29. Stunning

Next year is the Olympic year, so there is no target shooting in this year's military training.

The freshmen of the 07th grade are in a military posture, walking in unison, and walking in steps every day, by the way, Han Fei is a little more special alone, and he has an extra task of singing.

I didn't see who started the coaxing, anyway, Han Fei participated in "Happy Boys" and won the fifth place in the country, and the fact was shaken out, good guys, every time they rested, a group of people surrounded the city in a big circle and threw Han Fei in the middle, just like a circus monkey.

"One, two, three, four, five, we waited so hard. ”

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, we are in a hurry. ”

Catch the ducks on the shelves, Han Fei has to sing even if he doesn't sing, the leg pole is not wasted, his voice is about to die first, the instructor didn't forget to tease him, and the lyrics were changed and sung: "What is the use of my voice, what if I have this vocal cord, hurry up and sing it, the students order their own songs." ”

Thanks to Nortel's military training time, which is only two weeks, if it takes a little longer, Han Fei will really be spoiled by them.

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The head teacher's name is Wang Chunzi, he is not very old, and he is not too beautiful, but he shows an intellectual temperament between his gestures and stops.

Han Fei specially went to the school's official website to check, and it turned out to be the same as Xu Jinglei, and later went to study in the corrupt country, and stayed in the school to teach after getting a master's degree at Nortel.

On the night of the end of the military training, the head teacher convened all the students to have a brief class meeting, and everyone introduced their own situation to each other and talked about their ideals.

But also, who doesn't want to be a big star, beautiful and rich, and the film school entrance examination is for this purpose.

After listening to the students' self-introductions, Mr. Wang still looked light-hearted, but as soon as the words changed, his tone became clear: "I'll say two things today, first, acting is important, but being a person is more important than acting, you must learn to respect people, if you don't respect others, then you won't be able to film." The second is to pour cold water on you, don't think too brightly about the situation, it's already good to be popular for two or three in each class, so you have to study hard, study seriously, don't think too much, stepping into the film academy doesn't mean that you are already a star. Remember self-cultivation, diligence, fine art, and practice. ”

These words don't have much effect, they are purely the teacher's encouragement and admonition to the students, and the students don't take these things seriously, because everyone hopes and thinks that they will be the two or three people who have the last laugh.

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Finally came to the day of class, the moment Han Fei got the class schedule, he vaguely remembered the fear of being dominated by high mathematics, mechanics, and big things in those years, and a class schedule was full, not much different from the engineering school he went to in his previous life.

Who would say that going to art school is to play and play around, the class schedule is so full, aside from the public courses such as Ma Zhe, Mao Xuan, and physical education, there are also language arts classes, physical classes, vocal music classes, film appreciation, Chinese and foreign film history, performance element theory, and so on.

The class is a small class, and the teacher doesn't need to bring an attendance sheet, so you can see at a glance who is absent from class and who is lazy, so don't even think about hiding if you want to hide.

The architectural style of the performance building is very modern, the trapezoidal and arc are irregularly staggered, which seems to be unique, and the right side is a glass curtain wall, a word, a trench.

Walking all the way along the corridor, there are photos of various well-known alumni hanging on the bulletin boards on both sides, and it can be seen from the placement of the photo order that the director's style is still much higher than that of the actors, the first few are all directors, Lao Mouzi, Kaige, Section Chief Jia, Mr. Gu held the trophy and smiled brightly, and then there were well-known actors, who were green and stayed in it.

In doing so, the school not only demonstrated its own heritage and strength, but also really provoked the students' enthusiasm for it, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Today I had a language class, that is, the lines.

The group entered the classroom, uneasy and excited, mixed tastes, different from the stepped classrooms of ordinary universities, the lines class classroom is designed in an arc, probably imitating the echo bar, which is conducive to listening, and the general shape is like a miniature version of the Western parliament.

The teacher's name is Zhang Jingjing, she was the class assistant of the last undergraduate class of acting, and she became the official head teacher this year, 81 years, a few years older than the 07 students, but her eyes are very sharp, she stood on the podium expressionlessly and swept around, bluffing a group of people below stunned.

The voice is crisp, the timbre is translucent, and the words are clear.

As soon as you opened your mouth, you knew that you were an old Jianghu, and Han Fei suddenly had such a sentence in his mind inexplicably.

"The sound is in the first place, the lines are the basic skills of acting, and it is also an indispensable part of the drama, I hope you can take this course seriously, this year I will be your line teacher, this is my name and contact information, do you have any questions?"

How dare the people below have any questions, they are all recruits, how can they know what questions they have to ask.

Zhang Jingjing walked down from the podium leisurely, obviously a teacher who taught lines, but there was basically no nonsense.

"Open the textbook, turn to the tongue twister, read it one by one according to the student number, one paragraph per person, who is the number 1, you can start. ”

Kan Qingzi stood up tremblingly, and his voice was like sifting chaff: "Teacher, No. 1 is me." ”

"Don't be nervous, relax, and try it twice. ”

"The sixty-six-year-old man Lu built 66 buildings, bought 66 baskets of oil, raised 66 cows, and planted 66 weeping willows. Sixty-six baskets of oil, piled up in sixty-six rooms, and sixty-six oxen, buckled in sixty-six weeping willows. Although Kan Qingzi's speed of reading was not fast, he didn't get stuck, and he finally read it smoothly.

"Yes, I will practice more in the future, and the speed should be accelerated. ”

"Understood. Kan Qingzi patted his chest and let out a long breath, as if he had escaped death.

Then Zheng Shuang stood up, she was the youngest student of the 07 class, she was very timid at this time, and read: "Tear the word paper through the window, tear off the horizontal word paper once, and tear off the vertical word paper at a time...... Paper, is the word paper...... Tear the paper. ”

Before she finished reading a paragraph, she ate the screws, and the more she spoke, the more she lost confidence, and finally she was stunned in her seat.

The Mandarin in the Northeast is not much stronger than in the South, and there is still the problem of curling the tongue after the accent level, and you don't see the scene of "I Am a Singer", Hu Haiquan has been called "ZHI" brother.

Teacher Zhang waved his hand and encouraged a few words: "I know that you are the youngest student in this class, you can remove the Northeast accent and already pass it, but young age is not an excuse, you will have to practice more in the future, you know?"

"Got it, thank you, teacher. Zheng Shuang replied in a glutinous voice.

Next is Da Tiantian, she is not nervous at all, her mouth is smooth, a tongue twister is pronounced quickly and well, Zhang Jingjing didn't comment, she directly compared a thumbs up to her, she was so happy that Da Tiantian's neck was high, and her spirit was like a swan.

After a long time, it was finally Han Fei's turn, he stood up, first stroked the hem of his clothes, and then opened his mouth and said: "Xiao Linlin, love the silver bell, Linlin shook the silver bell hard, the bell of the silver bell is so good." The wind blows the silver bell and jingles the bell, Xiao Lin thinks that the bell is out of order, and the silver bell laughs at Linlin, who is really not clever!"

This paragraph is a bit difficult, not only the test of the front and back nasal sounds, but also the pronunciation of l and n, Han Fei actually read it in one go, and he couldn't hear the slightest sense of sluggishness, especially his timbre is transparent, this paragraph is like a recitation, Rao is Han Fei himself was also taken aback, what the hell, my level has improved again?

Bang bang bang.

Zhang Jingjing took the lead in applauding, and then the classroom burst into applause.

Wang Jinduo, who was sitting next to Han Fei, directly wrapped his arms around Han Fei's neck and said excitedly: "Damn, your kid is actually a sweeping monk, he is so deeply hidden!"

Han Fei said in his heart: What can I do, I'm also very strange.