Chapter 187: Sell it first

The easiest way to judge whether an actor is a beginner is to see if he can cry in an instant.

It's really not that difficult, who doesn't know a few drama friends who cry when they say they cry in ordinary life.

The simpler ones are just looking at the lights without blinking, and you will feel it after a minute or two of brewing, and the more difficult ones will mobilize your emotions and recall some sad pasts.

"Turn the lights off."

Ji Yun's requirements for him were undoubtedly extremely high, and he directly ordered Xiaoying to turn off the lights.

is not only to prevent Huang Xuan from being opportunistic, but more importantly, the performance of this section can be more emotional in a dim environment.

He can know Huang Xuan's acting skills through appearances, but the audience watching the video may not be able to capture Huang Xuan's emotions because they are too bright.

The audience's evaluation he wants is: Huang Xuan's performance is very good, even if the main protagonist is opposite, it is eye-catching.

Instead of: Huang Xuan acted well, but he was a big step worse than Ji Yun.

"Do you want to play?" Wan Qian looked up and asked.

The previous group of demons was really interesting, but it was boring to watch too much.

What is presented in the video is a collection of jokes, and it can take dozens or hundreds of people to distill five minutes of high-quality content.

Most people's work is boring and boring.

finally came to a serious interview, and Wan Qian also became interested.

"Is that okay?" Huang Xuan's face was overjoyed.

He used to face the wall and the mirror when he performed this part before, and if there was really a professional to play with him, he would definitely perform better.

Ji Yun stopped Wan Qian, who was eager to try, behind him, "Yes, I'll play for you." ”

"Huh?"

Before Huang Xuan could speak, Ji Yun had already stood up and walked around the table.

"Start your show."

Ji Yun had a cold face, and didn't give him a chance to refute.

"Okay." Huang Xuan reluctantly accepted.

Wan Qian also watched quietly with her face on her face, she now somewhat understood why Ji Yun was embarrassed by Huang Xuan.

This man is a little too inferior.

It was as humble as the dirt, even worse than the actor they had met on the first day.

The innate condition of this line is that you can't have stage fright.

If he faces Ji Yun's difficulties, he will have stage fright, how will he face the director's provocation in the future?

Huang Xuan's eyes closed and opened them again, and he was already in a sturdy state.

Ji Yun's eyes lit up, Huang Xuan must have put in a lot of effort and entered the role quickly.

He squatted on the ground and looked up at Ji Yun with an indifferent face, as if the other party had become the horse widow in the play.

"Poof!"

Huang Xuan fell to his knees with a bang, his knees hitting the floor with a violent explosion.

"I'm coming... I got it. ”

His hands were clenched, and his teeth were constantly torn in the palms.

In an instant, all the pain poured into my heart, and tears slipped from my eyes in an instant.

Coughing, sobbing, his lines were already slurred, but his emotions were still full.

"The baby is not at fault."

The sound of pleading made his vocal cords tremble slightly, and he looked helplessly at the horse widow, hoping that she would change her mind slightly.

I'm rotten as a person, and I don't have a future anymore.

"The baby has no fault... I'll come..."

Please let my children live well.

He curled up in pain.

Secretary Xiaoying's empathy ability is relatively strong, and watching Huang Xuan's hard-working performance, she has burst into tears at this time.

Only five minutes of footage made Huang Xuan ponder for three days without sleep.

Huang Xuan stood up, wiped the tears from his face, and looked at Ji Yun expectantly, waiting for his evaluation.

Ji Yun turned around and returned to his seat and said to Wan Qian, "You evaluate it first." ”

Wan Qian nodded: "The performance is good." ”

Huang Xuan pursed his lips and laughed, he finally got a hint of affirmation.

"But the performance lacks layering, but that's understandable, after all, you don't have much experience in acting."

Wan Qian paused, "You should have read a lot of acting books, right?" ”

"I've seen some." When it comes to reading, Huang Xuan finally became confident.

"But you don't have a good teacher to correct you, so you have a lot of questions that you can't figure out. Your performance is a bit stiff, like looking for theories in the book for Ji Yun's performance, and then imitating Ji Yun's acting method after reasonably explaining the principles in the book. ”

Huang Xuan was stunned, he didn't expect Wan Qian to see it so thoroughly, it was just the same.

"Yes."

"Your biggest problem is that you only performed this paragraph, and you haven't precipitated the previous story, and there is less emotional progression."

Wan Qian rarely said so much, but Huang Xuan's performance just now really made his eyes shine.

"I may also say this in writing, emotional progression means that in a performance, from 0 to 100 it takes 1, 2, 3, 4, 5... Step by step. It's like the bottom of a hot pot, from non-spicy to slightly spicy, then to medium spicy, to spicy... Step by step. ”

A true sentence is transmitted, and a false transmission is passed on to ten thousand books.

Wan Qian said it very bluntly, if Huang Xuan didn't understand it, he would be sorry for his efforts for so long.

"I see, thank you, teacher." Huang Xuan bowed deeply.

He has been walking alone on the road of interpretation, and there are few people who can guide him, Wan Qian's words made him suddenly open, and some of the previous confusions were also solved.

Even if it doesn't succeed today, it will be a baptism for his future performances.

"Overall, you're doing pretty well."

After speaking, she turned sideways and looked at Ji Yun.

Ji Yun pondered for a long time, his brows furrowed, and Huang Xuan's heart jumped violently.

"Do you know the shrimp painted by Master Qi Baishi?"

Ji Yun did not make a direct evaluation, but asked Huang Xuan a puzzling question.

"I know." Although Huang Xuan didn't know what he meant, he nodded honestly.

"How many legs does the shrimp he drew have?"

"Huh?" Huang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and flipped out this piece of information from his memory, anyway, it wasn't ten: "Seven or eight?" ”

"Gojo." Ji Yun didn't bother to worry about whether he knew the reason for this, and explained to him directly: "The first reason is because the five legs are good-looking. ”

"I see." Huang Xuan instantly understood something.

Ji Yun was dissatisfied with his imitation of him.

The shrimp ten legs are real, but they are not the most beautiful, and you can't learn everything.

"What about the second reason?" Wan Qian raised her head and asked.

She wanted to pry Ji Yun's head open very much, and it was unfavorable to memorize the lines, but she remembered these but never forgot it.

"I won't mention the second reason."

Wan Qian pouted, he was the most beaten when he sold Guanzi.

The second reason is that Ji Yun can't say it, because he doesn't understand it either.

Master Qi Baishi said that art is expensive between the similar and the unlike, and if it is too similar, it is flattering, not like deceiving the world.

If you say this to Huang Xuan, it is like telling a person who has just practiced swords that he has no sword in his hand and a sword in his heart, and he has to go crazy.

"I can only give you 60 points for this performance."

Huang Xuan was a little frustrated, which was far from the evaluation in his own heart.

"You go back and wait for news."

One sentence was tantamount to a direct announcement of the failure of the verdict, and Huang Xuan's face suddenly turned gray.

He tried to squeeze out a smile: "Thank you, teacher." ”

Seeing Huang Xuan turn around and leave, Wan Qian suddenly asked, "He acted very well, why don't you want him?" ”

Ji Yun smiled: "I will definitely sign him, but I have to make the audience react." ”