818 The actor who was raised by my milk

When entering the door, Chi Ming almost didn't recognize Professor Zhou as Professor Zhou.

The last time we met, Professor Zhou was a middle-aged man with a haggard face and disheveled clothes, but this time he was wearing a retro-style casual suit, a pair of monocles on a high nose bridge, neatly trimmed hair, cuff buttons and collar clip cologne There is nothing missing, and there is an unlit cigar between the index finger and ring finger of his right hand. With this outfit, even if he cuts off half of it, he can directly pull it out to the dinner party.

Chi Ming: "Hello, Professor Zhou."

"Hello." Professor Zhou nodded slightly to the two of them, turned sideways at a 45-degree angle, and made a gesture of invitation with his right hand.

Chi Ming noticed that not only was Professor Zhou's clothing image different from last time, but his eyes, tone of voice and body language were also different.

Today's Professor Zhou speaks in a straight voice, without any accent, and his speech speed is slower than last time, with an obvious sense of solemnity, and his eyes are more gentle and refined, but there is a sense of distance that is unattainable.

All in all, except for the same face, no matter how you look at it, they are not the same person.

This class was in the afternoon. After entering the room, Professor Zhou first invited Chi Ming and the two to have afternoon tea in the backyard garden. During the class, they only chatted casually about the weather. Most of Chi Ming's attention was devoted to observing Professor Zhou. Come to a conclusion quickly, Professor Zhou with this style of painting is the real one, and the last time it was really a dented image to test them.

This is the second time for him to have a class with Professor Zhou. Of course, he doesn't know it yet. In the future, every time he sees Professor Zhou, he has to re-observe it, because every time he meets Professor Zhou, it will be a brand new Zhou. professor.

When he was not familiar with him, when Chi Ming introduced Professor Zhou to others, he would say that he is a great artist who regards acting as his life. He is always trying to figure out the image of characters, and has a unique and profound understanding of different types of characters.

But after getting acquainted with him, his thoughts became much more straightforward—Professor Zhou is a senior otaku who loves cosplay.

Of course, it takes time to get familiar with him. Chi Ming is still Professor Zhou's fanboy. When facing Professor Zhou, he would like to use his eyes as a camera to record his words and deeds frame by frame.

After drinking a cup of black tea, Professor Zhou took out the notebook and pen from the drawer of the tea table and began to write something in the notebook.

His writing posture is very correct, but not rigid, only the sound of the nib rubbing against the paper is heard for a moment.

A few minutes later, Professor Zhou capped the pen, calmly took out a walnut paper cutter, cut out the written page, put it on the table with a notebook, put away the pen, and held the notebook with one index finger. Push it to the center of the tea table.

"Here is a list of books. You two can take the time to read the above books. If you have any opinions or questions about the contents of the book, you can discuss with me at any time in the future courses."

Professor Zhou's book list is very detailed - the original title, Chinese translation, author, translation and publishing house are all clearly written.

Chi Ming, a little fan, held the page respectfully, carefully read it from beginning to end, and then found...he had read all of the 12 books above, and he had read each book more than three times on average.

Chi Ming handed the paper to Yan Jiu. After reading it, Yan Jiu put the paper back on the table and asked Professor Zhou: "Can I ask questions about these books now?"

Professor Zhou folded his hands on his knees, "Of course."

Yan Jiu: "There is a metaphor in the book "Beyond Acting". I don't quite understand matches, so I want to ask you for advice."

Chi Ming looked at Yan Jiu in surprise, "I also want to ask this question."

Professor Zhou made a gesture of invitation.

Yan Jiu said to Chi Ming: "Come on, I can't remember."

Chi Ming: "That's the match" lying in the matchbox, everyone can see that it is wood, and it can also be seen that it is slender and easy to break. It does have the appearance of wood, and it may remain slender and easy to break throughout its life. , but in essence, it is not wood, but fire... You need to light a fire in your heart, but never let it burn to the surface'. I am deeply impressed by this passage, and my understanding of it has always been, Acting skills can’t be superficial, I don’t know if it’s right or not, and I don’t know how to do it.”

Chi Ming repeated this passage verbatim, not to mention whether such rote memorization is useful, the attitude alone made Professor Zhou change his attitude towards the two people in front of him.

The drama scum is more serious than imagined, and the local tyrant is more transparent than imagined.

Professor Zhou didn't say anything, but leaned forward a little, and the sense of distance in his eyes shortened a little.

This afternoon turned into a question-and-answer time. No matter what questions Chi Ming and Yan Jiu asked, Professor Zhou could give simple and easy-to-understand answers. Soon the sun was setting, and the class obviously exceeded the expected time, and Chi Ming finally held back Asked all the questions that have been asked for many years.

When the class was over, Professor Zhou stood up and said, "It seems that you have read all the books I listed, so now—" He tore the page in half, looked at Chi Ming and said, "I need you to read all the books I have listed. Forget the book."

Teacher Zhou's class was originally two classes a week, but this evening, Shen Danqing notified Chi Ming that Teacher Zhou would give them an extra class the next night.

So Chi Ming, the fanboy who attended the class for the third time, once again saw Professor Zhou with a sudden change in painting style.

This time, Professor Zhou is wearing a casual outdoor style, which is the kind-although the whole body is covered with outdoor brands, but together it is not really a dress style for going outdoors. It is common in various experts, scholars and artists, of course. There are directors and photographers that Chi Ming is very familiar with. Among them, the signature image of a certain famous director is an outdoor vest. It is said that his old man’s wardrobe is full of vests, and he bought a dozen of his favorite styles exactly the same.

Chi Ming said as usual: "Hello, Professor Zhou."

Professor Zhou smiled broadly, shook hands with Chi Ming enthusiastically, and patted Chi Ming on the shoulder in this posture, "Hey, have you eaten yet? Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Chi Ming was a little uncomfortable, "Don't bother, let's go back and eat."

Professor Zhou pulled Chi Ming into the room, "Hey, why are you being polite to me, come here, treat yourself like your own home, sit down for a while, and I'll go get the vegetables right away, and soon, we'll have dinner in half an hour."

Chi Ming: "...Oh, okay, then, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Professor Zhou really put on his apron and plunged into the kitchen.Sitting on the sofa, Chi Ming soon smelled the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen. He turned to look at Yan Jiu, "Hey, tell me, what's going on?"

Yan Jiu squinted, "Anyway, it's very interesting."

Chi Ming: "Have you noticed his accent? Last time it was standard Mandarin, this time it's obviously a northern accent."

Yan Jiu: "The speed of speech, pace, and demeanor are all different."

In short, compared to last time, it seemed like a different person.

Chi Ming glanced around, and found that even the atmosphere of the living room was different. It was a lot messier than last time, but it was obviously more lifelike, from the ordinary domestic cigarettes in the ashtray on the table to the empty Erguotou bottle in the corner , every detail fits Professor Zhou's image today.

The food was served soon, and under the warm greeting of Professor Zhou, the atmosphere has always been very good, just like going out to dinner with teachers in school days, because teachers and students are far away from social reality, eating and chatting are relatively simple and straightforward, not too much Scruples, I often see students and teachers quarreling about a certain professional issue, quarreling until the face is red, but the relationship is still very good after the quarrel.

Professor Zhou opened a bottle of Xiaoer by himself, and held a cigarette in his hand. It was unlit like the cigar last time, so he probably didn't intend to smoke it.

He clinked glasses with Chi Ming, and said, "Let's play a game. Let me guess your life experience. If you guess right, you will have a drink. If you guess wrong, I will have a drink. How about it?"

Chi Ming expressed his respect by doing it first, then poured another glass, and started the game with Mr. Zhou.

Professor Zhou looked at Chi Ming's hand, "The family background is good, and your parents set a good example for you. At least one of them is a teacher."

Chi Ming nodded, "Yes, my dad is a university professor." Then he cleared his glass.

Professor Zhou: "You may have older brothers and younger brothers, but no older sisters. When you were young, the influence of female relatives was far less than that of male relatives."

Chi Ming: "That's right, when I was a child, my mother often traveled on business, and I always went to grandpa's house for dinner after school."

……

Professor Zhou's correct rate is too high, and the game will soon be unplayable. At the fifth cup, Professor Zhou said: "You drink well. When you were young, you did things like drinking and getting into trouble. I know you can still drink." Drink again, but today we are here first, and we need you to stay awake later." He looked at Yan Jiu again, "Are you playing? If I am right, you will eat three mouthfuls of food, and if I am wrong, I will eat five mouthfuls .”

Yan Jiu ate three mouthfuls of food directly, "Yes, I can't drink."

Professor Zhou didn't mention the issue of his parents' family situation, so he pulled Yan Jiu's arm and turned his wrist, "You made these injuries yourself."

Chi Ming frowned upon hearing this, but Yan Jiu ate the food very calmly, "It's not self-harm, the doctor said that I have a dull nerve to feel pain, I want to try it myself."

Professor Zhou looked into Yan Jiu's eyes, and spoke again after a while, but didn't ask any questions, and said directly: "My friend has a script, which is very suitable for you. You don't need to force any acting skills, you just need to act in your true colors."

"Let me guess too." Yan Jiu added half a glass of wine to Professor Zhou, "This character doesn't have many lines."

Professor Zhou drank the wine.

Yan Jiu poured another cup, "The subject matter is niche, high cost, but not necessarily high return."

Professor Zhou drank the wine again.

Yan Jiu pointed to Chi Ming, "His character needs to show his flesh."

Professor Zhou laughed loudly, and directly suffocated the remaining half bottle of Xiao Er, "Little Yan Jiu, if I was not sure before, then I can guarantee now that this role is really suitable for you."

He took two scripts and handed them to them respectively, "Go back and look at the details slowly, let me give you a general idea first, this book is called "Oasis", a science fiction, the background is the earth after the nuclear war, [-]% of human beings live underground , you, Xiao Yanjiu, are one of them. You are in very poor health, and you don’t get in touch with others even when you’re underground, but your economic conditions are good and you’re smart, so you made a bionic robot by yourself, namely Xiao Chi Ming, you let the robot believe that you are a human being and that he is your brother...My brother has been taking care of you, and he went out to look for the "oasis" for your recovery. Through your brother's perspective, you, little Yan Jiu, watched the ground A series of war scenes, which require a lot of special effects..."

Professor Zhou finally concluded, "This is a book I like very much, but as you said, it is expensive, so I haven't taken it out for fear of being ruined by those [-] cents special effects."

……

Yan Jiu and Professor Zhou discussed the script as if they were discussing business, but Chi Ming's focus was a bit skewed. He thought in his heart that his relationship with the little dude was not so much a father and son, but a brother might be more appropriate.

This is indeed a book with a true character.

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Finally... silently glance at the title