Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 59 Do you want me to die?

"This naughty kid looks scary and mischievous every day."

Chen Zhixing patted his sleeves, looking disgusted.

Zhang Zifeng's acting skills are good, and he can pull off most of the scenes easily, but the weird smile in the last part always misses the point.

Cheng Sichen's requirement was to be thrilling and to have enough contrast.

However, after visiting Jin Shijie, the final difficulty was overcome.

A second ago, he looked like Xiaojiabiyu, and his sudden smile almost made Chen Zhixing change his pants.

"Teacher Jin asked me to watch "First Degree of Fear". Edward Norton's performance in it was very similar to this scene."

Applying what she learned, she planned to scare Chen Zhixing first to see the effect.

Zhang Zifeng looked at Chen Zhixing's frightened look and secretly thought that he had successfully won this stage.

"Don't scare your brother."

Tong Liya knocked on the bowl and blamed.

As the old saying goes, all diseases are caused by qi. Worry hurts the spleen, anger hurts the liver, ecstasy hurts sadness, sadness hurts the lungs, fear...

"You just asked a question and it turned out like this?"

Chen Zhixing didn't believe it.

He is quite familiar with Jin Shijie. In his previous life, he performed in the People's Art Theater twice, and he also gave Chen Zhixing some guidance when he performed "The Last 14 Tuesday Classes."

It's strange, I asked so many questions, why is there not such a speed of progress?

People are just mean, hate people and laugh at them.

He had obviously made up his mind to embark on the road of no return, but seeing Zhang Zifeng succeed in his studies, he felt itchy in his heart.

No, I have to ask.

I have to give an explanation for my IQ.

...

Jin Shijie is much kinder in private than on screen, and he is also one of the few seniors who is willing to teach younger generations.

After staying at Renyi for several years, he and He Bing were the only two people who had the time and intention to give guidance a few times.

Speaking of which, in fact, anyone can be considered kind compared to Feng Yuanzheng.

However, Jin Shijie also has a kind and friendly temperament.

"Have you ever acted in a play?"

Chen Zhixing nodded respectfully, "I graduated from the drama class."

"Oh." Jin Shijie suddenly understood, "The craftsmanship is too strong."

"What is craftsmanship?"

Jin Shijie was stunned, he didn't expect Chen Zhixing to ask so straightforwardly.

But then he chuckled, he had never seen a junior who was so unwilling to hide and tuck in for a long time.

He has taught many people, and they all seem to understand what he teaches, and then they act as they should.

At least this guy knows how to keep his face down.

In fact, many people can explain the word craftsmanship clearly, which means that the performance is too deliberate.

But who can get rid of their own craftsmanship because of this advice?

Jin Shijie put down the kettle with great interest and said: "Nowadays, there are generally two ways for actors. The first is to turn the character into oneself, and the second is to turn the character into oneself."

In fact, actors like Feng Yuanzheng and Jin Shijie don't really like to use traditional experiential or expressionistic methods to classify actors.

"The result is not important, the process is important."

Chen Zhixing found it hard to accept Jin Shijie's words.

"Isn't it the ultimate goal of an actor to present a state that is accepted by the audience?"

Jin Shijie shook his head, like an old immortal who had become a spirit.

Although it is somewhat inappropriate to use the word "successful" to describe a highly respected acting senior, Chen Zhixing clearly saw a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Consequentialism is not advisable. Let me ask you, what is the most efficient way to prevent everyone from running a red light?"

Chen Zhixing pondered for a while and then hesitated: "Strengthen basic education?"

"Of course not." Jin Shijie shook his head again, "It's to tear down all the traffic lights."

Chen Zhixing suddenly understood. At this point, he completely agreed with Jin Shijie's argument.

Removing the traffic lights will leave those people with no red lights to run through, but the accident rate will increase instead of going down.

Blindly pursuing results will inevitably lead to you not being able to fundamentally improve yourself.

Only by paying attention to the process can you improve your acting skills.

Jin Shijie nodded happily, but it was completely opposite to what he said, "By the way, the most important thing about a performance is the result, the process is useless."

"Uh-huh?"

Chen Zhixing was stunned for a second before he realized, "That's not right. Isn't that what you said just now?"

I finally convinced myself, why did he change his mind again?

Jin Shijie grinned, "The audience won't pay attention to how hard you work, what they care about most is the result you present. You work hard for a role, forgetting to eat and sleep every day, and in the end the performance is very poor. In the end, the performance is

It’s only that hour and a half that comes out.”

"Do you understand?"

"Uh...I understand."

I know shit!

Teacher Jin’s inconsistent rhetoric will definitely win the Contradictory Literature Award.

The key point is that both of what he said are reasonable.

Originally I thought I understood everything, just a little more than a degree of improvement, but now I feel like I don’t understand anything anymore.

Isn't there nothing better than a discussion in a fantasy novel to break one's mood?

Chen Zhixing, who was at the peak of ignorance and was complacent, finally wavered.

"Teacher Jin said it so straightforwardly, you didn't understand, did you, brother?"

Zhang Zifeng was already self-taught in the art of dealing with people, and would pinch his throat every day to add fuel to Chen Zhixing's anger when he was feeling uncomfortable.

She explained while holding the dishes, "Teacher Jin first said two ways. One is to become the character yourself, which means that the character is far from yourself, and you need to fit yourself into the character."

Chen Zhixing pretended not to care, but he still listened carefully with his ears raised.

This matter is not shameful, Confucius was not ashamed to ask.

Seeing Chen Zhixing's tangled look, Zhang Zifeng laughed like a little fox again: "At times like this, you have to pay attention to the process, and you need to constantly change yourself so that you can behave without acting out."

Taking the dish from Chen Zhixing with satisfaction, she continued, "When the character becomes you, it means that you and the character have a lot in common. You just need to show yourself perfectly and use your existing characteristics.

Just show it, the only thing that can add points to you at this time is the result."

She flashed her big eyes and looked at Chen Zhixing teasingly, "Do you understand?"

Chen Zhixing was a little annoyed and thought hard for himself, but Zhang Zifeng pointed it out with one sentence.

Why is the gap between people’s understanding so huge!

Chen Zhixing curled his lips and said, "After eating, do your homework!"

Zhang Zifeng's smiling face immediately fell, "Can you take a day off?"

"It worked just now, but it doesn't work now."

Zhang Zifeng lost his appetite due to his helplessness and muttered angrily: "I won't tell you again next time!"

He immediately dragged his tired body and turned around to finish the damn homework.

Baby, I can't cure you yet.

I shouldn't ask him, isn't this looking for trouble?

Putting down his rice bowl, Chen Zhixing raised his head.

Sighing: "Let's just treat it as traffic."

"It's definitely not okay to be traffic!" Tong Liya pinched her waist and blocked Chen Zhixing's escape route with righteous indignation.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next