The Best Actor in the Vase of Meiyu

Chapter 150 Full of Harvests
Silence fell.

Everything is quiet.

All eyes in the audience were turned to Anson, their eyes fixed firmly on Anson. The fear burst out with turbulent energy from the depths of the soul, swallowing oneself up easily, to the point of losing the ability to think.

Jack could not resist, and was suppressed from the physical to the spiritual level. It was as if he could see that his life and soul were becoming smaller and smaller, and the flame was being drowned by the overwhelming darkness.

"stop!"

The teacher stopped the performance in time and immediately stepped forward to pull Anson away.

Jack turned over, landed on all fours, and breathed heavily. He accidentally coughed because he was too anxious. His body was completely curled up, and he felt like he was out of strength. The next second, he simply lay down.

Anson was no exception. He was completely immersed in the character and couldn't escape for a moment. The emotions in his mind were still roaring. He sat on the ground with his hands on his knees, and his chest rose and fell violently like a bellows.

clap clap clap!
clap clap clap!
The whole audience burst into applause.

No one is exempt, no one.

Maybe it's nothing to those experienced opera masters or senior actors; but to the junior class, the scene just now was so exciting that it made your jaw dislocate, and words are simply not enough to get used to the confusing thoughts in your mind.

Applause is the only outlet.

Judging from this scene, the two actors tried to direct the direction of the performance in completely different ways. Jack relied more on body language to break the balance, and the body moved before the brain; while Anson relied a lot on the impact of the ideological level, and one twist after another was easily subverted. situation.

It is precisely because of this that Anson cannot take his eyes off him.

Although the initiative changed several times throughout the process, the real story line and improvisation all came from Anson's guidance.

Moreover, Anson actually completed a small character arc in a limited space, and the image of the uncle's character suddenly became fuller.

This is really amazing.

I can't take my eyes away at all.

But looking at it from another perspective, both Anson and Jack release such strong energy in improvisational performances. The tug and collision of you and me is really eye-catching. Both actors deserve recognition.

If you observe carefully, you can see two or three students wiping their tears at this time. They can all feel the impact of the tension of the plot. Such full and rich emotions produce different experiences among different audiences. The emotions resonate quietly.

Applause sounded across the board.

Especially when the teacher helped Jack and Anson up and motioned them to stand in the center of the classroom to receive applause, the applause became even more enthusiastic.

Both Anson and Jack were a little exhausted. They had released too much energy in a short period of time, and their bodies and nerves were completely tense. At this time, they suddenly relaxed, and the feeling of exhaustion came like a tidal wave along with the feeling of pleasure.

But, this feeling is not bad.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and then Jack opened his arms and made a hug. Anson was still not used to the hugs here, so he showed a regretful expression and shook his head gently to express rejection.

Jack:…

Seeing the surprised and hurt expression on Jack's face, Anson's eyebrows stretched, and then he gave Jack a hug and smiled brightly.

For Anson, the harvest is indeed not small——

Objectively speaking, improvisation sounds difficult, but it is even more difficult in reality. He and Jack are the same, lacking experience, and their on-the-spot reactions are still a little raw, so both of them rely more on their own instincts.

Jack chose to break the balance on the physical level, and Anson chose the crazy twist on the plot level. But in essence, there is no distinction between high and low. It was just that Anson completed a small arc setting for his uncle in a short period of time, and this firmly established the relationship. Capture your audience's attention.

As far as Anson personally is concerned, these turns and explosions are still too simple and crude, not only one-dimensional but also lacking in logic, and need to be improved; the real gain comes from the interaction between the opponent and you. Now, Anson vaguely understands what the teacher said about feeling and experiencing. Acting is not a one-person activity. It is a role in which actors interact with roles, scripts, other actors, directors, and other departments of the crew. Every one of them interacts with each other. Each link has its own emotions, and actors need to complete the work of carrying and presenting them.

As for how to do it?
Anson currently has no clue, and even the theory itself is only a partial understanding, relying more on his own instinct; but it must be said that this experience does open the door to a whole new world.

Inside, the scenery is unique.

Class is over——

It was only then that the students relaxed, just like after sweating out from exercise, and gathered together in twos and threes to greet each other.

Anson and Jack seemed particularly busy, and one or two students naturally gathered around them, asking their names to discuss the performance just now, and expressing their opinions without reservation, not all praise.

Despite this, the atmosphere remains cheerful.

"So, how do you feel?" Anson and Jack walked outside the classroom. It took two hours, which was neither long nor short, but it felt very satisfying. This experience really opened their horizons.

Jack was very honest, "Yes, I learned a lot, but I'm not sure they can bring more. The core of the whole class is to feel yourself, and there is no methodology I expected, so I may need to take another look."

Anson laughed.

Jack, "What's wrong?"

Anson waved his hand, "No, for ordinary people, if they have a good experience in a class, they may impulsively sign up immediately, but after they actually sign up, the membership card will be lying in the drawer gathering dust, and they may never look at it again."

Many people probably have a fitness card lying around at home that has been passed once or twice and then forgotten.

Jack scratched his head, "I'm more cautious."

The corners of Anson's mouth raised completely, "No, I mean, this is a good thing. I agree with your idea, we should see what other basic skills courses are here, and how to polish the lines, expressions, movements, etc."

"Of course, I believe that the core of the acting course is to believe in the actor's own color, rather than to create a cookie-cutter Barbie doll, but some clues can still be seen in the basic skills training course."

After saying this, Jack's expression brightened completely, "That's it, yes, absolutely correct! Otherwise, if you just believe in everyone's talent, then why take classes? Talent can't be changed anyway. If that's the case, wouldn't the Acting Academy be A shoemaker who cheats money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jack froze——

Too loud.

He got excited without paying attention, and he could hear the echo of his own voice hovering in the hall. Isn't this bad?
Jack gave an awkward smile, "Did they notice?"

There were many people in the lobby at this time, but Eva, the receptionist just now, had already gotten off work, and now there was another person, looking at Jack with a ghostly expression on her face.

Anson looked around at the faces that were stunned because of nerves and funny because of accidents, then he gently nodded to Jack and shouted.

"run."

Jack was stunned for a moment, only to see Anson rushing out, and then turned back and shouted again.

"Run, Jack, run!"

That bright smile rushed towards the dark blue night outside, and Jack followed suit reflexively. He broke the deadlock just as he rushed out, laughter surging in his chest, leaving behind a group of people looking at each other in astonishment.

　First update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)