Xu Rong found a corner and memorized the lines for half an hour. During this period, no one disturbed him. Even if others talked and moved around, they did so lightly.

After communicating with his co-star, Mr. Wang, for a while, he followed Uncle Li and others to another room.

Teacher Wang's name is Wang Jinsong. His personality is similar to his appearance, and he is a very amiable person.

There are two cameras and some props including tables, chairs and benches in the room.

"Let's get started."

There is no rehearsal, just start recording directly.

Xu Rong didn't know Teacher Wang Jinsong before, but now he has a lot of knowledge about domestic celebrities and some powerful actors. During class, the teacher will also show some classic film and television clips and give examples to analyze them.

Students understand the theory more intuitively.

But he has neither heard of this person nor seen the film starring Mr. Wang.

He should be an actor with average acting skills.

But after the other party sat down, the first sentence he said was "We? Is there me among the us you are talking about?", which lifted Xu Rong's heart.

While speaking, Wang Jinsong's originally peaceful eyes suddenly became quite gloomy. One of his eyelids was slightly raised, his head was slightly lowered, and he stared at him from bottom to top.

But he didn't panic and continued acting according to the lines.

But the more he acted, the more pressure he got, especially as he delivered his lines, the changes in the other person's micro-expressions and eyes taught him a vivid lesson.

It reminded him of the feeling of being suppressed by Li Youbin.

"It's not us, it's you. You got sucked into a whirlpool and you want to get me in too, right?"

Wang Jinsong broke out as the two of them had agreed.

Xu Rong felt a little struggling. He had clearly expected the other party's outburst and had rehearsed how to deal with it in his mind. However, what he was thinking in his mind was completely different from what he showed. A deep feeling of powerlessness came over him.

born.

He followed the lines and continued acting.

But I knew quite well in my heart that I didn't catch it.

Performance does not end with reciting the lines. The lines are only a part of the performance. An introduction, an introduction that mobilizes the actor's energy, how much it can elicit is a test of the actor's professional level.

Xu Rong did not expect that Wang Jinsong's thin body contained so much energy, but he could control it just right when it exploded, because Wang Jinsong's contraction was too steady and too fast, so that he could not maintain his own rhythm.

After stopping the video recording, everyone focused their attention on Uncle Li.

Uncle Li held his arms with one hand and scratched his chin with the other. He smiled and said: "The acting is pretty good, at least for this age group, it is not easy."

"But there's a lot that's not expressed."

Seeing the disappointed expression on Xu Rong's face, Uncle Li continued: "Don't be discouraged, the future is yours."

Xu Rongqiang laughed. He knew that Uncle Li's first and last sentences were probably meant to take care of Aunt Xu's face, and he said them in a polite way.

During this period of time, under the support of many classmates, he gradually gained a lot of confidence in his professional abilities.

In his opinion, even if the seniors who are sophomores and juniors really want to be dragged out and have a rivalry show, he can lead them into the ditch at his own pace.

But today the little-known Teacher Wang taught him a lesson. Just now, he was almost taken into a ditch.

Like being slapped with cold water, he suddenly realized that he still had a lot to learn.

Perhaps in ordinary small productions, his C+ acting skills can be combined with a good role, but in this drama where even Chen Baoguo has to audition, there is no place for him to stand out.

But there's nothing he can do about it, his level is just there, and even if he can make some progress in a short period of time, it won't be too big.

After getting in the car, Aunt Xu saw that he was unhappy and comforted him: "It's okay, it's just a drama. I'll ask you something else later."

"Well", Xu Rong had recovered at this time. He was still young, so what was he afraid of?

If I haven't tried it, it only means that I have no fate with this drama. Since I have no fate, I can't force it.

Wang Jinsong's sentence "Do you want to involve me in it?" came to his mind. After studying it carefully for a while, he asked: "Sister Xu, there are probably not many actors like Teacher Wang in this drama, right?"

"Then you guessed wrong. From what I heard, there were more than a dozen very capable people who came to audition. I don't know if they passed or not, but Uncle Li has always been very picky about actors." Aunt Xu didn't even think about it.

He said thoughtfully: "I brought you here to try my luck. If you stay in this group for a month, you will learn more than you would in other groups in half a year. But since you haven't passed, don't think about it."

"Okay", Xu Rong nodded subconsciously, and couldn't help but ask: "Are there so many?"

"Absolutely. Normally, Uncle Li would never send an invitation."

"Oh, thank you, Sister Xu. It's a pity that my skills are so poor."

"You're welcome, don't think about it anymore, I just failed the audition once."

"Um."

While Xu Rong agreed, a picture appeared in his mind involuntarily.

A young man squatted on the ground, without hesitation, holding a handful of soil mixed with finely crushed cement particles and smearing it on his face and head.

That happened more than a year ago, and he worked hard for an extra role in the migrant worker crew.

I took that opportunity myself, and that's how I am today.

Is today an opportunity?

He didn't quite know. Just like the moment he wiped dirt on his face while squatting on the ground, he was just thinking about earning more tuition.

He shook his head to get these thoughts out of his mind.

If you fail the audition, it doesn't mean much.

"Sister Xu?"

"Um?"

Xu Rong turned his head, looked at her delicate side face, and asked a question: "Why are you helping me? And last time you introduced me to Hairun."

After a pause, he added: "It felt like we didn't know each other very well at that time."

He didn't say the second half of the sentence: It doesn't feel familiar to me now.

"Oh, you say this because you have good taste."

"Good taste"? Xu Rong was stunned for a moment and wondered: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you say that I am the most beautiful girl you have ever seen in your life?"

Aunt Xu glanced at him with a smile and said: "At that time, I just wanted to help you earn some tuition. I didn't expect you to pass the Nortel exam. I know it's not easy for you to make money. That box of Panax notoginseng cost a lot of money, right?"

"Oh, no."

After returning to school, Xu Rong felt a little restless. He couldn't read books or listen to classes quietly like before today.

There is a very oppressive feeling.

Not convinced, the more I think about it, the more unconvinced I become.

He didn't blame others, he only blamed himself. He had obviously thought of it, but he couldn't do it, and he wasted the opportunity that Aunt Xu had fought for.

He regretted that he didn't work hard enough on his stepfather's crew, and he didn't learn enough from such a great actor like Li Youbin.

But if you think about it carefully, you have already tried your best and had no time at all, so what can you regret?

But no matter how he tried to enlighten himself, he always felt sorry for not passing today's audition. According to Aunt Xu, there would definitely be many talented people in this group.

This is definitely a good opportunity to learn and improve.

Chen Baoguo and Wang Jinsong alone were enough for him to learn from.

If he misses this group, he may have to spend more time and energy to make up for it in the future.

But who failed the audition? Who is to blame?

I lowered my head and glanced at the book. I kept getting distracted. It had been more than an hour and I still hadn't finished reading a paragraph.

He wanted to forget about this.

"Teacher Xu, I'm talking to you!" Xiao Zhang held the chopsticks and waved his hand in front of him.

"Ah", Xu Rong shook his head, smiled bitterly, and said, "I have something on my mind."

"What's going on?"

Seeing her lowering her head to eat, Xu Rong asked: "Xiao Zhang, do you think I work hard enough?"

Xiao Zhang didn't notice that his tone was much more serious than usual. When he tutored her in the past, his tone was much more serious than now.

Xiao Zhang lowered his head and took a sip of the soup, then hugged the bowl and said, "Work hard. Look at our class, who is like you who spends time in the reading library every day and even scares the teacher?"

"But I feel like I'm not working as hard as you see."

"Then work harder."

Xu Rong rolled his eyes, this child lacked the beatings from society.

While he was lowering his head to eat, he asked himself a question in an inexplicable way. Did he really try his best?

At eight o'clock in the evening, after much hesitation, Xu Rong finally dialed Aunt Xu's number.

Even though I'm not familiar with it, even though it's a bit unscrupulous to do this, but no matter what, please feel at ease and do your best to feel at ease.
To be continued...