"Six...wait, it's due on Monday, okay, I'll give this one sixty-five, five points for attitude~"
"——There are still people who dare to hand it in on Friday and fail!!!"
Ren Changhongsang, the Eternal Demon of the Central Opera Department and the director of the documentary, stretched out his head and limbs at the same time. Covered by a thick layer of fat, he looked like a talking land snapping turtle. He was placed on his belly.
The boss was spinning in his chair.
He turned twice comfortably, but didn't turn enough. He kicked the office coffee table skillfully, causing the large transparent tea vat to shake, causing the tea leaves to float. With this force, he immediately started turning again.
One circle, two circles.
Days like this are so happy, the snapping turtle thought.
The first paper from the Department of Performance has been received, 32 copies were due and 32 copies were actually received. No one dared to delay his homework, just like no one dared to lose focus in front of him.
No...it seems to be the case.
A bright figure flashed in my mind. During the re-examination, as soon as this person showed up, many teachers regarded him as the hope for the revival of the college, and even the dean came.
A good seed set.
After seeing the preliminary test scores of nearly 700 good candidates, several hundred points higher than the second place, the dean blushed and issued an edict: If you cannot train such people, it will only prove that you are incompetent and unqualified.
Get out of here as soon as possible.
If we get good grades, we can also perform well!
The dean said so.
Comrade Dean was originally engaged in scientific research, and he developed the first independent technology camera in New China, which is completely different from film and television performances. However, when appointing department leaders in China, they are not entirely based on functional levels.
, people with senior qualifications and high merits like the dean could not go to strong traditional engineering schools, and were squeezed out by the dragon crossing the river, so they came to their literary and art colleges to reduce the dimensionality.
The old dean of the dean arranged a position for him. Aren't you the one who handles the cameras? Then you can parachute down and go and take care of the cameras.
Therefore, there are always people who secretly think that although I am a good person in scientific research, I have no knowledge of filming.
is that so?
That's for sure. That's absolutely nonsense! He doesn't even know Stanislavsky.
Alas, who calls the dean the dean? He finally caught a guy with good grades, and naturally he started to empathize with him.
People still have to be selectively blind sometimes.
After Ren Changhong finished complaining, he chose to continue reading the class papers. It was obvious that these students in the performance department wanted to make progress. They copied the 8,000-word paper here and there, and everyone wrote thousands of words. Ren Changhong
Sitting in front of the computer, Changhong could only imagine how these people, most of whom had no thesis training, were scratching their heads and holding back these words as if they were constipated.
Unfortunately, the answers are the same and not very interesting.
Some of the words and sentences are full of mistakes and omissions, and when it comes to dramatic analysis, they are very confusing.
It's too obvious to compare krypton with gold and krypton. This kind of thing is naturally 60%.
Only two copies are qualified.
Ren Changhong spread it out and took a closer look.
One article analyzed the performance of a classmate, thinking how he figured out the psychological state of the migrant worker "Guishun" and performed it, and how it was different from the original film. It is worth mentioning that she also has exclusive information,
She mentioned this classmate's appearance, daily habits, speaking speed, how he was related and unrelated to Guishun, which ones may have been replaced by substitution methods, and which ones were just natural talents that could not be explained; and,
Attached is my own replica performance without the actual object.
The girl Jiao Didi plays a migrant worker, which is a bit eye-catching.
Should it be given eighty?
Handed in on Monday.
Eighty-five, maybe.
Ah, thirteen thousand words.
eighty seven.
Ren Changhong does not feel that his offer is too low. He is a Darwinist and believes in natural selection and survival of the fittest.
Domestic performers include not only Central Opera, but also Shanghai Opera, Beijing Film, Sichuan Film, etc. In recent years, as the small screen and the big screen have become more and more powerful, they have performed dramas on stage. Originally, they were
A national treasure-level drama actor who is well-established and has an organization. He is better than others. He can't do anything, he can't appear on TV, he can't even sell tickets, and he can't make any money. He has become a low-income actor.
hateful!
Therefore, CCTV has been reforming in recent years. The results of the reform may not necessarily be good, but the evaluation must be absolutely good. How does it count as good? Cultivating a star, even if it is steady and good, has set an example.
effect.
Cultivating superstars... Good guy, this must be great.
Classmate Fang is such a star. He is really like a star. He can shine when he stands among the crowd.
Ren Changhong opened Fang Yi's paper. This is a paper that is very suitable for undergraduates - it is a traditional school paper, with literature citations, a review, and a list of acknowledgments at the end. Of course, Ren Changhong doesn't know much about these things, but he can understand them.
Yes, this is the conclusion reached by Fang Yi in his paper.
"The author counted 97 migrant workers near the school. The most unacceptable work difficulties include the following (single choice):"
“Salary arrears (55.7%)”
“Can’t go home for the New Year (16.2%)”
“The work intensity is too high or the working environment is bad (21.4%)”
"Other(6.7%)"
"It is worth mentioning that some of the migrant workers have children studying in this school, but they never revealed who they were. The author then added a similar experience situation of 'Guishun' and asked if he was willing to identify the child. The answer was mostly no..."
"Once children get older, most of them won't be able to identify their parents..."
Is that so?
Ren Changhong, a native of the capital city, who was treated at the division level within the system, suddenly came across some cold knowledge. He immediately thought of classmate Fang, the non-physical performance that day, and the sudden look of panic at the end. He thought he had seen someone else, so he remembered to imitate it.
Come on; now I think, I should have figured it out by doing the questions, so I acted out the answer on my face. Student Fang may not have had such an experience, and may not be able to empathize with it, but Student Fang is a sophisticated machine, and as long as he can figure out the answer, he will be able to do it very well.
Nine points of communication.
——I recalled it again, it was indeed too true!
ninety.
Submitted on Friday.
Ah, little things, ninety.
Eight thousand one hundred and thirteen words.
That's a full one hundred and thirteen more.
ninety two.
The results of the results are to be copied to the dean for review. Other teachers who are interested can also see that Fang Yi is a key talent cultivated by the 2009 session of Yangxi Opera and the crown prince appointed by the Holy Spirit.
Alas, ninety-five.
Ren Changhong finally came to a conclusion. He thought of the dean's slightly bitter expression, which was diluted by the luminous classmate Fang. He grabbed the large transparent tea vat on the coffee table and drank a few gulps.
By the way, I replied to classmate Fang’s email.
"boom!"
The vat was smashed onto the coffee table.
The tea leaves were frightened and flew up and down.
The snapping turtle even stretched its head and stared at the tea leaves with its two round eyes, unable to calm down for a long time. It suddenly felt extremely passionate.
Ask the boundless earth, who controls the ups and downs?
He kicked the coffee table skillfully, and the area was slightly dented, and the boss' chair swiveled again.
One circle, two circles.
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Fang Yi didn't get the result and already knew his ranking.
The answer is written on other people's faces.
As a university, Yangzhou Opera does not engage in the rankings of some high school aircraft carriers, but it cannot help students to be ranked. It is always said that there is no number one in art, it is a group of number one in different eras; placed in the same era, the same standard
, those with long eyes will not say that they are not number one.
The students in the performance class of 2009 are like the national football team, who have suffered defeats and defeats many times. They have many excuses and know their own strength, but they always fantasize about being able to fight for something big.
There is not much time left for me to take the lead. I still have a theoretical chance to win.
Then it was blown away by the rain and wind. I felt sorry for myself.
There were no professional classes taught by Ren Laomo on this day. They were mainly cultural classes and public classes. Maybe the students were not very interested in such classes, or "a gentleman can be bullied." By the afternoon, the class had become noticeably sparse.
Song Yi, a female top student with high grades, happily walked out of school because she received another film that could be filmed, and escaped from the class in a very utilitarian way.
You have to become famous as early as possible - after a while, you have already shown your talents.
The teacher in charge of the class is not surprised, and spends the class time with a smile on his face.
Use PPT that has not changed in five years.
Everyone is showing off.
Fang Yi took out the extracurricular book, "Xu Sanguan Sells Blood", to kill time. After opening the cover, an inch photo of his sketch fell out.
He picked it up. The painting wasn't very good, but he could tell it was him.
Fang Yi raised his head and looked around.
Confirm again that Song Yi is not here.
Who has a motive?
"Buzz~~"
The phone vibrated unexpectedly. Fang Yi thought it was a text message of confession from someone watching secretly somewhere, but when he opened it, it was an email sent to him by Ren Changhong, which contained essay scores and messages. When he turned to the end, there was
Link given by Ren Changhong.
"This is a prize for the course paper."
Fang Yi clicked on it and saw that it was a Sino-Japanese co-produced cartoon project, "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
What kind of reward is this? Is it a reward for watching cartoons?
Yu Hua’s writing is still better.
Fang Yi didn't come out until the whole class was finished and the next wave of people came to class and occupied the classroom.
When I walked to the library, under an erected pine and cypress, my phone rang again. It was an unfamiliar number.
"Hello...is this Fang Yi, Teacher Fang?"
"it's me."
He leaned on the trunk of the pine and cypress trees, and the limited autumn light did its best to shine on the half of his face that was not exposed much, and once again stretched to the nose. This made the only part in contact with the world become more and more sparkling.
.
"Voice actor?"
These eyes widened.
[In the first month after enrollment, the world is a little abnormal today]
