She made eye contact with Ji Ming.

How can you say such heavy words?

Ji Ming blinked, only to realize that he was a little too much - because he knew too much about this story and attached too much importance to this scene, he didn't realize that the true colors of the Great Demon King were full of firepower.

"How's it going, the script is smooth. ”

Teacher Tianchi didn't mention this, she asked the two girls with a smile.

was so violently squeezed just now, of course, they all knew enough about the script, and then called Zhang Cheng in - Teacher Tianchi began to rehearse for them.

Ji Ming held the script and sat cross-legged - he always thought about how he would act if he were Zhang Cheng.

The more I looked at it, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that the three in front of me were too watery.

Teacher Tianchi didn't smile either, what she was worried about came true - the characters were too complicated, and the three young people couldn't grasp it, so they floated as soon as they acted. Jiang Mengjie's embroidery is an angry young girl, Zhang Cheng's Puyi is an angry boy, and Hailu's graceful appearance is completely reduced to a cutscene, just a scene with a lot of scenes.

"You can't do this, you can't see that it is the emperor and queen concubines at all, let alone Pu Yi and the three of them, the more complicated emperor and queen concubines. Teacher Tianchi paused and thought for a while: "Is it because the time is relatively close, and when you arrive in the Republic of China, you are in a suit and cheongsam, so you feel that there is a gap between you and the ordinary ancient court drama?"

"Considering this is right, but the setting of the characters, it must still be contrasted - for example, Zhang Cheng, you call yourself 'I', Hai Lu, you call him the emperor, and then Mengjie you still have 'The Republic of China, do you think you are still the emperor', etc., all tell the audience what your identity is, but in your performance, you can't see any information about this identity. ”

The three of them kind of understood.

The re-enactment began to bring the background of the characters, and Zhang Cheng's Long Wei also showed a little - Ji Ming laughed.

"Zhang Cheng, senior brother, Pu Yi abdicated the throne at a few years old, can he have such a legitimate dragon might? His imperial spirit should be performative, he wants to show that he was once an emperor, but he is empty and empty, especially in front of his women—not to mention that he still has physical defects, right? Bluff a little, pay attention to the form, and expose the inner truth in the behavior. ”

Ji Ming stood up, walked behind the table, and made a gesture of holding a pen, the shelf was very large, but after writing a word, he looked at it like a very small family.

In this way, this kind of character is constantly conveyed to the audience in the front, and when you say that there is a big impact and a big explosion, there will be strength. ”

Teacher Tianchi glanced at Ji Ming curiously, and felt that he had a feeling that he knew everything well this time - it was really not true, at least Ji Ming had this idea when he faced the three participating actors, and it leaked out when he was teaching.

"What about the two of them?"

"Haylou, you can't find your roots, you just have a big background, no sense of existence - because the conflict in the script is not in you, you have to add conflict to yourself. For example, if Wen Xiu wants to divorce, you can slap her and then hug her tightly, won't this complicated mentality come out?"

Ji Ming took a step forward, facing Hai Lu, his face was terrified, and he suppressed his voice: "Divorce? You want a divorce? Are you crazy?"

"I'm going to get a divorce, I have the right to get a divorce, and now it's-"

Teacher Tianchi read a sentence, but Jiang Mengjie didn't react.

Syllable!

Ji Ming slapped him over, and slapped his left hand on his thigh.

A fixed mirror, his expression collapsed and recovered, he quickly took Hai Lu in his arms, hugged him fiercely, and said in a panicked tone: "Wenxiu, you are just momentarily angry, we have endured it for so long, why do you want to give up now? Don't be stupid, don't lose your temper, okay?"

After performing this paragraph, Ji Ming didn't stop, and he was still saying: "Another example is that you comfort Pu Yi, Pu Yi is a big explosion after being depressed, you can specially design your expression, what he said, did it touch you? Do you think that you have reacquainted with the emperor, or do you think he is very sad, and you yourself are even more pathetic?"

The greater the contrast between your performance and Zhang Cheng's outburst, the stronger the sense of conflict, which is meaningful to both of you. ”

Ji Ming pressed Zhang Cheng's head in his arms - Zhang Cheng was more spiritual, and began to read the lines to cooperate.

Frozen, frowning, confused, frightened - different expressions appeared on Ji Ming's face, looking straight ahead, and turned into a shocking avatar - just like when Zhang Yinghou played "Bright Red", he looked at the close-up of Zhang Shaoqiu closing the door, oil painting, cinematic.

Ji Ming let go of Zhang Cheng, it's not over yet.

"Jiang Mengjie, you are too rigid, from beginning to end, Wen Xiu dares to martyr and divorce, of course there is a rigid side, but in the face of an emperor, in the face of her husband, in the face of a possible huge turmoil, she cannot be rigid from beginning to end - this also makes you have no room for performance. For example, if you confront Pu Yi in these few sentences, you can be more layered. ”

Ji Ming gasped sharply, moved his neck back, and took half a step back: "Do you think you are still the emperor?" Now, now is the Republic of China." ”

After speaking, the backward steps stepped back again, as if he had gained some courage from the "Republic of China".

"Have you seen me once in all these years...... I don't want to continue to live this kind of life of no one and no ghost, I want to divorce you, this is my right. ”

As he spoke, Ji Ming's expression gradually sharpened, and he even took a step forward, forcing Pu Yi to look, and his slightly trembling body showed how much courage this woman was mustering.

There was silence.

Applause rang out.

I don't know when the national teacher came in, and it was he who applauded.

Ji Ming looked back at him, suddenly smiled, and calmed down - the impulse to perform for these three characters was released at once. There was an outlet for so many emotions and emotions that had accumulated in the chest and abdomen before, and the whole person eased up.

There is even a feeling of weakness in the body.

"This is my opinion, the three of you are like wearing masks, and I can't see the real characters in the end. ”

Ji Ming summed it up.

"Haha," the national teacher came over and smiled: "Ji Ming has been thinking about this scene for a long time, right?"

"Ahh ”

"The three of you have a relatively short time, it is unlikely that you can do this level, but Ji Ming's demonstration to you is a shortcut, think about it, if you can absorb a little bit and put it into the performance, it will be a lot more brilliant, don't want to perform all at once, a little bit, two or three lines, perform a few more times, adjust a few more acting methods, and slowly feel it." ”

A teacher is still a teacher.

Ji Ming inexplicably thought of a few teachers in Chinese opera, looked at the national teacher, looked at the Tianchi teacher, and then thought about himself.

Tsk, a lot worse.

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It's a new day, I'm still asking for tickets, I'm closer to the shelves, I'm so nervous......