up in the dim light. The sparse light and shadow travel between the hair strands, polishing the outline of the facial features and face bit by bit, thick and slender. The shadow cast by the eyelashes covers the expression under the eyes, but it cannot cover up the coolness and wantonness slowly flowing between the eyebrows..
The neatly trimmed beard covered most of his face, but it highlighted the softness of his lips. The slight pout of his lips revealed a little inner anxiety and restraint, but it was fleeting; his eyes focused on the strings. Above, it is as if you are looking at your beloved lover, the deep tenderness and depth make the light and shadow soften..
The world is so noisy and chaotic, but suddenly, an indescribable silence slowly spreads. Time seems to have stopped suddenly..
Anne Silliman gently pulled Paul Walker's sleeve and lowered her voice and said, "Paul, is that Renly?"？”
Worried that his voice would disturb the work of the crew, Paul had to close his ear to Anne's soft words to catch the slightest breath, and then he quietly replied, "Yes, that's Renly. What? Can’t you recognize him?” Paul couldn’t help but raised his lips, “He grew a beard for the filming of this movie..”
Annie shook her head gently, "It's not because of the beard.".”
Afterwards, Anne fell silent. She walked through the bustling crowd and looked at the figure on the stage quietly for a long time without saying a word..
Paul, who had been waiting patiently, almost thought that Anne had nothing to say and was about to sit up straight when the childish voice came to his ears again, "He is Renly, but he doesn't look like Renly.".”
“Doesn't it look like it? "Paul couldn't help but raise his eyes again and looked over..
Anne shook her head firmly, and the image of Renly singing "Beast" a cappella on the Grammy Awards stage once again appeared in her mind. There was a touch of sadness and bitterness between her brows, but she was still proud. I straightened my back and stood in the center of the world, but felt lingering loneliness and loneliness..
Anne was still young and couldn't express it in words. She couldn't tell a reason, but inexplicably, her eyes turned slightly red. She shook her head again and muttered, "Yes, and no." She didn't know what she was talking about. What? After being unable to express anything, he fell silent and sat quietly, staring at Renly intently..
“……I know." Paul said softly, he could understand Anne's thoughts. This is Renly, Renly who always brings surprises every time he performs.
At this moment, he hasn't even started performing yet, he is just sitting on the chair, carefully adjusting the strings, but the slowly flowing emotions and temperament have been outlined. It seems that everything is the same, but everything has changed.
“He was Renly, but now he's Levaine," Paul explained gently..
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