But An Jiahe did not understand Zhang Xiaoya's deep love for him at all. He felt no guilt for Xiaoya's death. Although when his younger brother An Jiamu asked him, "Since Zhang Xiaoya's death, he has been living in self-blame and guilt." But what's the truth? He has not really changed. As An Jiamu said, if he really felt self-blame and guilt from the bottom of his heart, then he would not be beaten his second wife Mei Xiangnan the same way.

An Jiahe stood in front of Zhang Xiaoya's tombstone and said, "You can never leave this place." This is a deep curse for Zhang Xiaoya. Xiaoya was indirectly killed by him, which fully shows that An Jiahe refused to let her go even if she died. Can this be a love for Xiaoya?

When Mei Xiangnan was beaten by An Jiahe at first because of a dispute between the two, she also endured it and had fantasies about him, hoping that he could change it. But later she found out that she was wrong. An Jiahe had become a habit of beating his wife, and Zhang Xiaoya's death did not make him change this bad habit because of guilt.

Moreover, her tolerance only caused her husband's violence to escalate. From the beginning of a slap to a fracture of her thigh, the one that made Mei Xiangnan feel the most heartbreaking was undoubtedly that An Jiahe's beating caused a child who was about to be born in her stomach to have an abortion. For a 25-year-old woman who was about to become a mother, the pain of losing her child is far greater than that of her physical pain.

But fortunately, Mei Xiangnan is stronger than Zhang Xiaoya. After deciding that An Jiahe could not change, she decided to leave him and find her happiness again. Although she was caught back when she ran away twice, she still insisted and finally found her happiness again.

When Wang Dalun reads the script for the first time, he usually reads it roughly, and understands what kind of story it is, and sorts out the relationship between the characters in the story; the second time, he reads it intensively, and with his abnormal memory, he can memorize the script at this time; when he starts the third time, just like when he was a Chinese class when he was a child, he summarizes the central idea, the general meaning of the paragraph, the connection between the past and the future, the language and tone, etc.

When he finished reading the first time, the lights were on. He felt that he was hungry, so he poured the leftovers from noon into a large bowl and mixed them, put them in the microwave to heat them, and gave them a gracious meal to finish the supper.

To be honest, the script is somewhat different from the general plot of the TV he remembers. The domestic violence against Mei Xiangnan in the text is not as cruel and bloody as it is on TV. However, this is not surprising. The director often makes appropriate modifications during live shooting and post-production editing to allow the audience to feel the greatest visual impact.

After reading the script, including after watching this TV series in his previous life, he always had a question in his mind, why is An Jiahe so cruel? Did he just say a few words to a strange man for his wife? Don’t forget that An Jiahe is a surgical expert who is about to be promoted to vice president and a senior intellectual. Even though he is a psychopath, as a doctor, can he not even realize the problems in his own psychology?

To be honest, he really didn't believe it. He always thought that beating his wife was usually done by a man with a remote area and a vulgarity without culture. He had a low status in society and no one could irritate him, so he could only scatter the fire at home.

Generally, people with a little quality and social status would do such a shameless thing? For example, if you ask him to beat Fan Ziyi, it is completely incredible. He can't imagine under what circumstances he can do this.

There is also a large passage in the script about An Jia and her ex-wife Zhang Xiaoya, saying that she loves An Jiahe deeply and would rather commit suicide than resist for the sake of her husband's reputation; Mei Xiangnan also chose to swallow her anger the previous few times until she was beaten to a fractured thigh and a miscarriage of the child, and then chose to escape. It also made it difficult for him to understand, is there such a silly woman? For example, Fan Ziyi, try hitting her? It would be good if she didn't hit her. If she touched her finger, who would know what earth-shaking things would happen.

But when he looked through the information brought by Senior Sister Xue, he especially found a report from the Women's Federation. He was shocked, "At present, more than one-third of the families in China are violent, and the number of people living under the shadow of violence reaches 70 million, which causes nearly 100,000 families to disintegrate every year." What surprised him even more was that a considerable number of domestic abusers were senior intellectuals!

There are many examples. The perpetrators include doctors, teachers, scientific researchers, state cadres, etc. The methods are also extremely cruel. Beating, binding, confinement, and harming the physical, mental, sexual and other aspects of the wife or other family members, which is shocking!

He checked the Internet again, and there were many different things on the Internet, and some people specifically labeled men who abused domestic violence. For example, some were prone to emotional out of control at home; some were addictive and sexual misconduct such as drug abuse, gambling, alcoholism, etc., which led to personality changes, emotional out of control, and personality distortion; some had moral bottom line; some were more self-esteem than life; and some were mentally ill such as mania, depression, and schizophrenia.

An Jiahe seems to be classified as the last one.

"What are you doing? Hey, why don't you clean up the bowl!"

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Fan Ziyi came back and saw the mess on the coffee table and the rice bowl that had eaten dinner were thrown away.

"Oh, forgot for a moment."

Wang Dalun quickly stood up from his computer desk and took the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen. After a long time, the residue was air-dried and he had to soak it in water first.

"Have you gone to Sun Li's place? How is your place to live?"

"It's pretty good. It's in Anhui Beili, a one-bedroom and living room house. It's about the same size as the house we rented before, but the decoration and furniture inside are quite new."

Fan Ziyi moved her fair and slender neck like a swan, sat on the sofa, pounded her legs, and said, "I've been walking around for a long time, so I'm so tired! Hey, what are these?"

She flipped through the messy information on the coffee table.

"The script, there is a new script, it was just delivered in the afternoon."

"Oh, there are constant film appointments! Are there movies? Don't talk to strangers..." Fan Ziyi picked up the script and read the name on the cover.

"Tv series, Zhang Jiandong and Teacher Zhang's new drama, the original male protagonist has a temporary problem, so I'll help you take over." Wang Dalun said with a wry smile.

"Did you agree? Will it affect "Zhou Yu's Train"?"

"There is no choice but to not agree. Time is very tight." He shook his head. Although Zhang Jiandong repeatedly promised on the phone and he also repeatedly promised Sun Zhou, to be honest, he was really not very supportive in his heart.

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Night, silence.

The ginkgo outside the house burst out green buds with the footsteps of spring, and the lights inside the house sprinkled on the grass with mottled spots.

"Bang!"

The lights go out and the mottle disappears.

After taking a shower, Wang Dalun walked into the bedroom in a loose pajama.

There were noisy variety shows on the TV in the bedroom, and Fan Ziyi's eyes were not on the TV while lying on the soft big bed, but she watched it with relish in a thick script.

"How is it?" He lifted the quilt and lay next to his girlfriend.

"It's a bit scary, but this drama is really good, well... very innovative." Fan Ziyi thought about it and felt that the vocabulary she wanted to describe was very poor. Well, this kind of subject that reflects domestic violence is indeed rare.

"Then you won't object to me acting, are you?" Wang Dalun asked again. With such a subject and such a villain, he was really worried that his girlfriend would disagree with it.

"Ha, how is that possible! To be honest, I really want to play Mei Xiangnan." The girl turned around and looked at him with a hint of envy in her eyes.

Speaking of which, she has been popular in the past two years, but the role she has played is either a costume film or a modern urban youthful girl. She wants to expand her acting career, but unfortunately she has never had a suitable script.

Just don't object to your girlfriend. The script is a good script, and the role is very challenging. The fear and lack of confidence at the beginning come from the memories of the previous life. Feng Yuanzheng's version of An Jiahe is indeed very outstanding. However, as an actor, an actor who pursues the moments and wants to prove it, the more challenging the role the more he wants to play.

Just like the girl who had read the script and wanted to play Mei Xiangnan, his mind also reversed this afternoon. He really wanted to challenge the role of An Jiahe and see if he could finally reach the level of An Jiahe in Feng Yuanzheng's version of An Jiahe in his memory.

"Hey, what do you mean? I think my acting skills are poor, so I can't act like a slash?"

Fan Ziyi originally wanted to play Mei Xiangnan casually, but half was a joke and half a sigh. As a result, this guy didn't react at all and was very upset.

"No, no! How could you not play it? You are so beautiful and cute. If you play Mei Xiangnan, who was beaten by her husband all day long, wouldn't it be useless!" Wang Dalun hugged his girlfriend in his arms with a smile.

"Hmph, I'm just good at flattering."

The TV variety show is noisy and annoying. Fan Ziyi pouted and found the remote control to turn on the TV. After looking through the script in her hand, she suddenly felt it was boring. Her boyfriend said it was nice, but after all, she was just coaxing people. She began to examine whether her acting skills were really bad, so why didn't the director come to her with such a script?

"What's wrong?" Wang Dalun felt as if he was from his girlfriend and said carelessly.

"nothing."

She shook her head, closed the script, put it on the bedside table, turned around to meet her boyfriend's gaze, and said a little shyly: "Do you think my acting skills are... well, very average?"

She originally wanted to say that it was a bad thing, but she felt embarrassed and couldn't say it.

"Uh...is pretty good!"

Wang Dalun didn't expect that she would take it seriously. His girlfriend's acting skills can only be considered average.

In a sense, the actor industry is similar to athletes, and it pays attention to talent, its own conditions, and hard work. If your girlfriend has absolutely no conditions, she has always worked hard, and what she lacks is probably talent.

In fact, talent is very mysterious. For example, Liu Dehua is a recognized model worker, but his acting skills are not as good as Liang Chaowei. In addition, Ronaldo in football can never surpass Messi, which is also because of his talent.

This is not to say that the girl has no talent at all. At least in the entertainment industry, her talent can only be said to be average. She cannot compare with actresses like Zhou Xun and Zhang Manyu, and she is even worse than Sun Li, who is a fledgling actress. But after all, she debuted early and has accumulated a lot of experience in recent years. In addition, she is usually very hardworking and serious, and her acting skills are actually similar to those of most actors who graduated from Beijing Film Academy and Central Academy of Drama. After all, not everyone can be a vase, and it is a relatively expensive vase.

He could only comfort him: "If you really have average acting skills, how could you be today?"

"But some people say that I was lucky and encountered "My Fair Princess", otherwise I don't know what happened now? I also said that the audience can remember me is the Golden Lock."

"Who said that? Zhao Wei and Xinru, until now, others have always called them Xiaoyanzi and Ziwei! It's the same thing for good luck, but it doesn't mean that your acting skills are average. Being famous is the bottom line. If you don't care about such people in the future, you will ignore them. They are purely jealous!" Wang Dalun said in a serious manner.

"Um."

Fan Ziyi nodded violently. Her boyfriend's words made her feel comfortable, but she still said a little unconfidently: "To be honest, can I play the role of Mei Xiangnan?"

"Yes, of course!" Wang Dalun patted his thighs, looking very sure.

"You didn't coax me?"

"It's definitely not to coax you!"

Although his expression was a bit exaggerated, it was really not a fool to deceive his girlfriend. Zhang Jiandong didn't say on the phone that anyone played Mei Xiangnan, but he knew that Mei Ting played it, and this role was not too difficult in his opinion. A large part of the reason why Mei Ting was able to excel in this drama was that Feng Yuanzheng played it so well, which made the audience more sympathetic to the pitiful Mei Xiangnan.

Speaking of which, Mei Ting was an actress he liked very much in his previous life, but it was not because of this movie "Don't Talk to Strangers", but another movie "Parents' Love" several years later, that he still remembers Liu Ling's Jiang Dehua.

But if you say he likes Mei Ting, it would be better to say that he likes the role of An Jie, who plays An Jie in "Parents' Love", especially likes An Jie's spoiledness, and he always gets a little temper. This is precisely because the girl also has these characteristics of An Jie.

"Then when will you leave?"

The girl's troubles came and went quickly. She tilted her head and rested it on her boyfriend's shoulders, and swam around her boyfriend's clearly contoured abdomen.

"After confirming with Teacher Zhang tomorrow, it will be in one or two days." He sniffed the fragrance of his girlfriend's hair and said helplessly.

"Oh-" she sighed slowly.

She was unhappy when her boyfriend had no show to take a break at home, but after having too many film appointments, she couldn't bear to leave her boyfriend. It was only one or two days, alas! After one or two days, her hands slowly slid down...
Chapter completed!