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Jiang Wen calmly made his choice.

When someone answers the call, the host becomes more flexible.

He immediately pulled Zhuang Feifei, who was stunned, to Chen Feng's side. At the same time, he looked at Jiang Wen: "Director Jiang, can you make a few comments?"

“No need to comment.”

Jiang Wen was also brilliant and kicked the ball back directly.

The host was speechless.

At this time, I definitely need to comment.

Otherwise, why would you choose Chen Feng to advance?

No move.

Find someone else.

The host's eyes quickly swept across the judging panel.

The slick Teacher Huang folded his arms and leaned on the chair, with a "don't look for me" expression written all over his face.

Tong Gege cannot be found.

She is here to be a vase.

As long as she's good-looking and beautiful, that's fine.

What is needed is her traffic, not her professional skills.

Besides, does she have any professional skills?

A little bit.

But commenting on others is almost meaningless.

Or Liu Tianchi.

Who makes her a gold medal mentor.

So, the host quickly changed the target: "Teacher Tianchi, what's your choice? Could you please comment on these two contestants?"

Liu Tianchi let out a sigh of relief.

She knew she couldn't escape.

And after all this time, she had regained her composure.

So, Liu Tianchi seriously picked up the microphone, looked at the two people on the stage and said with a smile: "I also choose Chen Feng to advance."

"Also, I want to talk about Zhuang Feifei."

"As for you, you made four mistakes in this performance."

"First one, when you first entered the ward, you showed sadness."

"But you know, Chen Feng was already groaning in the hospital bed at that time. I believe you would feel uncomfortable hearing that moaning sound."

"So, if you are really a nurse, your first reaction should not be to stand at the door and express grief, but to quickly run to the bedside and see the patient first."

"Secondly, maybe when Chen Feng grabbed your hand, it hurt you. At that time, you blurted out that it hurt. This is a bad thing on the set. This is a major flaw."

"Third, when Chen Feng calmed down, you were blank for about forty seconds."

"Actually, during this time, you should prepare some personal monologues."

"This is the best time to express grief."

"But you gave me the cold shoulder."

"The fourth and most serious one is, why did Chen Feng vomit blood and scare you so much that you lost control?"

"You know, your performance has actually helped Chen Feng."

"This proves that his performance was so realistic that it scared you, but you were never in the scene. Are you convinced by what I say?"

Zhuang Feifei suddenly shouted excitedly: "I'm not convinced."

The whole place was in an uproar.

The host quickly waved to the audience: "Friends in the audience, let's let Zhuang Feifei defend herself. After all, we have to give people a chance to speak."

After saying that, he looked at Zhuang Feifei: "Zhuang Feifei, you can tell me what you think."

Zhuang Feifei gritted her teeth, turned to look at Chen Feng, and pointed her finger: "He just deliberately tricked me. When he was calm, I designed a personal line, but he didn't accept it at all."

"He kept ignoring me."

"He wrapped himself up so tightly that he had absolutely no intention of cooperating."

"I gave him several topics and he didn't pick up the topic."

"What does he want to do?"

"Then you suddenly give me a scene where I vomit blood. Of course I will be frightened."

The host blinked, suddenly looked at Chen Feng and said loudly: "Chen Feng, come on, you can also express your personal thoughts."

"my thoughts?"

Chen Feng stood with a calm expression: "My idea is very simple."

"I have to play a cancer patient, and a cancer patient who is on the verge of death."

"To be honest, I have never come into contact with this kind of person."

"Of course I don't know what their inner world is like."

"If you can't grasp your inner world well, I don't think you can talk casually."

"What else can I say?"

"Is a dying cancer patient still interested in talking?"

"Probably not."

"So the way I deal with it is to use body language to create a painful effect, and express all the emotions I want to express in body movements and sounds."

"That's what I think."

"As for what Miss Zhuang said, I don't agree."

"We are a PK game, we are competitors."

“The rules of the game we drew were free play, improvisation.”

"Since you chose Angel in White, you should design a long monologue yourself."

"That's your job."

"not mine."

"I'm done."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was thunderous applause from below the stage.

Some even cheered loudly.

This is so true.

Even Jiang Wen at the judging table picked up the microphone again, cleared his throat and said, "Chen Feng understood the questions in this on-site assessment very well. So I chose him to advance."

Tong Gege, who was next to him, finally picked up the microphone and echoed: "I agree with Director Jiang. From my personal point of view, I still appreciate Chen Feng's perspective on this topic. I also choose Chen Feng to advance."

There was another round of applause.

Four judges, three votes passed.

Therefore, Chen Feng has theoretically advanced successfully.

At this time, Teacher Huang finally picked up the microphone unwillingly, cleared his throat and said, "Let me say a few words about this."

"Actually, Zhuang Feifei's performance is remarkable."

"Of course what Teacher Tianchi said is a mistake, but nurses are also human beings, and mistakes will occur as long as they are human."

"So when they are actually in the ward, even real nurses may not be able to achieve textbook-level response behavior."

"Besides, I think the few words Zhuang Feifei said when Chen Feng was calm can be regarded as revealing his true feelings, which is pretty good."

"Also, Chen Feng."

Teacher Huang thought about it for a moment, then said seriously: "Your performance is a bit too exaggerated. Do cancer patients vomit blood?"

"Maybe not?"

"The scene where you vomit blood is too blunt."

"On the contrary, it shocked the opponent."

"This is a failure."

"Also, the angle you approach your individual characters is really smart."

"But you forgot one thing."

"Whether it is stage competition or sports competition, friendship comes first and competition comes second."

"You can actually take over your opponent's role. That will fulfill both her and you."

"Maybe you'll be more popular that way."

"Your behavior now seems a little bit poisonous to me."

"So this time, I choose Zhuang Feifei."

As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Feifei on the stage burst into tears, bowed in the direction of Teacher Huang, and said with a sob: "Thank you, thank you Teacher Huang."

"Haha, you're welcome."

Teacher Huang sat down with a smile on his face.

On stage.

Chen Feng had a calm expression on his face.

friendship first, competition later?

Then pk a der?

Greasy Yellow, why are you so good at giving favors?

Just give it away?

Do you have to step on me?

But it doesn’t matter.

To grab you?