It was Fang Yi's classmates who were surprised, showing signs of envy. Some of them stood up straight, blushing, wishing they could make more noise, and banging on the table messily.
The children in the projector were also cheering. In the lens, the red porcelain wall repaired by the male protagonist now has a certain luster. This may be the "good things" that the children thought were hidden.
Isn't it worth being happy that the originally broken door has been repaired?
"Guishun" - the children don't know him, they only know the surprise brought by this uncle, and his children are proud and excited to share it.
"My dad built the school gate! Without him, we would have to look at this skinny wall for the rest of our lives!" Xiao Guishun jumped up and waved his fist.
"Your dad is so awesome!" the children said.
Fang Yi and his classmates, Guishun and the children now have a one-to-one correspondence.
The excerpt of "Migrant Workers" ended abruptly. Only the player's logo remained on the screen.
"You did a good job, Fang Yi, great!"
Ren Changhong's voice rang like a bell, and Fang Yi then remembered that this teacher, who was 1.68 meters tall and weighed over 1.68 meters, had also been active in the art circle. He had some basic skills.
"There should be someone who has recorded a video down there. You can ask for it later. This kind of performance will improve you a lot. Frankly speaking, I didn't think you could reach this level. At your level..." Ren Bai was puzzled.
Answer, a little incoherent, "I want to give you ten points, plus ten points..." He went to pull classmate Fang's arm, but after being dodged, he reached out to classmate Fang's shoulder affectionately.
It’s still the same face as Furujing Mubo.
Confidence, perseverance, and wisdom.
The door between Ren Fuzhi's heart and brain suddenly opened, and he said emotionally, "Classmate Fang! You must have been preparing in private for a long time... It must be like this, otherwise how could a young man act out it just by pulling him in?"
Woolen cloth?"
He murmured to himself, "You attach great importance to my class. You practiced it over and over again, just for this paragraph... your lines, expressions, demeanor, and body movements were adjusted little by little..." "It must be like this, it must be"
In this way, I found the best situation in my class, the right time, the right place and the right people..."
"In fact," Student Fang was about to argue.
However, Ren Changhong was completely convinced, and Yourong Yan pushed him down half-heartedly, half-heartedly. Then, he explained the subtlety of the performance and the lens. The former used Fang Yi's example, and the latter
, students need to open professional textbooks to study.
As Fang Yi walked off the stage, 32 students from the 2009 Performance Department of the Central Academy of Performing Arts paid their attention.
The students skillfully and exaggeratedly turned the pages of the book. Turning the book is a rare breath of fresh air in the dull classroom. It is often at this time that students can clenched the pages of the paper and gritted their teeth.
, use greater strength to express silent protest and deliver some ammunition for resentment.
However, this kind of protest is just a page in the book.
But it also has the magical effect of covering the attack. Under such weak cover, someone called him gently. She was a girl in a short-sleeved shirt, with a ponytail that is quite common on campus, revealing her entire face. She has delicate eyebrows and fair complexion, and is beautiful.
, and not much distinctive.
"I didn't bring a book, classmate Fang...Yi," the girl prayed, as if she had met him for the first time. Following her eyes when she came, Fang Yi noticed that the girl had a thin mole between her nose. For a moment,
He was stunned for half a second.
——Feature 1 (nevus on the nose).
The female classmate was stunned for longer than him. Her face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. Her eyes rolled around hastily, and she said again, "I really didn't bring any books with me. I'm not going to lie to you." She raised her hand in response,
It is in the shape of a subduing dragon palm, with the palm and back of the hand as white as the palm.
There was indeed nothing under the table.
So, I accidentally saw the girl's legs.
God knows, he really wanted to confirm that textbook, okay - Feature 2 (long legs).
After going through this process, you are kidnapped by morality, as if you didn't give up half of the books, so you deliberately read a pair of legs in vain.
Along the middle line of the book, the two people sat together in a strict 50-50 ratio.
Fang Yi could feel that the boy's gaze became complicated again, and different eyes were focused on him. He had been very sensitive to such gazes since he was a child. Even though the girl was also attending the class, she was divided into three parts.
I thought I was secretly peeking at him.
[She probably wants to learn acting from me.] Fang Yi thought to himself.
"The red porcelain wall with broken tiles in the school symbolizes certain moments. We need workers like Guishun to do the unseemly work. However, after repairing the red porcelain wall, we dislike them.
The repair work is not elegant enough... Children are different. The movie starts from a child's perspective. This perspective is very clever. The students... The story is arranged in this way, which is ironic but still warm and unconventional; however, commercial
There is no shortage of such techniques in movies, such as common war movies..."
Listing a bunch of war movies. The ppt jumps quickly.
I skipped to the page of an unknown documentary, stopped, and started talking in detail.
Taking a closer look, the director - Ren Changhong.
Ren's voice became excited:
"After all, movies are not documentaries that record reality. They need a certain box office. Documentaries are pure..."
Ren Laomo gradually showed off the difference between documentaries and movies. It is said that Ren Changhong was restricted by his appearance and was not allowed to find a job in his profession for half his life. However, because of his unusual physical appearance, he made a scene in the documentary, so he often mentioned the past in class.
Brave.
——To be honest, Ren's voice is more suitable for hypnosis. On the one hand, the voice is magnetic and mellow, and on the other hand, you won't want to open your eyes.
Fang Yi raised his head with one hand and started thinking about the strange thing that had just happened. He also recalled the plot of "Migrant Workers".
Of course he knew something about "Migrant Workers". As a textbook film of Central Opera, it is impossible for anyone interested in the industry not to study it. Fang Yi also has his own opinions, but unfortunately, theory and
Practical operation does not equate to aesthetics, which is more common than creating beauty.
Everyone in the performance department of Yangzhou Opera this year dares to call themselves Wang Yuyan, and maybe not even Qiao Feng.
[Yes, maybe my small universe exploded just now. 】
After actors enter the drama, they will enter some mysterious and mysterious realms. It is not impossible to distinguish reality from the script. Even sexual orientation can be changed. This is something controlled by hormones - I may be in too deep and not even know it.
What a fool.
is that so?
He couldn't help but look back at the female classmate next to him. She had such eyebrows, such moles, such legs, and she seemed to have dimples. How could this living white world be fake?
Fang Yi stretched out two fingers and tapped on the writing rhythmically. After hearing a dull sound, he switched to the back of his other hand and scraped his nails, which quickly produced a tingling real feedback;
He stared at the side face of the long-legged woman, her delicate neck and earlobe. Yes, that was a very unique and blessed earlobe, slightly thicker than ordinary people.
Although the long-legged girl seemed to be engrossed in the book, her ears began to suddenly turn red, and even the hair covering her earlobes seemed to be stained pink - her cochlea was also clean.
——Feature 3 (thick earlobes).
This reminded Fang Yi of the little lolitas he played with when he was a child. They used to give him mouth-watering treats when they were anxious. But one day, he suddenly read a romance novel that was being circulated, and from then on, he became squeamish.
Woman, you change too quickly.
[In the first week after entering school, the world is still very normal today.] Fang Yi touched his chin and continued to let go.
Regarding the end of get out of class bell, there is a kind of precognitive cell. This kind of cell belongs exclusively to students and degenerates from teachers. It can smell the smell of the end of get out of class bell. When it is about to hear the sound of nature coming, the class is already gearing up.
Ren Changhong, a veteran driver, has already sensed the realm of vitality and everything happening, but his cells have degenerated into periodic severe deafness.
He spoke very quickly and left behind a class paper:
"The big assignment in class - write a performance appreciation of "Migrant Workers"!"
"8000 words."
The audience was startled by the sound of frogs. "Wow~wow~wow~"
Ren Changhong: "I know that most of you are from rich families. Don't take your evaluations for granted when studying. If you don't know, watch more relevant documentaries and interview more relevant people. My grades in this class will be in your paper."
It will be given within a week after it is sent, and it will be used as a quarter of the weight of the final grade. This is a very important paper!"
Tangxia continued: "Wow~wow~wow~"
But Ren Laomo is very cruel: "No plagiarism is allowed, no circulation is allowed, the subject matter must be novel, and the angle...the angle must be unique."
"Wow~wow~wow~"
As he finished speaking, the bell just rang.
Ren Changhong smiled with satisfaction at his perfect ring-clicking skills, and was about to leave immediately. His ankles, which had grown 7 centimeters taller, became stronger. By some mistake, he looked back again.
Student Fang was holding his head. Even though get out of class was over, he was still looking at the PPT attentively, as if he was deep in thought. There was a beautiful photo attached to it:
Documentary Director - Half-Portrait of Ren Changhong Sang.
Add 20 points!
Is 20 points enough?!
Ren Changhong straightened his body, and the familiar tightening feeling came back, as if he had only said these last words in his life:
"Students, this course paper is really important. I hope you pay enough attention to it and don't come to me to regret it after hearing something in the future."