Although this is a quiz in class, although Teacher Yan Gang did not fall asleep last night, the atmosphere in the classroom is very relaxed.

"How to act out a person's death...... I think there is a situational requirement. ”

Teacher Yan Gang stepped off the podium, there was no way, the crooked machine gun on the podium was too dazzling, he was afraid that if he got his hands on it, he would suddenly surprise all these precious students in front of him.

"Who died, where they died, when they died, and why...... You have been shot, jumped off a building, burned, flooded, sickened, crucified, stabbed, hacked to death, ......"

I'll go!

The students were staggered, they really didn't expect that there were so many ways to die.

Well, since there are so many ways to die, you have to die differently, Xu Wei is showing a person riding a bicycle and crashing into a big truck, and the person is gone in an instant.

It was Hu Jun who performed the big truck, he bumped into Xu Wei head-on, Xu Wei subconsciously covered his eyes with his hands, his pupils dilated, and his face was a hideous expression.

He took a few sharp steps backwards and fell to the ground, his body still for a moment......

"Yes, the acting is very realistic, it can be seen that it happened at night," Teacher Yan Gang never spared his encouragement to these children, "However, such a death is too superficial, it is an ordinary car accident." ”

Oh, the superficial of death?

Several female classmates laughed, and Gong Lijun also laughed, she was under too much pressure these days, and at the age of twenty-five or sixteen, she had dark circles under her eyes.

"Teacher, I'll die," Li Hongtao raised his hand, "I saw a drowning man on the beach of Qindao." ”

Well, Jiang Xun agreed, this big brother is going to show how to drown.

Li Hongtao didn't need anyone to assist in the performance, standing in the classroom, and after a while, he blushed and had a thick neck, and his hands were also scratching and shaking in the air......

After a pause, his hand stopped moving, as if floating on the water, rising and falling with the waves......

Oh, the performance was very vivid, and Jiang Xun took the lead in applauding.

"Yes, it's just a bit exaggerated," Mr. Yan Gang scratched in the air like him, "How does this look like chicken blood, there is no such sense of suffocation as death, well, death is too exaggerated." ”

"Teacher Yan, I'll die one." Hu Jun took the initiative to raise his hand.

Without waiting for Yan Gang to answer, he picked up the imitation pistol on the table.

He gasped with difficulty, leaning against the corner of the classroom, his gun hanging limply on the ground.

"Hey—"

There is no big brother to make props, Hu Jun brought Chen Xiaoyi's pencil case, and he has the right to be a big brother.

Teacher Yan sat in Hu Jun's seat, and in his class, everyone was very casual, sitting at will, talking at will, and they didn't all have to sit in their seats.

"Xunzi, I feel why this paragraph is so familiar." He Bing hugged Jiang Xun's neck and smashed his mouth.

is familiar, this is the part of Leslie Cheung's "The True Color of Heroes" played by Song Zijie who is dying in the phone booth, he is seriously injured and has a premonition that he will not be able to survive the hospital, so he goes to the phone booth halfway to call his wife who has just given birth.

Endure the pain and can't reveal that you are hurt, and the joy of welcoming a new life, and the reluctance.

Hu Jun gritted his teeth and said the last three words, "Hu ...... Haoran "!

I'll go!

People named the child Song Haoran, and he changed his name to others and followed his surname.

When we first watched the true colors of heroes together, none of my friends didn't cry. Now, everyone is booing and laughing.

"Well, this is the death of a policeman," Teacher Yan Gang was also amused by him, "But Hu Da class leader, you tell us, are you acting in a comedy or a tragedy?" Don't tell me it's a tragedy, don't say it's a tragedy, it's sad to double it, look at everyone's reaction......"

What kind of reaction, everyone is happy.

"It's too comedic to die." Teacher Yan Gang commented, "Don't let the male classmates die, but also the female classmates will die for me to see, what's the matter, Gong Lijun...... You have to prepare again, like this, Xu Fan. ”

Xu Fan performed that she was terminally ill and died, she was lying on the table, two lines of tears slowly flowed from her eyes, her hand was raised weakly, and she touched Wang Ban's face, and then slowly drooped.

"Yes, this mother-son separation is touching." He Bing has always liked to add small batches to the big guys, but Xu Fan's performance really makes everyone feel a sense of substitution.

"Teacher, classmates, everyone has their own way of dying, I'll show you a jumping off the building."

Well?

There are no props for everyone's way of dying, but the props for jumping off the building are ready-made.

Chen Xiaoyi stepped on the bench and went to the window, she was going to play a girl who fell out of love and was about to jump off the building.

This kind of cliché plot was quite new at the end of the eighties.

"I still have to find someone to assist in the performance, pull me a little, don't let me jump ......" Chen Xiaoyi held on to the window frame and looked down, the classroom was on the third floor, not very high.

"I'll come." Jiang Xun was closest to her, and took the initiative to stand up and act as a good person, "Don't ink, it's a good thing, buddy." ”

"I'll act, I'll act," Chen Xiaoyi saw that Jiang Xun was a little anxious, he was in a hurry when he jumped off the building, but in the next second, she changed into a sad look, and her eyes seemed to be about to shed tears.

Well, it's a good mood.

"Dad, Mom, goodbye, my daughter is not filial, I ......" Chen Xiaoyi suddenly felt a hand behind her push her, she immediately let out a scream, and her hands tightly grasped the window frame.

She glanced at the classroom fearfully, and Jiang Xun looked at her with a smile under the window. "Xunzi, you want to harm me......"

"I told you just now, don't ink, just jump, what do you do when you say your lines?"

"I can't express my psychology through my lines," Chen Xiaoyi still hugged the window frame tightly, reluctant to come down, "Besides, you see which drama has a real jump, don't ink for a while." ”

Don't say it, it's true.

"Come on, Xiaoyi, you can't do this." Teacher Yan Gang said, he quickly walked to the blackboard, but when he saw the machine gun, he smiled, gently put the machine gun on the ground, and picked up the chalk.

"There are two kinds of states in a person before death, the psychological state and the physiological state. Extreme fear, grief, even anger, instinctive desire to survive, shortness of breath, involuntary convulsions of the body, and gradual subsidence of the inevitable death are not shown by you......"

"Of course, no actor can perform the best in his dying state, and the actor will not really risk "dying" in order to play this dying state well, but an artistic creation completed by combining life experience, whether there is a sense of reality depends on the actor's professional ability......

He looked at everyone, and He Bing said softly, "Acting." ”

"Yes, it's acting." Yan Gang looked at Jiang Xun, "What's the matter, young master, let's have a while?" Last night......"

"He was the one who told us to knock on your door last night," Chen Xiaoyi

immediately exposed him mercilessly, "Teacher, you let Xunzi die now, let him die a few more times." ”

"Yes, different ways to die, let's make a question," He Bing didn't let go of this opportunity to embarrass Jiang Xun, "Do you think so?" ”

Yan Gang didn't disagree, this Jiang Xun didn't sleep all night last night, but he also wanted to see this child's acting skills, he was not satisfied with the death of these classmates in the class, how did he die fresh and refined, impressive, this is the time to test his acting skills.

Because, as he just said, you can't experience life when you die.

Therefore, the experiential school does not work, and now in the performance of death, you have to look at the expressionist one.

As far as he knew, Jiang Xun was a fan of the experiential school!