I was just thinking about taking the arts exam and you said I've been playing supporting roles

Chapter 60 What kind of performance is this? !

"Oh, come on!"

"Yoshisan, don't desert!"

"Take the test well, do you hear me?"

"..."

The parents of the art exam candidates were giving instructions to their children at the door, while Chen Jin had already walked into the examination room.

The examiners for the preliminary and re-examination, Doujiao Huang and Xu Xiaodan, were both sitting there. The two did not participate in the grading, but that did not stop them from chatting with the teachers around them. Especially after Chen Jin came in, Xu Xiaodan stared at him and then whispered something to an examiner next to him.

The examiner raised his head and glanced at Chen Jin. This teacher became very famous in later generations.

Cui Xinqin!
She is currently the vice president of the School of Performing Arts. When Huang Xiaoming took the Beijing Film Academy entrance exam, she was attracted by his good looks and was admitted as an exception.

Her status in Beijing Film Academy is similar to that of an actor godmother.

And the person sitting right next to her is the current dean of the Beijing Film Academy’s School of Performance—Chen Yi!
Two years later, he was ignored for a period of time because of Zhai's academic fraud incident. He was Zhai's mentor.

Compared to celebrity scandals that do not involve their own interests, netizens can only be spectators and watch the fun; but this damn Zhai has increased the annual cost of paper plagiarism checking by 10 times, which is something the public cannot tolerate.

Chen Jin was even more familiar with the examiner on Chen Yi's left.

"I'll take off her pants, I'll take off her underpants, I'll pull out the rubber band in her underpants, I'll make a slingshot and hit the glass in your house!"

Chen Jin can still recite this line until now.

The key is that I can't help laughing when I think about it. It's really too hilarious.

Teacher Wang Jingsong who plays a mentally ill patient in "Who Says I Don't Care".

Although he is not as famous as the other Wang Jingsong, his status and reputation in the industry are much higher than that one. He is also currently the vice president of the Beijing Film Academy's School of Performance. Liu Yifei and Zhu Yilong are both his students.

These three were the three examiners for Chen Jin’s three tests.

The rest are either teachers who grade voice, stage, behavior and performance, or examiners for the preliminary and re-examinations.

There are 24 people in total, and we definitely won’t be able to do it without changing the classroom.

"Sit in the middle!"

"You don't need to perform one by one for three trials!"

Chen Yi leaned closer to the microphone and spoke to Chen Jin who was just about to sit down.

Chen Jin hurriedly sat in the front row. Xu Xiaodan admired his courage; but when she thought of his performance in the re-examination of the death row inmates, she felt a little bit of anticipation.

After a while, thirty candidates had sat in the middle, and Yang Zi and Zhang Yishan were forced to sit next to Chen Jin.

It’s not good to be too famous, so other candidates gave way to these two.

"Okay, listen carefully to the test questions!"

Chen Yi watched the thirty examinees stand still. After the examination room was completely quiet, he said word by word, "There will be three tests in total. The first one is the comprehensive test of body shape and vocal music. You should know what the test is about by listening to the name, right?"

"Yes, body shape and vocal music. I hope you can grasp these two points after the test questions come out later!"

Chen Yi said seriously: "The teacher will grade the results!"

There are 8 teachers in total, 4 for body shape and 4 for vocal music.

At this point they are all ready to go. Later they will leave their seats and stand on both sides to carefully observe and listen to each candidate's physical and vocal performance and give corresponding scores.

The full score is of course 100. Finally, take the average score and multiply it by 40%. This is the final comprehensive score of the candidate's body and vocal music in the third test of Beijing Film Academy.

The second performance lines are the same, and the third oral test accounts for 20%!

The scores are not given randomly based on the teacher's subjective impression.

The entire process is recorded on video. If candidates are not satisfied with their results after the results are announced, they can appeal.

For example, to get 100 points in vocal music, one must have good vocal conditions and characteristics, beautiful timbre, clear pronunciation, accurate and stable grasp of pitch and rhythm, and strong vocal expressiveness... If any of these points are slightly worse, the score can only be 80-90.

Movements, sounds, shapes, performances, etc. all have corresponding scoring and judging criteria.

"Are you ready?"

Chen Yi glanced at the 30 candidates in front of him, and they all looked in good spirits.

Those who can enter the third round of tests may not have all received training in art examination classes, but they all have more or less talents and specialties in voice, stage performance, and acting.

"Ready!"

Some spoke and some nodded. Cui Xinqin at the side said, "First question, please use your body and vocals to express 'pain'!"

"start!"

As soon as the words came out, all the students apparently moved.

There were sounds of gasping, wailing, and people covering their hands and feet in pain. Some who had a background in martial arts even jumped up and hit the ground, rolling a few times and then screaming.

Yang Zi's face was full of pain, with the five fingers of one hand clenched tightly. He lay there screaming "Ahhh!". Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and his facial features became distorted.

Her finger seemed to be pierced by a needle, and her face was shaking with pain. This scene seemed to be a tribute to the plot of Rong Mama piercing Ziwei, and she was imitating it.

But her performance was obviously not the best. Zhang Yishan next to her was sweating profusely. He had something in his mouth, one hand in the air, and the other arm was exposed, as if there was an injury there.

"what--"

As one of Zhang Yishan's hands was shaking, he screamed like crazy, gasping for air from his mouth.

His eyes turned white and his legs trembled.

This feeling of pain is actually very shocking.

Every teacher can imagine that scene: the wounded man in the war movie is being treated with wine, while the man is removing bullets without any anesthesia.

Zhang Yishan indeed acted out this classic scene, with trembling hands and gnashing teeth as he took the bullet out of his shoulder.

thump!
The moment the bullet was taken out, Zhang Yishan fell directly to the ground.

"Hu Chi... Hu Chi..."

He kept gasping for breath, obviously breathing in more than out.

Zhang Yishan thought he was quite satisfied with this performance. He subconsciously glanced at the examiners when he fell down. Unexpectedly, the examiners seemed to be looking not at him, but at... Chen Jin next to him.

The three examiners all focused their attention on Chen Jin at this time.

Including the teachers who gave the scores, there were Huang Lei and Xu Xiaodan.

Chen Jin's performance was somewhat silent. After Cui Xinqin said the word "pain", many candidates behaved very actively.

The pain is very concrete, such as the pain of being hit by a car, the pain of being pricked by a needle, the pain of a toenail kicking a toothpick, the pain of Zhang Yishan removing the bullet... It is a physical pain.

So what is manifested is rolling, painful expression, wailing... In short, the movements and body language are very rich.

But Chen Jin was the only one who did not take any action at the beginning.

There is nothing in terms of physical form or vocals.

Tears welled up in his eyes. He sat there in silence with his head down. After about a minute, he suddenly raised his head.

Hot tears suddenly rolled down his eyes and face. He opened his mouth and screamed, his emotions welling up at once, and his hands began to gesture, faster and faster, more and more anxiously.

Sign language!

Mute!

The kind of pain that can't be explained.

It hurts too much.

The teachers were all very anxious and could imagine the powerless pain that the mute felt after being wronged.

This is a spiritual pain...
"Ah ah……"

"Ahhh?"

"Ah~~"

Chen Jin held back tears, and his strokes suddenly slowed down, and his voice also shouted out from his throat.

The expression on his face became more aggrieved, the tears had disappeared, leaving only the bulging blue veins on his forehead, and the anxious and powerless feeling of wanting to explain.

There was a loud and rapid sound in the larynx.

The teacher who knew sign language understood the words that Chen Jin gestured.

"You do not understand!"

"You don't understand anything!"

"My life is already so bad, why do I have to be punished like this?"

"Oh...oh..."

Chen Jin lowered his head, his emotions suddenly stabilized, but he tried to shout out again and again: "Oh... next... next——"

"Next, four!"

"Oh, next, four!"

He tried his best to speak it word by word.

Only after he had shouted out these three words did he raise his head. A tear fell to the corner of his mouth, but he looked at the examiners in front of him and smiled calmly, very carefree, with his lips curled up: "Oh! Next! Four!"

After saying this, it was as if all the energy in his body disappeared at once.

It drooped there, without any breath.

【I want to die】!
The teachers and examiners all understood, but Chen Jin... tried to speak it out using sign language.

I say it with a smile, but it hurts more than death!
(End of this chapter)