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429, small clever

After the first girl asked, the atmosphere slowly became lively.

Chinese opera students have come into contact with quite a few directors on a daily basis. No matter how friendly they pretend to be, their reputations are there and they have their own aura.

But Sun Hao is different. He was a student of this school two months ago. Like everyone else, he should hand in his homework and practice his lines. If a teacher doesn't like him, he can still signal Sun Hao to go there.

Running two laps on the playground... is considered corporal punishment.

Therefore, seeing Sun Hao in person at this moment, everyone felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

"Brother Sun Hao, what do you usually like to do? I mean when you are not filming."

"Sleep, cook, exercise, read, and write scripts."

"Wow, you can also cook?"

"Of course, my cooking skills are what I'm best at."

"What's your blood type?"

"Type O."

"What is your height?"

"181cm."

"When did you first fall in love?"

"Well, two and a half years ago, it was this beautiful woman sitting in front of you ~ Zeng Li."

"Is the scandal between you and the singing queen Fei Wang true?"

"You also said it was a scandal, but how could the scandal be true?!"



Soon, the question on the far left was finished. Perhaps because the students saw that Sun Hao was easy-going and had no offensive power, they didn't want to open their mouths at first, so they couldn't help but answer a few questions. The questions became more and more confusing and confusing.

sensitive.

Then, the round starts from the back row and goes forward in order.

The person who stood up this time was a very handsome boy, young and flamboyant, with a sharp look on his face, and said: "Brother Sun Hao, why do you always make banned films?"

"..."

The whole place was quiet for a while, Zeng Li also frowned and looked back at the boy.

Sun Hao stopped Professor Liang Bolong, who was standing up and wanted to speak, and said with a smile: "Classmate, I think your concept is wrong. What I make is not a banned film, but a movie that can be shown in many countries around the world.

"

"If the movie can't be shown in the mainland, it's banned. Otherwise, you won't be a Chinese." The boy said immediately.

Sigh... these words are very offensive.

Zeng Li, who was eager to protect his husband, stood up and wanted to yell, but unexpectedly, Sun Hao stopped him with his eyes.

"This classmate, may I ask your last name?"

"Wu Di, I'm from the class of 98." The boys were more straightforward.

"You want to be famous?

After all, confronting Sun Hao in person is a kind of bragging rights wherever you go, and not only can I not do anything to you, I even have to protect your future development.

Because the example of Zhang Ziyi, our classmate some time ago, was there. If I want to suppress you, then it will prove that I have banned her."

As soon as Sun Hao said these words, everyone was in an uproar!

"Brother Wu Di, who is level 97, is too smart, right?"

"Haha... Niu B, if you come to listen to a speech, you dare to plot against Sun Hao?"

"By the way, has Sun Hao ever banned Zhang Ziyi?"

"Probably not, they are classmates!"

"Haha... I'm lucky to be here today. It's so lively and seems quite enjoyable."



However, at this time, Sun Hao, who was still smiling, tapped the podium with his fingers.

"Everyone, be quiet. I explained to Junior Brother Wu Di that in fact, all the movies I shot are not banned, but some scenes in the movies are not suitable for screening in the mainland, such as "Kunchiyan" and "Saw". They are scenes that are too

Too scary!

For example, "Train to Busan" and the "Death is Coming" series are too bloody, and our country does not have a film rating system to protect minors, so they have no chance to meet mainland movie fans.

Therefore, in the future, my film shooting direction will gradually move closer to the science fiction genre, such as "The Martian" and "Moon". These science fiction films can very much expand children's imagination..."

"Pa bang bang..."

The applause was warm, and after hearing this emotional speech, ten or twenty students in the lecture theater even shed tears of excitement.

This reminded Sun Hao of a variety show "Singer" in his previous life. The audience in that show was very good!

Zhou Yun took the initiative to stand up. As a junior college student in the acting department, it is not easy to get the opportunity to communicate with great directors. She must seize it.

"Senior Sun Hao..."

"Um?"

"Let me talk about my confusion now.

I am a 00-level junior college student in the Acting Department, and I have played several small roles before, but I always have a problem, that is, no matter how hard I try, I can’t feel the emotion of the characters.”

"Please give me an example!"

"Just like during the summer vacation, I just filmed a costume drama, playing a little palace maid, and then my sweetheart died, and I hugged his 'corpse' and cried.

I have used all the methods taught by the teachers in the acting training class, and I did cry, but I was just not satisfied with it. It didn’t really touch my inner feelings, I just completed a stylized performance.”

"What emotion are you using instead?" Sun Hao walked around the stage twice and asked with a smile.

"Well... when I was a child, my parents were busy with business, so they left me with my grandma. It was my grandma who raised me single-handedly.

However, my grandma passed away when I was in my second year of high school, so when there were sad scenes, I deliberately missed my grandma. The more I thought about it, the sadder I became and the harder I cried. But there was nothing like that, the kind I wanted.

." the girl said.

"Um…"

After listening to this, Sun Hao pondered for a moment and said, "I won't go into specific techniques. You have basically participated in some acting training classes before enrolling.

Then, I will talk about my own understanding.

There are three foundations for performance, one is experience, one is belief, and the other is imagination. You all know experience. For example, if you think of your grandma and feel sad, this is okay.

But you didn’t believe that you truly loved that person, and you didn’t imagine what it would be like to lose him.”

"I understand the first two, but I don't quite understand the latter one." Zhou Yun looked innocent.

"Experience is the most basic, it can make you full of emotions; believe it a little higher, and your emotions will be real; imagine it a little higher, and your emotions will be sublimated." Sun Hao talked for a long time, and his throat was already smoking.

The cup took a sip of water and continued:

"Let me ask you, what is grandma to you?"

"Well, it's reliance, or it can be said to be spiritual sustenance."

"Then what is love to you?"

Zhou Yun was a little shy and said: "Yes, it is life."

"Then the feeling of losing your support, spiritual sustenance, and losing your life will be the same?

If you lose support, you may cry, collapse, or scream, but if you lose your life, you have nothing, not even breathing..."

Sun Hao broke it open and crushed it into pieces. He explained to the other party a little bit and said: "So you must first believe that you love him, and then imagine that you lose him. You can try it if you have a chance. Of course, what I said is not the same."

It must be right, let’s just treat it as a communication…”

Standing on the podium, Sun Hao was talking loudly. At the door of the lecture theater, Professor Liang Bolong touched Chang Li with his hand.

"what happened?

Your apprentice seems to be a bit wild, and he can't even understand some professional terms."

"Go, go aside!
Chapter completed!
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