Brush Up Your Proficiency

"I know you're a good person, you're law-abiding, but how many times have I told you? The bank is going to lay off people and cut salaries! It's not like I didn't warn you in advance!" Wang Hao said with an indifferent, and somewhat arrogant, look on his face.

As soon as this line came out, his tone and the way he immersed himself in the role stunned everyone watching from the sidelines!

"Damn, this line delivery, this stage presence, you're telling me he's a newbie?"

Wang Hao's line instantly transported them into the scene, and they subconsciously had this thought.

The earlier attitude of watching a good show instantly vanished without a trace.

Liang Meng, who was sitting with Cheng Yufei and Li Nan, straightened up, abandoning her initial slouching posture.

Cheng Yufei and Li Nan, being outsiders, were even more convinced of their previous thoughts after seeing Liang Meng's reaction, and they looked at Wang Hao on the stage, who seemed to be glowing, with sparkling eyes.

Old Song, who was playing Huang Shengsan, was very happy to hear Wang Hao's first line, which was so resounding. He thought to himself that this kid really had something, and he had grasped the essence of the role.

But as an old artist, he wouldn't make any mistakes because of this. He immediately hunched his back and looked at Wang Hao, saying, "Mr. Li, our bank is building another big building now! The bank is adding more people, more new people!"

His emotional control and tone were superb, perfectly portraying the attitude of a humble job seeker in that era.

"That's the bank's policy, to prosper. As for laying you off and hiring new people, you've been in the bank for so many years, don't you understand this much about the world?"

Under Old Song's lead, Wang Hao's state became more and more immersive, and his performance became more and more natural. Combining what he had learned about the character when studying the script, he now seemed to be the Mr. Li, who was high above and could control other people's destinies.

"Ah... Ah... I... I understand, I understand, Mr. Li. I don't have anyone behind me to support me."

"Then that's that." Wang Hao waved his hand, as if shooing away a fly.

"I initially thought that heaven would reward those who put their heart into it. I just worked hard, hoping to make up for my shortcomings."

Wang Hao's transition from disdain to mercenary was seamless, and even Liang Meng, an insider, couldn't find any fault with it, let alone Cheng Yufei and Li Nan, who subconsciously clenched their fists when they saw Wang Hao like this.

And the way he showed that he couldn't stand other people's integrity also made people seem to see the somewhat sad inner self under his arrogant state.

"What savings?"

"I'm not talking about hard-earned money, I'm talking about from other places. I'm saying, haven't you found any benefits from stationery?"

"Oh, no, no, no, Mr. Li, I swear to God! Uh... Mr. Li, I do things with a clear conscience, you can ask others about me...."

Old Song was panicked and at a loss, as if he had received the greatest slander in the world.

Old Song's words seemed to touch Wang Hao's raw nerve. He shouted loudly, "You fool, what era is this, and you're still talking about conscience? No wonder you're still so pitiful!"

"Alright, go, go, go quickly, I can't do anything now. Talk about it later, go."

As he spoke, Wang Hao began to physically drive Old Song away, without the initial politeness, as if people like Old Song should be treated this way in this world.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Li!" In the pushing and shoving, Old Song kept resisting, striving for that glimmer of hope.

"Let me tell you, if you keep following me around like a dog, wherever I go, you go, I won't be so polite to you!" Wang Hao said with a face full of disgust and intimidation.

"Where do you want me to go? Where do you want me to go? I don't have a home now. Let me tell you, my wife left me because there was no food to eat. She ran away with someone else.

There's still a child left at home waiting for me to eat. I only have two cents in my pocket now, and I'm sick. Where do you want me to go? Where do you want me to go."

Old Song poured out his miserable experiences to the perpetrator, hoping to get Wang Hao's pity.

However, what he got was: "Go wherever you want to go. Let me tell you, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this door can't be opened. I can't set this precedent for you!" Wang Hao's hypocrisy at this time fully demonstrated what it means to be both a hypocrite and a moralist.

"Mr. Li, I'm not asking you to help me, I'm just asking you to find me something to do. For my child, I have to live."

"Child? Actually, there are many things you can do, it just depends on whether you're willing to do them." Wang Hao, as if feeling sympathy, began to offer ideas in a fake manner.

Then Wang Hao listed three paths: pulling a rickshaw, begging on the street, and stealing!

As he said this, he even reached out and grabbed something out of thin air.

"Stealing, stealing, what's wrong with stealing? Oh, rich people can get money from other people's hands in large quantities. You don't have the guts, why can't you steal!" At this time, Wang Hao seemed to be talking about something that was taken for granted, and such a thing was normal in his opinion.

"Mr. Li, let me tell you, I... I... I've thought about it too when I'm desperate, but... I... I don't dare!"

"You don't even have the guts to steal, then what do you want me to do? You don't have good relatives, you don't have good friends, and you don't have any great skills, alright."

When he said this, Wang Hao's emotions had reached their peak, and the person and the role had completely merged. He began to truly denounce Old Song:

"If I tell you to beg, you care about your face and you're not willing to do it. If I tell you to pull a rickshaw, you don't have the strength, you can't do it. If I tell you to steal, you don't have the guts, you don't dare to do it. You're full of conscience, righteousness, morality!

But you want to support your wife and children with your honesty and law-abiding nature, but you can't even support your own wife. You're simply a big waste, you're not fit to raise children. Let me tell you, this world is not prepared for people like you!"

This passionate performance allowed Wang Hao to bring the hypocritical character to its peak, and even Old Song was momentarily lost in thought.