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Chapter 206 An actor’s self-cultivation

Zhang Yimou and others completed the audition of Chen Daoming, and Fang Yan also finished guiding Zhu Lin in acting.

Whether the advice is good or not, whether it is a mule or a horse, will become clear naturally when we take it out for a walk.

Yu Shizhi and the executive director asked Jiang Wen and Zhu Lin to return to the stage, and the two of them performed a scene where they played against each other when Shang Yang was imprisoned.

After looking at it for a while, Ouyang Shanzun couldn't help but said in surprise:

"Xiao Lin has improved this time. He has grasped the emotional points and the essence of the character 'Ying Yingyu', being gentle yet strong."

"good."

Lan Tianye smiled and said: "I incorporated the complexity of the character into the performance. Although I haven't found the balance between toughness and weakness yet, I have already performed the contradictory characteristics of this character."

"And the crying scene has also improved."

Yu Shizhi asked: "Teacher Fang, did you teach her this?"

Fang Yan said: "Manager Wang, what do you think?"

Yu Shizhi nodded repeatedly, "Very good, very good, tears welling up in the eyes but not flowing out, this interpretation is more appropriate."

As the executive director pressed the bell, with a "ding" sound, Zhu Lin stopped the performance and bowed to the audience.

I heard the praises from Lu Chen and others.

Especially Lan Tianye commented: "Xiao Lin, you have truly entered the groove of 'Ying Yingyu' now."

Zhu Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he felt as if he had thrown off a heavy burden and was finally free.

Satisfaction, achievement, pleasure...

She didn't have time to savor the moment and immediately looked for Fangyan. She glanced around and saw that he was also looking at her with a smile on his face. He clasped his hands together and clapped his hands silently. Her heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Teacher Fang teaches well."

Yu Shizhi said with emotion: "If you had come a few days earlier, perhaps the first rehearsal yesterday would have been even better."

"How can I be so embarrassed to show off my sword in front of Guan Gong?"

Fangyan smiled.

Yu Shizhi waved his hand: "You are too modest."

Fang Yan noticed that Zhu Lin had stepped down from the stage and was walking towards them. "She still lacks some skills. I'll have to trouble you to polish her a little bit."

Lü Chen smiled and said, "Xiao Lin's talent is not bad, and his physique is also very good, but he lacks stage and performance experience. With time and hard training, he will definitely be a good actor."

"A few days ago, Director Yang Gai-sen from Emei Film Studio came to Yanjing to select a female lead for "Legend of the Pear Garden" and asked me if I could recommend one or two from the People's Art Theater to audition."

Yu Shizhi said that he was going to recommend Wang Ji and Zhu Lin to give it a try.

When Zhu Lin heard this, he was surprised and happy.

Jiang Wen was stunned. His two friends Chen Daoming and Zhu Lin both had movies to shoot, leaving him alone.

Fangyan glanced at them and heard Guo Baochang's voice from behind, saying that the movie "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog" still needed two actors to play the rural postman's parents when they were young. Perhaps Zhu Lin could play the role of the "mother".

"Teacher Fang!"

Jiang Wen volunteered to play the role of the father in "That Mountain, That Man, That Dog". He was willing to do it for free and the amount of screen time didn't matter to him.

Fangyan stared at him with a smile.

Chen Daoming pointed out: "Teacher Fang, he clearly wants to take advantage of Zhu Lin and me, to be her husband and my..."

Jiang Wen smiled and said, "Hey, how is this possible?"

Fang Yan said, "Your appearance is very different from the appearance of the actor we chose to play the role of your father."

Chen Daoming looked at Jiang Wen and couldn't help but smile.

Zhu Lin walked forward and said excitedly, "Teacher Fang, thank you. I never thought acting could be so satisfying."

“You can be satisfied, but an actor must be insatiable.”

Fang Yan said: "Acting is endless. You can act and learn until you are old. Only by accumulating knowledge slowly can you make continuous progress."

Zhu Lin nodded: "Teacher Ying and the others also said that my image is more important than my role now. Since Ying Yingyu has some similarities with my appearance, it can cover up my flaws."

“It’s good that you can clearly realize this.”

Fang Yan said: "Some actors lack this awareness and think they have created the character, but in fact their acting skills are far from the level of reconstructing the character. No matter how they act, they are still playing themselves. In the end, they are reduced to 'playing themselves in every role'."

Jiang Wen and Chen Daoming felt an inexplicable chill down their spines when he glanced at them.

Zhu Lin said: "Teacher Fang, these are all mentioned in your theory of performing arts."

Fangyan nodded: "This type of actor often has a very narrow acting range."

Jiang Wen and Chen Daoming looked at each other. Why did Teacher Fang always look at them every time he spoke?

“Although it cannot be said that you cannot be a good actor if you have a narrow range of roles, I hope that you can become the other two types of actors.”

Fang Yu said it earnestly.

Zhu Lin's eyes were full of expectation. "Teacher Fang, how can I become such a good actor?"

When it comes to good actors in dialect, they can be divided into two types.

One is the gift from God, the other is the gift from the ancestors.

God has blessed him with a natural talent as an actor, and he also had a good opportunity. An accidental opportunity made him famous.

In order to make a living under the guidance of the ancestors, actors have to rely on their own hard work, accumulating step by step and finally making a breakthrough.

"Then I am like this now, it seems that neither God nor the ancestors have given me a chance to eat." Zhu Lu said embarrassedly: "Except for the image, I don't have any other skills that should be possessed. I can't even act well in crying scenes."

"Don't belittle your appearance."

Fang Yan said: "This image, does it count as a gift from parents? There are so many people who want to eat it, but can't."

Hearing this, Chen Daoming muttered softly:
"Fortunately, I think I ate it too."

Me too!
Jiang Wen was not convinced. What was wrong with his protruding ears, small eyes, and broom-shaped eyebrows? Those only appear once every few thousand years!

"Pfft."

Zhu Lin smiled brightly and put his anxiety behind him.

Fang Yan encouraged him, "Fortunately, you have high self-requirements and a clear understanding of yourself, which will enable you to improve and become a qualified actor. Many actors often become complacent after creating successful roles, but they don't realize that this is the beginning of stagnation or even regression in their acting skills."

Zhu Lin nodded as if he was being taught: "I will definitely keep it in mind."

Chen Daoming and Jiang Wen spoke one after another, and so did I!
Zhu Lin then asked how Ying Yingyu’s performance, especially in crying scenes, could be further improved?

The dialect tells the different levels of crying scenes.

Crying at the right time is just a basic actor's operation.

The more powerful ones can cry at the right moment and can cry according to the lines and when a certain word is heard, they will cry.

Even the empress dowager in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", the "Queen of Crying Scenes" Liu Xuehua, can accurately control the frequency and amount of tears according to the plot, and she can do it with both the left and right eye.

"I didn't expect there are so many tricks to crying scenes. I'll start practicing when I get back." Zhu Lin was instantly amazed.

"You can practice."

Fangyan pointed at her wrist and told her not to use such self-harming external force to stimulate herself in the future.

"Ming...understood..."

Seeing that he suddenly looked stern, Zhu Lin couldn't help but nod.

"You are not allowed to use it again at any time! Do you understand?"

Fangyan stared at her straight.

"Um……"

It was the first time that Zhu Lin saw him so strict.

Not only was I not annoyed, I was actually very touched.

………………

The rehearsals of "Shang Yang" always last until very late.

For the sake of convenience, Zhu Lin has been living in his parents' home, which is closer to the People's Art Theatre, during this period, and has been living in his previous room.

He pushed the door open, saw Fang Shu, and called out "Mom" in a voice that was slightly hoarse from crying.

"You came back so late, have you eaten?"

"I've eaten in the cafeteria of the People's Art Theatre."

"Hey, why are your eyes so red?"

Fang Shu immediately noticed that her daughter's eyes were swollen from crying.

Zhu Lin asked: "Mom, do you know how to quickly reduce the swelling in my eyes after crying?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, you silly boy!"

Fang Shu felt distressed, "Why did you cry your eyes out like this? Did someone bully you?"

Zhu Lin explained seriously: "No, it's all for the purpose of acting."

Fang Shu was still skeptical, "Really?"

Zhu Lin smiled and said, "Really! Today, Teacher Fang and the others praised me for being in the groove of 'Ying Yingyu'!"

Fang Shu was puzzled: "Crying like this is considered entering the groove?"

"Mom, I'll tell you about this later." Zhu Lin hugged his mother and said, "Please tell me how to reduce the swelling."

Fang Shu rolled his eyes, "I'll go boil you an egg for a hot compress, and then I'll teach you how to massage to reduce the swelling."

"Thank you mom!"

Zhu Lin walked back to his room with light steps.

"This kid!"

"Not crazy, not live!"

Looking at his daughter's back, Fang Shu couldn't help but feel regretful.

I shouldn't have sent her to a dance school when she was young. I originally wanted her to cultivate her interests and hobbies, but I didn't expect that she would be so passionate about dance and performing arts. If it weren't for my "crazy output", I'm afraid she would have already become a dancer in the art troupe.

When Zhu's father came home from his walk, she immediately told her husband about Zhu Lin's strange behavior.

"Who is this Teacher Fang?"

Father Zhu frowned.

Fang Shu asked, "Could it be the 'dialect' she always mentioned?"

(End of this chapter)