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Chapter 149 Imitation
Fang Jing rubbed his nose, feeling a little embarrassed. He originally thought that this big guy had fallen, and he should live in an ordinary community, so he could just come to the door. Who would have thought that a dead camel is bigger than a horse, and he still lives in a mansion.

That's right, Chen Haibo has been filming for so many years, and his salary as a first-line actor is definitely not low. Even if he loses a lot of money for committing crimes, he is still considered to be in the middle class among ordinary people.

"Mr. Chen, didn't I want to come here in person to appear more sincere? Unexpectedly, I will have to trouble you to make a trip in the end."

"You!" Chen Haibo shook his head with a smile. "A few days ago, some paparazzi climbed over the wall and squatted in the grass, and were caught and beaten up by the security guards. Fortunately, you called me, otherwise we would have to go to the police station to collect them."

"These security guards are all just discharged from the army, and they are not familiar with celebrities. You should call next time."

Fang Jing said yes, looking at Chen Haibo with a little surprise, he never thought that paparazzi would still be squatting on him after being dead for so long.

As if he knew what Fang Jing was thinking, Chen Haibo smiled wryly, "I'm not the one who is squatting on me, and there are quite a few other stars in the community, don't worry, my door is very deserted, I guarantee I won't be able to photograph you."

"What's this called? Since I dare to come, I'm afraid they will shoot it? And I believe you were wronged. Sister Ning told me."

Chen Haibo was slightly moved. The people around him didn't understand him at all during this period of time, even his father-in-law didn't want to see him. Fortunately, his wife never left him.

When they came to the door of Chen Haibo's house, it was indeed very deserted. The two pressed the elevator and went to the sixth floor.Chen Haibo took out the key to open the door, and before Fang Jing entered, he heard laughter.

"Why did Brother Chen bring back a kid? Hey! It's Fang Jing! It turns out that he was the one you went down to pick up just now."

"Aunt Gao!" Chen Haibo laughed.

The person in front of her has long hair, unlike celebrities with oval faces. Her face is a bit fat, but overall it has a classic charm. It may be because of good maintenance, she looks only 27 or [-].

"Hello, Sister Yuanyuan! Hello, Sister Shanshan!"

Gao Yuanyuan, Chen Haibo's friend, how dare Fang Jing call her auntie, she is only in her 30s, so calling her like this is to offend others.

She was sitting next to a woman with a big belly. Chen Haibo's wife, Qu Shanshan, was also an actress.

Gao Yuanyuan smiled and said, "Brother Chen, is this the student you were talking about?"

"Yes, accident?" Chen Haibo looked for slippers to change for Fang Jing, without raising his head. "Big is a bit older, but Yang Ning said he is lucky, talented and willing to endure hardships. I am going abroad, and I almost have money, and the person who gave the money just happened to come."

His wife is pregnant, and Chen Haibo plans to go abroad with his family to avoid the limelight and come back after giving birth.

"This is more than just big. He is already a big star now, and his popularity is so high that I can't even compare to him."

Putting on the slippers, Fang Jing felt guilty. He only sang a few songs. He couldn't compare to a first-line actress like Gao Yuanyuan. far."

"I'll call you Xiaojing, come and eat an apple." Qu Shanshan said with a smile, "Xiao Yang called me yesterday, let us not treat you badly."

"Thank you!"

Sitting on the sofa, Chen Haibo said to Gao Yuanyuan: "You don't know what Yang Ning praised him on the phone? I must teach him well."

"Really?" Gao Yuanyuan rested her chin on her hand, looking at Fang Jing with great interest, "I've only heard him sing, but I've never seen him act. He sings while You act. It seems that Huanrui is planning to praise him to death. ah."

In Xiangjiang in the 90s, actors and singers were not separated, and it was common for them to visit each other. A large number of singers had acted in many film and television dramas, and popular actors often released albums. The market was like this at that time.

Later, the mainland also learned this model, but tried countless people, and finally half of them succeeded, that is Chen Haibo's teacher Huang Lei, who was at the peak of his debut, with a melancholic temperament, and Xu Zhimo without makeup became popular all over the country, and he became a famous literary youth.

Later, the album was released and sold well, and the singing voice was also good. It became a household name in the whole country, but I didn’t know why I stopped singing.

Fang Jing waved his hands again and again, how could he afford this kind of praise, learning acting is just his own request, and it has half a dime relationship with the company?There are only a few successful people in the film and television and music circles who have flourished in Xiangjiang. If you can't learn it, just make money honestly.

"You misunderstood me. I just learned it because I want to film in the future, and I'm afraid of being scolded by the audience. It's not arranged by the company."

"It's rare, the young man is very self-motivated." Gao Yuanyuan boasted.

A few people just sat and chatted like this, Chen Haibo was in charge of cooking, and Fang Jing ate lunch here, facing the two women's questions, he almost couldn't stand it.

In the afternoon, when I came to the zoo with Chen Haibo, Fang Jing looked at the chirping monkey in the cage with a dazed expression, asking me to relax?
"Do you know what the basic skills of an actor are?"

"I know, the shape of the sound table." Fang Jing said quickly, he had read these in the book.

"No!" Chen Haibo shook his head, "It's about releasing your nature. What is acting? It's about discarding yourself and learning from another person. If you want to refill a glass full of water, you have to pour it out."

"If you perform with your own life experience and emotions, then you are the one who will perform. This is what the audience said to be one person."

"Some actors you can't remember his real name, but only remember the role he played? And some actors only remember his real name, but can't remember his role?"

"This is the difference between a professional and an amateur. If one day you act in a play and people say that this is not Fang Jing, then you will fail."

Fang Jing was thoughtful, after digesting for a while, he said: "Then how can we release our nature?"

Chen Haibo pointed to the monkey not far away, "If you can play a monkey in public, that means you let it go, dare you?"

Seeing so many people around, Fang Jing was a little awkward and shy, "If this set is okay, so many people won't think I'm crazy, right?"

"You're right. Actors are lunatics. They play all kinds of beings for others to laugh at. Who is a normal person who repeats words like a fool every day in front of the camera?"

"You first observe this monkey for 5 minutes, and after 5 minutes you tell its shape and movements."

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"Fidgeting, scratching ears and cheeks, squinting eyes, wagging tail, eyes full of curiosity, eyes widen when grinning angrily, will explode hair, open five claws, and make an attacking posture."

"That's right, I observed very carefully. Animals have emotions, and so do people. Emotions will subconsciously drive the body. If you have dead fish eyes when acting in the future, don't say you learned from me."

"When you get the script, the first step is to dissect the character, understand the life of the character, from the appearance and clothing to the character, don't play a beggar and have your eyebrows and lips clean. This is the second lesson of an actor, imitation!"

Chen Haibo took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Fang Jing, "Imagine this is a snake."

"Snapped!"

The key was thrown a few meters away, and Fang Jing waved his hands with a disgusted look on his face.

Seeing his exaggerated acting skills, Chen Haibo twitched his mouth, picked up the key and said, "Tell me, what is the role you play, man, woman, old or young? Children from rich families? Butcher farmers? What kind of snake is this in your imagination just now? Which scene are you in? The wilderness or the home?"

Before Fang Jing could speak, he continued: "Neither of them, you are playing yourself. You have never been afraid of snakes since you were a child in the countryside, and you haven't imagined the scene, so the acting doesn't look like it."

(End of this chapter)