After hearing Chen Minhao's question, the other four candidates first exclaimed in unison, and then breathed a sigh of relief. If the difficulty of the questions in the carton is normally distributed, then it is obvious that the difficulty of the questions Chen Minhao drew should be in the top 1%.
The four candidates naively thought: If Chen Minhao takes away such a difficult question, maybe there will only be simple questions left when it is their turn.
Chen Minhao took a deep breath with a normal expression and nodded to the three examiners.
Examiner Chen Jiaqiang glanced at Chen Minhao and asked, "Do you need me to read the question again?"
Chen Minhao shook his head and said, "No need."
After Chen Jiaqiang threw the test questions into the trash can, he said: "Okay, you have 5 minutes to prepare. Of course, if you have prepared in advance, you can also tell us."
The female examiner Sun Feiyan sitting next to her was sweating for Chen Minhao. Although she herself has long passed the age of chasing stars, when she watched "Bing Dilian" some time ago, when she saw Xiao Wangshu being stabbed into the heart and lungs by his senior brother's sword, she actually cried in sympathy. Therefore, when she saw Chen Minhao arranged in her examination room to take the exam, she was a little happy, but she did not expect that Chen Minhao would get such a question.
Chen Minhao also knew that his luck might be a bit bad - the questions he got were not easy to take. But he knew better that it was useless to worry about the difficulty of the problem now. He took a few deep breaths to clear his mind of distracting thoughts and devote himself to the role.
Chen Minhao recalled the migrant workers he had observed, and imagined that he was a migrant worker, working under the scorching sun on a hot summer day, putting a towel around his neck and wiping sweat from time to time. In the winter, I braved the cold wind and my hands were cracked by the cold, but I was still working. As a result, the boss didn't give him a penny all year round. He wanted to kill him and returned home with anger and shame...
The entire classroom was silent. Chen Minhao stood there blankly for two or three minutes without any movement. There is no preparation for lines, no brewing of emotions, just standing on the ground motionless. Several other candidates felt that Chen Minhao was confused.
Examiner Chen Jiaqiang also paid attention to Chen Minhao. If he got a slightly difficult question and was confused and at a loss, then there would be a big gap between the situation mentioned by Chen Minhao and his old friend.
After three minutes, Chen Minhao opened his eyes, took off his coat neatly, and said to the three examiners: "Teacher, I am ready."
Chen Jiaqiang threw the pen he had been playing with on the table and said, "Start!" Then he leaned forward and stared at Chen Minhao motionlessly.
Chen Minhao turned around first, facing away from the examiners.
Then, when he turned around, his eyes were broken, and he growled angrily: "What?" Then his eyes turned red, and he said with guilt and loss: "I am so useless, I am a waste. "
Chen Minhao used a technique without physical performance to squat and smoke two cigarettes. During these two cigarettes, Chen Minhao's eyes changed, from guilt to hatred.
When Sun Feiyan saw Chen Minhao's hateful eyes, she instantly felt that the air in the warm heating room suddenly dropped several degrees.
Chen Minhao stood up, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, lowered his head, twisted his feet hard, stamped out the cigarette butt, and when he raised his head again, there was only determination in his eyes.
The three examiners immediately understood that he was planning to give up his own life to get his salary back.
Chen Minhao stood in the middle of the classroom and froze for a few seconds, then bowed and said in a low voice: "Teachers, my performance is over."
Sun Feiyan showed a satisfied smile at the side and nodded slightly, thinking that she was indeed the newcomer she had chosen.
Without saying a word, Chen Jiaqiang picked up the pen and began to write down on the paper. Chen Minhao was very curious about what he was writing and subconsciously wanted to take two steps forward. But on second thought, he wrote so freely and unrestrainedly that I might not be able to understand what his ghost-drawing talisman was writing. And even if you can understand it, if you read it yourself, your points will be greatly reduced.
Examiner Chen Jiaqiang raised his head and asked: "Have you ever played the role of a famous farmer?"
Chen Minhao shook his head: "No, this is the first time I have been exposed to such a role."
Chen Jiaqiang stared at Chen Minhao with squinted eyes. He looks very young indeed. I didn’t expect that in his performance, although there are slight flaws in the processing of some movements, his body language can indeed capture the essence of the famous farmer, and his skill of conveying emotions with his eyes has been used so well. Skilled.
Even at Beijing Film Academy, teachers can only teach some "technical" things. The skill of conveying emotions through eyes, something close to "Tao", can really only be understood by oneself.
Examiner Chen Jiaqiang suddenly felt sympathy for the actors who were similar in age to Chen Minhao. Every year when filming starts in China, there are only a handful of crews with reliable scripts and reliable directors. The competition is so fierce, but they have an opponent with both good looks and acting skills.
Chen Jiaqiang's eyes, which had always been deep, finally showed some amusement, and he said: "Can you act like an arrogant, arrogant but also truly talented young man for me to watch?"
Female examiner Sun Feiyan immediately frowned and said: "Mr. Chen, although you are the examiner, this requirement is illegal. Each candidate's performance questions can only be drawn from the carton, and each candidate can only perform once. Chance."
Sun Feiyan guessed without hesitation that Chen Jiaqiang wanted to test the ceiling of Chen Minhao's acting skills. Although she was also curious. But Chen Minhao just played a famous peasant worker, and now it would be even more difficult to play the role of a young master. And once the performance fails, it will definitely affect Chen Jiaqiang's perception of Chen Minhao, and thus affect the rating.
Examiner Chen Jiaqiang smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let's move on to the next person."
… …
Chen Minhao walked out of the examination room and as soon as he got in the car, he smelled a strong smell of smoke. Chen Qiang doesn't smoke, which means Kang Hui smoked a lot all morning.
Kang Hui first handed Chen Minhao a bottle of water and asked him to take a few sips before saying, "You gave good answers to several reporters in the examination room. By the way, how did you do in the exam? What content did you take? ?”
Chen Minhao shook his head and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Kang, I haven't stepped out of the role yet, and I need to slow down."
Kang Hui shook his head. It was not that she had never seen an actor who was accepted into a role, but she had never seen an actor who could be accepted into a role after just a few minutes of assessment.
About thirty minutes later, Chen Minhao suddenly spoke and said, "Sister Kang, I think I performed very well."
Kang Hui narrowed his eyes and looked at him, and said rudely: "If you use your current self-confidence, not only Wu Xiaoshuang can go to heaven, but Wu Xiaoshuang, myself, and Chen Qiang can go to heaven together."
(End of chapter)