Entertainment Industry: I am a top-tier movie star

Halfway through the casting process, a subtle atmosphere had already filled the classroom.

Students who performed well came offstage with confident smiles on their faces.

Those who underperformed sat in a corner with their heads down, looking dejected.

Teacher Li had a serious expression, only nodding slightly during exceptionally good performances and writing a few more lines in her notebook.

It was Wang Hao's turn.

He is number nine.

"Number nine, Wang Hao," Teacher Li read aloud.

Wang Hao took a deep breath and stood up.

He wore a white shirt today, which was neatly ironed, with one button undone at the collar.

This is a small detail he designed for the character Zhou Ping, aiming to express the feeling of wanting to maintain a respectable appearance while being restless inside.

He walked to the open space in the center of the classroom and bowed slightly to Teacher Li and the students:

"I auditioned for the role of Zhou Ping, specifically the scene in Act III where she confronts Zhou Puyuan."

This choice made Chen Nianbei raise an eyebrow.

This scene was indeed very challenging.

Zhou Ping had to defend her actions in front of her father while simultaneously concealing her inner fear and guilt.

The actor must switch between suppressing and exploding emotions repeatedly, which is a great test of their control.

Wang Hao closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.

Three seconds later, when he opened his eyes again, his expression had changed.

His usual simple and earnest demeanor transformed into the gloomy and evasive look in Zhou Ping's eyes.

"Father,"

He spoke, his voice a octave lower than usual, his tone filled with cautious respect.

But if you listen carefully, you can detect a hint of tension.

"I didn't do anything wrong."

Teacher Li leaned forward slightly.

Wang Hao will continue acting.

He devised quite a few tricks.

While speaking, her fingers unconsciously rubbed the hem of her clothes. When questioned by her "father," her eyes would briefly drift away, only to quickly return to their own after realizing she had lost her composure.

These details are all very well done, showing that he really put in the effort to study the character.

When Wang Hao was acting out the scene where Zhou Ping's emotions erupted, his voice rose.

But the increase was very restrained; it wasn't a roar, but rather a questioning tone tinged with trembling.

"You're always like this! Always like this! You never listen to a complete sentence I say!"

His eyes reddened, but the tears didn't fall; they just welled up in his eyes.

This is a very clever approach.

Even when someone like Zhou Ping breaks down, it's a controlled breakdown.

The last paragraph describes Zhou Ping's panic and retreat after realizing she had lost her composure.

Wang Hao's voice lowered again, even carrying a hint of pleading:

"I'm sorry, Father... I shouldn't have said that..."

After finishing the performance, he stood there, took several deep breaths, and then came out of character.

The classroom was silent for a few seconds.

Then applause broke out.

Several students whispered among themselves:

"Wang Hao acted so well..."

"Yes, it's incredibly delicate."

"He captured Zhou Ping's cowardly yet struggling nature perfectly."

Teacher Li nodded, carefully made a few notes in her notebook, and then looked up at Wang Hao:

"Not bad. The actor has his own understanding of the character, and the details are very well designed."

She paused, then added, "It would have been better if the emotional outburst had been contained a little faster. Zhou Ping's outburst was brief; most of the time it was repression."

"Thank you, teacher. I'll remember that."

Wang Hao's eyes lit up, and his face revealed an uncontainable joy.

When he walked back to his seat, his steps were much lighter.

As he passed by Chen Nianbei, he subconsciously glanced at Chen Nianbei, his eyes showing confidence, but also a little bit of worry.

Students who do well on exams want to show off, but are also afraid of upsetting their friends who don't do well.

Chen Nianbei smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up.

Wang Hao paused for a moment, then laughed even harder, sat down in the row in front of him, turned around and whispered:

"I think I've got this in the bag. Teacher Li rarely praises people on the spot."

"He really acted well," Chen Nianbei said honestly.

Wang Hao scratched his head, a little embarrassed, but couldn't help asking, "Where do you think it could be better?"

Chen Nianbei thought for a moment: "In the scene where you explode, if you added a short pause after the questioning, and waited a second or two before apologizing, it might have a more nuanced feel."

"pause?"

"Yes. Zhou Ping was also frightened after saying those words; how dare he talk back to his father."

So there should have been a moment of stunned silence, followed by panic and apology.

Wang Hao's eyes lit up: "That makes sense! How come I didn't think of that!"

He wanted to ask more, but Teacher Li had already called out the next name:

"Number 10, Zhang Yue."

Zhang Yue tried on the Four Phoenixes.

She was the second-ranked girl in her class in her major courses. She was very hardworking and her acting was indeed excellent. She portrayed Sifeng's simple, kind, and hopeful nature towards love very well.

But Chen Nianbei could tell that her acting was a bit too "standard".

Every emotion was accurate, every movement was precise, but what was lacking was Sifeng's own vibrant life force.

It's like a beautifully crafted model built according to blueprints; everything is correct, but it doesn't breathe.

Teacher Li's comments were also very pertinent: "Her basic skills are solid, and her emotions are on point. But she could be a little bolder. Sifeng is not only gentle and kind, but she also has her own stubbornness and persistence."

Zhang Yue nodded and calmly returned to her seat.

She was confident in her performance.

"Number 11, Naza."

Nazar stood up.

When she reached the center of the classroom, she first bowed to Teacher Li, then turned to her classmates:

"I also auditioned for the role of Sifeng, and I chose the scene in the third act where she confesses her feelings for Zhou Ping to her mother."

This clip was chosen very thoughtfully.

Sifeng has to admit her pregnancy to her mother while also protecting Zhou Ping.

The emotions are complex; it must portray both the girl's shyness and fear, as well as her courage to sacrifice for love.

Naza closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, her expression had changed.

She became soft and timid, yet with a resolute determination to go all out.

"mom……"

She spoke, her voice soft and trembling, "I...I have something to tell you."

Teacher Li nodded slightly.

Nazar's performance has improved a lot since last semester.

The acting teacher hired by her agent did have some effect; her lines became clearer, and her emotional delivery became more accurate.

Especially when she said the words "I'm pregnant," her voice was almost inaudible, her head was lowered so low that it was almost buried in her chest, and her fingers were tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.

Those were the unspeakable shame and fears of a young girl.

But when the mother pressed her for the child's father's identity, she suddenly looked up, a hint of almost obsessive protectiveness flashing in her eyes:

"Please don't ask... It was my own choice..."

This performance was good; the emotional transitions were very natural.

Chen Nianbei noticed that Teacher Li's pen paused on the notebook for a moment, and then wrote a few more lines.

After the performance, Naza stood there for a while, calming her breathing before regaining her usual expression.

"very good."

Teacher Li rarely used the word "very good".

"The emotions are very real, and the details are handled delicately."

The author particularly captured the conflicting emotions of fear and the desire to protect their loved one.

She paused for a moment, then said, "The lines could be a bit more relaxed. Some parts are spoken too 'standardly,' lacking a sense of everyday life."

"Thank you, teacher, I'll remember." Naza's eyes sparkled.

As she walked back to her seat, her cheeks were flushed with excitement.

As she passed by Chen Nianbei, she secretly winked.

Chen Nianbei responded with a smile.

He could sense that the way some of his classmates looked at Naza had changed.

The usual assessment has shifted from "good-looking but mediocre acting skills" to "has definitely improved."

"Number twelve, Chen Nianbei."

When Teacher Li read out the name, the classroom fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were on Chen Nianbei.

Curious, scrutinizing, expectant, and skeptical.

Naza's hands, resting on her knees, unconsciously clenched.

She was both nervous for Chen Nianbei and inexplicably excited.

It's like knowing a secret and waiting for it to be revealed.

Wang Hao secretly broke out in a cold sweat. He genuinely considered Chen Nianbei a friend and didn't want him to embarrass himself in front of so many people.

He had even already planned in his mind how to comfort her later:

"It's okay, you just got back, you're still adjusting." "You'll get better with more practice."

The other students had even more complicated feelings.

Some people are simply curious.

What changes can a guy who got into Beijing Film Academy by being at the bottom of his class and only got in because of his looks undergo after a month of training with the crew?

Some people were there just to watch the spectacle.

Wait and see him make a fool of himself. After all, the old Chen Nianbei could make even the simplest monologue incredibly awkward.

Others, like Zhang Yue, approach it with a professional and critical eye.

She wanted to know what this classmate who went to join the group had actually learned.

Teacher Li pushed up her glasses and looked at Chen Nianbei.

She recalled the scene from more than a month ago when the student asked for leave.

When she asked him, "What is the most important thing for an actor?" he replied, "It is to observe and imitate reality, and then create based on reality."

That answer didn't sound like something a twenty-year-old student would say.

So at this moment, Teacher Li was filled with anticipation.

She wanted to see just how much progress her student had made.

"Chen Nianbei,"

She spoke, her tone gentler than before, "Which role are you auditioning for?"

The classroom became even quieter.

You can even hear the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves outside the window.

Chen Nianbei stood up.

He was wearing a simple gray sweatshirt, jeans, and canvas shoes today.

She was dressed very simply, but standing there, she exuded a unique aura.

It's not something deliberately staged, but rather a natural state.

"I'll try Zhou Ping."

He said the voice was steady and clear, "The scene I chose is the conversation between Fanyi and the character in the living room in the first act."

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight commotion arose in the classroom.

Wang Hao's eyes widened.

He knew this scene.

This is one of the most difficult scenes for Zhou Ping to perform.

Under Fan Yi's relentless pressure, the actor must both demonstrate a resolute desire to escape and portray the cowardice and guilt deep within his heart.

Almost every line of dialogue has subtext, and emotions need to be switched quickly across multiple levels.

Naza gripped his hand even tighter.

She had seen Chen Nianbei's performance on set and knew how talented he was.

But she also knew that her classmates didn't know.

So at this moment, she was both nervous and excited, like waiting for fireworks to bloom.

Teacher Li nodded: "Let's begin."

Chen Nianbei walked to the center of the classroom.

He didn't immediately get into the zone; instead, he adjusted his stance first.

He positioned himself facing "Fanyi" (an empty chair) at a 45-degree angle to the side, ensuring that everyone in the classroom could see his expression.

That little gesture was very professional.

Then, he closed his eyes.