But Wan Changsheng definitely didn't come to show off his talent, he knocked on the blackboard with chalk: "Teacher, in your time, there were so many poor farms that everything was closely related to life and production, this was a very pure situation.

But in the family of such a factory child, there is a slight progress and pursuit, because at least she has received a primary education......"

As he spoke, he started to draw a new scene on the other side of the blackboard.,Ah,This kind of easy drawing,It's really only he has it.。

The person who watched it did not feel impatient at all, only wondering what would appear under the chalk: "The times are advancing, this is a change in the family that someone has gone out to work, they will have more household appliances that are not commensurate with the building, more plastic toys for children,

Even if it's cheap, it's something you can't buy in the countryside, but it's rare to buy anything for the elderly, because the old people don't accept new things in the city, and the filial ones give money directly......"

Lao Lei still hugged his arms, but he no longer had the contempt he deliberately showed before, thinking.

Wan Changsheng immediately opened another one: "This is a family that happens to be involved in the decoration industry with a part-time job, and knows how to lay floor tiles, paint walls, and even paste wallpaper.

But why do you do this, how to match it to look good, I don't understand, so it is inevitable that there will be something useless, but they are actively moving closer to the people in the city,

It is precisely these props that can reflect the characteristics of rural families, the characteristics of the modern era, and the countryside also has spare money in pursuit of a better standard of living.

Although they are still not sure of the point, there is a huge difference from the eighties and nineties when you summed up your experience. ”

This is said very implicitly.

But a very clear reminder to old Ray that your old experience is not quite right now.

Ordinary people casually say that it's okay, Lao Lei represents the highest level of domestic stage art.

He often goes out to give lectures, exchange experiences, and pass on attitudes.

If you don't adjust some details in time, and still stick to some of your own views that have been solidified for twenty or thirty years, once someone grabs the pigtails, it is easy to ruin the signboard if you don't handle it properly.

There are three scene pictures on the blackboard, and just by looking at the three pictures, you can clearly distinguish the characteristics of three families with similar economic levels.

In particular, the latter two are both rural families, and there are some changes in occupational characteristics.

Lao Lei looked at it attentively, but quickly laughed: "In recent years, I have had fewer opportunities to go to the countryside to collect style, and it seems that I am indeed a little slack." ”

Jiang Zhuqing was a little nervous, the graduate student is no big or small with the tutor, I am afraid that I will offend people.

But the current reaction made Lin Chuni's eyes flash.

However, Lao Lei pointed out: "The class is almost two months, even if it is your mid-term summary, continue to ......"

Wan Changsheng nodded and continued: "There are two major schools of thought in stage art, one is that stage art is subordinate to the director and the script, and the other is that stage art participates in the director and script, and you are the grandmaster of the latter school. ”

Jiang Zhuqing couldn't help but be nervous again.

Wan Changsheng's academic point of view, how can he rush to the root at every turn.

This is just like the struggle between the Huashan Qi Sect and the Sword Sect, and this kind of struggle in all walks of life is life and death.

The dispute between the north and the south on Lao Jing's side is similar.

But Wan Changsheng's attitude is to dare to face this kind of battle: "In my opinion, this is a false proposition......"

Hey, not only Lin Chuni wanted to stop him, but Lao Lei's eyebrows stood up.

That's why Wan Changsheng is bold.

fooled the female disciples of the southern faction to come to the northern faction as heirs, and now they dare to make nonsense: "This matter depends on the high status of the stage or the high status of the director and screenwriter.

If you go out, even the director has to give some face, what scenes have to be discussed with you, or just hand over this piece to you, because you participate attentively, figure out and repeatedly think about how to reflect the scene, the director can save trouble, and even inspire inspiration. ”

While talking, he also knocked on the blackboard, and he was also used to attending classes in the art examination class.

But these words were shot tactfully and kindly, Lao Lei was also comfortable listening to it, looking at the detailed three rural scene maps, only people with intentions would analyze it so seriously and attentively.

With this kind of attitude, what can't you do well?

The so-called eyebrows are slightly softened.

Wan Changsheng continued: "Changing the fledgling stage artist, facing the big director, how many are as lucky as me to be appreciated?"

It's good to be able to hold your job with trepidation, and dare to talk about the relationship of participation or obedience? If we instill this idea of elevating our own status in the stage students when we are educating,

Later...... In reality, you will be beaten by society to doubt your life, and in turn doubt whether you are right. ”

Lao Lei was a little angry: "That means I'm still wrong?" ”

Wan Changsheng hurriedly shook his head: "You're right, but you confuse the dual identities of educators and stage artists, that is, you have integrated the two of virtue and art." ”

Lin Chuni may have followed Wan Changsheng for a year or two, and she was indeed a lot bolder, and dared to hurriedly laugh twice: "I haven't heard such a fresh and refined tout for a long time, and it is so appropriate!" ”

Jiang Zhuqing's face is my mother, is the relationship between teachers and students in your stage art major so casual?

Lao Lei couldn't play that kind of angry expression with a great sense of proportion, and laughed: "Flicker! You continue to fool! Xiao Lin is in charge of taking notes and writing down all the evidence of his crimes! ”

Lin Chuni immediately didn't dare to speak, and lowered her head to recall painfully.

Wan Changsheng is serious: "Maybe I have done four years of art examination training, and I deeply feel the intersection and difference between these two identities, and I must admit that the vast majority of students, even college students and graduate students, have almost zero probability of becoming a top master like you." ”

This time, no one laughed at him, he patted his ass well, and they all listened quietly.

Wan Changsheng also drew a triangle on the blackboard: "This will always be a pyramid-like existence, in the end, are we cultivating the spire, or the most solid base?" ”

Then he asked himself: "Based on such a large country and such a large population base, I choose the latter, give up some sect disputes, school disputes, and expand the scope of basic cultivation as much as possible, so that there is a greater possibility of more spires." ”

Put down the chalk and pat the ashes: "This is my attitude, first teach students as much as possible to survive, and love this craft, and then they will continue to shine and drive more people to join this industry. ”

Finally, he smiled: "Not only the stage art, but also the sculpture, seal carving and even the entire art system, I look at it this way, please correct the teacher." ”

Lao Lei pointed out what he was correcting, he was reminiscing.

Of course, it is not to reminisce about Wan Changsheng's fresh and refined touting, but this attitude of independent thinking.

Looking back at Lin Chuni: "Did you write it down?" ”

Lin Chuni nodded vigorously: "I recorded!" ”

Old Lei: "Pass it to me...... Changsheng, don't stretch yourself too tightly, you are an artist, don't let yourself carry too heavy responsibilities and burdens, relax a little. ”

Jiang Zhuqing didn't believe his ears anymore, and the graduate tutor commented on the student's report topic, and actually told him to relax!

Which graduate student is not chased like a dog by his own tutor, Lao Lei is even more famous for driving students to the countryside, collecting style, painting materials, and watching props can exhaust people's!

Now the sun is coming out of the west, telling students not to get tired.

Legend has it that Wan Changsheng is Lao Lei's own son, is it true?

Wan Changsheng bowed his hand: "Thank you teacher for caring about ......" and then relaxed and smiled: "Without the Spring Festival Gala, I would be much more relaxed, and I have hardly touched the plastic clay until now." ”

Lao Lei snorted: "It's almost enough to hit the mud, that's just a small part of the entire stage art, you have to focus on the overall relationship, otherwise you will waste your field of vision." ”

Wan Changsheng respectfully arched his hand, but he did not argue that sculpture was the foundation of his life.

Who doesn't want to catch such a talent.

Guo Huaisheng favored Wan Changsheng as his own son, and Lao Jing and Lao Gou were even more eager to get along, all because Wan Changsheng was like a martial arts wizard, and the skill trees of the fire, wood, and earth systems were lit quickly, and they also had a pattern of leading sect masters.

Turning his head again, Lao Lei is the legendary strict department head professor: "Wan Changsheng first accumulated skills, abilities, and operations before he began to drill theories, understand, these are all tools, tools are not good to play, don't blow theories, don't talk about art if the theory is not good!" If the tool doesn't work, don't talk about anything else, hurry up and master the tool! ”

The two girls were really frightened and silent.

Lin Chuni also held the recording and notes with both hands.

Lao Lei left satisfied, and turned back at the door: "Changsheng, you remember to go to the crew more often, and talk more to the actors, especially young actors with potential." ”

Wan Changsheng looked at me with a hum-hmm, but in his heart, who cares about me at this time.

Lin Chuni immediately jumped up and let out a long sigh: "My mother, tell me to hurry up and grasp the tools to go there, my eyes can kill people, and I hate the kind of iron that can't become steel!" ”

Jiang Zhuqing could see it: "Blame us for not helping Director Wan, let him support it alone." ”

Lin Chuni was not serious, and jumped in front of Wan Changsheng: "It's almost a potential young actress!" He also made the gender word more emphasized.

Wan Changsheng was surprised: "Do artists need to experience all kinds of emotions firsthand?" It's just an excuse for some people to indulge themselves, reading books, reading can make people experience other people's lives......"

Lin Chuni finally praised: "Cow batch!" Cowhide Plath! can convince Lao Lei's heart. ”

Wan Changsheng simply taught her hand-in-hand: "It's this routine, you set your intentions high, and when you talk to people, others think you, wow, you're so tall......"

Lin Chuni understood in seconds: "Oh, I'll do the same later, this is to improve the aesthetics of the whole people, in order to improve the quality of the people?" ”

Wan Changsheng looked at her with a smile and a word.

Lin Chuni immediately reacted: "Oh oh, oh, this is said to Lao Lei, he likes to listen, Boss Li, these mercenary businessmen, all they care about is money, I want to invest in what he likes to talk about After the listing, this can attract financing and make a profit?" ”

Wan Changsheng smiled with a teachable slap on his face.

Isn't this the routine of him in front of the Guanyin Temple, seeing people talking about people, and talking nonsense, fortune-telling and carving chapters are nothing more than raising a little bit of life and death, blessings and misfortunes, etc., who doesn't believe it.

As a result, Lin Chuni was ecstatic and directly hugged him and kissed him fiercely, even poking her tongue over, and without waiting for Wan Changsheng to react, she turned around and grabbed the helmet and ran.

Before going out, he also fished a handful on Jiang Zhuqing's chest.

Frightened, the graduate student of the acting major screamed and covered his chest, looking at the boy who was sluggish and covering his mouth.

I guess I'm weighing in my heart, whether to fight for a show!