The literary era since 1979

Chapter 205 Literary Young Woman

Guo Baochang, Zhang Yimou and others stood at the entrance of the People's Art Theatre with awe in their hearts, led by Fangyan, and saw Zuo Juhen straining his voice, singing in ups and downs, and clearing his throat.

"Errrr~"

"Wow wow wow~"

"Uncle Zuo!"

Fangyan greeted him, "You have a very clear voice."

"Hey, Teacher Fang."

When Zuo Juhen heard the compliment, his eyebrows raised, and then he noticed the unfamiliar face behind him and asked a few more questions out of curiosity.

Fangyan briefly introduced himself and stated his purpose, then asked about the progress of the rehearsal of "Shang Yang".

"We just finished our first rehearsal yesterday."

When it comes to drama, Zuo Juhen immediately starts talking.

Zhang Yimou and the others looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

We have already rehearsed it a few more times. After the final rehearsal, the drama "Shang Yang" will be premiered.

“There aren’t many big problems, but there are a lot of small flaws.”

Zuo Juhen repeated Wan Jiabao's comments, "Young actors still lack stage experience and performance skills. They need to practice more!"

“Not only do you need to practice, you also need to practice in the right direction.”

Fangyan smiled.

"You are exactly what Mr. Wan said. You are indeed an expert."

Zuo Juhen said: "That's good now. With your guidance, these young actors will definitely be able to avoid taking detours."

After chatting with him for a few more sentences, Fangyan brought Guo Baochang and others to the rehearsal room, but did not see Wan Jiabao.

"Give him a spotlight, but don't hit his feet."

"..."

Following the instructions from the executive director, all departments cooperated well and were rehearsing in an orderly manner. The music, lighting, props, costumes, actors, etc. were all highly coordinated.

"Okay, actors, rest here for two minutes!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone stopped.

"Teacher Yu!"

Fang Yan waved at Yu Shizhi.

Yu Shizhi was very surprised and walked off the stage.

When he heard their purpose, he smiled and said, "Lend me Xiao Chen? No problem, go ahead. This young comrade has a positive attitude, works hard in rehearsals, and performs well in the play. There is no need to polish him any more."

"He didn't come today?"

Fangyan looked around but saw no one.

"here I am!"

Yu Shizhi said that the rehearsal of the young actors had just ended and they were all in the dressing room. Then, for Teacher Fang's sake, he did them a favor and lent them the dressing room as an audition room.

"That's great!"

Fangyan said: "Thank you."

Then, a group of people entered from the entrance on the side of the stage.

Come to the third room from the positive number and push the door open.

I saw Song Dandan, Liang Guanhua, Chen Daoming, Jiang Wen, Zhang Guangbei and others talking and laughing.

Zhu Lin was wearing a theatrical costume, light makeup, red lips and almond eyes. She looked dignified and elegant, giving people a bright feeling.

At first glance, Fangyan has some of the demeanor of the Queen of the Kingdom of Women.

"Teacher Fang!"

As soon as Chen Daoming shouted, everyone immediately became serious.

The atmosphere became solemn, especially when Guo Baochang, Zhang Yimou and others explained their identities and purposes, the atmosphere became even more tense.

"Looking for me to audition?!"

Chen Daoming was stunned, as if a pie had fallen from the sky. He saw stars and his head was buzzing.

Song Dandan, Liang Guanhua and others had envy in their eyes.

Just now, he was just like me, running among the people.

But now, he has suddenly become the leading actor of "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog"!

Jiang Wen and Zhu Lin were sincerely happy for him.

Especially Jiang Wen, who nudged him with his elbow, "Don't be in a daze, Teacher Fang only said to give you an audition opportunity, but didn't say it must be you, so hurry up and get ready."

"His words are rough, but his logic is sound."

At Fangyan's command, Zhang Yimou and his men immediately surrounded Chen Daoming, their eyes glowing green, men on top of men, surrounding him on both sides.

Zhu Lin said: "Teacher Fang, we will not disturb Daoming's audition. I will leave it to you and..."

"It's not a bother at all. They are busy with their own things and we chat about our own things."

Fangyan became concerned about the situation of Zhu Lin and others in the drama.

"Teacher Yu and Teacher Ying said that I have no other problems except that I like to blink and cannot focus on others."

Jiang Wen grinned.

Fangyan asked: "Did they teach you how to change it?"

Jiang Wen nodded and took out a ping-pong ball.

This was given to him by Lan Tianye. He asked him to stare at the ping-pong ball every day without blinking for a long time. After practicing static exercises, he would practice dynamic exercises, staring at the flying ball without blinking.

Call out the names one by one in dialect and ask them to perform a segment.

Both the makeup and the costumes were available, so I could roughly see the overall effect of the performance, and then he commented on them one by one.

When it was Zhu Lin's turn, she lowered her head and said embarrassedly:

"Teacher Fang, Teacher Lan, and Teacher Ying said that my crying scenes were not good enough and I haven't completely gotten into the groove of 'Ying Yingyu'."

"How is it not in place, for example?"

Fangyan took a step forward with a smile on his face.

"It's mainly about the scenes before and after Shang Yang was imprisoned and torn to pieces."

Zhu Lin said that the scene where Shang Yang was torn to pieces and Ying Yingyu questioned King Huiwen of Qin was especially exhausting and heartbreaking.

Fang Yan said: "Cry for me to see."

Zhu Lin was seen speaking the lines. He was sad and angry at first, then became more and more silent. He covered his chest with his hands, his face full of confusion. He was in extreme pain and no longer wanted to speak. Only tears fell silently.

Those expressive big eyes were covered with a layer of sadness.

Tears rolled down that tearful face.

Fangyan called out to stop and said, "Wipe it off."

Zhu Lin looked at him with tears in her eyes. A few tears fell, then she calmed down and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

"There is a saying that goes, 'There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart, and no greater sadness than silence.' There is nothing wrong with your performance. It's just that in some places you tried too hard, and in some places you handled it too much."

"For example, crying is useless if you only rely on one-sided expressions. Even if you cry a lot, it may not resonate with the audience."

"For example, the action of covering the chest."

Fang Yan asked seriously what kind of personality Ying Yingyu had, what her identity was, and what her relationship was with King Huiwen of Qin...

Zhu Lin answered them one by one and vaguely felt the problem.

"Do you think that this action of covering the chest does not fit the character logic of Ying Yingyu and should not be performed?"

"Yes, I know you want to use this action to show Ying Yingyu's helplessness, weakness and confusion when King Huiwen of Qin refused to pardon Shang Yang. This will provide a fulcrum for the crying scene that follows."

Fangyan smiled and said, "Am I right?" "Yes."

Zhu Lin felt like his thoughts were seen through and couldn't help but cover his chest.

"That's not right. Ying Yingyu is not only Shang Yang's wife, but also a princess of Qin and the aunt of King Huiwen of Qin."

Fangyan asked her to take out her own biography.

The two people got together and analyzed Ying Yingyu, a strong and contradictory woman who was caught between her family and her country. She would question King Huiwen of Qin for Shang Yang, and would choose to compromise for the sake of Qin.

But compromise does not mean giving in.

He would never soften in front of his nephew.

"I understand."

Zhu Lin savored it carefully, and there was a sign that the window paper was being pierced. "As a princess of Qin, she can endure for the sake of the country, but she is also a strong-willed woman who dared to die for Shang Yang."

"Clap clap clap."

Fangyan clapped his hands in approval, “It seems you already understand.”

Zhu Lin blushed, "Thank you, Teacher Fang, for helping me sort out the role. So, how should I handle this scene?"

"If it's put in a movie, it's not difficult, such as turning white hair overnight, taking poison, or even slitting wrists to commit suicide, but it's different on the stage."

Fangyan stared at her face, especially her eyes.

"Teacher Fang?"

After staring at each other for a long time, Zhu Lin felt embarrassed and anxious, and his ears turned red.

“Your eyes are very dramatic.”

"what?"

"You have to put the play in your eyes."

"Eye?!"

Zhu Lin was stunned and secretly blamed herself. It turned out that Teacher Fang was looking at her like that because he was trying to find a way for her to break through.

I actually misunderstood him! I wrongly accused him! I wrongly accused him!

Seeing her guilty look, Fang Yan said, "Try this. Keep your eyes full of tears. When you finish your lines, let the tears fall one by one. Don't let them hang on your face."

"Let me try."

Zhu Lin nodded, and under his gaze, she tried hard to cry, but she just couldn't cry. She was too embarrassed to say:

"Teacher Fang, I can't cry."

"Can't you cry?"

"No, no, I mean, uh..."

The two blinked and looked at each other. Jiang Wen said, "Teacher Fang, she means that she can't cry now."

"No way? If we squeeze in, we'll always have some."

Fang Yan said: "Is it true that not even a drop can be squeezed out?"

"I can pinch it out."

Zhu Lin rolled up his sleeves, revealing nail marks and red pinch marks on his wrists that had not yet faded.

"Is that how you cried?"

Fangyan frowned. Crying scenes require a lot of time to build up emotions, but where would that be? Would he just let all the actors and the audience just wait?

Therefore, some external force is needed to stimulate it.

For example, onions or peppers.

"Zhu Lin was very cruel to himself. He pinched not only his wrists but also his thighs. He even thought about rubbing onions in his eyes. Fortunately, Teacher Yu said that if he wanted to be a real actor, he couldn't use onions."

Jiang Wen said: "Teacher Fang, you have to criticize her!"

"you!"

Zhu Lin gouged his eyes and bit his lip, "Teacher Fang, I..."

"Don't use that method."

Fang Yan said: "I will teach you a way to cry quickly."

When Song Dandan, Liang Guanhua and others heard that Teacher Fang was going to teach them some skills, they immediately rushed forward and did as he instructed.

"One is the little gaze method."

"........."

"There is another one, which takes the shortest time."

"The first step is to tilt your head back to about 90 degrees."

"The second step is to breathe in through your nose and out through your mouth, repeating this several times while repeating some sad words in your mind to reinforce the suggestion, such as 'misfortune' or 'death'."

"The third step is to associate these words with certain memories or scenes of your own and imagine them, such as the death of a close friend, being beaten by your parents, etc...."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wen's eyes began to moisten.

Because he was beaten a lot by his mother when he was a child!

Zhu Lin couldn't help but be surprised. He started crying already?
Soon after, Song Dandan, Liang Guanhua and the others followed Fangyan's instructions and burst into tears within a short period of time.

Although Zhu Lin was the last one, he also cried.

Drop by drop, it falls down the cheek.

Jiang Wen opened his eyes wide, wow, Teacher Fang is awesome!
“I burst into tears!”

Zhu Lin burst into laughter, tears of excitement welling up in his eyes.

"Clap clap clap."

Song Dandan, Liang Guanhua and others applauded.

Zhu Lin felt that the window paper had been broken by Teacher Fang. He was extremely excited and felt an indescribable sense of relief throughout his body.

Fang Yan said: "Although you cried, you cried in the wrong way. Don't let the tears hang on your face."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang."

Zhu Lin wiped away his tears with a handkerchief and regained his confidence.

"You don't have to say 'I'm sorry'. That's a good thing. If it happens once, there will be a second time."

Fangyan asked: "What did you just think of?"

Zhu Lin replied that he was thinking about the scene of Shang Yang and Ying Yingyu's farewell and reciting a poem in his heart.

"What poem?"

Jiang Wen was very curious.

I knew that female intellectuals are sentimental, but I didn't expect them to be so sentimental.

"The evil."

Zhu Lin blurted out.

He said in a very emotional way: "I want to know you, and we will live forever, until the mountains have no peaks, the rivers have dried up, the winter thunders roar, the summer snows, and the heaven and earth unite, then I will dare to break up with you."

“That’s the one!”

Zhu Lin nodded excitedly, then smiled and said, "Teacher Fang, I want to try again, is that okay?"

"Then cry again!"

Fang Yan looked at Zhu Lin with tearful eyes and smiled.

I got into the play! And I got into it deeply!

Crying and crying...

(End of this chapter)