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Chapter 97 Summary(1/2)

Late at night, Xu Rong sat upright in front of the desk in the study and hung up the phone.

On the way back, he kept thinking about a question: Did Masus and Jiang Yiyan really have the courage to indulge him?

Although he succeeded in one fell swoop, everyone was happy except him.

But if it fails, you must face his crazy counterattack.

After all, he was a child star. Although he was young, he had been in the industry for seven years and had a mixed relationship network. He was so simple that he was not very famous or had no status.

He carefully recalled everything that happened in the car. Jiang Yiyan was indeed teasing him, but he was very "martial ethics", basically the same as the point. In front of Wang Yaqin, she probably knew that she should have some concerns.

Because although he had some negative news in the past, he always maintained restraint in terms of relationships between men and women.

It is true that he did have some impulse at that time, a simple and beautiful girl always makes people unable to help but love her.

But although he drank alcohol, he did not lose the caution of "thinking danger". It was obvious that a few minutes ago, a pretty well-behaved girl suddenly looked like a vixen, especially because she was too good at grasping her standards, which made people feel itchy.

An open girl is not scary, what is scary is a simple and edible fairy.

Her series of abnormal behaviors made him notice something was wrong. While forcing himself to calm down, he began to consciously observe the surroundings.

Just now, he received another call from Huang Chao and learned about the "truth" of the whole thing. Jiang Yiyan found Fengxing this afternoon and told them that she would date a top first-line male star.

As for which top first-line male star it is, Feng Xing didn't know about it in advance.

These are just one-sided words of Huang Chao. He neither believed it all nor did he not believe it, but in any case, Jiang Yiyan obviously had no connection.

As for Mahjong, it might be relevant, maybe it doesn't matter, but the "truth" was proposed by Jiang Yiyan when she took her own car. No matter what the facts were, he directly took it for granted that Mahjong was also one of the main participants in this matter.

After roughly sorting out the obstacles, Xu Rong didn't think about it anymore, and Jin Fangfang would deal with the rest.

On his desk was a notebook with an open one.

On the other side, Xiao Zhang curled up on the sofa with his pillow in his arms, his eyes were bright and he would occasionally raise the corners of his mouth, but he tried his best to hold it in. If he could not hold it in, he would smirk and take a sneak peek at him.

In a short period of time, she will not be sleepy, just like she will not be able to wake up in a short period of time tomorrow morning.

Xu Rong put down his cell phone, put aside all paparazzi, designs, traps, etc., and recalled only all the details that had been impressive in the past three months.

After a few minutes, he picked up his pen and slowly wrote it on his notebook:

Summary of Li Da’s abilities in "The Indelible Number".

One, role and image

When I first opened the script and saw the character Li Da Benshi, I couldn't help but think of some interesting people and interesting things.

The first one is Uncle Liu from the same village.

My grandfather said that Uncle Liu didn't like studying when he was a child, so he often took a group of friends to the fields next to the school to fall, steal melons, corn, and sweet potatoes. Anyway, he had to steal whatever he had. Later, his parents saw that it was not a solution to keep going like this, so they sent him to a boarding school more than ten miles away. However, they never thought that in half a month, half of the male classmates in the class were all led by him.

After dropping out of school, Uncle Liu just hangs around. He heard that he is very strong, but he just doesn't like to do farm work. It was not until he was 24 or 25 years old that he finally got married after getting married after ten years of marriage.

Even though he married a wife and got married, he couldn't calm him down. He still lived a life of having a meal but not having a meal. He played cards and drank with a group of friends all day long, but he just didn't do serious business anyway.

It was not until he was thirty years old that his two sons had no money to go to school that he was worried and visited neighbors everywhere to lend money to his children for tuition.

Everyone in the same village knows the truth, so how dare they lend him money, because they must be meat buns and dogs, and they will go but never return.

Uncle Liu ran to half of the village but failed to borrow a penny.

In the end, I borrowed 200 yuan from my grandfather.

This incident also made Uncle Liu recognize himself and his neighbors. He gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, packed his luggage, and followed a child from the same village to Guangzhou.

In a blink of an eye, Uncle Liu ran back alone.

Because his kid wants to do big business!

Although he is a good-spirited person, he knows what he can do and what he can't do, and robbing the bank is obviously one of the things he can't do.

His childhood friend has lost news since then and is said to have been sentenced to more than ten years.

Uncle Liu rested at home for half a month, couldn't help but sighing from his wife, and carried a nylon bag again and became a migrant worker.

The first year, he worked as a small worker with others for a year.

In the second year, he called out more than a dozen friends from the past and formed a team of not too big or too small.

In the third year, Uncle Liu's family built the first two-story building in the village.

On the construction site, because of the favor of 200 yuan, Uncle Liu took good care of me. Sometimes, "Xiao Xu, take a silk thread." Sometimes, "Xiao Xu, carry a bucket of water." He always likes to joke about something big and fair, and he is relatively fair in dealing with things. When Guan Hu comes to recruit actors, when I raise my hand to audition, Uncle Liu kicked my butt again.

He always asked me to do miscellaneous work because he was worried that I had just finished school and had not grown up, and was afraid that I would be tired, so I would not be allowed to interview, probably because I was afraid that I would be deceived.

Uncle Liu is a simple farmer who is enthusiastic and has never seen much of the world, has shortcomings but also has its advantages.

He is the one who looks the most like Li Da’s ability among all the people I have ever met.

The second person is Dean Zhang Heping.

From him, there was almost no sign of the prestige of the dean of the People's Art Theater. He walked unfastly, slowly and never was in a hurry to speak. He was very kind to anyone and always smiled, but he did not lose the authority of the dean.

At first, I was very curious, and it was not until I compared him with Pu Cunxi that I fully understood what was going on.

Although Puyuan is also a leader, his joys, angers, sorrows and happiness are always reflected on his face without any concealment, just like he doesn't like Li Guangfu's bad habits and bragging, and he always ignores him. This is completely different from Zhang Heping. From Zhang Heping's external performance, it is difficult to judge his specific attitude towards some people.

Zhang Heping also has some characteristics of Li Da’s ability.

Some of the characteristics of Uncle Liu and some of the characteristics of Zhang Heping are combined, which is Li Da’s ability.

Mr. Jiao once said that if you want to live in a role, you must first ask the role to live in yourself.

Mr. Jiao also said that if you want to create an image, you must first have a mental image.

I think the rules of other arts are roughly the same.

2. Read the script...

After writing these four words, Xu Rong stopped writing because what he wanted to summarize was not all the readings, but some of the insights he had during the readings.

After pondering for more than ten seconds, he took a pen and directly cut out the five words "2, script reading", started a new line, and slowly wrote:

2. Great sound, great elephant invisible

When considering how to deal with the scene of Saidi Chan's death, I designed no less than ten ways of expressing it, such as crying, laughing, losing one's soul, and so on.

But in the end they were all denied one by one.

From the perspective of Li Da’s ability, he is the core and soul of the team. He has his responsibilities and responsibilities, so he cannot be immersed in pain and cannot extricate himself.

From my personal point of view, I may be in pain, but I will never show the pain I have to everyone without reservation.

And it involves another more important issue, which will be discussed in the third point.

Later, while reading the script, I remembered a past event.

It is about some trivial things about Mr. Jiao’s teahouse “Three Old Men Spread Paper Money” forty-nine years ago, before the second stage of "Teahouse" was staged.

During the rehearsal, Mr. Jiao made a proposal, asking Teacher Yu and the other two to no longer arrange it step by step, but asked them to choose a posture that they felt uncomfortable at the moment and directly say the lines to the audience. Therefore, the sentence "I have never forgotten to improve it in my life" became a lyricism of Wang Lifa who was facing the audience with his back to the sky.

At that time, there was a stool beside Teacher Yu, so he said directly to the audience.

Unfortunately, due to the times, Mr. Jiao did not elaborate on his intention to guide him in detail. Later, due to various times, there was no chance. Teacher Yu, Mr. Zheng and Mr. Lan's lack of understanding also indirectly led to my inability to understand the principle.

Of course, from this point, we can also see that although the three old men have excellent artistic attainments, they still have some shortcomings in their spirit of exploration. They have dug holes for future generations but do not bury them, which is really a bit unethical.

But this does not prevent me from using this method to perform in the acting career. Li Dazhi's mood after Diao Chan died.

Generally speaking, the climax of a play is always based on sharp contradictions, but the climax of "Teahouse" is very special, without the common intense or lively.

Only the lonely scenes of Wang Lifa, Mr. Chang and Mr. Qin Er are left. There is no conflict among them. Moreover, Wang Lifa is determined to commit suicide (when I write this, I suddenly remembered a very classic improvisation in "Teahouse", which will be explained in the fourth point). Mr. Chang Si thought more thoughtfully, and even prepared the paper money for himself after his death. Only Mr. Qin Er is a little more active, but it is just an oral statement of a will.

In short, they all want to die. How can they afford the title of climax in such a deserted drama?

How to express the connotation given by the script more effectively? How to make the cold seed burst out with huge amounts of heat, and how to explore its rich colors under the monotony of the surface?

I think what I encountered was the same problem as what Mr. Jiao encountered at the beginning.

From my existing cognition, boldly speculate that Mr. Jiao's original intention may be to let the three of them pour out their thoughts. There is no need to communicate, and it was also their greatest pleasure at that time. As for whether someone was listening, it was not what they cared about.

The so-called communication has many forms in life, and no one can stipulate that it is a question and answer from the eyes to the eyes.

So I adopted a similar technique. After Li Dazhi woke up, everything was as usual. He just took out the comb when there was no one, laughed, and cried when he was drunk.

Because Saidi Chan was so beautiful in his memory, but she died after all, and she sacrificed to cover them.

Of course, I don’t know whether Mr. Jiao’s original intention is like this, but from my discussion with Mr. Zheng, this may be the correct answer.

Three, "I" and me

Every actor from the Sri Lanka system will encounter a problem: Should I 'play' a role or completely turn myself into a role?

Or, should I ‘go out and in’ during the show, or am always immersed in the character’s life completely into one, or should I always be calm as an onlooker and realize that I’m performing?

Such issues have been noticed by performers since the beginning of the last century, but few actors will mention them, and I myself are the same most of the time.

When I looked at the comb, I couldn't help but feel some regrets in my heart. I regretted that I didn't cherish Sai Diao Chan well in the past, and sometimes I would cry and sometimes I would laugh.

But I also noticed that when I was crying or laughing, there was a thought that flashed out unstoppable: This one was performed well.

But I also noticed that when similar thoughts that shouldn't appear, there seems to be no loss in the relationship.

From another aspect, after I finished "Thunderstorm" last year, I started to grow my beard. Although some people say that it can be achieved through makeup, I don’t need to take care of my beard, eating, drinking water and other actions every day. Bearded and beardless must be different, and I also understand the meaning of doing this.
To be continued...
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