Chapter 74 Physiological Drama

At 03:30 in the afternoon, there was an interview for the Chinese drama, and Lin Yu was called.

Lin Yu stood up and walked into the empty classroom. Facing five instructors with slightly strange eyes, Lin Yu walked in calmly and sat down in his seat.

Several instructors whispered to each other, and Song Chuangen started directly without any nonsense.

"Let's start, what is your specialty."

"Performance."

Another show?The instructors present all looked at each other in confusion. Song Chuangen said seriously, "Chinese opera teaches and educates people, and what they teach is performance."

"Since you are good at acting, why do you want to learn it?"

"The educational significance of art is not only education in traditional art techniques. On the basis of mastering techniques, it also requires familiarity and understanding of the development history of art, as well as the contemporary historical process and characteristics."

"Improving the ability to discern and think about art, which involves knowledge and literacy in aesthetics, art psychology, art sociology, etc."

“Cultivation of art is a complex systematic project to cultivate creative abilities.”

Song Chuangen looked down and was speechless, "Then let's get started."

Song Chuangen lowered his head and drank tea, "Do you have a theme, or do you need some questions?"

"Let's ask the question." Lin Yu was still calm, so calm that it made people feel that he had no respect for the instructors present.

This made them feel uneasy. After all, this was the first time they had seen such a student. Song Chuangen could not hold back his patience. After all, people were now a fish and he was a knife.

How do you know that this kid is just pretending to be calm?

The act of asking questions made him couldn't help but think of another person..., "I'll ask questions, okay? Physiological drama, okay?"

Several tutors on the side couldn't help but change their expressions. They looked at Song Chuangen, but they couldn't say anything wrong. How could they say that he was making things difficult? For a student who was 'good' at acting, wasn't this exactly a kind of behavior? Support?

"Okay." Lin Yu said without changing his expression.

"Let's show you the reaction after intravenous injection of death." Song Chuangen said without raising his head.

Not only did Lin Yu suddenly become quiet, but even the instructors around him couldn't sit still.

Physiological drama has always been the most difficult of all performances, and even experienced actors find it extremely difficult.

For example, in scenes such as drowning, neck strangulation, and suffocation, if you can cooperate really well, you can cooperate really well. Without any external pressure, how can people perform that kind of suffocation so naturally?

Moreover, physiological dramas are often accompanied by reactions such as "veins bursting" and "pupil bleeding".

It’s not something that the performance itself can do.

However, what these instructors did not expect was that Lin Yu was only quiet for a few seconds and then immediately nodded in agreement, "Okay."

"What?" One of the instructors, although it was a bit unruly, couldn't help but said, "Lin Yu, you heard me clearly, is this really okay?"

"Really."

Seeing this young man nodding so calmly, several other instructors were speechless.

Death by intravenous injection, the difficulty of this kind of performance is... you have never seen it before.

The reason why Song Chuangen's test question is completely malicious is that this kind of performance is really rare. At least on today's big screen, there has never been such a performance at all.

I haven't seen it before. You are a student and it's impossible to watch an execution. So it's just your personal imagination as to how it should be performed.

This is the original intention of their opposition.

But this person didn't know whether he was young and frivolous, or simply couldn't appreciate the difficulty of this test question, so he agreed immediately. "Get ready." Song Chuangen twisted the lid of the teacup and said calmly.

Lin Yu took a deep breath, stood up, and began to close his eyes.

The simple reason why he dared to agree to this test question is that Song Chuangen hit a point that Lin Yu is good at!

In Lin Yu's memory, there is exactly such a scene, one of the most classic performances!

But now, it is really appropriate to use it for plagiarism.

"I'm fine." Within a minute, Lin Yu opened his eyes and looked seriously.

The four examiners of the Chinese drama didn't know what to say at this moment. Today's young people are really more crazy than the other.

Dare to take any messy test questions.

"Then you start." Several people said calmly.

Song Chuangen also put his hands on his chest with a sneer, preparing to watch Lin Yu's performance.

For a performance of this level, I would just randomly pick on him, not to mention that he would definitely not be able to pass. At least he would be rated a lot lower, which is definitely something that other people can't criticize.

If this kid is not allowed to make a provocation, if he is not allowed to give an explanation to Director Lu, at least he will not cause others to lose their status.

If that Su Qingtong and this Lin Yu were to suddenly become extremely provocative, how could Director Lu get off the stage?

Just when Song Chuangen was thinking wildly, Lin Yu's performance officially began.

Everyone saw that Lin Yu was nothing but dirty and cold. He lay upright on the cold marble, with his limbs spread out, as if he was restrained.

From their perspective, even the micro-expressions on Lin Yu's face could be seen clearly.

But just as soon as Lin Yu lay down, this "sense of restraint" without physical performance left these instructors speechless.

This kid, no wonder he dares to be so crazy, he does have two brushes.

Lin Yu's performance soon began.

In front of Lin Yu's eyes, everything seemed to have changed at this moment. There was no longer an empty classroom, and the cold marble beneath him was no longer there.

This is a snow-white, clean and closed room. The glass layer on the second floor can directly overlook the appearance below.

Lin Yu's hands, feet and body were restrained by cowhide straps so that he could not move at all. Some doctors and nurses wearing green and white sterilization suits shuttled back and forth between some machines.

On their hands, they are preparing these injections.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The high degree of tension made Lin Yu gasp for air uncontrollably. His heart seemed to break through his ribs, and the pain in his chest was unbearable, but nothing could be done to stop it from accelerating.

Before the great fear came, Lin Yu could only hear his own breathing and the beating of his heart.

For a moment, the entire examination room was silent. When the examiners saw Lin Yu's state, they stood on their heads inexplicably, and goosebumps began to appear little by little.

At this moment, Lin Yu was just lying there without a real object, but the tightness of his limbs seemed to be imprisoned by something, and the fear in his eyes seemed to make them see that those non-existent doctors seemed to be surrounding him at this moment. Next to Lin Yu, only a few of them could not see him at the moment.

They are nervous!

Then, "several cold hands" began to press on Lin Yu's arm, and as if they were giving an intravenous drip, they began to inject a tube of unknown liquid from the meridians of Lin Yu's arm.

And the fluctuation of Lin Yu's body also reached its maximum at this moment!
(End of this chapter)

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