My Idol Loves Me

"I'm not in a hurry. It's the same for me to choose which." Han Xichen said calmly.

Han Xichen is not in a hurry. He is the last one to walk into the room, leaving the most difficult script on the table.

Everyone selected the script and watched Han Xichen move slowly. Some people admired him very much. Some people said he made a fuss and some people saw jokes.

The camera records the expression on each actor's face, which is a good point.

"Everyone has selected the script, and now the countdown will start. The time will return to zero, and the contestants will be randomly selected to perform on the stage." Said the director through the trumpet.

Time was so tight that everyone began to recite the lines in their hands.

According to the difficulty of the script, there are advantages and disadvantages, and some have to be divided into two parts.

LAN enxing looks at Han Xichen and is sweating for him. Obviously, his lines have three pages, and it is a script that everyone is not willing to choose. Won't it be eliminated in the first round?

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh!

No, crow's mouth!

Blue Star quickly covered his mouth.

LAN en star than in the scene of Han Xichen are a hundred times nervous.

Han Xichen on the scene is very relaxed. He always remembers his mother Sophie's words. He should take a deep breath and adjust his mind.

Most of the rest of the cast were tight.

The huge electronic countdown on the wall is turned on, and the red numbers are constantly beating. You can see the continuous loss of time.

Han Xichen looked at the script and saw that the title was "clown".

The film, released last year, won the Golden Lion Award at the Venice Film Festival, while the leading actor won the Oscar for best actor. Douban has a high score, which can be said to be a classic film with double box office reputation.

Han Xichen saw the whole film and was very impressed.

The fragments in the script are the most classic scenes in the film, which test the actors' performance skills.

In a short period of time, even those who are familiar with the clown script have no choice but to give up and choose other scripts.

Draw lots to decide to go on stage, the more miserable the stage.

"Audience friends, the exciting moment is here, and there are only 10 seconds left to see the sign. Let's countdown for the actors together!" The hostess held the microphone and said with a smile.

The audience, all follow the host from one to ten.

Three!

Two!

One!

Time is up!

"Ladies and actresses," announced the hostess, "now please put down your script and let's draw the number together. Whoever draws one will be the first to play."

With the script in their hands, the actors still recite their lines silently. They line up to the box next to Miss etiquette and draw the number.

The box facing the audience is a transparent board, which can know the selected number ahead of the actors.

"God bless, Xichen don't draw the No.1 ball, give enough time to read the script." Lensing's nervous palms were sweating and praying to heaven in a low voice.

Han Xichen's hand into the box, see to pick up the No. 1 ball.

"No, no, let go of that ball." Blue Star waved and said.

Outside the sound is noisy, some far away from the room, Han Xichen simply can not hear, shouting also in vain.

LAN en star closed his eyes and couldn't bear to see Han Xichen.

"Wow, Han Xichen, an idol of the red power school, changed a ball and touched No. 2. It's really breathtaking!" The voice of the hostess rang out.

LAN en star opened his eyes and saw the No. 2 ball held high in Han Xichen's hand. He was greatly relieved.

No. 1 actor quickly prepares clothes, and soon the music starts to ring. He plays Lu Zhun, the hero of "return the world to you". His lines are very simple.

One side of the mouth rose, bowed his head, eyes deep with his thumb to wipe his lips, face to face to see what, a foot turn, eyes scorn a smile, turn a circle.

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

The actor was a little nervous, and his overall performance was mediocre. The judges gave him a low score of 18 points, and the audience gave him a lower score. He was only given 30 points, a total of 48 points.

Lensing sat in the front row of the auditorium, his hands agitated together.

Han Xichen is standing in the background to prepare. He is very relaxed. He takes a deep breath and spits out slowly. He moves for a while and sets up a weird dance shape.

"Clown" script snippet:

in the bleak and dreary Gotham City, the clown Arthur was invited to participate in the talk show, performed a dance, sat on the guest seat to accept questions, opened his mouth to answer questions, was interrupted by the talk show host, then laughed at him, satirized him, shot the host, walked out of the stage, holding the camera is a clown's face.

On the stage, the music slowly opened.

A green seaweed hair with big back, wearing a suit of red, yellow and green color, white paint on the face, two exaggerated red eyebrows on the forehead, blue diamond on the eyelids, funny wine red nose on the nose, red oil around the mouth until the ear root.Han Xichen dances flexibly, stretches his arms, and points his toes on the ground. He sings with the rhythm of the music, and looks at the audience with a big and strange smile on his face.

Standing in the spotlight, Han Xichen kept rotating three times toward the other end, beating the beat in his hands, sitting on the chair, facing the audience.

The audience burst into laughter.

Han Xichen plays the clown, looks funny, the dance movement seems smooth, but the behavior is very strange.

Han Xichen sat on the chair, staring up at a corner in a daze. After a long time, he nodded and said, "this is the same as I imagined."

The audience applauded to welcome the clown.

Han Xichen cocked his legs, folded his hands on his legs, raised a funny smile and said, "I want to bring you laughter."

Zhang Jiaojiao, the only woman on the stage, holding a pen in her hand, said, "did you succeed?"

The audience roared with laughter.

Han Xichen tilted his head, and then he laughed. The laughter was sharp and strange. He pulled the corner of his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

Han Xichen legs kept shaking, calm tone, eyes showed a trace of crazy said: "I recently had a bad time, killed three scum of Wall Street."

Quiet for a moment, Han Xichen then said: "no joke, this is not a joke."

The audience was filled with sighs.

Han Xichen gets up and takes out a gun with one hand. He raises his hand to one side and makes shooting.

The sound of happy music disappeared.

Han Xichen couldn't help laughing again. He walked up the steps and jumped down the next step as quickly as possible. His arms were dancing in the air. He looked like a corpse with rotten whole body shining a strange smile with a big mouth on the bleeding basin towards the crowd.

Once again, the deep music sounded, and every beat seemed to be knocking on the heart of the people, depressing and cold all over the body.

Han Xichen jumped, laughing, out of breath laughter, heard the hair inverted.

Han Xichen strode off the stage, holding a camera in his hands and laughing at the camera again.