Chapter 18 of 100
Chapter 18
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In order to survive in a perfect life, Han Fei repeatedly studied the refrigerator corpse case and the human puzzle case, trying to analyze from the perspective of the killer, often staring at the photos on the wall late at night.
The vivid lives that disappeared before his eyes, every time he thought of this, Han Fei would feel a pang in his heart.
Why would someone do such cruel and terrifying things?
Calmly thinking, Han Fei used the photos related to the cases to piece together the image of the killer in his mind.
Twisted soul, distorted emotions, driven by hatred, achieving their goals through extreme actions.
Unlike the common perception of criminals as hysterical, the killer had a meticulous logic, each crime meticulously planned, not a moment of mental derangement.
Their expressions should be mad, their actions rational, their brains lacking many things, showing no love or sympathy, that selfishness and coldness, that hatred, etched into their bones.
The puzzle formed by the bodies gradually became clear, a vague figure quietly emerged.
He was introverted, selfish, cold, with delicate emotions but unable to communicate with the outside world, a wise personality but with abnormalities, he had always lived with a mask, until the prey walked into the deserted corridor.
At that moment, he dropped all pretenses and smiled.
That smile was like a rose blooming in a cemetery, its roots deeply embedded in the bones, the more splendid and beautiful it bloomed, the more cruel and dirty the heart was.
Seeing Han Fei raise his head and smile, Zhan Lele hugged Director Jiang's arm, and the two took a step back together.
No one shouted to stop, no one spoke, when Han Fei moved forward, Zhan Lele and Director Jiang retreated again, until they hit the staircase railing.
Zhan Lele, feeling weak in the legs, wanted to hide behind Director Jiang. At this moment, Director Jiang finally reacted, he drew a deep breath and nodded sincerely: "Great! Great! Han Fei, how about you play the villain in our drama? You are simply perfect, naturally suited, from your eyes to your expression, there is not a trace of madness, but anyone who sees you would be afraid."
Zhan Lele's face turned pale, he stepped out from behind Director Jiang, in terms of acting, he was completely outclassed by Han Fei.
Compared to Han Fei's performance, Zhan Lele's earlier performance was like a shaman's dance, just thinking about it made him want to dig his toes into the ground in embarrassment.
Although Zhan Lele now wished he could find a crack to hide in, for the sake of his role, he had to stand up. The company had arranged everything, if he lost the role because of his own reasons, he would have a hard time explaining it back home.
Opening his mouth, the eloquent Zhan Lele suddenly found himself at a loss for words, his acting was completely overshadowed, the gap was so large that anyone with eyes could see it.
"Director, you are joking, my personality is actually not suitable for playing the villain." The villain's role was more demanding, and due to the plot requirements, shooting at night in the neighborhood was needed. Han Fei's current focus was still on the game, and survival was the top priority.
After saying this to the director, he looked at Zhan Lele with a very gentle expression: "You are better at variety shows, so it's hard to change that style for now. I am more familiar with the human puzzle case from ten years ago, I can give you some information later, which should help you better shape the villain role."
Han Fei's words were very tactful. Although everyone could see that Zhan Lele's acting was poor, Han Fei did not mock him, subtly indicating that he had no intention of taking the role, and also kindly offering to help him improve.
At this moment, Zhan Lele was completely sober, he looked at Han Fei as if he were a saint: "Am I encountering an angel? A breath of fresh air in the entertainment industry!"
Without greed for the role, not self-centered, with terrifying acting skills but still humble and willing to help others, who wouldn't like such a colleague?
Seeing Han Fei at this moment, the staff on the scene were very puzzled, such a good person, why did the previous company fire him?
Han Fei did not waste time, he clearly pointed out several areas where Zhan Lele needed to improve based on his experience.
Acting as a villain doesn't need to be so neurotic, overacting can easily backfire, and Director Jiang also agreed with what Han Fei said.
After a period of discussion, although Zhan Lele's performance was still far from Han Fei's, it was at least less awkward.
Standing quietly to the side, Han Fei was just a minor supporting role. He knew that if he played the villain, the effect would be better, but now was not the time to step into the spotlight.
Looking through the window in the corridor, Han Fei saw the opposite old street, where the company's drama "Urban Secret Love" was being filmed. According to the production assistant, the male second lead in this drama was the person who had previously taken his role in the company.
If it were the old Han Fei, even if he knew this, he would have been powerless to change it, as individuals found it hard to stand up to companies in this era.
But after obtaining the healing game, Han Fei changed his original view, the experience of hovering between life and death gradually made his heart stronger.
"There is nothing impossible in this world."
Turning to look at the hardworking Zhan Lele, Han Fei's expression remained calm. He could see the limitations in Zhan Lele's acting, which was far inferior to his own.
Some people's acting is a gift, some people's acting is honed through extensive practice, and Han Fei's acting was a gift bestowed by life and death.
One take, no NGs, act poorly, and die on the spot.
Zhan Lele's first scene took until the afternoon to pass, the second scene was supported by Han Fei's acting, and with Director Jiang intentionally focusing the camera on Han Fei, Zhan Lele had few shots, so it only took two takes to pass.
As the sky grew dark, Han Fei, who had finished all of Wei Youfu's scenes, prepared to leave.
At this moment, a decent car parked by the roadside, and the exhausted Zhan Lele and his agent walked out.
"Director Jiang is known for his eccentric temper, thank you for helping Lele today." The agent held a gift box and wanted to give it to Han Fei: "I don't know how to address you, sir?"
"My name is Han Fei."
"Mr. Han, we hope you will continue to help Lele in the future. Our company values Lele very much, and he has made rapid progress after your guidance today." The agent really saw the improvement in Zhan Lele's acting, so he came over.
"I didn't guide him, just mutual help." Han Fei did not accept the gift box, he just waved his hand, his mind still pondering who the killer in the refrigerator corpse case was.
"Mr. Han, thank you indeed today, I drank too much last night, it won't happen again." Zhan Lele was a bit younger than Han Fei, his personality was lively, he was more suited to variety shows than acting, perhaps being a comedian would be good, but Han Fei would never say that out loud.