"This is the interview room for the director major. The interview and examination room for the acting major is ...... in the Performing Arts Research Institute building of the School of Acting

Niu Er glanced at the five or six people sitting side by side in front of him, and there was only one female teacher among them.

When Niu Er first came in, it was the female teacher who told Niu Er that he had gone to the wrong examination room.

Now that he is back, the female teacher patiently told him again that the examination room for the acting major is not here, but at the Institute of Performing Arts of the Acting Academy.

"Thank you, teacher, my name is Niu Er. I'm here to audition for the director's profession. ”

When several teachers heard this, they immediately began to flip through the stacks of materials in their hands.

"Well, really...... At such a young age, I didn't see that you still have the ability to write screenwriting, writing songs and composing music. But why did I think you were going to major in acting at first glance?"

The female teacher looked at Niu Er teasingly, and then turned to look at the other teachers.

"Tell me, why did I preconceive that Niu Er was going to be an acting major?"

The female teacher is about thirty years old and less than forty years old. Although the face has been baptized by the years, the big and smart eyes are very expressive. The thin slap face still does not lose the beauty of his youth.

Niu Er felt as if he had seen her somewhere, and there was a sense of déjà vu. But I really don't know how I feel this way.

"Professor Zhang has always been known for his discerning eye, why don't you let this Niu Er transfer to the acting major?"

The man who spoke was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, with a hairline that had reached the top of his head, and looked to be about fifty years old.

"Thank you, teachers. Although I will not refuse to be an actor, I have already decided to specialize in directing as my main major, and I hope that the teachers will give me more guidance. ”

Niu Er no longer gave them the opportunity to continue to discuss their choice of major. Enlightened and righteous to express their attitude. It just so happens that Mr. Zhang is not the answer, so there will be no suspicion of blunt refusal.

"Okay. Although it's a bit of a pity...... If there are some plays that are more suitable for you in the future, and you are invited to play some roles, you will not refuse, right?"

Professor Zhang couldn't hide his regrets, but he still took the opportunity to touch Niu Er's bottom line.

"Thank you, Professor Zhang, if there is a suitable role, I will not refuse, at least not the play directed by Professor Zhang. ”

"This kid ...... Quite good at talking. ”

Niu Er originally thought that the second round of interviews was just to analyze some works of art as introduced in the brochure, and then make up a small story by himself. Unexpectedly, the first interview content turned out to be to ask him to sing a song and recite a poem or an article. This should have been an acting major...... He thought.

Niu Er looked around......

"Do you need a guitar?"

Professor Zhang seemed to pay close attention to his performance.

"Yes...... I'm used to playing and singing by myself. Singing coldly, it seems that he is still a little uncomfortable. ”

Professor Zhang glanced behind him. Immediately, a young man who looked like an assistant ran out, and in a blink of an eye, he came back with an acoustic guitar and handed it to Niu Er.

Niu Er auditioned and adjusted the guitar while thinking about what song to sing.

However, as soon as the strings were plucked, the scenes with those people in Mahuang Entertainment in Yuecheng, and the scenes with Azimo and Shui Luoisa appeared in front of me in an instant.

This time, I didn't even say goodbye to everyone.

I didn't even have a chance to say a word of goodbye, a precious word......

The departure of Shui Loisa and Azizmo, so.

The difference between himself and the gang of Ma Huang Entertainment is the same.

For more than a month, I was busy looking for money and revenge.

He didn't even know himself anymore.

......

The moon hung coldly in the sky

It also knows that tomorrow will be a parting

We raise the fire

Sing the song

Dance

Take advantage of the wine to tell the sorrows and joys of this life

......

Lighting a fire, singing and dancing, it was the happy past between him and Shui Luoisa.

took advantage of the wine to tell the sorrows and joys of life, there are Cai Linlin and Yao Na, and there are eight people, such as Ma Huang and crooked melons and cracked dates.

Niu Er suddenly felt that those ordinary days of leaving school with Shui Luoisa and going to school together day after day were so beautiful and so precious when I thought about it now.

However, all of this, in a flash, suddenly disappeared.

It is even possible that this life and this life will not be repeated......

The sound of the prelude guitar of Niu Er, several teachers immediately glanced at each other.

When Niu Er opened his voice and only sang one or two sentences, the other four or five teachers gave Professor Zhang a thumbs up.

The moon, you don't have to be tender like water

My friend, stop being sentimental

Yesterday has passed

All the sorrows and troubles are gone

You have to believe that tomorrow the sky will be bluer

At this point, a tear finally slipped from the corner of Niu Er's eyes.

The teachers no longer had any communication with each other, and they were completely immersed in Niu Er's singing, perhaps in his emotional world.

iet ssa iet ssa mu bbo

ne iet ssa iet ssa mu bbo

Yesterday has passed

All the sorrows and troubles are gone

You have to believe that tomorrow the sky will be bluer

......

Niu Er finished singing the first stanza and did not continue to sing.

He raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eye, but he never dared to raise his head.

Several teachers were also silent, as if they were waiting for Niu Er to calm down.

The second recitation of poetry was directly canceled by several teachers.

Niu Er's speech is quite clear, the bite is also very accurate, and the Chinese is an extremely rare standard.

The analysis of musical works has also been abolished.

The reason is that Professor Zhang asked, is this song original by Niu Er, or is it a song that has been sung in Shenzhou.

Naturally, it is the original of the cow.

This song has been given to him for the first time since the system gave it to him, and it was the first time he sang it.

If it weren't for that sudden and huge change, if it wasn't for the instant separation from those close people, if it wasn't for the fact that he gave up his family and business and crossed the ocean to this completely unfamiliar Yizhou, he didn't even know when he would have thought of this song.

The next proposition creation item was also temporarily cancelled.

Niu Er's resume clearly writes the screenwriter's ideas and plot structure outline of the second and third parts of "Condor Heroes". There are even some outlines, as well as the motivations and cause and effect of his creation of these plots.

In fact, on the one hand, several teachers feel that it is a pity that Niu Er does not become an actor, and on the other hand, they feel that Niu Er is really versatile, and choosing a directing major really seems to be the best choice.

But I feel that just singing a song to let Niu Er pass the test seems to be a bit too hasty and too unserious.

Several teachers exchanged opinions in whispers.

"A few teachers can understand your mood at this time...... Finally, you will be able to test your comprehension of painting and photography. ”

Professor Zhang seems to be the chief examiner of the interview, and almost all the questions are made by her.

An ancient landscape painting hangs on the wall.

The close-up is a pine and cypress, an old and a young seem to be in a conversation.

The old man is wearing a crown and a broad belt, the villain's yellow hair is hanging down, he is also leading a cow behind him, and the mountains and seas in the distance are foggy.

Niu Er only meditated silently for a minute or two, and then whispered four lines of poetry.

Matsushita asked the boy

The teacher of the words took the medicine

Only in this mountain

The clouds are deep and I don't know where

The four lines of the poem sounded plain, without a trace of color and emotion.

Niu Er groaned slowly, as if he was thinking about it, and spit out a few words outward.

The expressions of the five teachers also changed from calm to exciting.

Four lines of poetry, twists and turns, endless fun.

Pine is a metaphor for the character of the boy teacher.

The questioner is not a person in the mountains.

From the city to the mountains to find people, the person being searched must be extraordinary, at least in the heart of the seeker.

Interestingly, when you tell you that the teacher has already collected the medicine, you still have to ask where to collect the medicine, obviously you came from afar and are unwilling to throw it into the air.

In the mountains...... Finally there is something to be found.

Yun Shen didn't know where to go, and threw you into the deep well of complete disappointment.

As for those who have pine bones, why should they live in seclusion in the mountains?

As for this Eguanbo belt in the city, why do you want to step through the iron shoes and search for it in the mountains, the deep reasons naturally have their own understanding and comprehension.

The landscape painting was removed and replaced with a photographic work.

It's a photographic work that Niu Er has never seen before, or even a similar work.

Niu Er looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this photographer was really amazing.

The composition is good, the details are good, and the most important thing is that this moment is particularly well captured.

A scrawny old beggar.

Flowering hats, knotted rotten shirts. Naked, hanging upside down with a wooden scoop, half-leaning on the corner of a wall in front of a red door.

He carried a pair of bamboo planks in one hand and a dog-beating stick in the other.

With his mouth wide open, he seems to be singing some kind of bamboo ballad.

The setting sun shone on the lintel of the Zhumen. Half of the half-open Zhu Gate had half of its head exposed, and a black dog behind him was about to pounce on him.

The old beggar seemed to be unsteady on his feet, but he was still half-leaning against the corner, singing on a bamboo board, hoping to get some food in exchange for food. His cloudy gaze looked at the sky, and there was still a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

Even if he starves to death, as long as he has a little strength left, he will rely on his ability to exchange for food, and will never simply lie down and beg.

While Niu Er was contemplating the photographic work, Professor Zhang quietly blamed the assistant, why did you bring this work...... He is only eighteen years old, how much can he know about the history of Yizhou?

Niu Er looked at it, and felt very sorry for the old beggar in his heart.

But there was one thing that moved him very much. Let him admire this old man very much, and even admire it.

Although Niu Er does not know much about the history of Yizhou, judging from some details of the Zhumen architecture, this photographic work is obviously a realistic photographic work of Yizhou in the modern period.

Four more lines of poetry, slowly coming out.

The rice bag is full of remnants of the sun in the evening

The song board sings late autumn in the wind.

Kick the dust world with both feet

One shoulder to pick up the sorrows of the past and the present

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