CHAPTER VIII TURNING UP
Once a person is empty, time will pass quickly.
I don’t know how long it has passed, but I only feel my legs falling down like they have been filled with lead, and my head seems to have turned into a hydrogen balloon, pulling me up.
My body was pulled up and down, and I could only think of something pleasant to distract myself.
But with this plan, my eyes gradually became a little confused. I seemed to see Xu Qin walking in front of me, but it seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.
I have heard that when a person reaches his limit, what he has always longed for will appear in front of his eyes. Is it because I have always longed for Xu Qin?
Thinking of this, I fell down with a heavy head. The second before my body fell, I still had the energy to bring out a self-deprecating smile.
Bai Zhi, if you can think of Xu Qin, you must be crazy.
I heard that when I fainted in the practice room before, Xu Qin was also present, and he also sent me to the lounge for infusion.
I touched the beating little heart.
Fortunately, I really saw him before I fell into a coma, not because I was thinking about him.
It seems that I am a little self-aware.
Xu Qin settled me and went to find Mo Xue. After the two of them discussed for a long time, Mo Xue finally began to gradually plan to teach me something, instead of leaving me alone and standing alone for several hours like the beginning.
"After the last performance, I admit your determination. But if you think you can play the show well by just persistence, you're a big mistake."
I maintained this basic standing posture and looked at Mo Xue sitting in front of me with her hands wrapped around her chest. I was very excited.
"I think I said before that you can hold on as long as you can. It means that you understand what it means to do as much as you can, rather than just challenge yourself and take on errands that you can't handle. Unless actors are gifted, they all need to be polished from small characters one by one."
So Mo Xue's tone really blamed me for taking on the role of the second female lead as soon as I took action?
Thinking of my stiff lines and stiff expressions since I became more scenes, I think what Mo Xue said is indeed very reasonable.
"The same is true for the character. You must first understand the character's temperament and figure out the lines based on her personality, instead of dividing the characters into each storyboard, just over-expressing those lines."
My body moved unnaturally. Mo Xue sensitively noticed my movements and raised her head to look at me.
"If you can't stand, just say it."
I smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, Sister Mo, I'm afraid I'll forget it after a long time. Can I take some notes?"
Mo Xue was stunned after hearing what I said, and then her expression eased a lot.
"sure."
Mo Xue looked at the person who took notes carefully and asked questions from time to time, and suddenly felt that Bai Zhi was not as arrogant as the rumors. On the contrary, she was as obedient as a student who had just entered society, and she also recognized Bai Zhi a little.
Maybe she didn't even notice her innocence and stubbornness, which was why Xu Qin chose her. After all, she is too much like the person she used to be.
"Then I'll set a scenario for you. First of all, you need to understand the character's personality."
Mo Xue lowered her head and thought for a long time, and spoke calmly.
"A college student with dreams entered the workplace with hope, but was confused by the richness of the workplace. She was determined not to be with the world but was a coincidence that her relatives were seriously ill and urgently needed a huge amount of surgery. Therefore, she decided to sell her faith and be the lover of the company's leader."
"Then now give you five minutes to show me the scene where she hesitates between self-esteem and reality before making a decision."
Mo Xue briefly assigned the on-site homework, but I was stunned as if I was being lit by acupuncture.
Mo Xue thought I thought this scene was a bit difficult, so she became much more stiff.
"When you are really performing, you don't give you time to choose a show, the actors need to be able to change multiple roles."
The expression in my eyes was a little clear, and I could only smile.
"No, I'm sighing. With Sister Mo's skills, it's a pity to not be a screenwriter."
It took me five minutes to stare blankly, and I only realized when Sister Mo called me.
I didn't think about anything just now, so I had to pray that I wouldn't be scolded too much after the on-site performance.
The performance begins.
I lowered my eyebrows and my hands were tightly tucked together.
After a long time, I let go of my hands and clenched them into a fist as if I had made a decision, took a long deep breath, and took out my phone.
With a slender finger pressed a string of familiar numbers and attached the phone to your ear.
He bit his lips tightly and showed his entanglement at this moment, but there was helplessness in his eyes.
"Mom, don't worry about me. You can rest assured and take care of your illness. Money is not a problem."
As if I really heard the comfort from my mother on the other side of the phone, I smiled and nodded and agreed. As I laughed, tears fell down, but my voice deliberately covered up my sobs.
"I'm pretty good, but I've had a cold recently. I won't say anything anymore. The leader asked me to work overtime and I'll talk about it next time."
After hanging up my phone, I held my phone tightly with both hands, but my eyes felt relieved.
He reached out to wipe away the tears from his face, stood up and pretended to put on his makeup seriously in front of the makeup mirror, put on lipstick, and put on a confident smile.
I deliberately unbuttoned my professional shirt and walked up to knock on the door that did not exist.
"Sorry, leader, I'm late."
At the end of the performance, I returned to my nervous look and waited for Mo Xue's evaluation.
"Well, the overall feeling of entanglement and helplessness was still performed, but I think it would be better if I emphasized how painful my mother's illness was and how unwilling I would be to perform. It would be better to reflect the struggles of the characters."
I listened carefully to Mo Xue's shortcomings in her acting skills, and deliberately ignored the dull pain in my heart.
If everyone in this world can be like a drama, wouldn’t there be fewer people who are struggling with it?
With the guidance of God Mo, my acting skills have improved significantly. At least the director calls "card" much less often, and usually just one shot passes.
I realized that I had thought of acting too complicatedly before, and because I was poisoned by the TV series at 8 o'clock in the evening, my acting skills were exaggerated and stiff. This was due to the old-fashioned teacher in our school who was in her 80s. She herself was a loyal Qiong Yao drama lover.
Following Mo Xue's instructions, I stringed the characters into a vivid character and began to figure out the lines with the character's thinking. Occasionally, there are one or two lines that are particularly out of the play, and I will borrow my little privileges to apply to change the lines. As expected, the lines are much easier than before.
Chapter completed!