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However, Xiao Jingmo's acting career was not smooth sailing. While he was gradually recognized by the audience, some questioning voices quietly emerged like ghosts.

Those comments were like sharp knives. Some said his performance was too deliberate, as if he was deliberately imitating a classic character but had no soul of his own.

Some people say that he can only play extreme roles, as if without extreme emotional outbursts, he loses the direction of his performance.

These voices pierced his heart like needles. His once resolute heart began to waver, and he fell into deep self-doubt.

During those difficult days, Xiao Jingmo locked himself in the room, drew the curtains, and plunged the entire room into darkness.

He reviewed his own work over and over again. Those performances he had once been proud of were now full of flaws in his eyes. He tried to identify his shortcomings, but every attempt was like groping in the fog. He became increasingly lost, as if he were a lone boat lost in the vast ocean, unable to find a way forward.

When Zhao Qingyu learned about his situation, her heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by a big hand, and it hurt terribly.

She felt sorry for this man who had dedicated himself to his dream and didn't want to see him defeated by these doubts. So, she entered the space, which was filled with a mysterious aura, and various rare herbs swayed gracefully in the dim light. She searched in the corners of the space and finally found some ancient books on performing arts.

These ancient books seem to be treasures of time, covered with traces of the years. When you open the pages, you will find many performance techniques and methods recorded in them, which are the crystallization of the wisdom of ancient artists.

Zhao Qingyu came to Xiao Jingmo with these ancient books and said gently: "Jingmo, don't be discouraged, let's look at these together, maybe we can find a way to break through." Xiao Jingmo raised his haggard face, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

They sat side by side on the sofa, gently turning the pages of the ancient books between their fingers, as if telling those ancient stories.

From ancient books, they learned how ancient performance masters used delicate expressions and movements to express the inner world of the characters and how they integrated themselves with the characters.

With Zhao Qingyu's encouragement and company, Xiao Jingmo began to try to understand the role from different perspectives.

He no longer just pursued superficial resemblance, but like an explorer, he delved into the inner world of the character. He began to study psychology, and in those thick psychology books, he seemed to have opened a door to the mysteries of the human mind.

He tried to analyze the characters' behavior and motivations from a psychological perspective. Each character was like a complex puzzle, and he was trying to find the key to solve it.

After countless days and nights of research, Xiao Jingmo gradually found a new direction for his acting. He began to observe people's words and deeds in daily life and incorporate these subtle discoveries into his roles.

He would sit quietly in the park all day, observing the interactions between the elderly, children, and couples, drawing inspiration from their expressions and movements. He would also attend psychology lectures, discuss with experts, and constantly enrich his knowledge.

After a period of effort, the fog that shrouded his heart finally dissipated.

He seemed to have emerged from his cocoon as a butterfly, and his acting had made a qualitative leap. His performance became more natural, and every expression and every movement seemed to be a natural expression of the character itself, rather than a deliberate performance.

His performance became more and more popular, and the audience began to be deeply moved by the characters he portrayed and could truly feel the characters' joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

In this process, the relationship between Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu also became deeper. They experienced difficulties and setbacks together and grew up together in exploration.

They know that this feeling is as firm and beautiful as their pursuit of dreams.

As for Zhao Qingyu, it was entirely out of her deep love and persistent belief in Xiao Jingmo that she resolutely chose to open a new studio in the prosperous city where Xiao Jingmo lived.

When Xiao Jingmo heard the news, his heart, which had already been deeply touched by Zhao Qingyu, was now filled with ripples.

An indescribable emotion welled up in him, moving him—a mixture of profound emotion and overwhelming joy. It was as if the entire world had brightened, and all his worries and troubles vanished in that moment.