Fang Jing rubbed his nose and felt a little embarrassed. He originally thought that this big boss had fallen into decline and lived in an ordinary community. He could just come to his door. Who would have thought that a dead camel is bigger than a horse and he still lives in a mansion.
Also, Chen Haibo has been filming for so many years. As a first-line actor, his salary is definitely not low. Even if he pays a lot of money for committing crimes, he is still considered to be middle class among ordinary people.
"Teacher Chen, didn't I just want to come here in person to appear more sincere? I didn't expect that I would have to trouble you to make a trip in the end."
"You!" Chen Haibo smiled and shook his head, "A few days ago, a few paparazzi climbed over the wall and squatted in the grass and were caught and beaten by the security guards. Fortunately, you called me, otherwise you would have to go to the police station to pick them up."
"These security guards are all recently retired from the army and are not very familiar with celebrities. You should make a call next time."
Fang Ding nodded in agreement and looked at Chen Haibo a little surprised. He didn't expect that after such a long time, the paparazzi would still be squatting on him.
As if knowing what Fang Jing was thinking, Chen Haibo smiled bitterly, "I'm not the one who's squatting. There are many other celebrities in the community. Don't worry, the entrance to my house is very deserted. I guarantee that I won't be able to take pictures of you."
"What do you mean, since I dare to come here, I'm afraid they will take pictures? And I believe you were wrongly accused. Sister Ning told me all this."
Chen Haibo was slightly moved. During this time, the people around him did not understand him at all, and even his father-in-law did not want to see him. Fortunately, his wife never left him.
Arriving at the door of Chen Haibo's house, it was indeed deserted. The two pressed the elevator and went to the sixth floor. Chen Haibo took out the key and opened the door. Fang Jing heard laughter before he even entered.
"Brother Chen, why did you bring back a kid? Hey! It's Fang Jing! It turns out he was the one you went to pick up just now."
"Call Aunt Gao!" Chen Haibo said with a smile.
The person in front of me has long hair. Unlike celebrities with oval-shaped faces, her face is a little fat, but the overall look is very classic. Maybe it is because she has taken good care of herself, and she looks only 27 or 27.
"Hello, Sister Yuanyuan! Hello, Sister Shanshan!"
Gao Yuanyuan, friend of Chen Haibo, how dare Fang Jing call her aunt, she is only in her thirties, so calling her like that would offend people.
She was sitting next to a woman with a big belly. Chen Haibo's wife, Qu Shanshan, is also an actress.
Gao Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, is this the student you are talking about?"
"Yes, it's an accident, right?" Chen Haibo found slippers for Fang Jing to put on without raising his head. "The big one is a bit too big, but Yang Ning said he is lucky, talented and willing to endure hardships. I'm going abroad, and I still have a little money.
, the person who sent the money happened to be here."
His wife is pregnant, and Chen Haibo plans to go abroad with his family to avoid the limelight and come back before giving birth.
"This is more than just a big deal. He is now a big star. He is so popular that I can't even compare to him."
Putting on his slippers, Fang Jing felt guilty. He had only sung a few songs, but they were not as good as those of a first-line actress like Gao Yuanyuan. He said humbly, "Sister Yuanyuan, you are trying to eliminate me. I am worse than you seniors."
Far away."
"I'll call you Xiaojing. Come and eat an apple." Qu Shanshan said with a smile, "Xiaoyang called me yesterday and asked us not to treat you badly."
"Thanks!"
Sitting on the sofa, Chen Haibo said to Gao Yuanyuan, "Don't you know how much Yang Ning praised him on the phone? You must teach him well."
"Really?" Gao Yuanyuan put her chin on her hand and looked at Fang Jing with interest, "I have heard him sing, but I have never seen him act. He sings and you act. It seems that Huanrui is planning to support him to death.
ah."
In Hong Kong in the 1980s and 1990s, it was common for actors and singers to visit each other. A large number of singers had acted in many films and TV dramas, and popular actors often released albums. This was how the market was at that time.
Later, the mainland also learned this model, but after experimenting with countless people, in the end, half of them were successful. That is Chen Haibo's teacher Huang Lei, who was at the peak of his debut. He has a melancholy temperament. His bare-faced performance as Xu Zhimo became popular all over the country, and he became famous as a literary young man.
Later, he released an album that was a big hit, and his singing voice was also good, and he became a real household name across the country. However, he stopped singing for some unknown reason, which meant that his business career collapsed in the middle.
Fang Jing waved his hands repeatedly. How could he afford such praise? Learning acting was just his own request and had nothing to do with the company? The only successful people in the film and television and music circles are those in Xiangjiang. They can't learn, so be honest.
Just make money.
"You have misunderstood. I just learned it because I will be filming in the future and I am afraid of being scolded by the audience if my acting skills are not good. It is not arranged by the company."
"It's rare that this young man is quite motivated." Gao Yuanyuan praised.
A few people just sat and chatted, Chen Haibo was responsible for cooking, and Fang Jing ate lunch here. Faced with the two women's questions, he almost couldn't resist.
In the afternoon, Chen Haibo and I came to the zoo. Fang Jing looked at the chirping monkeys in the cage with a confused look on his face. Are you bringing me to relax?
"Do you know what the basic skills of an actor are?"
"I know, the sound stage is in shape." Fang Jing said quickly, he had read these in books.
"No!" Chen Haibo shook his head, "It's about releasing one's nature. What is performance? It's about discarding oneself and learning to be another person. If you want to refill a cup full of water, you have to pour it out."
"If you perform with your own life experiences and emotions, then it will still be you who performs. This is what the audience says, and everyone who performs is the same person."
"For some actors, you can't call them by their real names, but you only remember the roles they played? And for some actors, you can only remember their real names, but you can't call them by the roles they played?"
"This is the difference between professional and amateur. If one day you act in a play and people say it's not Fang Jing, then you have failed."
Fang Jing was thoughtful, and after digesting it for a while, he said, "Then how can we release our nature?"
Chen Haibo pointed at the monkey not far away, "If you can act like a monkey in public, that means you have given up. Do you dare?"
Seeing so many people around him, Fang Jing felt a little awkward and shy, "If this is okay on a set, people wouldn't think of me as crazy if there are so many people here, right?"
"You're right. Actors are lunatics. They act out various forms of beings for others to laugh at. Who is a normal person who repeats words in front of the camera like a fool every day?"
"You first observe this monkey for five minutes, and after five minutes you tell its shape and movements."
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"It fidgets, scratches its ears and cheeks, glances around, wags its tail, its eyes are full of curiosity, it widens its eyes when it grins angrily, it will explode its fur, and it will open its five claws and make an attack posture."
"Yes, you have to observe carefully. Animals have emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy, and so do people. Emotions will subconsciously drive the body. If you have dead eyes when acting in the future, don't tell me that you learned from me."
"When you get a script, the first thing you need to do is to dissect the character and understand the character's life, from appearance to clothing and then to personality. Don't play a beggar and have your eyebrows trimmed and lips painted. This is the second lesson for actors, imitation!"
Chen Haibo took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Fang Jing, "Imagine it's a snake."
"Crack!"
The key was thrown several meters away, and Fang Jing threw away his hand with a look of disgust.
Seeing his exaggerated acting skills, Chen Haibo twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the key and said, "Tell me, what role are you playing? Male, female, old and young? Rich kid? Butcher farmer? What kind of snake was this in your imagination just now? You
In which setting? In the wilderness or at home?”
Before Fang Jing could speak, he continued, "No, you are playing yourself. You have lived in the countryside since you were a child and are not afraid of snakes at all. You did not imagine the scene, so the performance does not look like it."