"Xiao Xu, your proposal is very good."

Following Zhang Heping into his office, Xu Rong's butt was not touched by the sofa, he heard Zhang Heping say, "You can make that proposal, which proves that you have indeed observed and thought carefully, and it is indeed with the idea of ​​hope that our People's Art Theater will get better and better. I want to praise you in this regard."

Xu Rong did not show joy because of Zhang Heping's words, because he knew that as usual, there would inevitably be a "but" turning point in the future and then criticized.

He was really clear about the tricks.

Looking at Zhang Heping, he found that he turned around and walked to the cabinet on the side of the desk, took out a can of tea, and said, "Let's drink some Longjing today, Pu'er in the morning and Longjing in the afternoon. In the past, the royal family in the Qing Dynasty used to drink this way. Why? Yang energy is born on the yang energy in the morning, and Yang energy is born in the middle of the day."

Although Xu Rong couldn't understand what the second half of his sentence meant at all, he reached out to answer and said, "Dean, I'll do it."

Zhang Heping raised his two faint eyebrows and waved his hands and said, "You can't do it, you don't even drink tea, so you can cook it for me."

As he said that, Zhang Heping sat next to him, burning water. When he looked up, he saw Xu Rong staring at him with a gaze and smiled suddenly, saying, "Do you think I'm calling you over to criticize you?"

Xu Rong nodded and said, "I thought my proposal was feasible, but I didn't expect it..."

"You are not familiar with the situation in the hospital, so it is normal for you to have such thoughts."

Zhang Heping said carelessly: "No matter what, your starting point is good, why should I criticize you?"

A hint of doubt flashed through Xu Rong's heart. He didn't understand what Zhang Heping meant.

During the previous meeting, Zhang Heping obviously did not agree with his proposal. Although he would discuss it later, the time for "the future" is nothing but shadow, which is basically equivalent to completely rejecting his proposal.

But Zhang Heping's attitude is very strange at the moment, as if he is supporting himself in another way.

But Feng Yuan's bitter smile at the meeting made him feel that his guess was not right.

For a moment, he was a little confused.

I talked to Zhang Heping about some things about the actors, but Xu Rong didn't stay in the yard for too long. He had to go back and wait for the results of Li Geng and Xu Xing's business trip.

After leaving the theater gate and arrived in front of the car, Xu Rong touched his pocket and suddenly remembered that the car key was in the pocket of the jacket. After the jacket was rehearsed at noon, he was left in the rehearsal hall.

"Captain Xu, why are you back?"

Xu Rong smiled and said to the security guard who greeted him: "Hi, my coat has fallen off. Go and get it. Don't you get it off work yet?"

"Wait a minute, I'll go back later."

As soon as he pushed open a gap in the rehearsal hall, Xu Rong heard a sound of lyrics inside. It must be that there was a crew rehearsing inside.

He subconsciously took the action lighter so as not to disturb the crew that was rehearsing.

Silently pushing out only one person through the gap, Xu Rong leaned into his head and saw that in the rehearsal hall where simple props were placed, Xin Yue ran back and forth with a red face.

Before each run, she threw the braid on her chest behind her head, and then ran to the sidelines with her steps, which was a cycle.

She was practicing Sifeng's walking posture and expression.

Xu Rong couldn't help but feel soft. Today's meeting lasted for an afternoon, and the rehearsal ended at noon. In other words, Xin Yue was likely to have been practicing in the rehearsal hall alone for a long time.

Xin Yue is not tall, with a round face and big eyes, and she smiles very sunny. In terms of image, it is very consistent with the role of Sifeng, which is also why Pu Cunxi chose her.

However, her skills and experience are not enough to be competent for the role of "Sifeng".

Xu Rong had already thought of replacing her, and he had already prepared her substitute.

"Xu, Teacher Xu?" Xin Yue noticed Xu Rong's arrival, suddenly stopped, crossed her hands in front of her, and looked at Xu Rong who was standing at the door with a little embarrassed look.

Xu Rong pointed to the jacket in the corner and smiled and said, "I forgot about my clothes. Come and take them. Are you rehearsing?"

"Um."

"Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay."

Xin Yue shook her head quietly and said nothing. She was a year earlier than Xu Rong entering the hospital. Before "Thunderstorm", she had never played a role as important as Sifeng. Speaking of which, she still benefited from Xu Rong's glory.

Because Puyuan was going to form the youth version of "Thunderstorm" group, she had been running for a year of hard work and finally waited for the opportunity.

Since receiving the notice, although she knew very well that she could only perform ten games, or even ten games would be disbanded, she still made up her mind to play this role well. For this reason, she has also watched each version of the past dozens of times.

Sifeng is a hard-earned opportunity for her. Perhaps after she finishes "Thunderstorm", she will officially start her career as a role in the People's Art Theater.

When she consciously prepared herself and started to rehearse with confidence, she realized that the gap in talent could not be made up for by hard work.

Zhou Ping, created by Xu Rong, was not only recognized by the Art Committee and Mr. Zheng, but also had a huge impact on the country. With this opportunity, he soared into the sky. He was nominated by the dean and joined the People's Art Committee, which represents the highest attainment group in the national drama industry, and then served as the deputy captain.

And she seemed to be a very inconspicuous little girl. Despite all her strength, she still didn't get much attention and recognition.

She has always believed in a saying that divine hard work rewards. She does not have Xu Rong's outrageous innate talent, but she believes that she will be able to surpass him in the end through her silent efforts!

Because she knew that many talented film and television actors have become accustomed to eating talent and have forgotten the meaning of acquired efforts.

This is her chance to surpass her corner!

Xu Rong held her coat, nodded to Xin Yue, and turned around and left.

When he arrived at the door, he stopped, turned around and asked, "Xin Yue, have you read "Resurrection"?"

"Ah?" Xin Yue looked at Xu Rong blankly, not understanding why he suddenly asked this irrelevant question, so she just shook her head silently.

Xu Rong looked at the sweat on her forehead and said, "I have a few suggestions, do you want to listen?"

"Ah, Teacher Xu, please wait." Xin Yue looked at Xu Rong overjoyed. Unlike during the first rehearsal, Xu Rong's treatment of characters made her feel quite incredible every time. Moreover, through the Grand Slam of the TV Emperor, he has proved the small group with the best experience and skills in the film and television industry. Now there is such a teacher who is willing to teach herself, and she dare not miss it.

She hurriedly ran over to the chair beside her, picked up the script placed on it, bit off the pen cap with her mouth, stuffed it into her pocket, and said, "Teacher Xu, tell me."

Seeing her standing, holding a pen and a script, it was not convenient, Xu Rong walked to the box in the middle of the rehearsal hall and sat down, pointing to the opposite side, and said, "Sit down and talk."

"First of all, I suggest you read "Resurrection" to focus on feeling the love relationship between Duke Nekhlyudolof and Katyusha, but you should pay attention to one thing: Sifeng and Zhou Gongguan are employment relationships, not absolute master-servant relationships. She has the autonomy of life, which is the difference between the two."

Xu Rong looked her up and down again and said, "The second point is to target you. Your temperament is a bit 'foreign' and lacks the simple temperament that Sifeng should have. This needs to be changed."

The pen that Xin Yue was remembering seriously suddenly stopped, raised her eyebrows, but quickly pressed it down.

Xu Rong noticed her subtle movements and expressions, and knew that she was not convinced, saying, "To play the role of Sifeng well, you must first know what environment she has lived in since childhood. Her growth experience determines her temperament. Do you know her experience before coming to Zhougongguan?"

Xin Yue raised her head, widened her eyes a little, took a breath, and then asked, "Teacher Xu knows?"

Xu Rong looked at her with a smile, guessing that if she had not faced herself, she would not have kept a whisper. So she said, "Sifeng's home is in Xinghua Lane. You should have seen photos and movies of Longxugou. It is probably the kind of environment. Next to her home, there is a green pond with evaporated smell. In summer, mosquitoes and flies fly everywhere. Her neighbors live in carts, coolies, worker, art, and small business. She has never been to school. Therefore, when she was a child, in addition to helping her mother cook and wash vegetables, she would also carry a dirty bag and pick up coal cores and rotten paper with her neighbor's friends. She learned needlework from her mother and would help people sew clothes and make some money to subsidize the family."

Sifeng listened quietly to the scene that Xu Rong slowly depicted, and was stunned for a moment. These were all unrecorded in the script, but under Xu Rong's words, a blurred picture actually appeared in her mind.

After waiting for a while, seeing Xin Yue looking at him steadily, Xu Rongcai said: "Sifeng's experience before coming to Zhou Mansion is probably like this, so the second point is that I suggest you move out of the house you are living in now, rent a house in Bajia for a while, and feel Sifeng's living environment. If conditions permit, it is best to go to a city village with worse conditions in the future."

"Oh, okay." Xin Yue especially wanted to record the scene that Xu Rong had just described, but the sense of the picture in her mind could not be passed on anyway, and could only write down the short content of "Move to Bali and live for a while."

Xu Rong waited for her to write it down and continued: "The third point is, when rehearsing in the future, you come here early every morning. Don't wait when you come. Change into flat shoes and Sifeng's clothes, and clean the rehearsal hall first, just like cleaning Zhou Gongguan."

"Fourth point, buy a bag that you think is very expensive and especially like. Choose a rainy day, preferably in heavy rainy weather, don't bring an umbrella, try to wear it thinner, then turn around and run home."

Xin Yue listened to Xu Rong's suggestion, raised her head in surprise and asked, "Will that bag be wet from the rain? What should I do if it breaks?"

Xu Rong only laughed, but did not explain. When she really rushed into the house with her bag in her arms, she would naturally understand her intention.

"Fifth point, have a relationship."

Xin Yue seemed to be quite resistant to this suggestion and asked, "Teacher Xu, is this a love relationship very necessary?"

"It's very necessary." Xu Rong nodded confidently, "Of course, if you have talked about it before, you can recall that feeling and replace it. However, that man must be the person you like, not the kind of person you have been pursuing you for a long time and being moved by you."

"What if there isn't?"

Xu Rong looked at her calmly and said slowly: "You can constantly impose psychological hints on yourself, which should not be difficult, if you are willing to do it."

Xin Yue looked at Xu Rong's calm face and felt the hair on her arms suddenly stand up. She had known each other for so long, until today, she slightly noticed the madness in the hearts of the person sitting opposite her, and finally knew why some colleagues in the film and television industry called him "crazy".

His advice is feasible, but few people will do that, because once you succeed and want to recover, it will not take a moment.

Xu Rong turned his head and pondered for a while, saying, "For the time being, I just thought of so many things. For the others, you can go and read through the creative notes of Teacher Hu Zongwen and Teacher Zhang Xin. By the way, remember not to copy the video materials."

Xin Yue looked at Xu Rong's smile and suddenly became bolder and asked, "Teacher Xu, since you know Sifeng so well, can you demonstrate it to me?"

Xu Rong frowned slowly. What's going on with this girl's brain circuit?

Seeing that he seemed unhappy, Xin Yue hurriedly stuck out her tongue and said, "I'll just say it casually."

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Rong stood up and said in a regular manner: "Okay, thank you." After that, he swung his coat on his back, jumped with the little girl's brisk steps from school, and trotted out of the rehearsal room door.

"Xu..."

Xin Yue held the script and looked at Xu Rong's back as she was gradually moving away, and stayed for several minutes before she came to her senses.

She wanted to say thank you.

Xu Rong's running pace was not light, nor was it volatile, and it was even a bit ridiculous, but she did not have the urge to laugh at all. Xu Rong's pace and back gave her a feeling of relaxation, Sifeng's carefree ease.

She couldn't imagine how he had come out of those ten steps, because she understood his past experience and had endured so many hardships and difficulties, even though she was still involved in controversy these days.

How does a person get so relaxed when he is surrounded by so many complicated things?

She knew that this was the construction of internal skills that she could not do, but she was lucky enough to see it with her own eyes today.

She looked down at the five short suggestions in the gap between the script, then looked at the direction of the door of the rehearsal hall, and sighed silently.

Xu Rong's five short suggestions not only made her feel a sudden realization, but also had a feeling of despair.

A person who plays Zhou Ping actually knows the role of "Sifeng" more than himself?!
To be continued...