The Amsterdam Film Festival itself has a greater inclination toward indie and dramatic films—putting it plainly, it's more artistic. This is precisely why there's a drama competition now.
The audience was packed, and Ren He earnestly lay on the stage, playing his role with not a shred of negligence.
And there, beneath the stage, Mark Pen watched Ren He, his gaze never straying for a moment.
Seemingly influenced by Ren He's calm demeanor, Mark Pen gradually became composed. If the other person wasn't afraid or panicked, why should he be anxious? He was just a turtle in a jar.
Mark Pen started to watch the play with undivided attention, and gradually, he too was drawn into it—as if he wasn't there to capture that youth, but rather to watch the drama.
It was precisely this that allowed him to slowly appreciate how exquisite Ren He's acting was.
Audiences who had seen other troupes perform felt that the play was very good, but it wasn't significantly different from the others.
