This actor just wants to verify.

Chapter 13 Lu Yu's New Movie

July has passed quietly, and there are many things worth paying attention to.

This month, Na Ying, who has a dog brain, won the Most Popular Female Singer Award in Mainland China at the 3rd CCTV-MTV Music Festival.

Tian Zhen, who received 4000 more votes than her but failed to win the award, angrily denounced the organizers for being unfair at the award ceremony.

Some people say that Chinese music has entered its darkest hour since then.

At about the same time, Zeng Zhiwei was ambushed by several burly men in a bar and was sent to the hospital where he needed 29 stitches.

I don't know where the seam is.

Stephen Chow's "Shaolin Soccer" was released and was a huge success.

Even more successful than this was China's successful bid for the Olympic Games.

Compared with this, Qu Ying sweetly revealing her and Li Guanpeng's marriage plans to the media is just child's play in the entertainment industry.

Before leaving, Hao Yun once again visited Mr. Zhang Xianchun, who had lent him the book.

He spent two days reading the book "Performing Arts Tutorial" written by Lin Hongtong and wrote down a lot of questions.

Therefore, he planned to ask for advice while there was still some time.

By the way, I'd like to borrow another book. This time I'm going to the prairie, and I don't expect to come back for more than ten days or half a month, so the remaining book is not enough to read.

It was almost noon when Hao Yun packed up his things.

He has given up the house he is renting now.

The landlord was used to seeing extras coming and going like this, so he didn't make it difficult for them and even returned half of the 60-yuan deposit.

Hao Yun, carrying a bag and pulling a suitcase, knocked on the door of Zhang Xianchun's house.

On the way, he bought some fruits that the old men could chew, and also bought a few bowls of wontons. He came a little early, so the two old men should not have missed their meals.

"What are you doing?" This time it was the fat old man, Zhang Xianchun, who opened the door.

"I've given up the rented house. I'm going to the Mongolian prairie to film a movie. I want to borrow some more books, so I brought a few bowls of wontons with me." Hao Yun raised his hand and showed him the wontons he had bought.

"That's perfect. We don't have to buy it." The fat old man was quite satisfied with this and led Hao Yun into the house.

The thin old man was repairing a fan in the living room. He looked up and saw Hao Yun coming. He asked in surprise, "Are you going to move in with us?"

"No, I'm going out of town to film." Hao Yun repeated.

"Can you repair the fan?" asked the thin old man.

"Let me try." Hao Yun put his things down, came over and tinkered with it for a few seconds, and the fan was fixed by him.

It's not that his skills are so good, it's mainly because it's not difficult at all. It's just a matter of poor contact. If you're lucky, you can kick it and it will start turning immediately.

"If you want to move in, that's not impossible. You can live in the small house at the entrance." The fat old man was very satisfied with Hao Yun's craftsmanship.

"Yes, if you don't mind, you can live in that small house." The thin old man also expressed his opinion.

Their house has three main rooms. The east and west main rooms are bedrooms, the middle one is the living room, and there are two side rooms and a bathroom in the yard.

One of the rooms is the kitchen, and another was originally a barn, which is now used to store some sundries.

"That's great, I can pay the rent." Hao Yun was overjoyed. He had been looking for a house with a better environment than this one, but couldn't find one.

In the whole Hengdian, the housing location and environment here are the best.

"Forget about the rent. Just do the cleaning work when you have nothing to do. We are not really diligent people." said the fat old man.

Hao Yun happily moved his things into the small house.

Although it was a small house, it was actually quite spacious. The most valuable thing was that it had been renovated. It was much better than the rough house he had rented before. After putting his things away and returning to the living room, Hao Yun ate wontons with the two old men.

After dinner, Hao Yun took out the book and asked questions. He was very confused and asked: "The book says that the life science of acting covers two aspects, that is, the actor shapes the character and the character shapes the actor. Only when they are integrated together can the complete acting art be completed. But if the actor is shaped by the character, then doesn't that mean that he is himself no matter what he plays?"

There are many similar confusions. Frankly speaking, the knowledge this book brought to Hao Yun is not even as much as the confusion.

"The duality you mentioned is the relationship between being dominant and being dominated. We must grasp the inspiration and intuition of the 'first self' (the actor's self) so as to achieve control and creation of the 'second self' (the character's self)..." The fat old man rushed over to answer the question.

It was obvious that these two were senior film workers with rich theoretical knowledge and practical experience, and they quickly answered Hao Yun's question.

Although Hao Yun was still a little confused, at least he could sort out the relationship between the two.

He asked a lot of questions and two or three hours passed by unknowingly. Seeing that the two old men were a little tired, he reluctantly put away the book.

These two old men are knowledgeable, but neither of them is an excellent teacher. However, they are the only two people who can answer his questions.

"I suggest you apply to a school to continue your studies, or sign up for an acting class. The former is more troublesome, but you can learn in depth, while the latter is quick, but you can learn superficially." The fat old man took a sip of tea. He was in his seventies and his throat was a little sore from talking so excitedly.

"I'm planning on taking the entrance exam for the Central Academy of Drama, but it doesn't allow students in lower grades to act, which is quite troublesome." Hao Yun hasn't decided yet which school to apply to, and there's no guarantee he'll get in on his first try. He's mentally prepared to take the exam three times, and if he fails three times, he won't be obsessed with it.

Self-study does not necessarily mean you cannot succeed.

Zhou Xun, the leading actress in the upcoming "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", is a self-taught actress. Last year, she won the Best Actress Award at the Paris International Film Festival for her role in "Suzhou River".

"The Central Academy of Drama is indeed very strict. You can try taking the Beijing Film Academy. Wang Fengsheng doesn't seem to care much about the rules." said the fat old man.

But the thin old man immediately retorted: "Wang Fengsheng is only a few years younger than you. He will definitely retire next year."

"Who will take over his job, Zhang Jian, Wang Jinsong, or Zhang Huijun?" It seemed that the fat old man had a poor memory.

"It must be Zhang Huijun." The thin old man is older, but not confused.

"Then you should take the entrance exam for Beijing Film Academy. It's easier to get into the school. If you can understand this book thoroughly, taking the entrance exam will be a piece of cake." The fat old man suggested.

He did not persuade Hao Yun to focus on his studies.

Acting is an industry where practice is more important than theory.

Some child stars who were once very popular disappeared from the entertainment industry without a trace just because they focused on their studies.

Hao Yun asked some more details about the application, but the two old men couldn't explain it clearly.

He saw that it was almost time and he might miss the bus if he was any later, so he said goodbye.

"Go ahead, don't forget Lu Yan's play in September." The fat old man stood up and bid farewell to Hao Yun, not forgetting to give him a reminder.

"What play?" Hao Yun was puzzled.

"Didn't I tell you?" The fat old man opened his eyes wide.

"No!" Hao Yun was very sure. He was so poor now that he would definitely remember whatever the play was.

"Oh, I was going to tell you last time, but it seems I forgot. The older I get, the worse my memory becomes." The fat old man was embarrassed.

“Don’t blame everything on your age. You were also forgetful when you were young.” The thin old man complained.

It turned out that after Hao Yun was admitted as a special agent, the Actors Guild had planned to arrange a small role for him.

The fat old man took the initiative to take on the job.

Everything went smoothly except for one thing: forgetting to notify Hao Yun, the person involved.

"Is Lu Yan the screenwriter of "Black Hole"? " Hao Yun asked tentatively.

"Yes, this is his first movie. We will arrange a role for you when the time comes. But what kind of role it is, it's up to... Lu Yan to decide." The fat old man just occasionally has a bad memory, but his logical thinking is very clear.

(End of this chapter)