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Hou Changrong belonged to the Yang Opera Troupe, specializing in niche students, with a handsome and handsome appearance, probably the most handsome man in the Red Chamber.

When Wang Fulin saw the photo, he considered him as a candidate for Jia Baoyu, but when he saw the real person, he was 1.8 meters tall, which was too tall.

If it's a normal movie, it's okay for the hero to be high, but this is "Dream of Red Mansions". Baoyu is very young, and he is an aristocrat who rolls around in a pile of makeup. If he is too tall, he will give people a sense of incongruity.

Wang Fulin was no other director, but a tall, skinny man with dirty braids as Baoyu. Then pair it with a lace-lined, over-nourished fat hairtail...

This is to apologize to the people of the whole country!

As for Sun Shiwan, oh no, what about Wu Xiaodong, he was born in a drama, he is in his twenties, and he is also very traditionally handsome. He first came here for Jia Lian, but he didn't succeed in acting. In addition to playing a role in the play, he also served as the scene recorder and executive director.

The two roommates are relatively older and have more mature personalities, Xu Fei needless to say, so they get along pretty well.

Look, this house is full of beautiful men!

...

"Cabbage, another cabbage."

"The cabbage I ate yesterday, the cabbage I ate this morning, I heard it was still cabbage at night."

"I don't like cabbage."

In the cafeteria at noon, Chen Xiaoxu poked at the lunch box, sighed, and stuffed it into his mouth resignedly.

Hu Zehong also reluctantly swallowed, and muttered: "The director told us to eat less to maintain our weight. Who can eat more of this food?"

Perhaps because of the high compatibility index, the two have become good friends, one speaks harshly and the other speaks aggressively, and they have already quarreled countless times during this meal. Dongfang Wenying was still a stranger, and basically played with Li Yaozong.

Xu Fei mixed the cabbage soup into the rice to make it taste better, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I asked my dad to buy a rice cooker, and his friend brought it to me, and it will arrive in a few days."

"Rice cooker?"

Chen Xiaoxu's eyes were shining, "But can you cook?"

"It's okay to nest eggs and cook noodles. Hey, I'm good at the craft. If you have a chance, you can try it."

"Then you must try it!" Hu Zehong was full of hope.

"I'll cook the noodles, you just need to clean the pot..."

As Xu Fei was talking, he suddenly felt that the conversation around him was much quieter. When he raised his eyes, he saw that tall girl walking in, with a pair of gorgeous red phoenix eyes.

Everyone in the cafeteria, including the chef and the aunt, was staring at him. There was no way, his appearance was too special.

She looked at the food and was obviously dissatisfied, but she also filled a lunch box and ate alone. This girl is like the most beautiful female classmate in my class when I was a child. No one dares to speak, and of course I don't care.

Her name is Le Yun.

"Hey, I heard that she plays Wang Xifeng..."

Hu Zehong lowered her volume and said nervously, "It's not a candidate, it's Wang Xifeng."

"I can't, didn't the director say to screen the video?" Chen Xiaoxu doubted.

"Sieve is sieve, but if she wants to play Sister Feng, who can compare to her?" Hu Zehong envied.

"Too."

Xu Fei glanced at the girl sitting on the other side, a certain dark-skinned, short, and completely inconspicuous girl. At this stage, Le Yun is like a mountain, pressing on everyone who aspires to play Sister Feng.

"Sketches in the afternoon, do you have any roles yet?" Wei Weidou asked again.

"I choose Jia Yun temporarily."

"You don't want to play Jia Baoyu?" the other party was surprised.

"I can't act even if I want to. I'm too tall. What about you, want to try Lin Daiyu?"

"Yes, who wouldn't want to try Daiyu?"

"Heh, then you can become rivals!"

oh?

Chen Xiaoxu and Hu Zehong looked at each other, looking down on each other, "Which paragraph do you arrange?"

"Funeral flowers."

"I'm also a funeral flower."

"puff……"

Xu Fei twitched the corner of his mouth and said nothing, just bury him.

The three of them ate in a hurry, and then ran to the Old Summer Palace, where everyone was also there. The first day I came here, except for my roommates who could speak a few words, I was too shy to socialize. They scattered around in twos and threes, and I started messing around with myself.

Li Jie, Li Ting and other teachers were already crowded with people, so they found a relatively quiet hillside.

The meeting hasn't given the script yet, and everyone sent out a set of "Dream of Red Mansions". Holding the book, Xu Fei sat on the boulder and asked, "Which funeral do you want to perform?"

"Of course it's the burial flowers of Zan Hua Yin." Chen Xiaoxu said.

"Then how do you want to act?"

"I……"

The two girls poked in a daze, completely clueless. Because when Lin Daiyu is mentioned, the first thing that comes to mind must be funeral flowers, but when it comes to how to act, the two without any experience in film and television performances are simply idiots.

I knew it!

Xu Fei shook his head, and said to save: "If you want to arrange a paragraph, you must connect the context, understand the meaning thoroughly, and figure out the character's psychology.

Before Daiyu buried the flowers, many things happened. First, Baoyu was open-minded and played with the dirty words in "The West Chamber". But before the two reconciled, Baoyu was taken by Xue Pan under the name of Jia Zheng.

Daiyu was worried, so she went to Yihong Courtyard to look for it. Just in time, Qingwen lost her temper and refused to open the door. Just as Daiyu was about to leave, she suddenly heard Baochai's voice from inside. You see how the original text is written, "The more angry I get, the more I think of getting up early, it must be Baoyu who annoyed me." But if you don't ask me to come in today, don't you mean we won't meet tomorrow? '

There are many emotions mixed in her, including anger with Baoyu, misunderstanding of Baoyu, and grievances about her poor background and lack of parental support... These emotions came together and broke out at the last moment.

After Cao Xueqin wrote about Daiyu, he first used a large paragraph of words to describe Baoyu and Xue Pan, and then Baochai fluttered the butterflies, and during the Grain of Grass festival, the sisters were all together, but Daiyu was not seen.

Baoyu went to look for it, "Listen to the sound of sobbing over there", "Once the spring is over, the beauty will grow old, and the flower will fall, and the person will die." Until now, the song "Burning Flowers" was introduced.

Therefore, your interpretation should not be superficial, and you must perform this foreshadowing and artistic conception.

That kind of twists and turns, emotional outbursts, looking up to see the remnants of flowers and graves, Zong Daiyu, such a peerless person, will never be found in the future, I would rather be heartbroken than heartbroken! "

"..."

"..."

The atmosphere is exceptionally quiet.

Chen Xiaoxu looked at this person with a pair of wonderful eyes, and saw the book spread on his lap, but he didn't read a word, just sat on the rock, talking eloquently and lavishly. Surprised at first, then puzzled, there will only be eye waves flowing, splendor again and again.

Hu Zehong was even more straightforward, shouting: "You, how do you know so much? Have you ever studied acting before? It feels better than the teachers of our theater troupe!"

"I haven't learned it, I just read some miscellaneous books and understood it myself."

"I've seen it too, why can't I understand it?"

"The IQ gap."

Xu Fei pointed to his head, regained his ruffian look, and asked with a smile, "How about it, are you still playing funeral flowers?"

"Can't act, can't act." Weird Dou hurriedly said.

"Hmph!" Chen Xiaoxu sneered.

That's right! Burying flowers seems simple, but digging a hole and burying the soil alone, crying and crying, is the most difficult thing. In the words of later generations, this is called inner drama, and it is still the most important inner drama.

Come up and challenge this, just play around!

Xu Fei has never studied acting, but he is extremely interested in it. He has read many professional books, including TV variety shows. The media company he works for has also cast and filmed works, and he often visits the set and has seen the operation of the crew with his own eyes.

He has seen those old actors memorize their lines meticulously, full of energy, impassioned, live radio... He has also seen hot chicken traffic chattering, a substitute cutting out pictures, and saying 1234 to the camera...

The plot of "Dream of Red Mansions" has long been memorized, and he may not be able to act it if he actually acts it, but no one is afraid of his skills on paper.

"At your stage, it is most important to find the feeling of the character. Substitute yourself into Lin Daiyu, how she walks, how she talks, how she moves, these feelings must be grasped, and then consider the issue of artistic processing.

So try not to look for single-person, more inner passages, find some daily ones, laugh and chat to relieve boredom, and slowly improve. "

"Everyday..."

Chen Xiaoxu is also familiar with the original work, and knows a little better than Hu Zehong. After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I will arrange this section, chapter thirty-fifth."

"Thirty-five times?"

Hu Zehong quickly flipped through the book, but it was written that Baoyu was beaten, Daiyu came back from a visit, and had a few conversations with Zijuan. There are three characters: Daiyu, Zijuan, and the parrot.

"Haha, the three of us are just right, Xu Fei, you will play the parrot, and we will take turns trying."

"I don't."

Chen Xiaoxu paused, but still insisted: "I don't want to play Zijuan for you, I only try Daiyu's play."

Hey!

This was what bothered Hu Zehong the most, and she immediately started arguing again. Xu Fei had a headache and hurriedly said, "Okay, okay, I'll find another one for you."

He stood on the rock and looked around, seeing that everyone was real or not, and those who knew it or not, had already lined up. There are only a few exceptions, one is Le Yun, one is Hei Xiaozi, and the other is holding a book, a little dazed, a little confused, not knowing what to do.

"Hello!"

Xu Fei waved and shouted at her, "Zhang Li!"

(Chapter 15 is here again ︿(￣︶￣)︿)