Chapter 7 A Play
Is it so ruined?
no!
Xu Tongyu was full of unwillingness in his heart. He spent a lot of time and energy for this role. He even rejected a popular variety show, licking his face and asking the seniors of the company for advice.
He paid so much for the role, he couldn't lose it!
Xu Tongyu took a deep breath, bit his tongue again, forced himself to calm down, and went to recall the previous rehearsal.
There was always a voice in his heart telling him to surpass Ning Zhou! More than Ning Zhou!
The influence of Ning Zhou's previous entry into the play was too great. Only when his performance is better than Ning Zhou can he win this role.
He can't lose!
However, his determination to surpass Ning Zhou was too strong, and he kept replaying Ning Zhou's previous appearance in his mind, so he unconsciously imitated, and unknowingly gave up his pre-set performance style.
A scene Xu Tongyu is indeed fully performed, but because of imitation, his performance is superficial, and people cannot see deeper things.
Xu Tongyu didn't know, he thought he had done well, and bowed confidently to the person in charge of the audition.
He thought he would be praised, but when he looked up, he saw that the three audition directors were all frowning, and Yu Fei looked at him with even more anger.
Yu Fei once praised Xu Tongyu's acting skills in front of Wang Yiqing and Assistant Director Zhang, and he was also the Xu Tongyu he recommended to Wang Yiqing, but Xu Tongyu's performance just hit him in the face.
He didn't even have any comments for Xu Tongyu, his fingers were clenched tightly, and Xu Tongyu's resume was clenched into a ball by him.
Wang Yiqing was the most relaxed of the three. He looked directly at Xu Tongyu and asked, "Have you seen anyone play this role before? I feel that you are imitating him, but only to the point of shape, no, it should be Not even imitating the shape, let alone being a god, makes your performance look nondescript and the characters seem illogical."
Wang Yiqing is like this. He can always use the mildest expression to make succinct comments, and his sentences point to the key points without showing any affection.
Xu Tongyu defended himself, "I didn't."
He played himself, he didn't imitate anyone!
Wang Yiqing saw that Xu Tongyu hadn't realized his mistake, so he didn't say anything anymore. He said everything that should be said, and it was up to him to understand it.
"Go back and wait for the news." Wang Yiqing asked Xu Tongyu to go down, but he had already written Xu Tongyu's name.
Xu Tongyu bowed, but his face darkened when he turned to leave.
It was not until Xu Tongyu left the conference room that Assistant Director Zhang discussed with Wang Yiqing in a low voice: "He has a mountain in his heart, he is in awe, fear, and can't wait to climb over this mountain. He takes this mountain too seriously and ignores it. There is actually a path of his own under his feet."
"If he hadn't seen it sooner..." Assistant Director Zhang sighed, feeling rather regretful, "I'm afraid his career as an actor won't go far.
" Making Xu Tongyu unable to see the road under his feet also blocked Xu Tongyu's sight, preventing him from seeing the wider world. If he doesn't realize it in time, Xu Tongyu will only be confined within a square inch and will never stop.
Wang Yiqing picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, noncommittal.
On the other hand, Yu Fei snorted, expressing his disapproval, "There is nothing like a mountain or a mountain, everyone has a bad time."
Assistant Director Zhang smiled inexplicably. He didn't believe that Yu Fei couldn't see it, just Because Xu Tongyu was the person he recommended, and now he overturned the car, he naturally used his poor condition to honor himself.
"Let Xu Ze come in." Wang Yiqing ignored the turbulent undercurrent between Assistant Director Zhang and Yu Fei, and called the next person.
Ning Zhou retreated to the corner again and waited quietly.
This time he didn't cover his eyes, stared straight ahead, and didn't know what he was thinking.
Xu Tongyu came out of the conference room, and when he passed Ning Zhou, he was arrogant like a fighting rooster, and finally snorted heavily before leaving with his assistant.
Ning Zhou did not respond to Xu Tongyu's childish behavior, and was still letting himself go.
The auditioners went in and out, but Ning Zhou didn't even take a look. He seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, and everything around him had nothing to do with him.
"Ning Zhou." The
staff called out Ning Zhou's name. At this time, the artists in the corridor had almost gone, and compared to the previous lively, it seemed relatively empty.
When Ning Zhou heard his name, his empty eyes slowly recovered. He took out the black-rimmed glasses in his shirt pocket and put them on, grabbed the bangs, and let the half-length bangs cover his eyes slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Zhou's temperament changed.
He is a dull nerd, and he can't even make people notice his delicate facial features. At first glance, he has the temperament of a scholar.
Han Qi was stunned for a moment. Although she had seen Ning Zhou's state of being a living person before, but seeing it again, Han Qi would still have some emotions.
That's why she knew that Ning Zhou was a rebellious person and had to sign Ning Zhou with a lot of black history.
He seems to be born to act.
Watching Ning Zhou enter the conference room, Han Qi's heart also calmed down. If he was worried that Yu Fei would stumble Ning Zhou before, but now Han Qi is not worried.
It's not that Han Qi thinks that Ning Zhou will succeed in the audition, but that she is assured of Ning Zhou's strength, and Jiang Hangting is there to help. Without this role, there will be another role.
Ning Zhou itself is a shining gold.
In the conference room, Yu Fei frowned at Ning Zhou's name. Before Ning Zhou came in, Yu Fei took the lead and said, "I'm the one who said the ugly thing in front of me. No matter how Ning Zhou behaves later, I will not I will choose him to be the protagonist. I can't imagine how much loss a person who has no sense of time will bring to the crew when he joins the crew."
As soon as Yu Fei finished speaking, the people in the conference room were pushed away, and a young man wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in.
His eyes were drooping, and the gods were a little dull. When walking, his head was slightly lowered, and he seemed to focus only on his toes.
The thick bangs covered his smooth forehead, the tail of his hair slightly blocked his eyes, his lips were white, pursed tightly, and there was no smile.
Yu Fei, who was still talking a second ago, seemed to be suddenly choked by someone, and was speechless for a while.
He didn't even recognize that the person in front of him was Ning Zhou. For a moment, he had an illusion that the boy in front of him was Meng Geng who came out of the script.
Meng Geng, the male protagonist of "The Rest of Your Life Will Be Warm", he was a dull nerd who only focused on studying, walking with his head down forever, avoiding everyone's contact. In the dead of night, the devil in his heart began to wreak havoc. He seemed to be a different person, mad and gloomy.
In order to control the devil in his heart, Meng Geng used the pain of self-mutilation to awaken his weak sense.
So no one knew that in Meng's thinner body, under the wide school uniform, there were scars, the new ones on top of the old ones.
At this moment, standing in front of the three responsible persons is Meng Geng in front of them. Wang Yiqing's eyes
suddenly focused, staring at Ning Zhou for a moment, until Ning Zhou walked in, he said, "Ning Zhou?"
The person in charge bowed slightly, "I'm Ning Zhou." The
same dress, the same hairstyle, and even the black-rimmed glasses were not taken off, but Ning Zhou's temperament was completely different.
Entering the play and appearing in the play is only a matter of seconds.
Wang Yiqing's eyes were condensed again, his fingers tapped the table lightly, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
Assistant Director Zhang, who has cooperated with Wang Yiqing several times, knows that this is a habit of Wang Yiqing when he is in a good mood, which means that Wang Yiqing is very satisfied with Ning Zhou's performance at this stage.
Satisfaction is satisfied, and the audition must continue.
Wang Yiqing pointed out a scene for Ning Zhou to perform on the spot, which happened to be the same as Xu Tongyu's scene.
This scene is Meng Geng's out-of-control scene. When night fell, when his father's irritable insults and his mother's humble cry and begged for mercy sounded in his ears, the demon lurking in his heart appeared.
The night was as unsettled as ever. Not long after twelve o'clock, there was a loud bang from the door, and the father who was drunk and drunk came back.
The mother opened the door and went out to meet her father. She was so drunk that she complained, "Why are you drinking so much alcohol? You have to go to work tomorrow..."
Before she could finish speaking, a slap sounded in the living room, and it was still faint. with echoes.
"You stinky bitch are still in charge of Lao Tzu?"
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the furniture shifting, the sound of fist bumping, the sound of scolding, and the sound of begging for mercy sounded alternately.
In a small bedroom next to the living room, Meng Geng sat up from the bed. His first reaction was to touch the glasses that were placed beside the bed. His eyes changed before he touched the glasses. Deep black, the eyes began to bloodshot, and the hand that was still on the sheet was holding the sheet tightly, and the knuckles were white.
He smiled softly, but this smile was extremely cold.
A blast of destruction rose in his chest, and the demon's voice was like the song of a siren, "Destroy it, destroy all of this and you will be free." The
body seemed to be commanded by this voice, and he opened the quilt and wanted to get off. The bed, but the other hand found a knife on the bedside table, the trembling blade slashed across his thigh, and blood gushed out, so the blood surging in Meng Geng's eyes calmed down.
Suddenly, he seemed to hear a sound, looked up at the sound, and climbed up to his face in panic, but the blade in his hand pierced deeper into the skin.
Yu Fei was staring at Ning Zhou from start to finish, and when Ning Zhou's performance came to an end, he suddenly stood up.
The chair rubbed the floor making a harsh sound, but he turned a deaf ear and walked towards Ning Zhou step by step. He staggered as if he had been drinking, and when he walked to Ning Zhou's side, without saying a word, he raised his hand and gave Ning Zhou a slap.
Snapped!
The slap sounded loud in the empty conference room.
"You bastard, bastard..." A series of scolding like venting came out of Yu Fei's mouth, his feet raised, and he was about to kick Ning Zhou, Wang Yiqing had already strode over and pushed him away Yu Fei.
Yu Fei was not annoyed, and explained with a smile: "Am I playing against him?"
As a director, he can naturally play against actors and give his own guidance on how actors perform.
After he finished speaking, he also smiled at Ning Zhou, very innocent, "I just started a little harder, are you all right."