Once a belief is lost in a small reality, it will affect the belief and reality of the entire character.

Logically, I should be considered to pursue truth, right?

But because of this, when I was shooting, I felt like I had an extra nerve, which always supervised me. Which movement was not done solidly enough, which expression was not vivid enough, and which details were not natural enough. Is there anything wrong with such a nerve?

There is nothing wrong with it, but it does not conform to the complete experience of the Sri Lanka system.

Similarly, as a normal person, it is impossible for me to be completely selfless and become a character 100% of it, which is impossible to achieve.

Similarly, it is impossible to completely strip yourself out and always observe your performance calmly, as if you were an audience, because there are always some scenes that make you empathize with me, just like when I look at the comb, I will think of a scene where a person pinched a quickie in the canteen of the school a few years ago.

Is this a deviation between theory and practice?

I think so, but not.

In this regard, I have some speculation that a living person may have many distracting thoughts in his mind, just like the summary I wrote. If someone reads it, although they are also reading it seriously, the thought of "Hey, although I don't understand it very well, this article is good." or "What's the matter written by Made!" is to a certain extent, my existence is the distracting thought of "I" at that time?

I am not sure whether this is the case, but looking at certain things and phenomena with dialectical thinking will always lead to many interesting things.

Four, About improvisation

Mo Yong doubted that the premise of improvisation is experience...

Xu Rong put down his pen and passed it over again, frowning, because he suddenly realized that the summary he made now was full of uncertainty and speculation compared to the early days.

In the early days, his summary could be argued in a very positive tone, but now it is full of speculations that are uncertain even in the direction.

Because in the past, the road ahead was stepped out, and he just had to walk along. Now, he seemed to have become a pioneer in the darkness, and he had to explore his own path bit by bit.

"Ahhhh."

Xu Rong put down his pen and exclaimed, and saw Xiao Zhang covering his forehead and grinning in pain.

Next to her head, the phone was lying quietly, but the screen was still lit.
Chapter completed!