Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

"Don't be nervous, maybe it's not a bad thing." Teacher Zhao comforted him gently. Ding Yi almost drowned under her gentleness.

"Before you came, Wang Shu talked to me about your past."

Ding Yi was about to speak, but Teacher Zhao raised his hand to suppress him and continued, "Let's not talk about the past. In fact, from my point of view, considering your current age, your performance is still good. But there are some aspects that you need to remember."

Teacher Zhao paused, glanced at Ding Yi's crossed hands, and smiled knowingly.

"Your personality is probably the carefree type, so you don't notice a lot of details. In addition, your appearance is very aggressive and beautiful, which will limit your acting career."

"Wang Shu is very optimistic about you. As an old classmate, I have to give her a favor. From now on, you come to the Yueliangwan Art Examination Institute at 3 pm every day, directly to this performance room, and study for two hours for one to two months. I will develop a study plan based on your problems."

Ding Yi bowed and thanked him, then walked out of the building, still thinking about Teacher Zhao’s last words.

"You have a good temperament, but I hope you don't bring this temperament into your performance. Once you encounter a role that doesn't match your temperament, it will be very distracting."

Bai Kang also said that Ding Yi has a very unique temperament that has penetrated into his bones. To people with sharp eyes, they can recognize him at a glance.

"Oh!" Ding Yi sighed. She didn't want to do that either.

The next day, Ding Yi entered the performance room on time. Teacher Zhao followed him in and asked Ding Yi to face the mirror and made some more requests.

"Don't look in the mirror. Treat the mirror as a lens. Don't face the camera directly. If you want to be an actor, don't give people the feeling of being out of character at any time."

"Looking directly at someone is a big taboo in performance."

"Eyes, pay attention to the eyes. Acting is a form of expression of body language. There should be drama in the eyes, don't look dull. Remember, even if you are playing a dull character, her eyes can still be dramatic."

"Pay attention to the coordination of your body language. If you want to be a good actor, the lines are particularly important. I don't care about memorizing the lines. Today I will only teach you that when you say the lines, you have to coordinate them with your performance. In short, if you are integrated, the audience will not feel out of place."

"Some people don't memorize their lines and just read the numbers. That's not okay. Lines are part of the soul of a performance."

"..."

For forty-five days, or one and a half months, Teacher Zhao taught almost step by step, focusing on every detail.

"Okay, I don't have anything to teach you anymore. From now on, it depends on how you perform in actual combat."

Ding Yi learned a lot from her. Hearing that Teacher Zhao liked jade, she gave her an imperial green jade bracelet after the last day of teaching. Ding Yi took it out from the private treasury of an emperor in a certain world. It had been gathering dust in space, so he just gave it away this time.

Teacher Zhao had experienced many ups and downs over the years, and he could tell at a glance that the bracelet was of great value and didn't want to accept it. Ding Yi put it down, put on his feet, and quickly slipped away.

"Forget it. It's rare that a child is so thoughtful. I'll help her a little more in the future to show my appreciation for her kindness."

Teacher Zhao smiled and shook her head. She liked Ding Yi, a child who was humble, eager to learn, and quite smart. When Teacher Zhao looked at her, it was as if she was looking at a rising star.

On the first day of her apprenticeship, Sister Wang came to Ding Yi early in the evening with the script in her arms.

When I opened the door, I saw Ding Yi, neither standing nor sitting properly, curled up on the sofa eating junk food.

Sister Wang's eyes swept across the smooth face again and again, and she had to admit that some people are just so blessed.

At first, Wang Yazhi repeatedly reported to her sister: "Report to Auntie, your artist is eating and drinking too much again."

"Aunt, I only ate a little bit. Sister Rong ate a lot."

"Aunt, I'm fat, but Sister Rong isn't."

"Aunt, I have acne, but Sister Rong doesn't."

The tone became more and more resentful, and in the end he just gave up, what the hell,

Sometimes, Wang Yazhi would take the initiative to snatch Zhang Tingrong's food, under the pretext of sharing some of it with her.

In the end, she was the only one injured.

I was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, and swore to change next time.

Repeat the last operation next time.

Sister Wang sighed with self-pity, put down the script in her hand, pushed it in front of Ding Yi, sat down, snatched a spicy strip from Ding Yi's hand, sniffed it with disgust, took a small bite, and threw the rest into the trash can.

"Take a look, this is the script I stole from my boss."

Ding Yi's eyes lit up, he sat up straight, wiped his hands with a tissue, picked up a book and started reading.

Sister Wang looked at this person who was completely different from before, and whose every move seemed to be a performance. She couldn't help but sigh that old classmates were still good at teaching people. She also felt that Ding Yi was a rough diamond who was worth her wasting an important favor.

Ding Yi picked out a book and said, "This is it."

Sister Wang looked over and said, "It's Director Wu's crew. Have you decided which role?" She sighed that Ding Yi had good taste and picked the best one.

Ding Yi raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "How can someone like me choose roles?" Does Sister Wang have some mysterious identity? She can say such things casually, which is really amazing.

Sister Wang straightened her back and said proudly, "Don't you see who our boss is? Qu Xuan, the young master of the Qu family. If the boss wasn't here, how could Director Wu's script appear on his desk?"

Approaching Ding Yi, Sister Wang looked around like a thief, tricking Ding Yi so much that she really wanted to tell her that there were only two people in the room.

"I took this book from my boss's desk. I wanted to take a look at it, but when my boss found out, he gave it to me. I heard that Zhang Li wanted it, but my boss didn't give it to her. Haha!"

Sister Wang smiled sinisterly and complacently.

"Xiao Rong, come and choose two roles. Get ready in the next few days and go for an audition in six days. If one doesn't work out, try the other one. As long as it's not the main female lead or the second female lead, the boss can take care of the other roles."

Ding Yi tapped his fingers on a character name on the script. "Let's pick her. A female general who fought on the battlefield, a daughter who was given a mission in times of crisis, Xie Hongling."

"Her?" Sister Wang frowned. "This role is not easy to play. If you play well, the show will become popular. If you play badly, you will be ridiculed by everyone. Can you bear it?"

"I can handle it. It's just that there are more martial arts scenes. Didn't I tell Sister Wang that I know a little bit about martial arts?"

"Just your reckless... life-threatening fighting style?"

Zhang Tingrong joined Feixing Entertainment, and her boss was very optimistic about her. This caused an artist from the same company to target her. When they met, he said a few dirty words to her. Zhang Tingrong got angry and directly attacked her, grabbing her hair and hitting her private parts, and finally forced her to apologize.

Become famous in the company.

Qu Xuan, who was present at the time, joked: "The woman was weak at first, but she jumped up after hearing the words, and became extremely powerful, and she knew a little bit of boxing and kicking."