Looking at the students who were crying and laughing in front of him, Lan Li continued to joke, "Let's wipe away their tears one by one, it's about to be filmed, in this state, people who don't know still think that we are filming the 'Death Poetry Society'." ”

But this time, there was no expected laughter in the classroom, but a stunned person, and then someone asked, "Sir, what kind of movie is 'Dead Poets Society'?"

Lan Li was embarrassed, how could he forget that for these students whose lives are above the struggle line, watching art films is not a leisure way that they will choose every day. "One of my personal favorite films, starring Robin-illiams. Robin can be called famous for most ordinary audiences, and sure enough, many students showed a look of sudden realization.

The atmosphere eased slightly, and Sammy and Betty trotted to the front of the classroom, their eyes full of flattery, like a wet pug, but they did not dare to speak. Everyone knows that before going into filming, Lan Li needs time to calm down, read the script carefully, and can't be easily disturbed.

But the eyes full of longing were not hidden in the slightest, Lan Li couldn't miss it if he wanted to, and his smile was helplessly outlined, "What's wrong?"

Sammy and Betty exchanged glances, but both of them were pushing the buck to each other, hoping that the other would. Looking at such a scene, Lan Li's pretended indifferent voice came again, "If you don't say it again, you won't have a chance." ”

The two little girls were taken aback, and Sammy hurriedly said, "Sign." Sir, we would like to ask, can you sign it for us?" Betty next to her nodded in agreement, "We just think that if we want to leave a souvenir, it would be great if we could take a group photo, if not, we can also ......"

Under Lan Li's gaze, the voice became smaller and quieter, and finally disappeared directly. Sammy shrunk her head, not daring to speak, and Betty didn't even dare to look up at Lan Li.

The usual Lan Li has always been cold, and he is meticulous in his work, keep improving, and at some times, even strict and harsh, even Tony, Lan Li dares to confront it head-on. In the instinct/ability of reverence for authority, the actors and crew members have a more or less sense of looking up, which can be seen from the title of "sir".

Now, they suddenly put forward the request of the idol faction, and their mood is inevitably apprehensive.

"No, I can't. Lan Li's cold and detached voice rang out, and there was no room for manoeuvre, Sammy and Betty both drooped their shoulders, and there was disappointment in their expressions that could not be concealed, "Wait until it's officially finished." ”

When these words sounded, both of them were stunned, and they didn't react for a while what they meant, and then they heard Lan Li start to catch up, "The camera and actors are ready, we need to start shooting." ”

The two little girls nodded their heads again and again, trotted all the way around, and left the classroom. After coming outside, they stopped, and the two of them had time to exchange glances. Sammy didn't know why, still panting, Betty cautiously said, "Did Mr. just now mean ...... When it's done, we can get the autographs?"

Sammy looks at Betty, Betty looks at Sammy. After the brain turned, both of them showed cheerful expressions, almost screaming, but fortunately, realizing that the shooting was about to start, they quickly covered their mouths, but their eyes showed happy joy, as if they were standing above the clouds.

"Everybody prepare. There was a shout in his ears, Sammy and Betty hurriedly ran quickly, quickly dodged behind the monitor, panting, cheeks flushed, feeling Jeremy's surprised gaze, Sammy stuck out his tongue, laughed, and said in a loud voice, "It's time to shoot, it's time to shoot." Then he waved his hand again and again, signaling everyone to divert their attention.

In the distance, the sound of the final clearing of the scene was heard, and the surrounding noise gradually settled down, even if this was the last scene of the finale, but until the actual filming was completed, the work was not completed. What's more, this is still a very difficult scene.

Lan Li closed his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath, slowly exhaling the turbid qi in his chest, and all the irritability and thoughts precipitated with the action of exhaling. Regardless of whether there were other sounds outside, attention began to be highly concentrated, and only the sound of the air flowing in my ears remained, and the vastness and grandeur of the desert smoke spread out in my mind like splashing ink.

For Lan Li, this is not the last scene before the finale, nor is it the last scene before the graduation exam, this is an ordinary scene, a scene in the "detachment" script, a scene that needs to be carefully pondered and carefully prepared.

In the past, when I was still at the Royal College of Art in London, students were often young and impetuous, and at the beginning and end of a play, it was inevitable that they would be taken lightly because of excitement, and they were easily distracted, which also led to a big failure in the performance, as a result, the teacher was furious, and the students were scolded bloody.

A truly outstanding performance should have a beginning and an end, not only because this is the beginning and end of the story, but also because this is the integrity of the character, and only by fully devoting yourself to the fullness of filming each scene can you ensure the coherence of the whole performance. What's more, many times the closing scenes of the drama are shouldered with the heavy responsibility of sublimating the plot, and the importance of the performance is self-evident.

The first scene and the last scene, the climax scene and the transition scene, should not distinguish between difficulty and difficulty, nor should they be distinguished from the severity, and they should be treated equally. This is not an easy task, and it is extremely demanding on the attention and concentration of the actors. However, Lanli is trying to adhere to this principle.

What's more, "detachment" is Lan Li's own choice of graduation summary exam, how can he take it lightly?

After the precipitation calmed down, Henry's thoughts began to spread and boil. The reason why "detachment" can be regarded by Lan Li as a major challenge to expressive acting skills is that in addition to the delicate touch of emotions and rich layers that are a severe test of acting skills, the main reason is the lines.

Carl Lund writes a large number of monologues and narrations entirely in the style of stage drama, and the lines are precisely the most important part of the basic skills, because the lines themselves contain a lot of deep meaning, and the tone, intonation, tone and emotion of the lines are full of countless possibilities.

The next scene is the ultimate test of lines, and it is also the ultimate test of expressive acting skills. Almost every actor from the academy has experienced such an exam: the performance of a one-man show, and it requires body language to be reduced as much as possible, and only the expression and lines are used to complete the performance, and the minimalist performance does not mean minimalist emotion.

Instead of recalling the lines over and over again, Lan Li calmed down and entered Henry's world. Ingeniously, he recalls everything that happened to Henry in a methodological manner.

After all the vicissitudes and suffering, Henry finally stopped, decided to change direction and embark on a different path in life, he didn't know what the end of this path was, but at least he tried to make a change. Standing at the fork in the road and looking back, looking at my own life, looking at what happened around me in the past period of time, looking at my grandfather and Meredith who left me, looking at the faces of students full of expectations and fears in front of me, and looking at the thorny and dark social reality...... Sighing, barren, desolate, but with a glimmer of light. A faint, small, indifferent dawn.

In the abyss of despair, this ray of light is not enough to illuminate the world, but it is enough for a moth to chase with all its might. Henry hoped that at least that glimmer of hope would be kept in this classroom.

The origin of Methodism, the process of Expressionism, finally settled in a completely new world. Unfamiliar, but gradually familiar, thoughts are calm and surging, Lan Li kind of like the feeling of this kind of performance, just like the calm lake under the dark tide is turbulent, floating quietly on it, feeling the emptiness and sobriety above the water, but the rushing turbulence below the surface of the water makes all the pores up and down the body open, cold, refreshing.

"Let's shoot!"

The crisp sound drew a gap between the two worlds of reality and fantasy, mighty and vigorous, and the moment the breath and exhalation ended, all the clouds and clouds, all the flying sand and rocks were gathered in the chest, and the world was only quiet.

The performance did not begin immediately, but allowed the silence to creep in, and the remaining agitation in the air vanished, but no one spoke, not even the staff standing behind the cameras, let alone the students sitting in the classroom.

All eyes were focused on Lan Li, and they couldn't take their eyes off it.

The figure was so serene and so serene, the tight shoulder line loosened little by little, but before it could fully relax, it tensed again. There was a faint sadness and bitterness between the eyebrows, but it was not turbulent, just like the mist when the morning sun rose, faintly fainting between the barren ruins, the empty dark place did not make a sound at all, the decaying trees, the yellowing grass and the collapsed ruins were like the end of the world, and the faint vitality was still diffused among the scattered masonry, but it had been fragmented, unable to be put together, sad, helpless, and lonely.

But after blinking his eyes, he found that the figure was standing quietly and peacefully, without superfluous emotions or superfluous turbulence, everything just now seemed to be just his own illusion, and everything seemed to have never happened. However, the mixed emotions remaining in the bottom of my heart are still rolling, and the faint, shallow bitterness slowly and slowly ripples on the tip of my tongue, circle after circle.

Involuntarily, everyone held their breath, lest they miss a world in the blink of an eye.