Superstars start from the Academy of Film and Television

Chapter 246 Blue Lotus.

"Wow, this bamboo tube rice is really delicious."

The steamed bamboo rice exudes a fragrance of natural plants and herbs, which makes everyone's index fingers move. Han Fei also had a lot of activities this day and ate several bowls.

When he was full, Teacher Huang patted his stomach suddenly: "It seems that it is almost interesting. Pengpeng is going to get out the watermelon in Jingli Town. It is the most suitable time to eat it. Let's sit in the mushroom house. It's getting dark today." There are a lot of mosquitoes outside."

Everyone started drooling when they heard that there was fruit after dinner, but everyone entered the room for a long time. This Pengpeng couldn’t wait to come. Teacher He was a little worried: “Pengpeng didn’t fall into the well. right?"

Hearing what Mr. He said, everyone was a little worried, and hurried to the backyard, only to find that Pengpeng was fine, but he was staring at the mouth of the well in a daze, just like a demon.

Zifeng was terrified and subconsciously grabbed Han Fei's hand: "He, what's wrong?"

Teacher He stepped forward and patted Pengpeng on the shoulder: "What are you doing? It's scary standing here."

Pengpeng scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, this watermelon is too big, and the bucket is too small, so I can't fish it out."

Everyone fell down, Teacher Huang covered his face and said: "If you are not sure, just say it, can standing here stupidly solve the problem?"

In order to be able to eat watermelon, Teacher He also tried, but found that he really couldn't get it out.

After thinking about it, Han Fei went to the utility room to get out the bamboo that Pengpeng cut in the afternoon, and then found two ropes: "Come on, Zifeng help me shine the flashlight."

"Ah? Oh." Zi Feng didn't know what Han Fei was going to do, but she still looked forward to seeing him cut a hole in the bottom of the bamboo.

A total of four bamboos were obtained, and then two more bamboos were inserted into the hole, pressed tightly with a hatchet, and finally wrapped with a rope.

"It's done." Han Fei stood up and came out of the utility room.

Seeing the strange looking thing in his hand, Zifeng asked curiously: "Brother Han, here, how do you get the watermelon?"

"You'll know later." Seeing the girl's confused face, Han Fei smiled and rubbed her head.

When they came to the well, the three of them were still trying to fish out the watermelon with a bucket, Zifeng said with disgust: "Oh, don't break the watermelon, we have a secret weapon."

Don't mention how arrogant that tone was, although she didn't know the principle of this thing, but after a day of contact, she already had an inexplicable trust in Han Fei, and believed that he would be able to fish out the watermelon.

Seeing the tool in Han Fei's hand, Teacher Huang's eyes lit up, and Teacher He was also dissatisfied: "This is a good way."

But Pengpeng was still in a daze. Can such a simple thing really fish out the watermelon?
Han Fei lowered the tool into the well from both sides at the same time, and then carefully pulled the rope along the edge of the watermelon and slipped it inside.

"rise."

The watermelon was lifted up by Han Fei little by little just like that.

"Yeah, that's great." Zifeng jumped up and cheered.

The watermelon was cut into pieces and served on the table. Everyone ate it very comfortably, especially Pengpeng. It felt like a one-dollar coin dropped on the street. Just about to take the bus, I was about to take out my coin to get on the bus, but the coin fell into the drain hole, and after a lot of hard work, I finally fished the coin out of the drain hole. I guess I wanted to kiss that coin at that time.

Han Fei saw that Zifeng was eating watermelon juice all over his hands, so he smiled and handed her a few tissues: "Put some tissues on your hands when eating watermelon, so that the watermelon juice will not flow everywhere."

Zifeng smiled embarrassedly, and then asked curiously: "Brother Han, why do you know so much?"

Han Fei didn't expect her to ask such a question, and thought for a while: "At ordinary times, pay more attention to observation, just like acting, you can't act according to your own imagination, you need to live close to each other, what kind of person and under what circumstances will How to react, so that the characters played will be real."

Teacher Huang was thoughtful: "So, Han Fei, are you an experiential school?"

Han Fei shook his head and said with a smile: "Almost, but I prefer the method school."

The method school is actually an extension of the experience school, which advocates digging out the complexity of human nature and human heart through the actor's external body and expression.

"Then, Senior Brother Han, Teacher Huang, do you think I should learn the expression school, the experience school, or the method school?" Zi Feng was a little puzzled. She still used her own methods habitually.

Teacher Huang and Han Fei looked at each other, and said with a smile: "You haven't started yet, it's too early to talk about this, and it's not about what faction we think you are suitable for, but what faction you think you are suitable for, or, you It’s a faction that does whatever it wants.”

Han Fei very much agrees with Mr. Huang's opinion. In fact, whether it is the expression school, the experience school or the method school, they are just theories summed up by the predecessors. Before that, no one acted?
Drama has always existed. The so-called methods and factions are just theories for people to quickly learn and summarize. There are many actors who have never learned any acting theory at all, but their performances are natural and self-contained.

The reason why Han Fei said that he is a method school is that the method school is more flexible, just like the experience school wants to play a one-armed hero like Yang Guo. Arms tied to experience life with only one hand.

Zifeng held her chin and seemed to understand, but also didn't seem to understand, thinking that she must write down these words before going to bed, and read them later.

Pengpeng is so envious, Zifeng asked these questions, he has actually asked many people, whether it be some old actors in the crew, or the teachers of the college, but every positive answer is that they say something is true. The words of true and false sent him away, unlike Zifeng, who broke them apart and told her.

Just when everyone couldn't find a topic, Zifeng suddenly thought of something, and came down from upstairs with a guitar: "Senior Brother Han, everyone says you sing the best, can you?"

Han Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed and cursed, "Where did you hear this?"

Zi Feng stuck out her tongue and looked at him expectantly, like a homeless puppy, it was so pitiful that Han Fei couldn't bear it for a while, so he took the guitar over.

But what to sing?Han Fei thought for a while, and suddenly snapped his fingers.

"Nothing can stop

your longing for freedom
An unrestricted career

Your heart has nothing to worry about"

Originally, Han Fei's prelude guitar solo was enough to make people fascinated, but when the lyrics of this song came out, everyone was shocked.

Not only Mr. He and the others, but even the film crew were dumbfounded. There was silence all around, only the chirping of insects from time to time, which seemed to cater to Han Fei's singing.

The director was so excited that he almost jumped up, but he was afraid of disturbing the good mood of the scene, so he could only clenched his fists and forced himself not to make a sound.

(End of this chapter)