I really can't act

Chapter 108 Untitled
The director's life is simple, boring, and peaceful, but his status is detached.

The performance department is a small auditorium for rehearsals, and the innermost part of the small auditorium is a stage that is raised by a meter, and everyone walks up and down on it to perform. Fang Yi is in the front row of the seat below, with arms folded. , watch quietly.

Occasionally, give pointers.

Or use the prepared camera to record their wonderful performances temporarily.

Song Yi is the "recorder" in the class, and that's what she does.When she's off the set, she'll take over the camera, do her job, and record what she likes.

The most recent rehearsal is "Thunderstorm".

Although a certain author has written this play before, and writing it again, there is suspicion of water, but since all major performance schools and grades are performing year after year, there is no way to make up and write other things.

The theme of "Thunderstorm" is probably that the capitalists will not die well, and they will not die well; the more attractive story is the female lead "Fan Yi".

At that time, ladies in the upper class had a strange phenomenon of smoking opium, thinking it was fashionable and flirtatious. Even Chang Kaishen's wife was no exception, she would smoke a few cigarettes every day.

The adjectives in the original text are "slender figure", "pale face", "repressed woman".

So, the skinny Song Yi consciously fits the image, and competes with other female students in the class for the role. Because her acting skills are not very good and her looks are not top-notch, she was once eliminated.

When it was time to wear a costume—an exquisitely made close-fitting cheongsam, Song Yi came out, and everyone felt that she should be allowed to act.

The cheongsam version of Song Yi's appearance is much higher.

Fang Yi was watching the performance on the stage in the camera, and couldn't help but hold the camera, and the camera took more shots of Song Yi.

Song Yi pretended to be sick on stage, coughing.

Talking to her, "Ma'am, you seem to have a fever on your face, you'd better go upstairs and rest..."

"No, it's too hot upstairs."

Continuing to the play, "The master said that the wife is seriously ill, and I asked you to lie down upstairs."

Song Yi said, "I don't want to lie on the bed..."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly forgot her words and choked up, and the others couldn't continue acting, so Fang Yi could only shout "Ka."

"Song Yi, come down, I need to find you."

Song Yi got down obediently, because the stage was quite high from the ground, she circled half a circle.

Fang Yi asked her to watch the previous performance, "What do you think of the performance?"

"not good."

Fang Yi nodded, "Why can't you remember the lines? Remember the lines, this is the minimum."

"I'm a little nervous."

Fang Yi asked, "Why are you nervous? I heard that you have been rehearsing for a while, and it's not the first rehearsal. As an actor, why are you still nervous?"

Song Yi said, "It's not just me, they are all nervous. In the past, the directors were students from their directing department, but now it's you. We must be nervous...Fang Yi, let me tell you, the students in the class, put The idea came to you, and I want to show it well, so that you can support them in the future."

As for central opera, there is a tradition of supporting people.

For example, during the interview, both of them were strangers, but one was from Central Opera, so Fang Yi must have chosen Central Opera.Because he acted by himself, he also took advantage of his professional background.

Song Yi said again, "I saw your news..."

"What news."

"You signed a contract with Souhu, a big company, and gave you money to make a movie, and even advertised it on the homepage of the website. You always want actors...so, once you come, we will work hard to act."

Fang Yi suddenly realized, "Song Yi, these issues are not for you to consider. Now, I have an acting experience to tell you..."

Song Yi was sitting next to him, with his legs together, slanted on the cushion, his legs slightly protruding.

Her cheongsam is very short, Fang Yi is a little uncomfortable. "When I was filming before, someone gave me a nickname, Fang Yiyi. You are an actor, so you must know what it means. Why can I pass by one...uh..."

Song Yi crossed and changed legs.

"...Because I can adapt to the circumstances, even if sometimes I forget the words, or the other party forgets the words, I try my best to continue acting in the scene, you remember, no matter what the situation, the show must go on (show must continue), although our performance department often makes movies and TV series, but we should still maintain the advantages of drama background, that is one thing."

"Song Yi, do you understand?"

As for Song Yi, she nodded solemnly, and found that Fang Yi clicked something on the camera after she finished speaking, so she leaned over to look at it, and it turned out that Fang Yi was looking for the previously recorded clips.

He asked Song Yi, "You were a recorder before, so you must know what you recorded. Think about whether there are similar mistakes in forgetting words before. Other people's are also fine. I will compare it with you."

Song Yi's expression was quite strange, she blushed, "I don't know if they forgot the words."

Fang Yi, "Didn't you record it before?"

"It's recorded."

Fang Yi said, "Since it was recorded, why don't you know... You may simply have forgotten it, so I will turn to the front by myself, and you go up and think about what I said. No matter what the situation is, the performance must continue, no There will be a second chance for you."

"Remember, Director Fang Da. You..."

As for Song Yi, he glanced at Fang Yi's operation of continuously flipping through the records, before he finished speaking, he hurried back to the stage.

Fang Yi was exhausted because he took too many pictures. When Song Yi was a recorder, he was much more diligent than Fang Yi. It seemed that he recorded every detail.

How can there be so many things to record?

Fang Yi was about to turn to the recorded video before the filming of "Sword Three". At this time, the performances on stage continued for a new round.

He had no choice but to revisit what was on the stands.

Unexpectedly, Song Yi's performance this time was even worse than before.

After all, she played the role of a cold and cruel lady, but for some reason, she acted with a feeling of coddling.

Fang Yi couldn't let her come down again, criticizing her and slapping his classmates. After all, he can be a director, and the project was introduced by Song Yi at the beginning.

Sitting like a log for a while.

Fang Dao's cell phone rang.

Picking up, "Fang Yi, do you want a dog? I gave birth again, and I really can't keep it anymore. I'm afraid that everyone I know around me will be sent away. You haven't given it away yet..."

Fang Yi, "I don't keep dogs."

"It's fine if you keep the dog outside and accompany it occasionally."

"What outside? The suburbs of the capital?"

"It's your yard."

"Oh, then I don't have a home in the capital. Nor does the big house with a yard."

(End of this chapter)