"The gravel path that is usually difficult to walk has made him stagger even more now. A muffled groan in his throat and finally fell down."

"The hard gravel path, the left hand covering the abdomen, pressed against the knife edge, and the fingers that were trapped in the flesh seemed to touch their own intestines, and the blood flowing on their forehead blurred their vision."

"The first ray of dawn in the morning illuminated, gradually passing through the top of the mountains and shone on a wooden house on the hillside."

"He, who had been wandering on the edge of collapse, breathed a little breath and bit his lower lip, which was blood-filled, and pulled back the little consciousness to his mind."

"Then stretch out the right hand, plucked the gravel hard, climbed upwards, dyeing the gray-white gravel passing by into purple, which was so charming under the illumination of winter!"

After lunch, Gan Guohua looked at his son opposite him and said, "Continue."

"There is nothing to read at the end, just three gunfires sounded in the jungle."

Gan Tao explained after taking a cold mouthful of boiled water.

Since his family received this script called "The Murderer", Gan Guohua has not driven him out to work.

Instead, he listened to him reading scripts, read the novel "The Murderer" every day, and even read a letter from director Qi Jian, who was very sincere in his audition invitation.

After reading it for a few days, he also thought about the role of Li Tiangou in "The Murderer". However, it is more important than accompanying his father to complete the last journey of his life!

"Oh, the days before were really hard. There were village tyrants who were ignorant of the law, and there were also villagers who ignored everything. There were also many people like Li Tiangou who used his life to safeguard national laws and regulations!"

"Dad, how did I read that I have more personal revenge? As for the grievances he suffered, everyone would think about taking revenge, right?"

The power and water were cut off, my wife was almost raped, and I was stabbed to the heart. The family was not as good as a dog when they lived on the mountainside. There may be justice, but he always felt that the protagonist Li Tiangou in the novel was more for avenging his personal revenge.

Gan Guohua glanced at him: "It depends on what you think. Looking at the world with kindness means serving the country and the people and safeguarding national property; using malicious intentions means avenging private revenge!"

"You have been praised to heaven since you were a child, but you have been ridiculed more often, so you like to look at people at the disadvantage from the bottom of your heart. This is not good. The ancients said: When a person is born, he is good in nature!"

He shook his head without comment and said, "Dad, you don't know what you are doing at home. The popular saying now is that when people are born, they are evil in nature!"

After Gan Guohua finished coughing, he pushed away his son who was patting him on the back and sneered: "It's ridiculous!"

"You go, go to the audition, and leave this novel."

He put his head on: "I didn't want to act either."

"Whether you can play it is the director's speech. If I were the director, I would not have chosen you as an actor. Li Tiangou is not a simple character. He has tenacity, bloodiness, and is ready to die. It is not something you can play it."

He said dissatisfiedly: "Dad, you are my child and you are using provocation."

He has been filming for several years and has participated in four movies. The three shortlisted for the international film festival include "Suzhou River", "Bicycle" and "Purple Butterfly".

Among them, Xiao Gui, the role of "Bicycle", not only won the Young Actor Award at the Berlin Film Festival that year, but also one of the contenders for the best actor.

With so many honors, they are not recognized by Gan Guohua.

"Where I go there, I'm serious. If you really get selected by the director, you will know that Li Tiangou is not easy to play."

He laughed again, "Okay, no matter what you said, I won't go!"

"When I read the script, I heard that you like the story of "The Murderer". I know my own body best, and I can survive this winter."

In order to say such a long passage in a row, Gan Guohua held back the cough in his throat to prove to his son that his health was fine.

"Go, it's not a big deal to be at home all day, and your dad's complexion has improved a lot recently, and he has coughed a lot less at night!"

Jiang Mei, who was holding a palm-leaf fan in her hand, suffusing her son and suffusing her man, also advised.

"real?"

He looked at Gan Dad and Gan Mom suspiciously.

After the two nodded at the same time, he frowned and said, "Dad, mom, then I'll go to the capital first. If the director is not satisfied, I'll be back?"

Gan Guohua asked him in a hurry and stood up: "You're going like that?"

"If you don't go like this, how can you go?"

"I'm impatient! I'm not going to succeed!"

Gan Guohua coughed and cursed, explaining: "The geographical location described in the novel is around the mountain province. There are many dialects in the book. You can go to the mountains to squat for a few months before going for an interview."

He couldn't believe it: "Dad, do you also know that you need to experience life when filming?"

"I don't know, but if you don't go, why should you let the director choose you? Is it good-looking?"

"Dad, you are awesome!"

He finished speaking frivolously, let his parents smile easily, then raised his thumbs up, and then said, "I hit the nail on the head! Dad, do you have any other good suggestions?"

"The last sentence: Listening too much will make people lose their ability to think."

After Gan Guohua finished speaking, he smiled rarely and relaxed: "Okay, you have washed all the ink in your belly."

"Mom, do you have to say a few words?"

Jiang Mei glared at him: "Go and come back early after filming the movie."

The package he was about to take away had already been packed. He dropped the driver's seat and looked deep at his parents who were lowering his head by the window, and said, "Mom, call me if you have something at home."

"I know, I know, the mountains must be cold, so wear more clothes."

"Yeah!" He focused heavily.

The car slowly drove away from Gan's doorstep. In the rearview mirror, the parents who were standing by the roadside were getting smaller and smaller and blurry.

...

Mountain Province, an unknown small town.

Compared with the stable asphalt roads in Jiangzhou, the roads in Shancheng are much worse.

As soon as the bus left the city, it began to rush. The dust outside the car window was so big that it was impossible to see the scenery along the way. Only occasionally flashed and the shadows of the towering mountain suddenly jumped into the eyes.

The middle section of the bus.

As soon as he got into the car, he grabbed the window seat and thought that he could enjoy the scenery along the way. Gan Tao, who had closed the window, touched his butt from time to time, which was so painful that he was half-pulled. He wondered if his butt was already red and swollen at this moment.

It's been a week since I left home.

A week ago, he contacted Qi Jian, who is also a native of Jiangsheng and is also the director of the film "The Murderer".

During the hotel that Zhou Qing had booked in advance, he told Qi Jian sincerely that he had no confidence in the interview now and hoped that the investors, producers, and directors could postpone his audition time for a period of time.

If the three parties are in a hurry to start filming, or if there is a more suitable candidate, he will turn around and go home.

After hearing his statement, Qi Jian asked him how long it took. After hearing two months to half a year, he made a decision alone: ​​"I will wait for you for half a year!"

He didn't know that just after he settled the bill and sent Qi Jian into the taxi, Qi Jian in the car kept squinting at the hotel, muttering: "Actor, this is the real actor!"

I asked a group of friends and checked out several places on the map. He asked Jiang Mei to record his assistant Zhou Qing's mobile phone number. After he settled, he would send the address to Zhou Qing to prevent the mountain from being unable to contact him.

In this way, he embarked on a journey of life experience to interpret the role in the play.

Compared to shopping in Beijing alleys like playing in "Bicycle", he was particularly serious this time.

He wants to prove to Gan Guohua, whose life has come to an end. Gan Tao is still the same Gan Tao when he was a child. Gan Tao is just like a genius when he was a child. He has no ability to heal his father's stubborn disease, but he must let his father leave with a smile!

"Abashan has arrived. At the last stop, get off all the buses."

"Hey, get off the car, why are you standing there stupidly?"

The driver was full of dialect in the local dialect, and he was anxious and fast. He didn't understand a word. Seeing that the passengers on the bus were all pushing forward with their families, he asked, "Is it the last stop?"

The driver said impatiently: "Yes, get off, get off!"

He kept holding his backpack in his arms and followed the passengers out of the car, followed him and followed the earthen road not far away. His destination should be the "Aba Village" at the end of the road.

"Dad, which Aunt Guilan is?"

‘Aba Village’ is surrounded by mountains on three sides and there is only one road to the village. The stranger who suddenly visited made many villagers look curious, so he simply asked an old man about the target person.

Aunt Guilan is a relative of an employee of Zhou Yi. The two are related by blood, so Zhou Qing found this line for him.

Otherwise, he would not dare to jump into the mountains by himself.

The father kept shaking his head, making him wonder whether he didn't understand Mandarin or whether there was no such person in the village.

It would be troublesome if I didn’t have this person. It would be so far away that I could not walk into the city for a night.

"But you shouldn't understand Mandarin." He couldn't figure it out.

He opened his mouth and screamed twice, then pointed his finger at his mouth and waved his hand again. His father nodded, and the next moment, he kept pointing at an old woman walking out of the village.

"You are the big star Xiao Erzi talked about on the phone, right?"

Aunt Guilan looked quite old, but she walked with wind, just like her mother Jiang Mei.

"Auntie, you're not a big star. By the way, Auntie, can I call you Auntie like Xiao Erzi?"

"A good boy, it's OK, it's OK!"

Aunt Guilan's house is not big, and she specially lets him live in the house in the sunset, but unfortunately the sun is too short, so she only watches for a while every day.

"Aunt, let's teach me what you say in the future?"

"Aunt, will you take me to the mountains for a walk when you have nothing to do?"

"Aunt, are there any forest rangers in the mountains?"

Two months later.

"Baby, why don't you shave, it's messy!"

"Baby, you have to straighten your back when walking!"

"Baby, the water in the mountains is not so short yet!"

"Baby, eat more!"

Aunt Guilan doesn't understand making a movie, but she admires it. She admires that the movie can actually turn a living and beautiful baby into a different appearance in a short period of time!
Chapter completed!