After setting up the roles, the classmates went up to perform one by one, and Cao Ping also knew why Huang Lei turned a blind eye to Shang Yuxian. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoJust like in school, teachers will always favor Xueba, Shang Yuxian's performance level should be the highest in this class.

Her character is a middle-aged woman who fries fried fritters, and she did not design actions such as shouting at Zhang Luo business, being burned by an oil pot, and even designing only one line in the line: Put the money in the box and find it yourself. Just a few kneading movements, and putting the fritters into the oil pot, turning them with chopsticks, and then taking them out to control the oil, the image of a middle-aged woman who fried the fritters is vividly expressed. Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison, Huang Lei rarely praised him, and Shang Yuxian was happy.

"Cao Ping, how are you preparing?" Huang Lei shouted. Cao Ping is designed to be a simple role of a gangster who collects protection money, and there are many precedents to follow, which can be regarded as a relatively simple character.

Taking a deep breath, Cao Ping stood up, he had seen a lot of gangsters, but in his impression, he was screaming under his fist, and he had basically never seen much of the protection money. In the memories, those little prodigal boys with red, yellow, green and blue hair, swinging in the cold wind, and smoking cigarettes to pretend to be the boss, Cao Ping thought about how to interpret it.

After a while, Cao Ping lazily put his hands in his pockets, made a look of laipi, tilted his shoulders, swayed his legs, took two steps forward, and said to the air: "I said, Lao Zhao, this month's protection fee should be paid, right?" After a pause, he sneered, looked up and down, Cao Ping put his hands behind his back, slowly bent down, and said: "Slow down? I'll give you a slow? Who will give me a slow?" Stretched out his hand and grabbed it, as if he had grabbed a piece of food, put it to his mouth, and after taking a bite, Cao Ping said vaguely: " At five o'clock in the afternoon, I brought someone over to get the money, but if I couldn't hand over the money, I wouldn't want to open your fruit shop. After a playful look, Cao Ping turned around and staggered away.

Turning around and bowing slightly, Cao Ping said, "Teacher Huang, I'm done performing." ”

After a deep groan, Huang Lei held his chin and said: "It's okay~ Yes, it's counted on the passing line, but there is a problem with Li Mingming, it's a bit empty, floating on the surface, the performance traces are too heavy, and the character structure is too facial." No one stipulates that gangsters have to walk crookedly and have a hippie smile! Most of these characters in film and television dramas are performed like this, but they give people the feeling of performance, you try to get close to life, think about what those gangsters you have seen are like, and then try to show him. ”

"Uh......" Cao Ping scratched his head and said, "None of the things I've seen look like the gangsters in your impression." ”

Huang Lei was very happy to hear it, and said: "That's better! This is the only way to have characteristics, you can play it and try it." ”

Cao Ping thought about it, suddenly knelt on the ground, and said with a frightened face: "Brother, brother, I was wrong, brother, you spare me, I just came out of the Internet café, I was hungry and fainted, I have eyes and don't know Taishan, I was wrong, you let me go!"

Cao Ping turned around and walked back, and said with a serious face: "This is the kind of gangsters I usually see. "Hahaha!" The classmates in the classroom laughed like crazy, Huang Lei also looked confused, just wanted to ask something, suddenly reacted, and said: "Hey! I forgot that you know kung fu." ”

"This ......" Huang Lei was also a little difficult, and said: "The performance still has to follow the plot! Gangsters in the conventional sense do need specific performance methods......" After thinking for a long time, Huang Lei didn't come up with any more words, so he had to say: "It's because I didn't choose the role well, but you also have to focus on observing what they look like when they are not beaten...... Oh yes! Let's start with your performance, even if it's action design, there is a lot of room to play, you play that Lao Zhao, I play the gangster, you look at my performance style. ”

Seeing that Huang Lei was going to perform in person, the students all came to their senses and looked at it with a smile. Huang Lei said: "Help me call to start." After he walked to the wall, the classmates counted three times in unison, Huang Lei moved in response and walked slowly towards Cao Ping, but he didn't sway like him, he slanted his body, just walked simply. But when he lowered his head and looked around, he gave people the feeling that this guy was not a good person.

Walking to Cao Ping's side, Huang Lei leaned against the lectern, clasped his fingernails between his teeth, and said, "Busy? Lao Zhao? Business is okay, right? This month's protection fee should be paid!" He changed to a slightly amicable way, but it made the characters more life-like and more realistic. Cao Ping played with him and said with a smile: "Brother Lei, business is really not good these days, can you delay it for a few days?"

Huang Lei smiled, looked down, and said, "This is today's new pear, it looks good!"

Watching him eat pears, the conversation was interrupted, and the plot seemed a little stiff, Cao Ping hurriedly said: "Brother Lei, what I said is true, business has been really bad in the past two days, and the child has to pay tuition again, so you can give me five more days, and I will send you the money after five days, okay?"

Swallowing the pear in his mouth, Huang Lei smiled and said, "Rules are rules." Then continue to eat pears.

"This ...... Brother Lei, you want my life! I really don't have any money in hand, so you ...... You can give me a few more days!" Cao Ping sweated on his forehead, making up lines on the spot. But Huang Lei still looked at him with a smile, the pears in his hand seemed to be unfinished, Cao Ping only felt stammered, and he couldn't match the words.

Finally, Huang Lei's pears were finished, Cao Ping breathed a sigh of relief, only to see Huang Lei throw it away, wipe his hands on his body, and say lightly: "I'll come to get the money at five o'clock in the afternoon." It made Cao Ping's heart rise again.

Turning around and taking two steps, Huang Lei turned around and smiled: "How do you see my performance?"

Cao Ping let out a sigh of relief, and his sincere admiration made him applaud with the conquered classmates, this is a hanging, it is not at the same level as himself at all, and after a few changes at will, it is much stronger than his own play, which can't help but make Cao Ping breathtaking. The most important thing is Huang Lei's line skills, every pause is just right, and his grasp of the rhythm completely pulls Cao Ping's emotions, so that Cao Ping has to pour all his energy into the plot.

Huang Lei said with a smile: "Look, in this way, isn't the image of the character a little clearer? Although the surface is polite, but the gangster who is absolutely ruthless in doing things, is it a little more frightening than the image you designed?" Cao Ping was speechless, and could only nod in admiration.

Huang Lei continued: "And the Lao Zhao you played just now, I left you the line space to force you to use your creativity to plump up the character image, I believe that you have not designed the character background of the child paying tuition in advance, it is completely created on the spot, this is the drama." ”

Cao Ping nodded in a trance, people can be the best acting school teacher in the country, naturally there is something unique, such a class can really be described as looking up and picking up, everywhere is dry goods, Cao Ping has a feeling of being better than reading for ten years.

When the bell rang for the end of class, Huang Lei clapped his hands and said: "Let me tell me, tomorrow's class is a creative class, you have to go to the street to observe the characters, you all prepare, and when you come back, I will ask the characters to show it! Okay! Let's get out of class!" After finishing speaking, he walked out of the classroom with the lesson plan.

As soon as class ended, the classroom instantly became lively, there were 27 students in the class, only 8 were men, and Cao Ping was only one-third, so Cao Ping was quickly surrounded by the sound of warblers and swallows.

Those who learn acting have always been more extroverted, and even girls will play with boys. Shang Yuxian walked over and smiled at Cao Ping: "Let's go! Cao Ping! I'll take you to get the book!"

Cao Ping stood up and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Shang Yuxian showed his little tiger teeth and said, "It's okay, this is also my job, I am a member of the acting class, besides, you helped me in class." ”

To get the textbook to the fourth floor, the two climbed the stairs, Shang Yuxian turned his head and asked, "Do you have a practice uniform?"

"What kind of practice clothes?" Cao Ping asked suspiciously.

Shang Yuxian explained: "There is a physical class in the afternoon, if you want to practice physical fitness, we in the performance department have to choose one or two dances as compulsory, I choose ethnic dance and modern dance, both of which I started learning when I was a child, have you ever studied dance?"

"Men want to dance too?" Cao Ping was surprised, dancing is definitely one of his weaknesses, since he was a child, the only thing he can dance is radio gymnastics.

"Of course!" Shang Yuxian nodded and said: "The boys in our class can dance, Ma Guoxin is a folk dancer, Zhang Wenkui is Latin, and Zhang Mingming, he is tall, he dances ballet quite professionally, and he can also do some street dance." ”

What should I do? I don't know how to dance! It's okay to turn around! Cao Ping was a little apprehensive, Shang Yuxian didn't pay attention to Cao Ping's demeanor, and said: "The practice clothes are sold in the supermarket at the east gate, you can just go over and buy them after lunch." By the way, have you got your meal card?"

chatting for a while, after receiving the textbook, the second line class also began, putting away his nervousness, Cao Ping continued to study hungrily.

After eating at noon, Cao Ping went to buy practice clothes. After returning to the dormitory, I opened the package and saw that a thin layer of close-fitting fabric made Cao Ping very resistant to wearing this set of clothes similar to stockings on his body.

When Cao Ping was studying the practice clothes with a bitter face, a noisy sound in the corridor came from far and near, and with a bang, the dormitory door was pushed open, and the three young men came in in a fight.

At first, a tall and thin boy was holding a basketball, and after seeing Cao Ping, he said in a mouthful of Beijing films: "Yo! Here comes the newcomer!" said and stretched out his hand and said, "Hello buddy, my name is Zhang Yishan." ”

Cao Ping also stood up, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Hello Zhang Yishan, my name is Cao Ping." ”