Seeing Han Fei refuse to leave, Hu Lei snorted: "Why are you so arrogant? I just won a few small prizes."
"I can't help it. They come from a musical family, and we country bumpkins can't compare." Jiang Jie also said in a strange tone, "If you don't want to come, then I won't come."
"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf!" Zhao Yuncheng had long disliked Han Fei's pretense, and said disdainfully: "If you can sing, why should you take the test? There are a few actors who can sing."
"Ignore him, where should we train on the weekend?" Seeing Su Ze's promise, Hu Lei said excitedly: "Why don't you come back to the studio, and then we can negotiate with Teacher Tianyi to borrow a classroom."
Everyone nodded in agreement, and Su Ze didn't care. He had plenty of time on weekends, and now forty hours of systematic training every day was already the limit, and any more would be useless.
My daily schedule is so full that I don’t have time to hire a vocal and physical teacher. Hu Lei, Jiang Jie, and Zhao Yuncheng all dance at a professional level. Zhao Yuncheng and Song Ping have also systematically studied vocal music. Why not take advantage of such good resources around us?
In the art test, we don’t expect the vocal body to increase the impression score, but we can’t just straighten the hips if we don’t know how to do it.
After listening to everyone's request, Liu Tianyi agreed directly without saying anything, and his evaluation of Su Ze improved again. He was indeed a child trained by the richest man, and he did a good job integrating resources.
To be fair, it is difficult to train art candidates. There are no poor families who dare to study art, and there are many millionaires.
Fortunately, in China, most of the children of top wealthy people in foreign countries study business and art. Anyway, they inherit the family business. Wouldn’t it be nice to hold parties and watch art exhibitions to show off?
As for the rumors on the Internet that there are luxury cars at the entrance of Beijing Film Academy?
Please, can you check the map?
China National Theater is in the alley, and Beijing Film Academy is next to the Third Ring Road!
The next four months were more fulfilling, with cultural classes during the day, professional classes in the evening, systematic training for forty hours before going to bed, and body replenishment with Hu Lei and Jiang Jie on the weekends. When I had nothing to do, I could also have Zhao Yuncheng teach me some Bajiquan moves.
The more I study, the more I find that the system is powerful, especially for various skills, such as singing and dancing. It takes twenty times longer to practice directly in the system than others. What is the concept?
I don’t have high requirements. I prepared three songs and three dances, which is more than enough for the art test. In the words of teacher Liu Tianyi:
Expensive essence is not expensive!
The initial test seems to last three minutes per person, but in fact, many times you will be eliminated after just reading a few sentences. How can 30,000 to 40,000 examiners have time to read each one?
There are basically less than 2,000 people left in the second test. Vocal music is about measuring rhythm and rhythm. As long as you are not tone-deaf, it will be fine. The key is to test performance.
The candidates who made it to the third examination were all the candidates who were favored by the examiners. In the end, only seventy or eighty people were admitted to the Chinese Opera. I heard that it was even less in the past, with a maximum of only thirty people.
This is also the reason why Liu Tianyi is more optimistic about Su Ze. The one who dances better is Beijing Dance University, and there are many universities with excellent singing. Why is Chinese Opera so popular among candidates?
In the final analysis, it still depends on the performance!
Su Ze also understands this and has his own plans for all exam items. Vocal music is only for better use of breathing techniques, and physical music is only for improving coordination and body control.
Everything is in service of performance.
Time flies like water, and unknowingly, it is already the first semester of the senior year of high school, and it is at most four months before the art exam. Su Ze looked at the results of the first mock exam, congratulated his deskmate and said: "Now I have scored 627 points in the college entrance examination. I have worked hard to pass the Tsinghua University and Peking University casually."
pick!"
"No." Liu Yunyun said with some embarrassment: "The college entrance examination is all based on on-the-spot performance. Now the score does not count."
Su Ze rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you want to show me off?"
"Your liberal arts scores have improved a lot." Liu Yunyun looked at Su Ze's transcript and said in surprise: "116 in Chinese, 108 in English, and 203 in the comprehensive exam!"
Su Ze was a little proud, this was the result of my brother hanging on his butt all day and night.
"Twenty-seven points in math?" Liu Yunyun looked at the appalling math score and reminded, "Do I need to give you extra lessons?"
"Forget it." Su Ze said domineeringly: "I'm not born to study science."
Liu Yunyun could only feel helpless. Although she didn't know how Su Ze's acting classes would go during this period, as long as he maintained his liberal arts studies, there wouldn't be a big problem in getting into opera in the college entrance examination.
Su Ze was very satisfied with this result. He gave up science completely and memorized all kinds of Chinese, English, politics, history, geography, and even some chemical and physical formulas every day...
Four hundred points is a good deal!
What's more, there are still four months left after the art exam to prepare for the college entrance examination. I heard that the current art exam will be moved forward one month?
According to teacher Tianyi, an actor's success in the end depends entirely on his cultural heritage. Teacher Cheng Daoming and his wife are directly professors from Tsinghua University.
Make up lessons and go straight into bed!
It's almost the end of September, and it's getting closer to next year's art exam. It would be a lie to say I'm not nervous. Choosing one from a thousand is harder than Tsinghua University and Peking University.
He could only work hard to continuously improve his strength, and the sense of urgency squeezed his potential every day. This feeling not only did not make Su Ze tired, but also made him full of fighting spirit.
People have goals, are not confused, and rush forward with all their strength. The desire for the end and the feeling of getting stronger every day make him addicted and unable to extricate himself.
No wonder the protagonists in the novel all like to practice!
woman?
Stay away and don't bother!
"Can Zhao Yuncheng get some snacks?" Liu Tianyi looked at several transcripts in the evening performance studio and said angrily: "You still want to pass the drama test with 240 points?"
"And you, Hu Lei, are in a daze every day and don't know what to do!"
"Two hundred and ninety feels good?"
"Jiang Jie and Song Ping, you two should also pay attention. Although there was hope for 320 points last year, you should be afraid of everything if it happens. Do you understand?"
"Even if you are first in the art exam, as long as your literacy is not above the score line, you will still have no chance!"
After a quick operation, he looked at Su Ze and Han Fei and encouraged: "You two are not bad. As long as you perform normally at 400 points, it shouldn't be a big problem, but the higher the score, the better."
"Back then, Li Yapeng was in a complete mess in the art exam. Except for his image and voice, he had a white neck. Finally, I know why he passed?"
"My college entrance examination score is 580!"
Zhao Yuncheng was so scolded that he couldn't raise his head, and asked Su Ze with an indignant look on his face: "You kid can actually pass the 400 test?"
"I can't help it. My IQ doesn't allow me to keep a low profile." Su Zefeng Qingyun said with hatred: "You guys just keep working hard."
"You!" The beautiful eyes of Hu Lei, Jiang Jie and Song Ping are spitting fire. I stay up late every day and work hard, but it's not enough?
"This guy!" Han Fei looked at Su Ze, who was more than ten points taller than him, and secretly sulked. He originally thought he could beat this guy with his scores, but what happened?