For some reason, he suddenly felt uninterested, and he couldn't concentrate on the development of the plot on the stage at all.

This scene is the first run-in between the actors, the lines are full of loopholes, and the standard is not satisfactory.

Everything sucks!

William's gaze turned to the dimly lit auditorium and saw Oliver sitting in the corner, writing something in his notebook.

The anger that had not been endured just now was accumulated in my heart, but I couldn't find any outlet for catharsis in front of the harmless eyes of the two humans and animals.

"Stop! Little Jacob, did you get off the hook with your performance? Although you don't have a single line, you can't have no drama on your face and body, let alone stay out of it! Got it? ”

William's face must have been ugly, and even little Jacob, who usually likes to blow up thorns, was trembling with fright, and said yes again and again.

"Wait, Rogers, this isn't your one-man show! Be careful to respond to your opponent and interact with him, not only verbally, but also emotionally! Emotionally, you know? William gestured excitedly as he spoke, as if correcting a great fallacy.

Rogers kept nodding his head and said, "Got it." ”

"Amy, come over to me! The next time I hear you say yes, and (yes, then, it's often used when you forget words), you can just pack up and leave the drama club. ”

Almost all the actors present felt that William's temper was particularly short-tempered today, a little unlike the amiable him on weekdays.

Jeff spun out of nowhere, wearing a corduroy cap with his trousers rolled up above his ankles, revealing a mysterious tattoo on his white ankle.

He walked to the corner of the audience, sat down next to Oliver, leaned close to his ear and whispered: "I really came from an orator's background, and criticizing others is a set of big truths, and people can't find the slightest mistake." However, there are a lot of these words that can be found in any book of drama theory. ”

Oliver timidly looked at William, who was standing impassionedly in the light, and stuck out his tongue at his roommate.

William didn't look at Amy, who was sobbing on the side, and slapped twice: he asked loudly with a straight face: "Okay, time is running out, who is next?" ”

"It's our turn." Bai Xinrui stood up from William's side and calmly walked to the stage.

The next scene is a meeting between Knapau, played by Bai Xinrui, and several Berliners in a tavern, and several people are already standing on the stage waiting for the scene.

There are a lot of novices in this scene, including Bai Xinrui, and a few people just said a dozen lines on the stage, and William began to shake his head again and again.

"Stop!" He snapped his fingers, motioned for everyone to pause, and said, "I remember reminding you before that a truly great performance does not depend on memorizing a series of actions and lines, but on a deep understanding of the script. Only by understanding the script can you understand your character, why the lines are said the way they are, and why you move the way you do on stage. ”

His gaze swept over the faces of everyone on the stage, and finally unceremoniously landed on Bai Xinrui's carefully powdered face, and said: "Stella, did you only read your own lines in the script, but did not take the time to read the entire script, did not carefully figure out every scene, every line, and did not think about how to make a character more convincing and vigorous?" ”

Bai Xinrui pursed her mouth and didn't speak, and several actors on the stage also looked at each other and lowered their heads.

Everyone was depressed, but Oliver was still desperately recording this small book.

"Lauren, please note that the Miss Hubbell you play is not the same as yourself, she is neither a celebrity, nor a goddess, she is just an ordinary lively girl! You are so self-conscious when you perform, remember, as soon as you get on stage, you have to completely separate the character from yourself! ”

William had more and more difficulty suppressing his emotions, his voice raised a few degrees, his tone was stiff, emotional, and even a little like a quarrel.

On weekdays, although William has high requirements for his actors, he rarely gets angry, and in most cases, he can always talk to everyone gently, from performance theory to grasp the emotions of the characters, he can patiently and meticulously explain the truth.

Even if he occasionally reprimanded harshly, it was mostly for those new members of the club, and for veteran actors like Rogers and Lauren, who had rich acting experience, a good reputation, and even had their own understanding of acting, they generally adopted a tone of discussion and discussion.

Lauren's eyes began to redden, you must know that at Paris Fashion Week, those world-renowned design masters, big directors were respectful and polite when they saw her, besides, in Lauren's memory, only she criticized others, and no one ever criticized her, let alone in such a public.

She felt ashamed of herself, and her fragile glass heart shattered into slag in an instant. She shook her pretty blonde hair and walked off the stage crying, Daniel hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Lauren's shoulders.

Lauren threw herself into Daniel's arms and began to cry. Her good friends Elizabeth and Amy rushed forward to comfort her.

William glanced at his good friend Daniel and Lauren, who was crying silently, and seemed to realize that he had hit too much and too hard today.

In order not to make the scene look too embarrassing, he looked around and solemnly said to all the members of the drama club: "I don't want you to see drama as a child's play, Western drama started from ancient Greece, and slowly developed from religious ceremonies to the ancient Roman drama system, to Shakespeare in the Middle Ages, and then to Broadway now. Theatre is an art form with a long history, blending literature, technology, music, architecture, and performance. You have to walk on this stage with enough respect so that you can fully understand the theory behind this philosophical art form! ”

"Just now, I wasn't in a very good state, and it may have affected the performances of other actors, if we can, please allow us to re-enact this part." Bai Xinrui showed rationality and humility beyond her age, which surprised William.

"Alright, let's take a break and continue rehearsing in ten minutes." William's tone finally softened.

After more than an hour of intense rehearsals, the students finally breathed a sigh of relief, and they walked to a table in the corner of the black box theater and began to share cookies from the parent committee.

"William seems to be holding back an evil fire today?" Jeff touched Oliver's shoulder and whispered in his ear.

Oliver ignored him, the pen in his hand still brushing.

Jeff looked down and couldn't help but laugh, only to see Oliver's notebook read: "Interact with opponents" and "Don't be too self-conscious......

"You guy, why did you even write down William's words in the book?" Jeff looked at Oliver and couldn't laugh.

"Is there one? He's right. Oliver closed the notebook in his hand, placed it in the side pocket of his bag, and casually dealt with Jeff.

On the side, Bai Xinrui smiled and walked to William's side, pulled him to the last row of the audience and sat down, and handed him a thermos glass.

"What is this?" William took the cup, and the warm feeling came through the thick double glazing, reassuring him.

"Aunt Yun gave me rock sugar bird's nest, a Chinese tonic, you just said so much, you must have a dry mouth, drink some." Bai Xinrui's gentle gaze blew a breeze into William's proud and sensitive chest, soothing his burning nerves.

William unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a big sip like a coke, the liquid in the cup was unexpectedly sweet and delicious, like elixir soaking his heart and spleen, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked softly, "Just now...... Aren't you mad at me? ”

"How so? I think you're particularly charming when you're serious. Bai Xinrui smiled.

William's heart was moved, he felt that the Chinese girl in front of him was smart and gentle, and compared with Cynthia, who had fascinated him before, it was simply different.

After drinking most of the warm bird's nest, he felt the indescribable ironing comfort all over his body, and the troubled thoughts that were stuck in his mind seemed to be melted away little by little by these warm liquids.

Bai Xinrui leaned on William's broad shoulder, and the bird snuggled up to him.

After working hard for his ideals alone, he can enjoy a moment of tranquility and pleasure, which William has never experienced on the road of struggle for more than ten years.

His hand gently stroked Bai Xinrui's long, straight black hair.

"Feeling bad?" Bai Xinrui's voice was as soft as a spring flowing from the mountains, and William did not answer.

She had already guessed where William's nameless fire came from, but she didn't want to break it smartly, but subtly changed the subject: "Have you ever thought that our play might be performed at the David Koch Theater at Lincoln Center for the Arts in New York?" ”

William turned his head, and a pair of large light golden eyes held Bai Xinrui in his arms in disbelief, as if he was looking at a child with a high fever and talking nonsense.

"I mean, really, everyone praises us for doing a good job, so why can't we go on a bigger stage?" In the dimly lit theater, Bai Xinrui raised her head, her dark eyes shining brightly.

Even if this is whimsical, it is also a great encouragement for William, he suddenly threw away the troubles just now, and looked at the well-behaved and lovely little girl in his arms with a pink doll skirt and a white collar turned out, clean and pure as a porcelain doll.

Oh no, she's still too small, too headstrong, and completely ignorant that the world has its own set of rules of operation, which seem invisible, but in fact they are distinct, and they are strict to the point of cruelty.