A pin, a shiny pin.

Liu Housheng understands that this is an actor who forces himself to the extreme, and performs the heart-wrenching loneliness to the extreme!

Such a performance is a slap and a blood!

Such a performance is burning your own life!

An actor's pursuit of the ultimate in performance is in itself worthy of encouragement and a close-up.

Liu Housheng's eyes were full of love, and he now understood the reason why Xia Chunhe liked this young man.

He walked to Jiang Xun's side, and he looked at Zhou Ping, who was in the wind of Yushu, "Today, I would like to first thank Pu Cunxi and Jiang Xun for being able to choose the role of Zhou Ping, which gave me the opportunity to get a rich and multi-dimensional experience from a character."

However, from another point of view, because this role carries a label that is so important and meaningful to me, and is an area that I am very familiar with, it means that my eyes will be more critical......"

Got it!

So the dean laughed, Pu Cunxi, especially Jiang Xun's performance, has made Liu Housheng's evaluation high, and in the future, ordinary people's performances will not be able to enter his eyes.

Liu Housheng didn't know what the dean was thinking, he directly held Jiang Xun's hand, and the pen in his hand also fell to the ground.

"Thank you Jiang Xun, and thank you Renyi, for bringing me such a real, pure, lonely, profound, and tragic Zhou Ping!"

Everyone said that this was the case, and Jiang Xun couldn't take a pushpin to stab Liu Housheng's hand, so he bent down and picked up the pen and handed it to Liu Housheng.

"I've got it for you, young man."

Liu Housheng looked at the pen in Jiang Xun's hand and nodded slowly, "Just now, your performance gave me a new idea, this should be a little bit of my heart...... This was given to me by the organizers when I attended the Third World Literature Conference, so I should commemorate it. ”

Oh, Jiang Xun raised the pen in his hand, he knows the goods, this is Parker's most brilliant series - the Führer series sterling silver fountain pen.

Liu Housheng pulled Pu Cunxi to discuss his Zhou Ping again, and everyone's surprise couldn't be suppressed.

"Xunzi, why are you going this week," Wu Gang started first, and everyone asked, "Why is it like a different person." ”

Director Xia Chun was also looking at Jiang Xun and listening to his answer.

"Oh, Xunzi went to the orphanage, and the hospital contacted the Civil Affairs Bureau about this." So he relieved Jiang Xun, "What is this called, this is called coming from life and going to the drama......"

Oh, you don't know what life in the orphanage is like, anyway, watching Jiang Xun's performance and looking at the bloody pushpin, I'm afraid it's not cheerful.

"Xiaopu, Xunzi, in this play, I can play." Director Xia Chun finally left a sentence.

Xunzi - Jiang Xun?

Listening to this name, over there, Liu Housheng feels familiar, Jiang Xun? How familiar is the name?

"The Mulberry Ping Chronicle of Chinese Opera, Xunzi plays a madman in it." Pu Cunxi took the initiative to explain.

Oh, Liu Housheng remembered that it was the drama directed by Xu Xiaozhong, the dean of Chinese opera, and one of the students in it passed the preliminary evaluation of this year's Plum Blossom Award.

A student who is still in school, a student who has not yet graduated!

But looking at this young student, young actor, Yang madman Li Fulin and Zhou Ping, is this one person playing?

Liu Housheng refused to be retained by Renyi, and when he returned home, he couldn't wait to start writing the manuscript.

The title of the manuscript is called: The Self-cultivation of a Young Actor.

“…… In the mid-to-late 80s, popular literature and pop songs occupied almost the entire literary market, and many serious arts, including drama, were greatly impacted and fell into a trough......

Middle-aged actors are like quenched steel, becoming more and more tenacious, and the younger generation of actors have ideals and ambitions......

In July, Mr. Cao Yu's classic drama Thunderstorm was rehearsed in Beiping, and a young Chinese opera student put in a lot of effort to play this role well......"

Liu Housheng looked at the lit desk lamp and stopped the pen in his hand.

He wasn't sure if the word hard work could sum up Jiang Xun's behavior, and that shining pin seemed to be nailed to his mind.

What is this, this is madness, it is a demon, madness for the sake of drama, madness for the sake of drama!

"If you don't go crazy, you can't live, and the stage is as big as your heart." Liu Housheng continued, "Now this young actor is only a college student, but the good news is that he has entered the vision of the Plum Blossom Award......

I think that as long as there are such actors, the banner of Renyi will be fought forever......"

"How long can the banner of Renyi be fought? Is the teahouse the last supper of Renyi? No, as long as the spark of drama is ignited, a raging fire will surely be ignited in the wasteland of literature and art. ”

Liu Housheng only changed a few words to finalize this draft.

He wants to publish it in Chinese dramas, and he also wants to send it to the People's Daily, and he wants to justify people's art!

But he still didn't feel satisfied, and immediately called a judge of the Plum Blossom Award jury, and he didn't care whether the other party was asleep or not, and highly recommended Jiang Xun.

"I know, I've also seen his Li Fulin, he acted very vividly, but he is too young, how long has he been standing on this stage, so many old actors in the drama field ......"

The other party's words obviously angered Liu Housheng, too young?

What era is this? This is an era of openness, an era of reform, in which everything is thriving without sticking to one pattern, emancipating the mind.

"I think you should really let the thunderstorm wash your brain...... "If it wasn't late at night, Liu Housheng might have been able to go to the other party's home or office to debate.

"I strongly recommend Jiang Xun and ask the Plum Blossom Award jury to seriously consider my opinions."

The old man is serious, and he is afraid of the word serious in the world.

In other words, in the battle for the Plum Blossom Award, Jiang Xun already has a strong supporter!

……

At the beginning of September, the weather in the city of Beiping gradually cooled down in the morning and evening.

The day after tomorrow, freshmen will be enrolled, and the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and Jiang Xun has become a junior student.

In the new semester, Mr. Yan Gang is in charge of their acting class.

Jiang Xun's head was numb for a while, he had to rehearse the thunderstorm and prepare six sketches a week, he felt that he was really exhausted.

Teacher Yan Gang is different from other teachers, he stipulates that students must first make up, have an idea, and then go to the teacher to talk. The teacher thought it was okay and came back to rehearse. If the teacher doesn't pass, you don't complete the homework.

"Xunzi, what do you say you can do?" Jiang Shan's biggest headache is also the sketch, she doesn't know how to make the sketch at all.

The three of them sat in the rehearsal room, and the rehearsal hall that was snatched from He Bing and Chen Xiaoyi was a little distracted.

"How many times have you called back?"

Han Qing complained, "Don't let people live?" ”

Jiang Xun looked at his watch, it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, and their creativity was beaten back countless times by Teacher Yan Gang, and the three of them were completely desperate.

"There's a physical class tomorrow, and then there's an acting class, what should I do, Xunzi?" Jiang Shan leaned back to back against Jiang Xun.

Tomorrow morning at half past six must also be present in the physical classroom. How do I get through?

"Hey, can you go back to sleep?" Jiang Xun scratched his hair, "I can't sleep, let's just not sleep either, let's ...... like this"

Yes?

After hearing this, Han Qing was stunned at first, and then laughed wildly, but after laughing, there was a look of horror, "Xunzi, if you do this, I'm afraid that we will fail the acting class this semester!" ”