Entertainment from Charlotte's Troubles

Chapter 47 I met a lot of celebrities
"Tell me, why are you looking for me?"

Huang Lei walked in front with his hands behind his back, without looking back.

"I picked up the movie, male number four, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat, so I want to talk to you." Yuan Hua bit the words male number four very hard.

Huang Lei smiled and asked cooperatively, "What movie?"

He taught at the age of 27, and the first batch of students he led were in the 24th grade. At that time, the oldest student in the class was [-] years old, and the youngest was Yuan Hua.

All of them are of the same age, not much older.

Don't look at him being strict when he was teaching, he is usually very kind, especially after graduation, these bastards can't be controlled anymore, and they like to joke with him as soon as they meet.

Straightening out his chest, Yuan Hua tried his best to speak in a calm tone: "Director Jiang Wen's Let the Bullets Fly, male second Zhou Runfa, male third Ge You, Hu Jun and Liao Xi are also here."

"I'm number four."

Not to mention the injustice, Huang Leimin took a look: "If you are here to show off, your goal has been achieved."

The bastard was not so lucky, he was a little jealous to be able to cooperate with Jiang Wen, Zhou Runfa, Ge You, these people.

Of the students in his class back then, he was most optimistic about Hai Bo, and least optimistic about Yuan Hua.

In the millennium, the remake of the TV drama Swordsman, he recommended the male classmates in his class, Li Jie won the role of Lin Ping, Hai Bo lost, and he hasn't gotten up until now.

Li Jie, who became famous at a young age, seemed to be a flash in the pan.

Among the female students, there are quite a few who are top-notch, but they are not high enough or low enough.

On the other hand, Yuan Hua, who is the most unfavorable, has made two hits in succession, New Shanghai Bund, and is now making a movie, which is still Jiang Wen's play.

I have to admit that sometimes luck is more important than strength.

"What are you showing off? There's nothing to show off." Yuan Hua waved his hands, as if it wasn't worth mentioning: "I'm here to make up a class, so I'm about to join the group, and I don't have any experience in filming, so what, you got it."

Knowing his purpose, Huang Lei didn't go to the office, but turned to the football field and sat down in a shady corner.

The weather is hot, and there are many men and women in the football field, full of laughter and laughter.

"Movies are different from TV series. One is on a big screen and the other is on a small screen. There is a big difference between the two. The simplest point is that the rhythm is different."

As soon as Huang Lei sat down, the class began, and Yuan Hua sat aside and listened carefully.

"There is no doubt that filming requires higher acting skills than TV dramas. With such a large screen in a cinema, the audience can clearly see every muscle twitch on your face. Sometimes blinking your eyelids may affect the perception."

"TV dramas are different. The audience is three or four meters away from the TV, and the screen is small, so no one will pay attention to it."

"Let's get down to business, let's talk about rhythm. A movie condenses a story into one and a half hours. In this one and a half hours, the beginning, development, climax, ending, and many characters must be explained."

"With such a short amount of time, there is no way to finish the filming, so the actor's lines must be fast... It doesn't mean that he blindly pursues fast, but there must be slowness in the fast, and a sense of layering in the performance..."

Yuan Hua nodded thoughtfully. The rhythm of the movie is indeed faster than that of the TV series. Taking the simplest lines as an example, there is no problem watching the TV series at a multiple of [-] or [-].

Movies are not good. If you are too fast, you will ignore a lot of things. If you miss a few lines, you will miss important clues.

On the lawn, Huang Lei gave a lecture for two hours, and the school bell rang again and again.

Glancing at his watch, Huang Lei said: "I still have a class, let's just leave it at that today, and digest it by myself first."

"Tomorrow I will teach you how to act step by step. You can't rush this thing, just think about it and practice more. After a long time, you will understand."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Huang."

One-to-one guidance is an opportunity that many people can't ask for.

There is an art test remedial class outside, which is also run by teachers from the acting school, and the tuition fee is tens of thousands a month.

A well-known entertainer like Huang Lei is no longer something rich can afford.

Huang Lei joked: "You came to me to make up lessons after graduation. I didn't teach well at the beginning. I don't blame you."

Grade [-] was the first batch he taught, and it was also his first time as a teacher. Due to experience issues, some areas were really not done well.

Yuan Hua was embarrassed: "I didn't listen carefully at that time."

"Humble, aren't you? I don't know if you're serious or not. Okay, let's not talk about it. I'm going to class. You can do it yourself."

He was very happy when Yuan Hua came to him for advice on acting, and even more happy to see Yuan Hua's changes.

This kid is enlightened.

Why was he not optimistic about Yuan Hua in the past, because Yuan Hua at that time was too stubborn and ignorant of the world.

Having been in the entertainment circle for so long, Huang Lei is too aware of the twists and turns in it. Talent alone won't make you popular, you have to be tactful.

"Mr. Huang, if you have time, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

Yuan Hua said suddenly.

"No, my family is still waiting for me to go back and cook."

As soon as Huang Lei left, the football field suddenly became lively. Yuan Hua went to the supermarket to buy paper and pens, found a large lecture hall with no one there, and sat in the back to write notes, slowly digesting what Huang Lei said.

Gradually, the number of people in the classroom increased, and Yuan Hua didn't care. He knew that the people who came to this kind of classroom were usually public courses. One or two hundred people from different departments and classes were mixed together. How could the teacher know who he was? .

"Kan Qingzi!"

"To!"

"Chen Jie!"

"To!"

"Jing Tian!"

"To!"

"Zheng..."

"Fuck!"

When Yuan Hua, who was thinking with his head down, heard these names, the national essence in his mouth came out unconsciously, causing people around him to turn their heads frequently and look at him with suppressed smiles.

No wonder Yuan Hua lost his composure, I met a lot of celebrities today.

First Yang Mi, Yuan Shanshan, Zhang Xiaofei, now Kan Qingzi, Jing Tian, ​​and Shuangzi with a daily income of [-] million.

God is sorry, he really just found a random classroom.

"That classmate, the one in the last row, don't look at it, it's you, answer Robert McKee's principle of creating villains."

I lost it!

Yuan Hua didn't expect to be able to eat melons on his own head, so he pushed down his baseball cap to cover most of his face, and slowly got up.

Coincidentally, Huang Lei heard that he was playing a villain when he was making up lessons, so he specially talked about the creation of villains.

"The intellectual charm and emotional force of the protagonist and his story must be matched by the opposing forces."

"Be more specific." Seeing that he said it easily, the teacher didn't intend to just let him go.

"Human nature is fundamentally conservative. We will never do unnecessary things, and we will never consume unnecessary energy...The stronger and more complex the protagonist's confrontational force, the more fully the characters and stories will be developed."

"Sit down!"

"Huh!" Yuan Hua exhaled deeply, and he would not come to the classroom next time he was beaten to death.

A few ten minutes later, the bell rang for the end of get out of class. Yuan Hua packed up his notebooks and walked out the back door. A figure caught up with him.

"Hi brother, how did you know my surname is Zhang?"

Holding the book in his arms, Zhang Xiaofei walked side by side with Yuan Hua.

After thinking for two seconds, Yuan Hua knew what she meant: "Sister, isn't your name written in your book? I read it when I left my phone number."

Pooh, you are the eldest sister, and your whole family is everyone.

"Haha, yes, then why did you help me?"

"Passing by, let's go, don't worry, I'm not interested in sneaking up on you, chasing you, or becoming your boyfriend, let's not talk about it, I have something else to do, goodbye."

Yuan Hua ran away after speaking, he was afraid that Zhang Xiaofei would have more and more questions about why.

But Zhang Xiaofei stayed where she was and blushed. She knew that there would be no pies in the sky, and she had to give something if she wanted to get something.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Hua did it easily.

Pants are off, you tell me this?

(End of this chapter)