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He Bing looked at the puzzled expressions on the other people's faces and knew that they had not understood the performance.

Then, He Bing looked at Zhang Qilin:

"Why did you do that thing before you came in?"

Zhang Qilin explained:

"I think it takes courage to enter that room. You have to cheer yourself up before you push the door open."

He Bing turned to everyone, her voice low but clear:

"See? He's not acting out fear itself, but rather the preparation for facing fear. He's acting out the character's efforts to cope with emotions, and the emotions just flow out naturally like that."

"I don't want you to solidify your performance style. On stage, you should grow freely, not be bound by tradition, and dare to innovate. But innovation is not reckless; it must be based on a deep understanding of tradition."

After He Bing finished speaking, the rehearsal hall fell silent for a moment.

Not all eyes immediately lit up with a look of sudden realization; more often, they fell into deeper thought or remained skeptical.

In the following lessons, He Bing demonstrated exceptional on-site control skills.

He is always able to keenly perceive changes in each student's state and adjust his teaching strategies accordingly.

He doesn't harshly reprimand students for making basic mistakes.

He will explain the most complex performance theories in the most down-to-earth way.

After the class, all the students had a very good impression of He Bing.

Aside from being a bit witty, Teacher He always manages to teach things that are easy to understand.

As get out of class was about to end, an intern couldn't help but ask:

"Teacher He, do you think we can become good actors like you?"

He Bing shook her head and said with a smile:

"Don't try to become me; become yourselves. Everyone has their own path to walk. All I can do is tell you what I know and what I've experienced. The rest is up to you."

After he finished speaking, he checked the time.

Then he stood up and clapped his hands:

"Alright, that's all for today. The cafeteria is open for lunch. You'll love the cafeteria at the Beijing People's Art Theatre after you try it once."

Everyone chuckled upon hearing this.

……

Zhang Qilin walked into the cafeteria, where many people were already seated, bustling about and full of the warmth of everyday life.

Many of them were familiar faces I'd seen on TV.

At this moment, they shed the glamour of the stage and the camera.

Holding slightly worn-out tea mugs and lunchboxes, they chatted in hushed tones as they slowly moved forward with the procession.

This ordinary scene evoked a sense of emotion in Zhang Qilin.

What the Beijing People's Art Theatre has left behind is its dedication to the stage and its pursuit of art.

After Zhang Qilin finished getting his food, he looked around with his tray and saw a few people next to He Bing finish eating and leave.

He walked over and politely asked:

"Teacher He, is this room taken?"

He Bing looked up and saw him, then smiled and said:

"No one's here, have a seat. How's it going? First day eating at the People's Art Theatre cafeteria, are you getting used to it?"

Zhang Qilin put down his plate and sat down opposite He Bing.

"It's more down-to-earth than I imagined," Zhang Qilin said honestly, "but very approachable."

He Bing nodded and gestured around with her chopsticks:

"Look at these people. On stage, they are stars and artists, but off stage, they are just ordinary people holding lunchboxes, queuing up and agonizing over which dish to get today. Art grows from life, it doesn't float in the sky."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth before continuing:

"If you stay here long enough, you'll realize that the soul of the Beijing People's Art Theatre is half on the stage and half in this canteen. Talking about plays, discussing characters, arguing heatedly, or eating quietly like now—all of these are sources of nourishment."

Zhang Qilin followed He Bing's gaze.

Not far away, two veteran actors were gesturing with their hands, seemingly discussing a blocking move.

At another table, a few young people were eating and whispering their lines, their expressions serious.

"Professor He," Zhang Qilin thought for a moment, "may I ask you a question?"

He Bing picked up the old tea mug next to him and took a sip of water:

"No need to be so polite, just ask me anything."

Zhang Qilin said:

"Professor He, I've read your play 'Birdman.' I thought your monologue in the third act was amazing. I've practiced it many times in private, but I still feel it's not good enough. Could you give me some guidance?"

He Bing's chopsticks froze in mid-air; she did not answer immediately.

He looked at Zhang Qilin, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He hadn't expected this young man to be so hardworking.

This made him have a better impression of Zhang Qilin.

The Beijing People's Art Theatre's tradition of mentoring and passing on skills is never just empty talk.

Every veteran artist wants to pass on their skills to the younger generation.

What they fear is never teaching, but rather that young people are unwilling to learn and are not willing to humbly seek knowledge.

If young people are not willing to learn, even if they have great skills, they will not know how to help young people learn from each other's strengths and make up for their weaknesses.

He himself is a beneficiary of the Beijing People's Art Theatre's tradition of passing on skills and knowledge.

Whether out of gratitude or a desire to carry on this tradition, he was always willing to share his knowledge with humble younger generations.

Moreover, art needs to be passed down, and the future of Beijing People's Art Theatre must ultimately be handed over to young people.

He Bing didn't answer immediately; instead, she smiled first:

"The Beijing People's Art Theatre recruits a batch of new people every year, but less than half of them can stick it out for a year. Many are attracted by the glitz and glamour of the outside world. How long can you persevere?"

After He Bing finished speaking, her gaze fell on Zhang Qilin's face, as if observing his reaction.

Zhang Qilin responded with a smile:

"Teacher He, ever since I decided to apply to Beijing People's Art Theatre, many people have told me that I wouldn't stay here for long. I don't believe it. With my love for acting, as long as Beijing People's Art Theatre wants me, I can stay until I retire."

"Of course, I'm not here because of any lofty ideals. The entertainment industry is ever-changing, and you never know when it will collapse. I consider the Beijing People's Art Theatre as a backup plan."

Zhang Qilin answered this way because the divination information told him that He Bing was an extremely pragmatic person who hated it most when others pretended to be mysterious or made grand pronouncements in front of him.

If he wanted to win He Bing's favor, he had to come up with a solid reason that she could accept.

He Bing nodded after listening.

He took a sip of water from his teacup before speaking:

"The difficulty of the monologue in Act III lies not in the number of lines, nor in the emotions, but in the rhythm and emotion of the monologue..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qilin immediately took out his notebook from his bag and began to take notes diligently.

Seeing the young man's humble and eager-to-learn demeanor, He Bing explained even more carefully, peeling back layers like an onion.

After finishing his explanation, he didn't forget to give Zhang Qilin some pointers:

"If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to contact me anytime. My phone number is..."

Zhang Qilin wrote down the number and sincerely said:

"Thank you, Teacher He."

"Don't mention it," He Bing said, taking a book out of her bag and handing it to him. "Read more classics and try writing character biographies. It will help you understand the characters and get closer to them."

Zhang Qilin took the book and glanced at the cover: "Dream of the Red Chamber".

At that moment, a message appeared before his eyes.

[Gain He Bing's trust: Luck +2, Temporary Detail Reversal Talisman +1]