In autumn and winter in Beijing, the weather is getting colder and colder, but there are also occasional sunny days. In the evening, bursts of clouds accumulate in the sky, and the pink gradually changes to purple.
Bai Yu, who received his first role in college, had to go to the theater to rehearse every day. Although he suffered some grievances as a newcomer at work, he was more excited and chose to take a luxurious taxi back; he stepped out and saw the sky
, I just feel that it is very beautiful. Surrounded by such a sky, it is like flowers all over the mountains and plains have bloomed into the sky, and their stamens are hanging down, exuding an intoxicating fragrance. There is nowhere to hide, and I want to hug him into his body.
"Future famous actor, Bai Yu, Dudu..." Bai Yu clenched his fist and stabbed the air, "We are setting off!"
He jumped over a small rain puddle he passed by. His legs and feet were numb after standing all day and he couldn't use his strength. His coordination dropped sharply, and he even stepped on the laces of his canvas shoes.
He lowered his head and wiped it, and a shadow wider than his own body was cast on the ground, following his movements. Bai Yu became playful and swayed his body slightly, moving like a shadow. No matter what, he couldn't struggle with the shadow.
Looking up at the culprit - this boundless sunshine, as long as the sun exists, it is impossible for human beings to escape from their companionship.
Shadow! he muttered.
Regardless of his own resources or monster-level geniuses, Bai Yu is outstanding among normal people and has a smooth path. Currently, he is following the path of a traditional actor, starting from supporting roles in dramas to starring in his sophomore and junior years.
Responsible for the drama production of more than a dozen people, gradually polishing the resume in the professional circle; major film and television companies will come to the majors to select talents, and the larger school performances are often filled with company representatives who select talents; their dialogue dramas are outstanding.
It is more popular among young people. After a successful performance, the actor will get one or several small role invitations, as well as different levels of binding agency contracts; after successfully entering the crew and starring in the role, around 21 or 2
At the age of twelve, he officially made his debut.
This road is beautiful, but not everyone can take it; as the trend changes, many amateurs become famous overnight through auditions, programs, or a certain supporting role. The traditional upgrade route cannot be cheated quickly, and it cannot be done quickly.
Gradually he was looked down upon by others.
——In our class, there is a classmate Fang who is invisible all day long. I’m afraid he doesn’t like these characters anymore.
His shadow continued to follow him. Bai Yu stretched out his legs and took a big step, but the shadow's steps were much larger than his. They spread to the steps of the convenience store, and the warm air that could not be blocked rushed towards his face. At this time, his stomach let out a sigh.
With a low and trembling cry, Bai Yu suddenly remembered that since he drank a bowl of porridge in the canteen in the morning, he still hadn't paid any tribute to his brothers in the stomach and intestines, so he went in with a depressed head.
New actors don't have much say. They rehearsed all day long. Even though they spent most of the time waiting for scenes and doing background work, they didn't dare to actually sneak out to eat.
"The total is 75 yuan5..."
"OK."
Clean it up, find enough bread and different snacks, and deal with it casually for a while.
After I came out, I was still thinking about work.
The play he was rehearsing was "The Old Man", an adaptation of the original work by the great French writer Victor Hugo. It was quite famous, but it didn't sell well in France. Somehow, it was introduced to the country by Poly in the past few years, and a team was assembled to try to sell it on tour.
The tickets were not adapted to the local conditions, and they were thrown into the street; the reason why teachers and students acted was not because they fell in love with French art, but because unpopular dramas are prone to failure, such as "Thunderstorm" and "Cats".
In half a year, you may be judged as failing.
"Thunderstorm" People's Art Version, Zhu Lin (King of the Daughter Kingdom), Pu Chunxin (Heroes Without Regrets), Zheng Rong (Journey to the West)...
"Thunderstorm" was rehearsed by students, such as Hai Qing's version, Deng Chao's version...
Why humiliate yourself?
The annual graduation drama of Beijing Film and Shanghai Opera is "Thunderstorm" - that means they don't rely on drama to make their mark. But Yangzhou Opera is different, it relies on drama students to conquer the world: 32 students recruited in 2009,
16 are studying drama and 16 are studying musical theater - in fact, they are also studying acting. If these people are not given a unique book to get ahead, they will have to find flexible employment in the society.
From the school gate to the freshman boys' dormitory, you have to pass through the playground and the contiguous basketball court in the middle.
For students who have not received a job and are looking for flexible employment, in their spare time, apart from falling in love, they spend their energy in these places.
"Bang bang~" the sound of basketball being slapped.
"Hello!"
"White Feather!"
Someone is calling him.
They are Bai Yu's dormitory classmates, and the other three are not many. What's rare is that the four of them are all together now. In a school like this, because there is too much work, there are always people who often don't go back to the dormitory.
"What's going on?" Bai Yu raised his chin.
"——Play ball! Are you coming?"
His roommate was wearing casual sportswear and basketball shoes. Bai Yu lowered his head and looked at himself. He was wearing more formal clothes. His shoes were Converse sneakers, and the laces were particularly long when they got wet.
"Bai Yu, you don't want to break through, just stay outside the paint area and you shoot. Let's defend appropriately and we won't play too fiercely for fear of hurting our bones. How about that?"
Bai Yu felt tired, but he wanted to be extra bold, so he couldn't move his feet. The roommate threw the ball over and he caught it.
"Bai Yu," said the roommate, "your hands are dirty now anyway, why don't we just play ball, what's the point of grinding?"
Without waiting for an answer, these people gathered around him and threw the ball into teams. After they were divided, they stood inside the three-point line and one of them threw the ball to him again:
"Bai Yu, I'm on the same team as you."
"You serve!"
——————
After washing my clothes on the balcony, I was about to go downstairs to the water room to fetch water for a shower. By this time, it was already late at night.
The standard TV in the dormitory was on. The roommate who took a shower first put clothes in the dormitory, filled them half with water and a huge amount of washing powder, and stepped on them with their feet, causing water to splash everywhere.
"Teacher Bai - this is the name often given to people with high status in the industry, and now I am deliberately using it to tease him - Teacher Bai, are you going to take a shower?"
There was a burst of laughter.
Bai Yu shook his head helplessly and smiled, "Don't call me that, I can't bear it."
"You have started to take orders. You have a regular crew to perform. Every day is just like going to work. You go in the morning and come back in the evening. Why don't you call the teacher?"
"Even so, I can't bear it; besides, there are so many seniors in the crew, who am I?"
Bai Yu raised the bucket and wanted to step over the roommate who was sitting in the middle and blocking the way. But the roommate said, "Bai Yu, let's play a movie later. I borrowed it from the next door dormitory and burned it for two yuan, "See the Dragon Disarms"
"." He held out his thumb and said, "A big star from Hong Kong and Mainland China may be cooperating with you, Mr. Bai, in ten years' time. Don't you take a look at your future partner?"
Someone interrupted, "Wow! Teacher Bai, you are tied with Fang Shen, the two heroes of our acting department!"
"——Fang Shen doesn't see anyone all day long, so he takes on a lot of work; but, he doesn't necessarily have to go to a regular crew? I think Teacher Bai is even more powerful!"
"Fang Shen is still very powerful, but you are exaggerating."
"——I didn't say that Fang Shen wasn't awesome!"
Then there was an argument.
"Where, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are." Bai Yu kept waving his hands.
Zhang Luo, who was watching the movie, broke away from the argument and said, "Bai Yu, do you want to watch a movie?"
"look."
"Then hurry up! I'll adjust the TV first so that I can put the dishes on it."
At this time, optical discs required decoding players such as VCD and DVD. They could already be made very thin, but with the development of video websites, they were close to being eliminated. In fact, generally speaking, performers should not use recorded discs.
It is considered a taboo; in the era of the rise of compact discs, the entire mainland film and television industry, especially movies, was on the verge of death.
It’s just as weird as Internet writers sharing pirated books with each other.
However, in the Internet age, it is no longer a sin to play discs. People miss the era when physical discs were still needed.
For example, someone with a laptop said, "Why don't you look at my computer? There are a lot of movie sources on the Internet, and you don't have to pay a penny. Hey, it's all for nothing!"
It was a laptop with a ten-inch screen. It was about one-third the size of a TV.
"Go, go, go...pull him down!"
"You look down on my computer? My computer is from Dell. Do you know what brand it is?"
"..."
"Why is there no picture?"
"If you don't adjust the channel, how can you possibly see it? Get out of here, you might as well let me do it!"
Bai Yu stopped to watch the fight among his roommates and shook his head with a chuckle. The TV screen kept jumping to different stages in the fight for the remote control. Every time it jumped, there was a new picture.
At a certain moment, the smile on Bai Yu's face seemed to stiffen.
The people who were robbing the dormitory also stopped, and there was only the sound of the TV.
There is a very familiar face on it. Although you can't see it more and more in class, it is a face that you can never forget once you have seen it once or twice.
It was the same as what I saw in the acting class that day.
He doesn't seem to have worked as hard as that time, but his equipment is better, with stunning shots, detailed makeup, and just the right lighting.
This man was also fetching water, and he looked at the camera hesitantly.
"How can I pay you back?"
he asked.
But the people outside the camera were more hesitant than him and were indeed questioned.
Do you think he did a bad job?
Or is it that he can’t go far with his looks?
Or are you domineering and do not care about your reputation?
No, he's fine with everything. This is the most helpless part, you can't say anything.
However, do you have to be this good to be able to engage in acting?
Fang Shen and others have different utility curves, which are not necessarily parallel, never intersect, and are not on the same paper; but as long as they are drawn on the same coordinate axis, they can definitely be compared. They are completely preferable, comparable, and can be compared.
passed on.
How could such a utility curve not be a blow to others?
"Is it Fang Shen?"
"..."
No one answered. They watched TV quietly.
Bai Yu wanted to take a shower and didn't wear much. He felt cold and couldn't take his eyes off the TV, so he wrapped the thick bed curtain on the adjacent bed around himself. He didn't know how long it took, it seemed like only a few minutes or a few dozen seconds.
Bell, this program is over.
"Hache~"
He sniffed.
But the body doesn’t think so.
"Teacher Bai..." someone called him that. I'm very sorry for what happened today.
Bai Yu smiled bitterly, "You know now, don't call me that."
Sigh.
Bai Yu remembered that day when he called himself in a low voice, but Fang Yi heard him. Then they got to know each other and exchanged names. The rumored Fang Master was surprisingly easy to get to know each other.
Not arrogant, nor groveling.
But it's like meeting a passerby.
Is this also the case when Dashen Fang got to know other seniors when he was performing on the set?
Bai Yu couldn't calm down in his heart. He hurriedly took a shower and came up to watch the movie absent-mindedly. While the lights were still on, he opened Stanislavsky's "The Actor's Self-cultivation" to see if there were any criticisms that he could use.
Wake yourself up.
The book says:
"This stereotype method also has some beautiful and moving parts. Inexperienced audiences can easily be confused and cannot see the mechanical performance at all. But no matter how perfect the stereotype method is, it cannot really impress the audience. For this reason, an auxiliary method has emerged
Sexual stimulation methods are usually called staged emotions. Staged emotions are not real emotions, let alone the artistic experience of actors coming from the stage. They are just the result of simple control of body appearance."
Are you a born actor? In fact, I have never been into acting.
The face on TV just now flashed through my mind.
But, no matter what, I put real feelings into it.
The dry "Actor's Self-cultivation" looked boring, so I changed it to a popular one, "1984".
Not long after I opened it, I saw a line in the book:
"Big Brother is watching you!"
Bai Yu put down the book and broke into a cold sweat. The light cast by the desk lamp cast a shadow of a figure sitting quietly next to him, watching him for a long time.
His whole body jumped up in shock.
The chair was overturned, and the back of the chair hit the ground with a bang.
"What's wrong?" The roommate who was waiting for flexible employment was already lying on the bed. He stretched out his hand to pat the iron railing at the head of the bed and checked the situation with two fingers. As the plenipotentiary representative of the body, he was not even willing to stick his head out.
"Nothing." Bai Yu replied in shock.
Two books with their hands knocked on their backs are placed next to each other.
——Let's watch "The Actor's Self-cultivation".
still……
still……
It's better to take a shower and sleep.
I didn't even take off my clothes, so I just got in.
Probably two or three hours later.
Someone had red eyes and was not asleep. He turned on the light beside the bed and covered it with a curtain.
"The Actor's Self-cultivation" was opened by him while he was lying down.
"You still have to keep working hard."
He sighed, saw the giant figure on the wall that had been distorted by the light source, and quietly read a book.
A stronger heart:
Think about what classmate Fang is doing right now?