Unconventional screenwriter

When Taeyeon returned to the dormitory, it was already past midnight.

As soon as she entered the door, Taeyeon saw a white mobile phone light in the living room and a person on the sofa.

The cold sweat came out from behind instantly, the hairs stood up straight, and the heart pounded like a drum.

With her brain running fast, Taeyeon was thinking-how should she quibble at this time?

Said that he was sleepwalking and then slipped out carefully, only to woke up after slipping outside, and finally slipped back by himself.

No, this doesn't sound very reliable.

Simply say that she can't sleep in bed, because the team is so exhausted and hard to sleep at night, and the quiet of the night is a time especially suitable for thinking and washing the soul, so she went out and walked in the corridor.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Sika immediately moved her gaze away from the phone, turned her head and looked towards the door, and she couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief when she saw that it was Taeyeon.

Standing up, Sika walked quickly in the direction of Taeyeon, and carefully looked at Taeyeon up and down while walking.

Seeing her neatly dressed and spirited...the ruddy appearance of An Ran was a little grateful, and the big rock hanging in her heart instantly fell to the ground.

The corners of Sika's mouth rose slightly, but her tone was somewhat rude.

"Why come back so late? I'm so sleepy waiting for you."

Not angry, Taeyeon was a little unbelievable: "Are you waiting for me?"

Angrily glanced at Taeyeon, Sika said: "Or? It's so late, I don't sleep, I sit in the living room and play with my mobile phone in a leisurely way?"

Just like the warm dumplings in my stomach, Taeyeon felt that her heart was warm, even hot.

Taking a step forward, Taeyeon solemnly placed her hands on Sika's shoulders, looking directly at Sika's soft and lazy eyes, expressing her gratitude to her and the most true thoughts in her heart.

"Sika, you are really a good person."

The beautiful girl's face instantly became a little cold, and she pushed away the extra pair of thieves' paws on her shoulders and gave Taeyeon a pair of charming eyes. Sika put her hands in her trouser pockets, and walked along the sloppy captain. Go back to the house and sleep.

Not much to say, the Bingshan woman Gao glamorously said a routine goodnight.

Not at all annoyed, Taeyeon chuckled and followed Sika's steps, and touched Sika's shoulder vigorously to show that their brothers are good.

"Sika, good night."

It's just that Sika, who was already sleepy and feeble, leaned his body under such enthusiasm and stuck it directly on the wall.

The lazy eyes, narrowed like a fox, opened in an instant, and the cold light flickered, like a Persian cat with exploded fur, it needs to be bitten by the culprit.

Upon seeing this, Taeyeon, who was still grinning, couldn't laugh at all, and was even frightened.

Looking at the bedroom door not far in front, she rushed in with a sharp spirit. It seemed that she was a little worried that the cat with blown hair would come in to seek revenge, and Taeyeon immediately locked the door.

Sika looked at Taeyeon, who was escaping faster than the rabbit, laughed angrily, stood up straight, glared at the door of Taeyeon's room, and then went back to the room to sleep.

And Taeyeon behind the door froze in place, some did not dare to move, and seemed to be thinking about Sika's coping strategies after breaking in.

Fortunately, there was a very light closing sound outside the door, and Taeyeon went to bed tremblingly.

The next night, Taeyeon found an opportunity to pass the letter to Yoori.

The reason is very good. When she went back to the dormitory, she ran into the screenwriter Jin Nim downstairs. Please tell you why the audition failed.

She actually wanted to give Yoori your contact information, but the screenwriter Nim Kim is not very big but very cold. She specially asked her to wait downstairs, and he wrote a letter at home. Handed it to her downstairs.

Therefore, she does not have the contact information and home address of Kim screenwriter Nim.

After receiving the letter, Yuri went into his room and looked at it. The door was locked and no one was allowed to enter or look at it.

Taeyeon and the others are a little curious, but when they think of screenwriter Kim's letter, there must be a deep analysis of Yoo Lee, and these deep analysis may not sound very good.

In order to prevent Yoori's face from turning into a monkey ass under their watch, and then chasing them to kill all around, although their hearts are like a cat's claw, they all gave up asking questions one by one.

Seeing the neatness and neatness of his hands, with almost no changes in the handwriting, Yuri lowered his head and said nothing, his expression was a little soft in the calm, and grateful light gleamed in his clear eyes like moonlight.

After that day, Youli wanted to find the screenwriter Kim to say thank you in person, but he never met him every time he went out and came back.

Cheng Ze also fell into a crazy learning mode, leaving early and returning late has become his truest portrayal.

He must be able to perform qualified or even excellent performances when he is officially filming his own scenes, because this is an opportunity he actively strives for, and he cannot have any slack or failure.

This is his self-esteem.

Early in the morning, at six o'clock.

Li Huiying looked at Kim Sung-taek who arrived in the practice room ten minutes earlier, without any expression on her face.

"Since it's here, let's start doing morning exercises. Let's practice breathing first."

Cheng Ze nodded and responded: "Inside."

Li Huiying placed her hands on the lower part of Cheng Ze's ribs, and as Cheng Ze breathed in and out, feeling the ups and downs of his ribs and abdominal cavity, she was judging whether Cheng Ze's breathing method was in accordance with the performance standards.

After a few rounds, Li Huiying still didn't take his hand back, Li Huiying said to Cheng Ze lightly.

"The breathing is correct. Now, in this way of breathing, read the monologue of King Lear to the sky in the storm in "King Lear" and read it out completely. The emotions must be full, and the stress, pause, and intonation must not be forgotten. ."

"Inside."

Not in a hurry to recite immediately, Cheng Ze slowly inhales and exhales in accordance with Professor Li Huiying's breathing rhythm, while also constantly brewing his own emotions.

Just like what Li Huiying said to him, as a beginner in acting, the best way to perform is to fully integrate yourself into the role.We must not only grasp the character of the character, but also integrate into our own character.

If he were King Lear, in what mood and state would he say such a passage?

He was originally a supreme king, but when he handed over the authority and willingly to his daughter who spoke sweetly to him.

He seemed to be of no value to his two daughters.In some harsh words, he was driven out of his kingdom by his daughter like a bereaved dog.

His mood at the moment is very complicated.

On the one hand, it is furious, furious at the filial piety and deception of his two biological daughters.

On the other hand, he is at a loss, at a loss as to where he will go when his power and identity are deprived.

At this time, his character is extremely irritable, so that in the rainstorm he called out the power of nature to punish his unfilial daughter. After losing his power and identity, he looked forward to another supreme power to help him destroy those who hurt and abandon him. .

Cheng Ze mobilized all his senses at the moment he opened his mouth.

Get angry, King Lear!

"Blow it, the wind! Blow your cheeks and blow it fiercely!...Smash the model of creation, don't let an ungrateful human seed be left in the world!"

...

After the recitation, Cheng Ze's chest was violently ups and downs, his face flushed, and there was even a slight burning sensation in the lungs.

Withdrawing her hand, Li Huiying's indifferent eyes flowed with unknown admiration, and she said calmly.

"Basically, there is no mistake in breathing. It seems that you can master it well, but your breath is not very sufficient. It is far from good to say that it is difficult to breathe and unsustainable with such a monologue. Also, yours Stress, pauses, and intonation are not particularly appropriate, and there is still a lot of room for improvement."

"Teacher Li Huiying, I will continue to practice this later."

"These things really require long-term practice to reach the level of proficiency." Li Huiying nodded slightly, seeming to agree with Cheng Ze's approach.

The voice turned.

"Well, let's put aside the vocal music and lines. Let's practice the body now."

When Li Huiying talked about physical training, Cheng Ze's already white face turned pale.

"Practice the splits first." Li Huiying said faintly, as if she didn't see the fearful look of the big boy.

Spreading his legs apart, holding on to the horizontal smooth iron rod, Cheng Ze worked hard to spread his legs, feeling the tingling sensation of the inner thigh muscles, and he couldn't help taking a few breaths.

Li Huiying stepped forward to support Cheng Ze's shoulders, instead of pressing down hard, instead, he held him and pressed down very slowly.

At the same time, he observed Cheng Ze's face and stopped his hands when he was almost sweating.

After the body training, Cheng Ze only felt that his legs and waist really belonged to him, otherwise where did the hot tingling sensation come from.

"I taught you some basic things a few days ago. You have a good grasp of it, but it is far from enough. You still need to practice repeatedly, you know?"

Cheng Ze got up from the ground, stood up straight, and nodded vigorously.

Li Huiying nodded, a faint smile appeared on her face.

Just before Cheng Ze could see clearly, he disappeared immediately, as if it was an illusion.

"You said you will be in the filming group in one month, right."

"Within, I will be filming my part in one month."

"Okay, then this month, I will teach you to do only two things. The first thing is to teach you basic courses. I will teach you the basic skills of vocal music, lines, and body, but you are up to you to master the basic skills. Thing."

"The second thing is that within a month, you will definitely be able to perform well without entering the group, so a trick is to practice directly on the spot."

"Inner, I will learn well." Cheng Ze responded solemnly.

Not all mechanics but learn well.