Superior Skills [Entertainment Circle]

——Director Xu, have you watched the latest issue of "Time for a Play"?

Xu Yanchuan smoked a cigarette and looked at the WeChat that popped up on his phone. He raised his eyes and landed on the TV. Layers of smoke covered his half-squinted eyes, making it difficult to see his expression.

He picked up his phone, which was vibrating slightly, and another WeChat message came in.

——Director Xu, you said I did a good job at the audition at the seminar that day, but it was just a polite way of saying it?

Xu Yanchuan put out the cigarette, sighed slightly and lay down on the sofa, thinking, this is troublesome.

Wen Tinglan asked him to be the director of "Old Dreams of Time". He has no right to comment on which actor to use. Of course, most of the actors selected by the teacher himself are good, but Liang Ye who plays the role of Jiang Nanzhou A little unsure.

He can see Liang Ye's progress, but no matter how fast he progresses, it is impossible to catch up with actors with serious acting backgrounds in such a short period of time. Ye Ye's comments were not harsh.

Anyway, the two heroines in this play are really good actors, and the role of this play is mainly concentrated on the heroine. As long as the heroine can play well, it doesn't matter if the other characters have flaws, after all, they are green leaves most of the time.

In this regard, Liang Ye is quite good, he can perform well, has no merits and faults, and occasionally has a bright spot, he will "take care of" with peace of mind, encourage him if he can, and never say too much harsh words.

Xu Yanchuan didn't reply to WeChat. He replayed the clip of Wen Tinglan Xiaozhao's impromptu performance. He originally wanted to see Teacher Wen's performance, but he didn't expect to see something amazing.

He read it carefully, sighed heavily again, and finally picked up his mobile phone and called Liang Ye directly.

"There will be a seminar tomorrow, and I'll tell you about the play after it's over."

After the seminar ended the next day, Liang Ye stayed. He found that Xu Yanchuan was talking to the screenwriter, so he sat on the side and sent Xiao Zhaolin a WeChat message.

[Liang Ye's Night]—Mr. Xiao, I praised you for so long after watching the show last night, didn't I agree to send me a private photo to comfort my number one fanboy?

Xiao Zhaolin quickly responded with a WeChat message, which was a selfie of him sitting in front of the TV with a smile, followed by a sentence after the photo was sent:

【Xiao】——The photo is for you, the number one fanboy, right? I’ll make it up for you when I come back with my signature

Looking at the selfie, Liang Ye couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. When he looked up and found Xu Yanchuan looking at him, he didn't have time to put away his smile.

Xu Yanchuan was a little surprised: "I thought you were in a low mood right now, but I didn't expect you to look quite happy?"

Liang Ye was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "Zhaolin's acting is so good, I'm happy for him, I feel that I can't act well, and I feel a little depressed, the two don't conflict, right?"

Xu Yanchuan wondered, "You know him very well? Recently, he's been on shows quite often, but he hasn't worked with him before."

"Very familiar." Liang Ye said with a smile, but he didn't plan to talk deeply.

Seeing his smile, Xu Yanchuan was silent for a while before saying, "The Jiang Nanzhou he played in the show last night was really interesting."

Liang Yeban narrowed his eyes, "Director Xu, they are all playing Jiang Nanzhou, do you think there is a big gap between me and him?"

Xu Yanchuan didn't answer this question directly, but instead asked, "Ask me why? Don't you have an answer in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have sent me WeChat last night."

Liang Ye naturally had the answer.

In the past, he always knew that Xiao Zhaolin's performance was good. Compared with his performance at that time, he was very poor. However, even if the objective gap was huge at that time, he had never been so clearly aware of the relationship between himself and Xiao Zhaolin as at this moment. The difference in exposure.

In the past, if you were ignorant, you were fearless, but now it is only after you know that you can deeply understand where you are wrong.

"In the past, when I watched his plays, I just felt that he acted very well. I never thought of comparing myself with him. Now that I play the same role, I can't help but compare. After the comparison..." Liang Ye supported Rubbing his temples, he felt that the words came out of his mouth but he couldn't explain why. He had a thousand thoughts in his mind, but he couldn't analyze them in detail.

There was a beep in the room, and the TV screen lit up. Xu Yanchuan pressed the button, and the human voice slowly sounded. Liang Yexun raised his head. When he saw the person on the screen, his sight seemed to be glued .

It was Jiang Nanzhou.

It was also Xiao Zhaolin.

He saw a beam of cold light fall on Xiao Zhaolin's body, and that gloomy face became more and more alienated.

"Of course you can like me, but what does it matter to me?" The latter spoke without any ups and downs, sideways avoiding Wen Tinglan's extended hand.

Wen Tinglan was irritated, and a flush of anger appeared on her face for a moment, but she quickly suppressed the bursting flames, and tried to tear off the other party's mask forcefully: "You lie, if you don't care What, why did you come here today!"

Xiao Zhaolin frowned with some annoyance, and said hurtful words: "But for a while, the wild dogs on the side of the road will always come to you and beg for mercy, and you can't drive them away. I'm bored and I'll give you an ultimatum .”

Wen Tinglan looked at him in astonishment for a long while, extremely embarrassed, the expression on her face changed several times, just when Liang Ye thought she couldn't help it, she suddenly smiled lightly like self-deprecating: "Did you know?" ?”

Xiao Zhaolin's brows twitched, and he didn't speak. He seemed to want to stop entanglement with the other party, and turned to leave, but Wen Tinglan grabbed his arm firmly.

"You know I don't belong here." This time the voice was firm.

Xiao Zhaolin clasped the opponent's fingers and tried to break them apart, without any intention of sympathizing with each other: "What nonsense are you talking about?" When he successfully waved his hands away, he turned around mercilessly again.

Wen Tinglan suddenly raised her voice and said sharply: "Coward!"

Xiao Zhaolin paused, but didn't look back.

Wen Tinglan: "Don't dare to admit anything! I won't go back, and I'm not afraid of dying in this era! Why don't you dare look at me!"

Her complaint was sad, but she only got a sneer from the other party.The figure disappeared into the darkness without looking back, leaving her standing alone.

The old actor staggered suddenly as if he couldn't bear it, and then stubbornly stabilized his figure. She took a breath silently, gritted her teeth and held back the tears from the corners of her eyes, so people saw She turned her head step by step, her back was straight and proud, but it made people feel sad.

There was a heavy thunder in the sky, rumbling.

Just as she was walking forward with her eyes downcast aimlessly, an accident happened in vain.

A strange figure appeared not far behind her. The figure looked like an ordinary peddler, but a gun was exposed from the raised sleeve, and the muzzle of the gun was pointing directly at the unconscious Wen Tinglan.

Thunder came accompanied by a gunshot, and Wen Tinglan came back to her senses from the sudden sound. She turned her head in a daze, but found that there was no one behind her.

She suddenly felt a palpitation, but she couldn't explain why, and staggered away in a trance.

As soon as she disappeared, a figure rolled out from an inconspicuous corner. Xiao Zhaolin's chest was bloody, but he didn't seem to care at all. In the person's body, the person struggled for a long time and gradually became silent, with blood spreading from the bottom, it was the man who just shot.

Xiao Zhaolin kept panting, dropped his dagger and fell on his side, his body slowly twitched uncontrollably, then he seemed to be hallucinating, looking at the empty sky with distracted eyes and whispered: "You cry!" What?"

He smiled indifferently, still speaking coldly, as if he was speaking to someone. The imminent death made him think that the person was still in front of him. Waving his hands, as if trying to drive something away, the scene is extremely absurd and very heart-wrenching.

Liang Ye watched his gloomy eyes slowly lose their light, and the half-closed eyelids could not be completely closed. When he looked carefully, there seemed to be tears in the gaps, and there seemed to be a trace of affection that could not be hidden after all. When it falls, everything becomes unrecognizable.

applause.

Liang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, looked again, and saw Xiao Zhaolin who was no longer Jiang Nanzhou in the applause, and also saw Teacher Wen smiling at him.

The two of them are like a pair of old friends who have completed the performance in tacit understanding, and they look happy at each other.

But in just half a day, Teacher Wen even gave such an evaluation when the host handed over the microphone: "It's so rare, I didn't expect that there are such actors in the younger generation."

Xu Yanchuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "Do you want to watch it again?"

Liang Ye closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.

"No need," he said.

Xu Yanchuan shook his head and let out a cry.

Liang Ye took the remote control from him, turned off the TV, and waited until the meeting room became quiet again, before he said: "It's useless to look at the gap, it's only meaningful to catch up."

Xu Yanchuan was stunned, a little shocked by the "chasing" in the words, he calmed down after a while, threw the script left by the screenwriter to Liang Ye, and said: "In this case, let's talk about the play Bar."

Since then, Xu Yanchuan has completely put away his seemingly gentle temper in front of Liang Ye, revealing an extremely rough and harsh side, and "Old Time Dream" has finally set a shooting schedule, which will be officially released in three weeks. boot.

Before the filming started, several details of the script were intensively repaired. Every discussion meeting, Xu Yanchuan would suddenly call on Liang Ye to chat about his experience, and even pick on Liang Ye's faults during the audition.Everyone thought it was a conflict between the two, but Liang Ye knew that what Director Xu had said to him was on point.

For example, he has an impression of the old version of Jiang Nanzhou in his mind, and he also has an impression of Xiao Zhao's acting, sometimes his mind is confused, and no matter how he tries to act during the audition, there will be shadows of those two.

At this time, Xu Yanchuan would spray him and say: "You want to be a replica, right? What's the use of acting like them, no matter how you act like a replica!"

Liang Ye: "..."

Xu Yanchuan said many times that he wanted to play his own Jiang Nanzhou. Liang Ye was a little discouraged after being told how many times he acted like Xiao Zhaolin: "Probably because I think he plays well. It feels right, and subconsciously thinks that Jiang Nanzhou looks like that, so I acted like this subconsciously. I acted what I thought was right. Could it be that I can’t act like this because other people also acted like this?”

"It's like painting. If one artist uses red to paint, can't the other artist use red again?"

Xu Yanchuan snorted, and came prepared for his question, and then said: "Is the point about the color? The point is about what you paint with red. I use red to paint the sun and I use red to paint hell. Can it be the same?! Even the sun is not always red!"

"It's the same with acting. What we want to express is actually our feelings. When we are happy, some people will laugh, some will cry, some will cry and laugh at the same time. Everyone will choose different ways of expression because of their different personalities. If you always endure I can't stop imitating other people's expressions, what kind of catch-up gap is this? I might as well just find someone else to act."

The words are not rough, Liang Ye knows that his goal is not to imitate or copy Xiao Zhaolin's performance, what he wants is his real progress, and every step on the way to catch up with that person should be completely his own footprints.

Liang Ye asked, "Then what should I do?"

Xu Yanchuan raised his eyebrows and replied: "You shouldn't ask me, you should ask yourself, you are Jiang Nanzhou, if you don't know what 'yourself' should do, I don't know what you should do."

"I 'myself'..." Liang Ye repeated what he said to Ang, his expression gradually struggled out of confusion, and some light finally appeared in his eyes.