When the music ended, I didn't know who took the lead in applauding, and the whole audience burst into laughter.
"Ri, that's awesome!"
"Is this an art test? Are you sure it's not the National Center for the Performing Arts stage?"
"My dear, I'm actually competing with such a great god?"
"Sorry, I don't deserve it!"
"excuse me!"
Han Xuefei immediately wanted to stand up and applaud, but suddenly realized something, coughed a few times, and secretly looked at the people next to her.
fine,
It’s not just yourself who is embarrassed!
"Ahem, cough, everyone, be quiet." Lin Hongtong, worthy of being a veteran, came to his senses the quickest, patted the table and said, "This is the examination room!"
Seeing that everyone was quiet, he said to Su Ze: "Well, you are performing a mime?"
"It's just mime." Su Ze said with a smile: "I really like Master Chaplin's expressions. I have no problem imitating them. I can't imitate them well."
Everyone looked at each other. Is this bad imitation?
Come here and I promise I won’t beat you to death!
"Mime actually belongs to stage drama." Lin Hongtong explained seriously: "And it is one of the most profound skills."
"In the old black-and-white film era, actors had no voices and relied on their bodies to express their emotions. This is why Master Chaplin is called one of the greatest actors."
"Anything else?"
"This?" Su Ze was helpless. Since the teacher wanted to see it, he could only say: "I may need some props, such as a suitcase."
"Here!" Han Xuefei stood up and went out without saying a word. She quickly took a suitcase from the classroom next to her. Such props are everywhere.
Walking up to Su Ze, he took advantage of the moment when he handed the box and whispered: "Behave well!"
Su Ze was stunned, instinctively thanked him and quickly took it, put the box on the ground first, and then said: "Then I will perform a few basic moves."
Bend down, grab the handle of the suitcase with your right hand, and lift it up with all your strength?
Not moving at all!
Even if you grab it with both hands, it still won't move?
Take a deep breath, strengthen your legs, and use your hands...
Still not moving!
Lin Hongtong's eyes lit up, "Good boy, others are doing heavy lifting as if it's light, but you are doing light as if it's heavy!"
After several attempts, it didn't work. I couldn't help but scratch my head. Finally, I used one finger to lift it up.
Facing the examiner, he smiled and held it in his right hand, ready to move forward. Suddenly, something fixed the suitcase firmly in mid-air, making it impossible to move.
Su Ze didn't believe in evil. He exerted force several times, but the box didn't move in mid-air. Everyone was dumbfounded.
Extraordinary! Superpowers were revealed in the Chinese drama examination room!
Then he started to circle around the box, and the box in the air would not move no matter what.
Then I started pushing in various ways, but still didn't move.
The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and everyone was stunned!
"How long have you been practicing mime?" After the performance, before Lin Hongtong could speak, the older examiner couldn't help but said: "It's really exciting."
"Five or six years ago." Su Ze calculated the system time and said with a smile, "I just like to practice and have fun."
"What a wonderful performance." Lin Hongtong took the lead in applauding and said loudly: "This is one of the most wonderful art exam performances I have ever seen."
"But?" Lin Hongtong then said seriously: "Mime is mime, and performance is performance after all, not to mention that we are now at the art examination site."
Su Ze was stunned and looked at the old man carefully. He seemed to have never offended him before, right?
"Well, let me give you a question on the spot. How about knocking on the door three times?" Lin Hongtong stood up and faced the other candidates and said: "Not only Su Ze, you may also be improvised on the spot later, do you understand?"
"Do you need to prepare?"
Su Ze took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and said seriously: "Please give me a question."
The other four examiners looked at each other, what happened to the department chair today?
Anyone else would have thought that Director Lin of Tangtang Chinese Theater Performance Department disliked Su Ze?
What kind of improvisation?
Obviously just making things difficult!
But as a Chinese opera instructor, I know very well that this is by no means a deliberate attempt to make things difficult, but rather a sign of appreciation.
Han Xuefei is now 100% sure that no matter how Su Ze performs on the spot, it is certain that he will be admitted to the Chinese drama.
The rest is just a matter of professional ranking. If you can get into the eyes of the department director?
Be good!
"The first time I knock on the door is to face my girlfriend who has broken up with me. You come to the door to ask for reconciliation. Let's get started!"
Without saying anything, Su Ze quickly walked to the door in a few steps. He raised his right hand sharply. Just as he was about to knock on the door, it suddenly stopped in mid-air?
He slowly lowered his hand and took a few steps back. His face was tangled, as if he was hesitating?
He suddenly made up his mind and came to the door again. He clenched his left hand tightly and raised his right hand high for the second time.
Thinking of something again, he clenched his raised right hand a little bit. He became anxious and kept walking back and forth at the door.
Lin Hongtong squinted his eyes and carefully observed Su Ze's every move, especially the various details. To be fair, the so-called three knocks on the door is a compulsory course for the sophomore year of Chinese Opera, and it is known as a reserved item.
It is a very difficult performance project that not only tests the actor's ability to adapt to changes on the spot, but also requires that all actions must be logical.
Su Ze paused, his brows stretched, and the corners of his mouth gradually relaxed. He seemed to have figured something out, and seemed to have let go of something. Finally, he made up his mind and started knocking on the door.
"Okay, knock on the door for the second time." Lin Hongtong didn't waste any time and said directly: "Go home drunk."
Su Ze did not hesitate, turned around and came back on stage, opened his collar, rolled up his sleeves, messed up his hair, put his right hand on the wall, and staggered upstairs while carrying something in his left hand.
I took a sip as I walked, muttered something in my mouth, and almost fell down several times. Finally I came to the door and started to touch for the key.
The right hand first touched the right trouser pocket, but the result was empty, and then directly touched the left trouser pocket?
"Okay!" The five examiners secretly praised this detailed design. They would rather touch their left trouser pocket with their right hand than put down the bottle of wine in their left hand?
Suddenly I touched the key, smiled and burped, and opened the door with trembling hands, once... twice... three times...
Can't even insert the key!
He became so angry that he threw the key away and started to smash the door with his right hand. While doing so, he yelled: "Mom! Mom!"