Superstar Rebirth: The Actor is a Million

Zhu Min was too old to teach around the clock, so he only had one class in the morning and one in the afternoon.

A class lasts about two hours, with a quarter-hour break in between.

Wen Yang and others arrived at the room that was arranged as a classroom by the program team. There were five long tables inside, and a small table that was temporarily built in front.

Because they lined up according to height, Wen Yang and Song Nian were at the same table.

"The most important thing in acting is to be in the play. Only when you are in the play can your expressions and movements be natural and smooth."

Zhu Min talked about the knowledge taught by the teacher in the first class when he first came to the college.

"Eyes are the windows to the human soul. They can see many things and express many emotions, either joy or sorrow."

The first class was mainly narration, and Zhu Min was like a persuasive teacher, when he talked about the story of how he played tricks when he was young.

The lively and interesting narration allows young teenagers to get involved in it well without feeling boring.

This made Wen Yang can't help but recall the days when he used to play tricks. He likes acting because he can comprehend all kinds of life in the play.

In order to grasp his acting skills, he used to stare at the mirror to exercise his eyes, carefully grasp the emotions shown in his eyes, and shape himself into various characters.

Every time he shoots a movie, he will thoroughly understand the role he wants to play, and even a small action inadvertently has emotional investment.

What he looks like, this is the evaluation given to him by famous Hollywood directors.

When it was learned that he had to quit the industry due to illness, it seemed like a major earthquake had occurred in Hollywood. Not only the fans, but also many directors expressed regret and sadness for this.

Song Nian secretly looked at him, saw his eyes full of nostalgia, poked his arm: "You are not thinking about that wild man, are you?"

He tilted his head close to Wen Yangyang, speaking in a breathy voice, the voice was very small.

Wen Yang met his gaze, but didn't react for a while: "What wild man?"

"Fu Chao, isn't it because of him that you were unhappy with me in the first place?" Song Nian's smile was full of viciousness that didn't match his sick and weak image.

The original owner really liked Fu Chao, Wen Yang couldn't deny this, so he didn't answer Song Nian's question directly.

But he always felt that Fu Chao was a dangerous man.

But he didn't know that the man he had listed as a dangerous restricted area was watching his live broadcast at this very moment.

Seeing Wen Yang being called to the front of the stage by Zhu Min, Fu Chao stopped the pen in his hand and stared thoughtfully at the handsome person on the screen.

He was very curious about what made the once arrogant and domineering young man into such a mature and stable appearance.

Today's Fu Chao is like a person who is immersed in learning, and suddenly sees a topic that he can't wait to study.

But he never thought that it was the first time for him, who had always been ruthless and indifferent, to focus on one person.

He was still a man who had made him extremely disgusted.

Zhu Min plans to act in a sitcom, and let everyone study the details of the performance.

The photo of Wen Yang's last assessment impressed her deeply, so she called Wen Yang to be her partner without even thinking about it.

"Teacher, what do you need me to do?" Wen Yang walked up to her and asked softly.

Zhu Min pointed to the question posed on the multimedia whiteboard—"You are a lady from a great family, and you just learned that your husband died in battle, how would you behave?"

"Let's demonstrate this scenario. You need to act as the brother of the husband who sent the last letter." She took a piece of paper from the staff and handed it to Wen Yang.

Wen Yang walked to the door according to her intention, and the others looked up to the stage like giraffes.

This scene seems to have returned to the school days, the youths in their prime are listening to the teacher's lecture seriously.

Scene interpretation can intuitively see a person's acting skills, and Zhu Min also wants to use this to tell everyone what it means to be able to control emotions freely.

She sat on the stool on the stage, stood up again, and looked in a certain direction expectantly. She pinched a lock of long hair hanging on her chest, and when she lowered her eyes, her body was full of worry.

Pacing anxiously, she frowned, and suddenly stroked her chest, as if she had a bad premonition.

Everyone was immediately brought into the play by the emotions she conveyed, as if the one standing on the stage was really a young lady in the boudoir.

Wen Yang's eyes light up slightly, is this the strength of a national first-class actor?

He suddenly had a strong desire to really play a play with Zhu Min, an old artist!

When it was his turn to appear, he held the letter paper and walked out with heavy steps.

If you look closely, you can see the grief and sadness on his face.

It's a pity that everyone's eyes were focused on Zhu Min, so they didn't notice his expression.

"Sister-in-law, this is the letter that elder brother asked me to bring to you." Wen Yang held the white paper in both hands, his hands trembling slightly, and said in a heavy voice, "Eldest brother, he sacrificed himself!"

He lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhu Min, as if he had no face to face his sister-in-law.

Zhu Min looked up at him, with tears in her eyes, but they didn't fall for a long time. She wanted to speak, but her lips trembled as if she was frightened, and she couldn't make a sound.

"Sanlang!" She staggered on her feet, almost fainted with her forehead, and forced herself to be strong, she grabbed the letter and read it carefully.

When she saw the content of the letter, she couldn't help shaking her head, tears fell like rain, and she knelt on the ground, crying loudly: "Sanlang! Why did you abandon me so cruelly!"

"Mrs. Sister-in-law!" Wen Yang wanted to help her, but he was concerned about the ancient dogma that men and women should not be intimate, so he stretched out his hand vainly.

He sighed heavily: "Sister-in-law's condolences."

In the most sad place, no amount of words can be said.

Zhu Min pressed the letter to her heart, stood up, wiped away her tears, and walked into the room in a small, distraught way, with a mournful voice: "I regret asking my husband to look for a Marquis! I regret calling my husband to look for a Marquis!"

[Worthy of being a national first-class actor, this acting skill is really amazing. 】

[Nowadays, many celebrities are incomparable to the previous actors, and the performances on the screen are embarrassing. 】

[Ms. Zhu's performance was amazing, I was actually infected by her emotions, tears fell by myself. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room gave a high evaluation, and the teenagers on the scene applauded like thunder.

When Zhu Min returned to the stage, she cheerfully held Wen Yang's hand and patted it: "The performance just now was very good."

She looked at Wen Yang with the surprise of finding a good seedling in her eyes. During the scene just now, she keenly discovered that Wen Yang was not led by her blindly, but showed her understanding of the characters.

"Thank you for the compliment, Teacher." Wen Yang was also very happy. The scene with Zhu Min just now made him seem to have returned to the performing arts stage.

But he didn't show himself too much, so he deliberately suppressed some of his emotions and minimized his sense of existence, so as to highlight Zhu Min even more.