Lin Xiwen's expression eased a little, but Hou Xiling took a piece of tissue from the tissue box in front of him, stood up and handed it to Jiang Se: "Miss Doukou, are you okay?"
This was totally different from the plot. Lin Xiwen had also read the script carefully, and at that moment he looked at Hou Xiling with some surprise.
Jiang Se took the tissue calmly. Lin Xiwen noticed that she held the tissue like a handkerchief, pinched it between her fingertips, and gently pressed her eyes.
This little action obviously made Lin Xiwen look at her differently, and Hou Xiling smiled.
"It's just that the opera was performed so well."
When she spoke, she did not look at Hou Xiling. Instead, she continued to stare in the direction ahead, as if she did not like anyone disturbing her peace and quiet, and stubbornly kept a distance from others.
Doukou's loss of composure seemed to last only a moment. She quickly restrained her outward emotions and pulled her shawl lazily.
Jiang Se is still young, but when she does this action, Lin Xiwen can see her small and round shoulders wrapped in the cheongsam, and when the shawl is pulled, one can vaguely glimpse a corner of her shoulders.
She quickly wrapped the shawl around her again, but the temptation was only casual.
He quickly changed his previous opinion of Jiang Se. The charm she displayed at that moment was even more seductive than Ye Yingfei's outward sexiness.
The dark blue cheongsam set off her snow-white skin. She leaned on the armrest of the chair, looking as beautiful as an exquisite painting.
She is different from the fallen 'young girl' that Lin Xiwen initially identified. Lin Xiwen had previously thought that this role was more like one prepared for Ye Yingfei, but now it seems that a person with a clean temperament who inadvertently reveals temptation is more eye-catching than a person who flirts all the time.
Once Lin Xiwen changed her mindset, when she looked at Jiang Se again, she no longer always preconceived that Jiang Se was not suitable for this role as before.
He flipped through the information in his hand. Jiang Se was still a freshman in college and was still young, but the paradox was that her temperament was not that of a young and frivolous girl. Instead, she seemed mature after having experienced some things.
It seemed that the play on the stage had ended. She was still holding the "handkerchief" handed to her by others in her hand, and sighed softly.
She stood up, as if the time for indulgence had passed. She slowly pulled at the wrinkles on her skirt and carefully stroked the hem. Her movements were neither hurried nor slow, but during this process, her expression gradually changed.
Although her eyes were still red, her expression seemed determined and her back slowly straightened. She changed from the girl immersed in memories to the young girl who had gone through hardships and followed An Jiuyu.
She walked towards the door she had come in from before. This time, unlike the light footsteps when she came in, her footsteps when she left seemed much heavier.
Jiang Se stepped harder intentionally, and her high heels made a 'dong dong' sound, and every step seemed to hit her heart.
When she walked to the door, Lin Xiwen nodded with a look of satisfaction on her face:
"good."
To be honest, Jiang Se's acting skills still need some room for improvement, but she has cleverly grasped two points.
One is the elegance of a young girl, and the other is her determination when she was about to leave after listening to the opera.
Especially after listening to the opera, when she stood up, she used the movements of stroking the corners of her clothes and pulling her shawl to show Doukou's inner struggle about leaving the Tianqiao Street Opera House, leaving the former "atmosphere" and the day of March 7th.
Her facial expressions also change very well, and the transition between a slightly sad look and a determined expression is very natural.
The most important thing is that when she left, Jiang Se deliberately made her footsteps heavier than before, making a dull sound, which formed a sharp contrast with her determined expression and straight back.
This is very important. It’s not that her performance was good. What Lin Xiwen meant by important is that she understood the feeling that Hou Xiling wanted to express and tried her best to express it.
When Doukou left, she was reluctant deep down.
She was like a girl immersed in a dream. She regarded the Liyuan on Tianqiao Street as her dream home where her family members had not yet died at the hands of the invaders on March 7.
She knew clearly that it was fake, but she couldn't help but linger on it. She knew what kind of harm she would suffer in the future and how she would end up in prostitution.
Because of these psychological changes, her steps seemed a little hesitant when she left here. It was a subconscious resistance in her heart, but at the same time she understood everything she was facing, so she was like a determined warrior. After a brief relaxation, she was ready to face the current situation.
Doukou is contradictory, and Jiang Se grasped this point very well, so after watching her performance, Hou Xiling smiled.
Assistant Li had previously said that Jiang Se liked his work, but in fact Hou Xiling had some doubts about this.
His works explore human nature rather than love, and are not suitable for the tastes of today's young people. He thinks Jiang Se mentioned him probably more in order to get the role of "Doukou" in the play to increase his favor for her.
But it seems that Jiang Se has a deep understanding of the characters in his works and understands the feelings he wants to express. This should be something he can only appreciate after truly reading his own scripts and pondering them in depth.
"Thank you, Director Lin."
Jiang Se turned back and bowed to Lin Xiwen first, then saluted to Hou Xiling:
"Teacher Hou, thank you for the tissue just now."
Hou Xiling waved his hand and asked with a smile:
"The little girl is very good."
He is old, with gray hair and a thin figure. He wears reading glasses and an old-fashioned Tang suit. His appearance cannot conceal his elegant scholarly demeanor and friendly expression.
This was not the first time Jiang Se had seen him up close. Compared with six or seven years ago, Hou Xiling was in good spirits, but time was unforgiving, and he had changed somewhat from the old man she remembered who went to the First University to give a speech.
She shook hands with Hou Xiling, and the staff brought over the chair she had previously sat on as a prop, and she sat down on the side of the chair.
“It’s not good enough yet. I hope to have the opportunity to learn from Teacher Hou and Director Lin in the future.”
Lin Xiwen had obviously heard too many such polite words, so he just smiled and didn't say anything.
Hou Xiling, on the other hand, had a good impression of Jiang Se because she had figured out what he wanted to express when she played Doukou leaving the opera house. After hearing this, she said:
"I heard from Xiao Li that you are a student of the First Academy?"
"Yes, I'm a freshman this year." When Jiang Se heard this, he knew the highlight was coming. (To be continued)