When Ji Ming closed his eyes to prepare, he suddenly had a feeling that he had not seen for a long time.

The first time he took the stage to perform the big rehearsal "Thunderstorm", when he played "Farewell My Concubine: Bright Red", when he faced the crew camera for the first time in "God of Medicine" - that crispy numbness, from every pore and puff of small cheers.

It's weird.

He originally thought that he didn't attach much importance to "The Last Emperor", but in fact, for such a long time, his understanding of Pu Yi, his understanding of that period of history, and when he played the role of trial, those scrutiny and observation of the inherent version seemed to be silently hidden somewhere in his heart, waiting for a story line to string them together, connect with each other, and then "snap", break through the shackles of his thinking, and rush to the modern people sitting there in the audience.

Tell them.

I'm Pu Yi.

Tell them.

What I experienced.

Tell them.

My pride, my hypocrisy, my depression, my patience - half a life of rain and drifting, an elegy of the dynasty.

Ji Ming's aura seemed disordered because of his strong self-control.

He opened his eyes.

Ho, ho.

Teacher Tianchi was excited, and his jaw unconsciously retracted - before Ji Ming could speak, he was silent, but the shock, gloom, horror, and a hint of hysterical madness in his eyes rushed towards several teachers like that.

"Wen Xiu. ”

Gently, even with a little smile.

"You, confused, aren't you? Are you not feeling well? Huh?"

Ji Ming's body didn't move, he was so upright, but his head leaned forward, and his neck seemed to be panning, showing a hint of weirdness.

"The Republic of China? Ha, yes, the Republic of China, I am no longer the emperor, and you are not a concubine, so you can divorce and marry me?"

The word divorce, when I say it, seems to have two stones in my mouth, sharp, and full of blood.

The gap is too big.

As soon as Ji Ming opened his eyes and entered the play, as soon as he opened his mouth to say his lines, that kind of energy almost immediately brought people to the stage of the theater, this sense of dislocation in time and space comes from the control of his performance style, and the strong dramatic emotions have formed an invisible gap between Ji Ming and them.

Ji Ming performed on stage, and they listened offstage.

One is in the play, and the other is watching the play.

It turns out that actors can even do this!

Cai Shengyi suddenly remembered that harbor-like smile, and felt as if he had really become a vexatious child-shame.

As for Teacher Tianchi and Teacher Chen, what made them feel the most was not Ji Ming's strong dramatic expressiveness - but his unrivaled performance, he stood there alone, and the embroidery opposite was air.

But Ji Ming's voice, behavior, and posture were as if there was really a person there arguing with him.

Not all unrivaled performances can be like this.

Normally, teachers don't expect students to be able to do this – they just need to play their part well, not necessarily to fit the exact rhythm of a rival play.

The actor's rivalry may be a 12345 or a stand-in - but at least, it will help you get the rhythm stuck, and he will make a sound once when there is a word. So when it comes to acting, the actors don't have to worry about having to rely entirely on their own imagination.

However, being able to completely create an opponent character and put it in front of you is definitely a great ability.

Two words: into the play.

Yes, because you can do it because you are in the play.

You have completely entered that play, and everything in the play is there, the villas and apartments in Jinjing, the gold and silver utensils, the pen, ink and paper...... There is also Pu Yi's opposite, nervous and angry Wen Xiu.

She was already living in the play.

"Whew. ”

Teacher Chen and Cheng Hao glanced at each other and sighed softly.

The five-minute scene is very limited, and even this part is not completely performed - Ji Ming stopped when he played the part where he was condescending and "begging" Wenxiu not to divorce.

"Thank you. ”

There was a moment of silence.

"Oh, it's over?"

Ji Ming looked at Teacher Tianchi with a smile: "Are you asleep?"

"Haha, give you a round of applause. ”

Liu Tianchi applauded first, the teachers followed, and then the classmates, Bei Sizhuo drummed - Cai Shengyi followed the drum after everyone applauded, mainly because everyone looked at him, and he really couldn't drum.

He really didn't want to.

It's too cruel, in the same scene, he acted, and was compared by Ji Ming, just like the difference between playing a family and getting married - even if he is tight, what should be performed, what should be in place, all of them have been done one by one, but there is a lack of spirit.

So it's fake.

"Oh, well, hehe, today's audition, in fact, is still a little bit, no matter how you say it, it's not unfair. Teacher Chen beckoned to all 9 people to come over: "It's just a little different, Ji Ming, after all, he is a Magnolia shortlisted actor, and he is about to win the award, maybe he will take it, right? There is still a gap, not only you, including all the Chinese opera in school, and even a large part of those who have graduated, this gap is there, and you don't need to be particularly mindful."

You have a bit of a hard time acting in this drama just now, why? Because the difficulty of the performance is designed to be relatively high, several playwriting teachers have put a lot of thought into it, and the depth and level of Pu Yi's character are not comparable to ordinary report performances.

So, I hope you can work harder, there are other roles, and you can also tell me if you are interested. ”

Devil soldiers, little eunuchs - who is interested.

Cai Shengyi and they also understood, this is Ji Ming.

The point is, they can't say a word.

It's decided, what's up?

It's time to do it!

It's like crushing like this, so that people are convinced or not, and they have to admit it.

"Okay, it's going to be the next group soon, Ji Ming, you stay for a while, move a stool to do it, and give them a play by the way,"

"Huh?"

Oh my mother, this posture of squeezing out the students is too skilled, and the teacher has fallen.

......

"Hey, how's it going—why are there only 8? Ji Ming?"

"It's time to stay. ”

The question blinked, and he didn't understand what it meant: "What are you staying?"

“...... Be a teacher. ”

Burst.

This may be a great spectacle of Chinese opera, auditioning to try to become a teacher.

waited for the next group of students who applied for Eunuch Sun to go in, and sure enough, I saw Ji Ming sitting next to Teacher Chen openly, holding a thick script in his hand, flipping through it and getting familiar with it-whoever asked him to play a play later, he had to read it.

If Tan Ziyang plays the scene where the master and servant meet, he will be needed.

Ji Ming saw someone coming in, and when he looked up and saw Tan Ziyang, he bared his teeth and smiled-Hello children.