There will be a time to finish the film: Liu Xueyi's entry into the drama barrier, looking forward to a complete Lin Jinqi appointment

, I would like to wish @Mr_ Liu Xueyi good luck in this article.
I wrote about his sassy fight scene in the forest Reuters, and I also remembered the warm light of the birthday celebration gathered by fans when he was dressed up, and now I see the appearance of teasing the child under the eaves, and the scattered frames have quietly strung together for five months. Even if you don't know the complete plot of "Lan Xiang as before", you are always suddenly hit by a certain moment: it can be the sharpness of his eyebrows when he holds the sword, the clarity of his eyes when he lies on the couch, or the tenderness of stubble and smile at the child at this moment.
From the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, to the elder under the knees of Chenghuan with frosted sideburns; From the beardless handsome on his lips to the vicissitudes of his beard, he used different appearances to outline different aspects of Lin Jinqi's life.
I have seen his appearance under battle-damaged makeup, the cold and hard armor is lined with slender bones, and there is an undissipated sharpness hidden between his eyebrows; I once saw him with a tired demeanor, and there was light dust running around the set under his eyes; I have also seen him dancing with a smile off camera, and playfully joking that sunglasses are the last fig leaf. Some people pay attention to his broad shoulders and thin waist, while others think about the slenderness under his thin muscles, silently hoping that he will be a little healthier; I remember that he habitually finished a few bites in a hurry after the meal, thinking about catching up with the schedule, finishing work early, and being proper with his work.
I have not deliberately pursued the conspiracy context of "Lan Xiang Ru Yu", nor have I delved into whether Lin Jinqi is obsessed with love and hate, but the Reuters fragments I accidentally brushed are enough to fascinate me: maybe it is the appearance of him standing on the set in a dark red suit, or it may be a glimpse of the bamboo forest fight, or it may be the fireworks in the market wandering around. These moments that are not defined by the plot piece together a lifeline that spreads silently. I can't see its beginning and end clearly, but in this accidental touch, I am moved by the purity of putting aside family and country hatred and only looking at the trajectory of life.

Yes, watching him in different times and spaces, hot, and unattainable, the regrets in those dramas are like fine sand in the bottom of his heart. Until a frame crashed in - the green tile eaves filtered the soft wind, the stubble between his jaw hid the unspoken years, and the child's smile in his arms smashed the past chaos. There is no Chinese costume armor in the play, just plain clothes wrapped in relaxed warmth, obviously not an earth-shattering perfection, but an ordinary alley, there is no sword light and sword shadow, no twists and turns, only one person guards the courtyard tenderly, the fingertips touch the warmth and softness of the top of the child's hair, it is the flow of eyes, the hidden finally stable sigh.
Thinking of Murong Jing and the loneliness of his later years, his beard hid a lifetime of wandering, and finally fell asleep peacefully in loneliness, and that regret became a fog that could not be dissipated in his heart. He sat alone on the snow corridor, and the red plums fell on his shoulders under the corridor, and some people said that when he was dying, he had a dream of children around his knees.
It can also be a vigorous ending, it is the story that is difficult to settle down and has a place to go, and it is a person who has been weathered in the play, and really has the daily life of fireworks under Chenghuan's knees. The gentleness in his eyes gently dissolves the turmoil and entanglements of past characters. And my inexplicable tears are to make up for those broken characters, and it is also for this unexpected tenderness, and it is worth it softly. What moved me was never a single frame scene, but to watch him go through different fates, and finally once, let the consummation arrive before the ending; It is those inexplicable tears and sighs that have found a gentle home. May every soul who treks in fate be able to get what he wants in a certain dimension.

There is no complete plot, no line foreshadowing, just fragments in the distant shot: it may be the focused side face of the director when waiting for the scene, the thoughtful moment of standing in leisure, or the state that is naturally revealed when interacting with other actors. But these moments are full of story.
Bamboo forest swung the sword, no one knew how Lin Jinqi avoided this bamboo shadow sword light;
Walking around the market, no one knows what kind of plot Lin Jinqi wants to interpret in this market;
The moment he reined in the wind and snow, no one knew how much affection Lin Jinqi would hide in this kiss;
The red robe was added to the Xitang, and no one knew how long Lin Jinqi had been looking forward to this consummation;
Smiling like a flower in the interior, no one knows what kind of creative spark Lin Jinqi wants to collide with;
Turning around on horseback, no one knew what kind of distance Lin Jinqi was going to.
Liu Xueyi will never let you down, the actor's obsession with the role can really connect the complete context through scattered Reuters. Lin Jinqi in "Lan Xiang is the Same", the scattered pictures are the time that was quietly cherished before the feature film arrived. Put them in notes, and in the life of Liu Xueyi's character, I also quietly accompanied him on a journey.
He seems to have brought himself into the drama barrier, even if the director does not call to turn on, he is no longer Liu Xueyi. The emotions hidden in his eyes and the temperament revealed between his limbs are silently telling Lin Jinqi's past and state of mind. This is the embodiment of the character without lines, even if the audience does not know the beginning, process and ending of the story, they will be touched by this vivid sense of character, and they are full of expectations for the feature film.
Those efforts immersed in dawn and dusk, those ingenuity hidden in the details, have become part of Lin Jinqi's character. Now that the film is finished, I am waiting for the day when the feature film opens, and I can meet him completely: I want to see the cold of the big cloak standing on the snowy sky, I also want to see the brokenness of his blood-stained red clothes, and see all the fragments in Reuters, and finally put together a story with a beginning and an end.

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