The strongest entertainment system

Chapter 107 Lectures for Movie Kings
"Then I'll just say it. It's not good, or there is something whimsical. Brothers, please don't laugh at me. Really, I'm young, and I still don't think well."

Su Zhao smiled politely.

Immediately afterwards, he confessed the performance theory about Stanislavsky in his mind bit by bit.

Because it is purely theoretical knowledge, it also involves a lot of professional terms.

Su Zhao was afraid that these famous people would sometimes not understand, so he deliberately spoke slowly, and even explained some difficult points.

Then, it was beyond Su Zhao's expectation.

The few people present here have super comprehension skills. They have almost heard it and can remember it quickly.

It was Yu Chen who surprised Su Zhao the most.

He understood a lot of things almost immediately, and even asked questions about drawing inferences from one instance, which Su Zhao could barely answer.

The whole living room was silent.

Only Su Zhao's voice echoed in the room.

After finally emptying out all those things in her mind, Su Zhao let out a sigh of relief and looked at the other people around her.

"Finished?"

It was Xu Yuan who asked this sentence first.

Yu Chen looked at Su Zhao with unsatisfactory eyes.

Feng Feng stared at Su Zhao closely, and the light of interest flashed in his eyes.

Even if he had heard a little bit of the right to step, he was still dumbfounded. He didn't expect that there was more profound knowledge in it, but Su Zhao didn't tell himself.

Old Han bowed his head, savored carefully, and smacked his lips, "Oh, I'm getting old, and heroes come out of youth."

Raising his head, Mr. Han looked at Suzhou with relief, "Your theory is unprecedented and unheard of. In fact, it is based on the cultivation of an actor. Fundamentally speaking, it focuses on the quality of an actor. , This is really a new way, it opened my eyes! Great, great! Great!"

Han Lao said three times in a row, which seemed to express the joy in his heart.

Xu Yuan, Yu Chen, Bu Quan, Feng Feng and the young man leading Su Zhao all looked shocked.

Although I only listened to Su Zhao's performance theory once, the knowledge contained in it is quite extensive, which opened a window for everyone and let them see another world.

"If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening."

Even Feng Feng, who has always cherished words like gold, said such a word of appreciation.

All the people here are big names in the film and television industry, all kinds of theoretical knowledge, and actual shooting experience are very rich, and the good and bad of many things can be understood almost immediately.

And Su Zhao's theory completely convinced everyone.

Let them suddenly understand many things that they usually don't understand, or are very vague.

None of them dared to think that such a profound theory came from the hands of a young man in his 20s, which is really surprising.

"Brother Su, that's all for your theory? Where are you going to take the class? I'll go to the class!" Yu Chen was the first to express his thoughts.

Xu Yuan followed closely behind.

"Yes, yes, if you are in class, which school are you in? I will also attend!"

"Count me in." Feng Feng was not to be outdone.

Elder Han also asked curiously: "Su Zhao, are you taking classes at the Beijing Drama Academy? Or at the Huaxia Film Academy?"

Hearing this, Su Zhao smiled awkwardly.

"Everyone thinks too much, I don't go to class at all?"

"Not going to class?" Mr. Han was even more puzzled, and immediately nodded, "Indeed, at your level, you can even lead graduate students, as long as you are younger, but this is not a problem."

Su Zhao was speechless for a while, and even the graduate students came out.

"I don't take graduate students either." Su Zhao explained.

Just as he was about to continue talking, Xu Yuan immediately interrupted him and said in surprise: "It can't be a doctoral supervisor, no, it hasn't been said recently that the film academy has a new doctoral supervisor."

The others nodded and wanted to ask Su Zhao.

Only Bu Quan stood aside, holding back his laughter, his stomach was about to cramp.

"I'm a host! Talk show host!"

Su Zhao took advantage of the fact that no one was talking, and spoke quickly about his occupation.

Because the speech was too fast, everyone hadn't reacted after listening to it for a while.

Xu Yuan even repeated, "Oh, host! What! Host!"

When Xu Yuan reacted, his eyes were about to pop out!

Yu Chen looked helpless, as if he didn't quite believe Su Zhao's words.

Feng Feng didn't speak, but the meaning in his eyes was obvious, "You don't lie."

The young man who led the way was even more puzzled, wondering whether he should believe Su Zhao's words or not.

Even Han Lao was a little stunned, blinking and asked: "The host? Is it the host?"

In the end, Bu Quan also admitted this.

"Teacher, he is indeed the host. To be honest, when I knew what he was doing, I was more surprised than you."

Everyone was speechless.

What the hell is wrong with this world? The theory summed up by a host is actually better than those of professional filmmakers like them.

It also makes it impossible for people to live.

Mr. Han looked up to the sky and sighed, "Perhaps it's the same as he said. Art is interlinked. After all, the host is also a branch of art."

Yu Chen nodded, "Perhaps he is the only one here who can have a good conversation with Brother Su. We can't, the level is too low."

"Yes, yes, perverts and perverts have a common language." Xu Yuan said resentfully.

Bu Quan also seemed to be very emotional, "Yes, we don't understand the language of aliens, and only he can understand it."

The young man who led the way seemed to think of someone, with reverence on his face.

This time it's Su Zhao's turn to be caught up in the circle.

How to say, said and ran to someone else.

And who is the "he" they are talking about?

"Forget it, listening to Jun's words is better than reading for ten years. Teacher Xiao Su taught us a good lesson today."

Han Lao changed the subject, nodded to Su Zhao and joked a few words with a smile.

Beside, Yu Chen, Xu Yuan, Bu Quan, and Feng Feng all nodded.

"Su Hao, I like your theory very much, but it's a pity that it hasn't been formed yet. In this case, you can leave the phone for a while, I have time to think about it, let's talk about it, and then perfect this theory, and send it to the film academy as a textbook , I think they must be very willing to ask for it.”

Su Zhao agreed with Mr. Han's proposal with both hands. This thing is of no use to him.

Only by putting it in the place of useful people can it shine.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. In this way, when I have time when I go back, I will organize these and make a document, and then send it to you. Please give me some pointers." Su Zhao said modestly.

"Advice? That's out of the question. At your current level, we can only discuss with each other. We have to learn first, and those who have mastered it first." Han Lao laughed.

Others also opened their mouths one after another, and left their e-mail addresses for Su Zhao, asking him to sort out the documents and give them to himself.

Su Zhao was not stingy, and agreed on the spot.

(End of this chapter)