A few more hairs were lost.

Jiang Wei once again temporarily adjusted the shooting plan and focused on shooting Song Jia's scenes.

After a day of shooting, he also understood that Song Jia was in good condition after being provoked by Xu Rong once, and she was in a state of great condition.

Xu Rong understood Jiang Wei's idea and took advantage of Song Jia's condition and filming one more scene. Anyway, the crew is rich, and the actors in the group have no other arrangements except Chen Aojun.

However, Chen Aojun has not many scenes, and the full play is only fifty-five.

The next morning, Xu Rong came to the set as usual. Song Jia had a lot of scenes against him. In addition, there were two scenes with Xiao Zhang today, one was the first one in the morning, and the other one was probably half.

It will be filmed in the afternoon.

The first scene was when Wan Qiu went to take care of the sick Cuiping. As the two chatted, they talked about the child. Wan Qiu told Cuiping that the reason why she didn't give birth to Xie Ruolin was because she was thinking about Yu Zecheng, and then

Cuiping's emotions exploded instantly, and she cried while scolding Wanqiu.

“Preparation ~”

"start."

Song Jia's emotions came up quickly. As soon as he lit it, tears immediately flowed down.

"You still miss him, you are stupid."

When she said "You are stupid." She burst into tears, and even felt too excited, a bubble of snot appeared.

She cursed Wanqiu on her lips, but was scolding herself in her heart, because Yu Zecheng was very popular, but she was always cold to her, but she fell in love with him.

"Card."

"Thank you for your hard work in Teacher Song."

"Teacher Song performed very well."

A few praises immediately sounded.

But a few people didn't say anything, but frowned. The first one was Jiang Wei, the second one was Xu Rong, and the third one was Wu Gang standing next to Xu Rong and Cao Bingkun with his arms around him.

"She...her emotionally...comes up so quickly."

Xu Rong glanced Cao Bingkun helplessly and said, "I asked, can you stop practicing in a hurry?"

Cao Bingkun smiled. Today Zu Feng was staying in the hotel. He didn't come over, so he could only talk to Xu Rong as much as possible and keep his condition.

Jiang Wei frowned and watched the replay twice, turned his head, looked at the people standing behind him, and asked, "Xu Rong, Teacher Wu, what do you think?"

Xu Rong glanced at Song Jia, who was looking over in the same room, and said without thinking: "Start again."

Wu Gang smiled and didn't say anything. He was not familiar with Song Jia and was not easy to express his opinions.

But silence itself is an attitude.

"It was okay at the beginning, but the more I watched it, the less comfortable it was." Jiang Wei looked at the reactions of the two of them and thought for a while. Although he did not understand the performance process, he could distinguish the good and bad results of the presentation.

.

Xu Rong smiled and said, "It's right to feel uncomfortable. Decades ago, when Teacher Zhao Dan was rehearsing at the Sichuan Opera Troupe, a colleague once cried on the stage just like her. At that time, Teacher Zhao Dan reached out to put his mouth on

The snot was wiped off, but the companion stopped him fiercely and scolded him, 'This is art!', haha."

He didn't know what Song Jia's mental journey was, but the result was similar to that of the actor who boasted about "art".

The experience of my own is extremely real, but it ignores the fundamental "fiction" of the performance, does not empathize the audience, and even loses the beauty that it should express.

Judging from Song Jia's slightly nervous eyes just now, she probably should have realized this.

Wu Gang turned his head and looked at him and asked, "Why do I feel familiar with what you said?"

Xu Rong said: "So Teacher Zhi mentioned it in the discussion of performing arts."

When Wu Gang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Of course Xu Rong knew the reason. He bought a box for that book and locked it in the cabinet. Looking at Wu Gang's expectant look, he continued: "I happen to have one."

"You may not believe it, but it was signed by Teacher Yu."

Therefore, people in Zhijianghu are known as the God of Drama, and account for nearly one-fifth of the performance class, because there are so many classic characters that have been created.

His "On Performing Arts" was compiled by him based on his past diary, recording all his experiences about performances over the decades since he was a student. However, because his professionalism is too strong and his audience is not large.

After 1,700 volumes were printed in 1984, it was out of print.

For more than 20 years, due to various reasons, there are not many existing intacts.

Wu Gang pulled Xu Rong and walked aside and asked, "Where did you get it?"

Xu Rong looked at Wu Gang licking his dry lips and the light that was almost emitted from his eyes, and said, "A professor's treasure of our school, in order not to let me... cough cough, avoid me from going astray,

Given to me."

"But don't think about it, there is no door."

Wu Gang is a drama actor, and coincidentally, the current repertoire of the People's Art Theater is "Teahouse", but unlike Yu Shizhi, he does not play Wang Lifa, but it is undeniable that the book is fatal to him.

the attraction.

Wu Gang laughed twice and said, "Look at what you said, it seems like I have any bad intentions. I just ask, just ask."

After waiting for a while, while Song Jia was putting on makeup, Wu Gang went outside to smoke a cigarette, but soon turned back, got closer, and whispered to Xu Rong: "Teacher Xu, discuss something,

I'll borrow your book to see if it's done in two days?"

"No problem." Xu Rong nodded and said, "It's too polite to say you want to borrow it. Let's do it. I'll copy you when I go back."

The smile on Wu Gang's face froze immediately, and after a while, he said, "Then, let's forget it."

Xu Rong gave him a blank look and said, "I heard that the ones sold online are not expensive. They can be bought for 200 yuan, but they are not guaranteed if they are true or false."

“…”

"I remember when it was first published, the price was one yuan five?"

"Absolutely, Teacher Yu's signature has been signed by him and I heard that there are more than ten copies. We only have one copy here. Do you think it's a coincidence?" Xu Rong looked at Wu Gang's gradually distorted expression, and the color on his face disappeared, "Although Yu

The teacher is still alive, but it is still intact now. It is hard to say whether there are five books or not."

As early as 1992, Zhi had already bid farewell to the stage where he fought for his whole life due to Alzheimer's disease. Although he is alive, he can no longer speak. People in the past are difficult to distinguish. As for the accumulated performance experience throughout his life, he has become

Masterpiece.

Wu Gang also sighed softly. Although it was not seen by the two of them with their own eyes, through the video information, both of them remembered a performance at the Capital Theater on July 16, 1992.

During the curtain call, Zhi played Wang Lifa for the last time. Because of his illness, he could no longer speak his lines as fluently as in the past 400 performances. He even made a low-level mistake of forgetting his words. At the end of the curtain call, he

He shouted loudly at the audience with a long applause: "Thank you, my friends for your tolerance, thank you."

The answer to him was the child voice of a teenage girl in the audience: "Shopkeeper Wang, goodbye forever."

Since then, a generation of drama gods have completely withdrawn from the stage.

Xu Rong's eyes were still not leaving the monitor. He had to watch every scene of Xiao Zhang carefully, and then give her targeted guidance to the evening.

Song Jia is still brewing emotions. For the actors, crying is not difficult, but the audience is empathetic.

"You haven't graduated yet, are you?" Wu Gang asked in a low voice with his elbow.

"Yeah, not yet." Xu Rong nodded, "But it's too soon, I'll graduate next year."

"Are you considering taking the drama troupe or not?"

Xu Rong gave him a blank look and asked, "Why are you here to film?"

Wu Gang smiled and said, "I will broaden the performance format and learn from others."

Xu Rong shook his head with a smile. Drama, or drama, is indeed the most closest form of expression, and the most exercise of physical expression. Sketches are actually the basic exercises of drama, and of course, not sketches in the sense of expression.

Instead, it is a brief and adaptable performance based on the actions and experience of the characters.

However, dramas are a bit unfriendly to him, which is that they do not make money. Besides, drama troupes are mostly public units, and artists often come in and call them a name, otherwise they will have to endure the qualifications for a few years before they can get an important role.

Moreover, rehearsals are too wasteful of time. Most film and television actors from drama troupes, after joining film and television, are basically just named in major theaters. Even if there are performances, there will be only one or two rounds a year.

"Look back and see, I'm so poor now that I can't afford to play so elegantly."

Xu Rong didn't argue with him anymore. When he realized his financial freedom one day, he would definitely dabble in dramas, but it was definitely not now.

After a day, he only filmed three scenes with Song Jia, which can be called the iron-clad Song Jia and other actors.

Before he went back to the hotel in the evening, after the show was arranged, he began to "tutor the lessons" for Xiao Zhang and Xu Xing. Now he figured it out. There was no need to tell them theories. It was too boring and might not remember it, but let her

Do targeted exercises.

From a relatively basic practice of getting to know new friends, dislocation practice, observation and memory practice to practice starting with one sentence, practice starting with mutual body state, and other comprehensive quality training.

Anyway, Xiao Zhang's performance is not suitable during the day, so he will choose which aspect to strengthen her training.

After half an hour, the two of them were very tired, but young also had the benefits of being young, and you can recover after a while.

"Teacher Xu, what are you looking at me?" Xiao Zhang's cat peeled an orange on the sofa and was stuffing it into his mouth. Suddenly, he found that Teacher Xu was staring at him. After being stunned, he said in confusion, "I

Is the face unclean?”

Xu Rong looked at her with a smile and asked, "Is the orange sweet?"
To be continued...