I'm just an actor

Classmate Xiao Zhang moved out of the bathroom with a serious expression, and moved heavily to Xu Rong who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.

She didn't say a word, just stood there so firmly.

After a few seconds, Xu Rong suddenly raised his head and asked with concern: "What's the matter?"

After having dinner with Cheng Yu, he has been thinking about the logic behind Cheng Yu's "expression rather than performance".

Years of theoretical study, film and television performance and stage practice experience have laid a solid foundation for him to create harmony theory and vocal system, but that's it. He has a vague direction for the follow-up psychological action system, but he always feels that Cheng Yu's The way of performing has revealed a new direction for him, or a set of methodology that can be used for reference.

The reason why he is not sure whether it is the direction or the method is because he does not know whether Cheng Yu's performance is based on the fundamental guiding theories such as "experience" and "harmony", or the specific practical operations such as "replacement" and "inner activation". method.

It is a pity that Cheng Yu himself did not realize that there was something special about his performance, but only thought it was "God appreciates the food".

Xu Rong felt sorry for this, not for herself, but for Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu's reliance or uniqueness in performance, he believes that with his profound theoretical foundation and rich experience, he will be able to explore it one day, and then turn it into one of the many puzzles of his own performance system, but Cheng Yu finally He can only use this gift by virtue of self-feeling and experience in his life.

Cheng Yu's refusal to take on roles he doesn't understand is due to his own resistance, and the root of this resistance is precisely the lack of theory.

Theory to performance is roughly equivalent to material technology to engines. When the first steam engine came out, the Qing Dynasty, thousands of miles away, quickly worked it out. In the case of , even if you get the blueprint, it doesn't make any sense.

In Xu Rong's view, the so-called "God rewards food" actually rewards a huge shackle.

On the contrary, his talent is very poor, and he has relied on his own efforts along the way. Now, he has surpassed most of his peers.

In the future, he will also surpass his predecessors.

Of course, the premise of all this is to analyze more "Cheng Yu" extensively, and turn the innate talents of individuals into technologies that can be "mass-produced".

Withdrawing her thoughts, Xu Rong looked at the nervous classmate Zhang suspiciously, wondering what she was going to do.

Under his gaze, Xiao Zhang lifted up the hem of his pink pajamas, pointed at his slightly raised belly, with a strange light in his eyes: "Listen."

"Listen to what?"

Xu Rong's eyes were in a daze on her lower abdomen for a moment, and he immediately understood what she wanted to express. He sat on the sofa in a daze, and it took him a while to come back to his senses.

Are you going to be a father? !

He and Xiao Zhang looked at each other for a few seconds, then quickly stood up, carefully supported her arm, let her sit on the sofa, and said softly: "You wait first, I will pack things, let's go now Go home immediately."

Xiao Zhang watched Xu Rong walk quickly to the door of the room, and then called out very abruptly: "Teacher Xu?"

She hadn't expected his reaction to be so violent.

At this time, Xu Rong had realized something was wrong.

He turned his head slowly, looked suspiciously at the nervous classmate Xiao Zhang, and asked, "You, didn't you come here just a few days ago?"

Classmate Xiao Zhang nodded first, then pointed to his lower abdomen, and said, "But I'm really pregnant?!"

"Have you tested it?"

"No."

Classmate Xiao Zhang lifted up his pajamas, pointed at his slightly swollen lower abdomen, and said with great certainty: "Look, I'm pregnant."

Xu Rong's excited mood faded away like a tide, and he went to classmate Xiao Zhang and squatted down, staring at her slightly protruding belly for a few seconds, slowly raised his head and asked: "Is it possible that you are fat?" gone?"

"I didn't!" Xiao Zhang said loudly, "You're talking nonsense!"

Xu Rong calmed down, stretched out his hand to pinch her lower abdomen, which became more and more protruding because of sitting, and said with a smile: "Your weight will take at least three months."

"Oh, Mr. Xu, you are so annoying!" Xiao Zhang was pulled back to reality, a little bit annoyed, and he copied the script next to him and was about to leave.

"Why are you going?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Xu Rong walked to the window and looked quietly at the parking lot downstairs. Sure enough, after about 10 minutes, Xiao Zhang and Song Yi drove GL8 and left the hotel in a hurry.

In this choice between great joy and great sorrow, it is impossible for Xiao Zhang to turn back without bumping into the south wall, even if he knows that there is little hope.

And Xu Rong can be sure that there is a high probability that Xiao Zhang will not come here again today. After the pregnancy test results come out, she needs a certain amount of time to accept the fact that she is indeed fat, and she is still fat in a place where she should not be fat. And cruel reality.

In order to ensure the state, the two slept in separate rooms during the crew.

He drew the curtains, and he was still busy tomorrow.

At this time, in another room, Chen Mengmeng, who was holding half a watermelon and chewing on it, stopped the iron spoon in her hand, and asked into the phone: "Then, does Teacher Xu know about this?"

After a few seconds, she nodded slightly and said, "Okay, no problem."

Just as she was about to hang up, the instruction on the phone made her frown slightly. Although she was puzzled, she still responded habitually: "Okay, Manager Zhang."

After hanging up the phone, she scooped up a spoonful of watermelon and put it into her mouth. Although it was early summer, the watermelon just taken out of the refrigerator was sweet but not greasy, and it was cold in the mouth.

After taking a bite of watermelon, she remembered Zhang Yang's exhortation on the phone earlier, and gradually realized something was wrong.

Things seem to be different than usual.

Zhang Yang called and asked her to take 30 from the crew's account to get a variety show for Xu Xing.

This is understandable, the company is involved in many public relations projects, and many expenses cannot be included in normal subjects.

But Zhang Yang's last sentence made her keenly aware of the strangeness of the matter. Zhang Yang first told her "Teacher Xu knows about it", and then told her "Don't tell Teacher Xu about this matter."

Since Mr. Xu already knew, why "don't tell Mr. Xu specifically"?
Chen Mengmeng was caught in a tangle, she didn't know what to do, compared to Zhang Yang who used to be Teacher Xu's housekeeper, she was just a part-time worker.

If Mr. Xu knew about this, and he said it himself, what would Mr. Xu think of himself and make a small report?

But if Mr. Xu didn't know about it, Zhang Yang's behavior would be extremely serious.

Early the next morning, as soon as Xu Rong walked into the studio gate, he saw a few people and cats talking and laughing in the corner from a distance. He turned his head, looked at Wang Yaqin on the side, and asked, "Is there an announcement from them today?"

As he spoke, he raised his chin at Chen Baoguo, Cheng Yu, Ni Dahong, Wang Qingxiang, Wang Jinsong and others in the corner.

Wang Yaqin shook her head and said, "No, today's rehearsal is for you, Mr. Cheng and Mr. Dong."

When Chen Baoguo and others saw Xu Rong looking at them, they thought they wanted to say hello to them, so they raised their hands, but they didn't expect Xu Rong to walk straight to the make-up room as if they hadn't noticed them.

Chen Baoguo didn't have much contact with Xu Rong, he stared blankly at this scene, and asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Wang Qingxiang, who was familiar with Xu Rong, laughed and said, "Maybe I didn't see it."

Ni Dahong glanced at Cheng Yu, then at Dong Yong, who had a Chinese character face and big eyes, who had been silent all this time, and said bitterly: "Old Cheng, Old Dong, you guys have to show some real skills later, you can use a knife to pull your ass, Open his eyes."

Cheng Yu and Dong Yong didn't dare to answer, Wang Qingxiang immediately added: "Don't look at him taking a lot of things like seeing the emperor, he, just do it in theory, and he will be cowardly when it comes to real swords and guns."

Wang Jinsong didn't understand what was going on at first, not to mention Dong Yong, it was still unknown who would pull whose buttocks Cheng Yu went up, but he saw the expressions of Ni Dahong and Wang Qingxiang, and vaguely understood what was going on.

Xu Rong is the most popular actor in recent years, but neither Cheng Yu nor Dong Yong has worked with him, and Cheng Yu lives in Harbin, while Dong Yong lives in Hangzhou. The important thing is that for Cheng Yu, a drama actor, and Dong Yong, a Peking opera actor, Xu Rong has never won the Plum Blossom Award.

Seeing that the two were smiling but not speaking, Wang Jinsong moved closer and asked two questions that made the two shaken: "He, to put it bluntly, was lucky. He won the award with "Latent". Whoever won? Take a step back and say, besides "Latent", has he won any other works that have won awards?"

While the two were thinking about it, Chen Baoguo said earnestly, "After all, he is only 26 years old, No. 1 in the younger generation, under the prestigious name, it is actually hard to live up to."

Cheng Yu and Dong Yong looked at each other, and they both saw the doubt in each other's eyes. What Wang Jinsong and Chen Baoguo said made sense, but the shadow of a famous tree, Xu Rong, was really as unbearable as they said?

"If you don't believe me, ask Zu Feng, they are familiar."

Zu Feng, who had been silent all this time, did not expect that Chen Baohui would throw the question to himself. Knowing that he had to cooperate, he smiled without embarrassment and said a meaningful sentence: "If you want to say No. 1, I will I think it's exaggerated, the younger generation is not only good at Xu Yuan's plays, but also Mr. Huang Xiaoming's plays."

"But Xu Yuan is a nice person, and everyone is willing to cooperate with him. Isn't that what happens in our business?"

Dong Yong listened to Zu Feng's incoherent words, and understood what was going on. Xu Rong's performance was good because everyone was willing to act for him, just like when Han Sanping cameo, everyone was willing to act for him. However, after he learned the "truth", he felt a little bit embarrassed. It was just a thousand words, which could only be turned into a helpless sigh in the end.

"Hey, let me just say, I'm only in my early twenties, Maodu"

Cheng Yu realized that he had said the wrong thing from the weird expressions of several people, so he quickly changed his tone and said, "Just wait and see, let you see what ability is, and I will prepare for it. Others can set up a stage to sing for the leader." , we must make it more beautiful, so that the leader can sing more comfortably."

As for the farts of Wang Jinsong and Chen Baoguo, he didn't believe a single consonant, otherwise why would he set up the "Xu Squad"?

As for "speaking wild words", isn't there an honest man who was limped by fools beside him.

He smiled, pointed to the set, and said, "I'll go get ready."

Seeing Xu Rong trimming his own eyebrows from a distance, he hesitated for a moment, then turned to Xu Rong, came to him, and asked, "Where is your makeup artist?"

Xu Rong didn't look at him directly, and said: "My makeup is relatively simple, so don't bother the teacher."

"Strange."

"Peking opera actors usually do their own makeup." Out of the corner of Xu Rong's eye, he caught a glimpse of Chen Mengmeng who was hesitant to speak at Cheng Yu's side, and stopped her, "Most of the first generation seniors in our academy are opera singers." As an actor, this tradition has been preserved."

As he spoke, he glanced at Cheng Yu again: "Are you done?"

Cheng Yu shook his head and said, "No, I usually don't wear makeup."

Xu Rong turned his head slightly, looked at him curiously, and said, "Why?"

"Habit."

Through yesterday's chat, Cheng Yu had a preliminary grasp of Xu Rong's character. Xu Rong is a very loyal listener. He spends most of his time listening at the wine table. Does not start with a sentence like "how am I", but once a topic is discussed, it is always able to point out the main points or its internal logic concisely.

Therefore, he knew that Xu Rong's question "Why?" was definitely not aimed at the superficial answer of "habit", but a deep-seated reason. He thought for a few seconds and said, "I think the audience may misunderstand the character." , only without makeup can I try my best to restore the character itself.”

Xu Rong nodded thoughtfully. There should be an internal connection between Cheng Yu's no-makeup habit and his so-called "expression" philosophy.

Chen Mengmeng said at this moment, "Mr. Xu, do you have time? I have something to report to you."

Hearing this, Cheng Yu pointed to the distance and said, "Then I'll go there first."

When Cheng Yu walked away, Xu Rongcai asked, "What's wrong?"

"Manager Zhang Yang told me to withdraw 30 yuan from the crew's account, saying that it was for Mr. Xu Xing to get a variety show." Seeing Xu Rong's almost unchanged expression, she paused, "She said that she told me about this matter. You said it, do you still have an impression?"

Xu Rong looked at Chen Mengmeng and pondered for two seconds, then nodded suddenly, and said with a smile: "Oh, I know about this matter, I know."

Chen Mengmeng expected that Xu Rong would be angry and angry, but Zhang Yang's exhortation not only made her suspicious, but also made her finally certain that Xu Rong didn't know about it in advance.

But Xu Rong's reaction just now didn't look like a fake, what's going on?

Looking at Chen Mengmeng's back, the smile on Xu Rong's face gradually faded. He didn't know what Zhang Yang wanted to do with the 30 yuan.

But Zhang Yang was the financial manager he sent to monitor Jin Fangfang. At this time, he had no choice but to "know".

Wang Yongquan saw Xu Rong and Cai Cai said a few words with a pensive look on his face, walked up to him and asked softly: "Mr. Xu, let's start?"

Seeing Wang Yongquan's slender and dark face, Xu Rong immediately put Zhang Yang's matter aside temporarily, nodded and said, "Okay."

He picked up the military cap next to him and put it on his head, stared carefully at the mirror for two seconds, and stood up with his hands on the table. (end of this chapter)