Interstellar cat guide

"You actually have only one shortcoming." Chen Changqing sat upright, "Axue, bring some snacks here, what are you doing standing there... well, leave it alone, let me continue. I always say that acting is not about being yourself, as long as you still have a sense of shame , it won’t work.”

Mao Mi listened very carefully, he was really poked at the pain point at this time, and the sense of shame was a hurdle he couldn't get over before he even acted.

At this time, the smart butler Ah Xue came over with a plate of delicate pastries, put them on the table, and listened to Chen Changqing's instruction.

"When you act, [-]% is the character, [-]% is yourself, so you know that the knight's right hand is injured, but you use your right hand to touch the object, because you can't feel the pain. The real acting is that you have to be fully involved and empathize. What do you When you can forget that you are acting when you are acting, you have learned it."

"In the next ten days, I will completely correct this problem for you." Chen Changqing took a bite of the pastry and said proudly, "I will let Axue send your brains out of the plan, so take a good look at it tonight."

It is not easy to build self-confidence. Even if some people are very good at acting, they will cringe because of shame, and they will be ashamed to look directly at themselves when they show the finished film.

Mao Mi hugged the pillow, and the brain was hanging in front of his eyes, automatically scrolling through the pages to play the plan.

For ten days, he had to play a different person every day. The bell rang into the play and then rang out of the play. After the play, he had to do some self-examination and listen to Chen Changqing's analysis.

So in the days that followed, Mao Mi couldn't wait to go to Weibo to post a topic #Everyday wake up in a different world#.

For example, when the antique bell rang, Mao Mi opened his eyes, and just remembered that he was a swordsman today, when he heard the bell-like roar downstairs: "Rebellious! I haven't practiced the Three Thousand Swords yesterday, and I dare to be late! Do you want to go?" Thinking over the cliff face!"

Mao Mi: "..."

Or... When he opened the door in a well-dressed manner, Chen Changqing was already waiting outside with his waist bent: "My lord, the carriage is ready, please follow the old servant."

This situation caused Liu Wenwei and Huo Jingchu to follow suit.

"Why did you pick it up so late, were you just attending class?" Liu Wenwei asked while lowering his head while drawing on the calendar.

Mao Mi snorted coldly, and said in displeasure, "What's your business? You came here with a false message, but you don't take me seriously?"

Liu Wenwei suddenly raised his head: "...????"

"Since we're here, why bother to hesitate and speak vaguely." Mao Mi flicked his non-existent wide sleeves, and gave him a squinting look, the coldness of which was enough to freeze people to death, "Qu has been retired for several years, if your Excellency also said If you are a guest, you can save your tongue, Qu Mou will not send it away."

Liu Wenwei: "...retire...retire?"

"Ha." Mao Mi picked up the jade cup and took a sip, and didn't bother to look at him any more. "It's meaningless to pretend to be confused with me. Don't disturb my drinking. Let's leave Jueyi Valley as soon as possible before Yu Xia is gone."

"Wait……"

"Master, the medicine is here." Chen Changqing put down the basket, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and was extremely displeased when he suddenly saw a bewildered person on the light screen, "Do you want me to chase away this disturbing fly? "

Liu Wenwei: "...I will walk by myself."

The manager turned off the communication with trembling hands, unable to digest such a picture for half an hour.

As for Huo Jingchu, he is also Chen Changqing's student after all, and his rank is one galaxy higher than Liu Wen and Wei Shengsheng.

"Who are you? Why did you appear in the back mountain of our Gusu home?!" Mao Mi switched on the communication and looked at Huo Jingchu vigilantly, like a cat whose tail has been trampled on.

However, Huo Jingchu didn't even have the slightest bit of dullness, and very smoothly provoked a very naughty smile: "Oh... I am the young master of the Gusu family, and I am the eldest son of the Huo family, don't you remember?"

"You...you're talking nonsense! There's never been... such a Huo family in Jiyang City! Who the hell are you!" The young master was so angry that his cheeks bulged, and it seemed that he was about to go back and complain to his parents.

"Young master, this hurts my heart." Huo Jingchu exaggeratedly covered his heart, "Ten years ago, we met in a tea shop in Jiyang City. At that time, the young master gave me a string of glazed beads and made a private decision with me for life... "

Mao Mi was stunned: "Full of nonsense! I'm going to find my master right now, he's the best in Jiyang City, he can definitely beat you..."

Huo Jingchu raised his eyebrows, and smiled: "Your master, isn't it that powerful person who once wandered in love and is known as the old love saint?"

Mao Mi: "..."

"One of the beauties is also an alluring country, and her name is Yan..."

"You son of a bitch! Get lost!"

Finally, Chen Changqing, who couldn't bear it any longer, rushed over and yelled curses, but couldn't stop him, and finally took Huo Jingchu off the blacklist by himself.

Apart from these small episodes, Mao Mi's overall acting skills are also improving by leaps and bounds, changing with each passing day, and he has gradually learned to observe every detail of Chen Changqing while entering the play.

He is indeed a true performance artist, no matter what the role is, he can easily digest it in him, every frown, every move, even a cold snort has his reason.When you sneeze, you have to close your eyes first, and when you are extremely sad, you have to be hypoxic first. You can tell whether you are exaggerating or not, and you can tell at a glance.

It's just that from acting to acting, there is a door that depends on enlightenment after all.

Chen Changqing said on the first day: "I hate two kinds of people the most in my life. One is those who are capable of learning but are illiterate and ignorant; The door perseveres in the never-ending homework. I don’t know it is an art. I think it’s done with a few expressions. If you pretend to be blind with your eyes open, you can’t see the beauty of acting. Was the village girl played by Lian Hanchi beautiful? How beautiful, don't look at her ugly special effects makeup, she acted well, every look is beautiful. Look at Huo Jingchu's little scar, it's beautiful! Every movement is like getting on a locomotive All angles are beautiful, but most of them are invisible to people. You have to let people see this beauty."

"You are here with me. I only teach you skills. Skills can't help you go up the stairs. After you go back, you have to climb on your own." Chen Changqing smelled the tea, fell into the memory, and sighed, "It's not easy. At the age of 16, Huo Jingchu was asked to play a poor orphan who was still disabled. How could he not have enough to eat? He had to take a year off from school and went to an uncivilized star field far away to practice. I went there, and it is said that there is no electricity there. He lived there for six months, and when he came back, he lost [-] pounds. But relying on this role, he won the best actor at seventeen.”

It was the first time Mao Mi heard about this matter, and he guessed that no one outside knew about it, so he couldn't help feeling a little respectful.

Ten days were just a snap of the fingers, and when the last bell rang, Mao Mi realized that it was time to leave.

From a youthful swordsman who bears a deep hatred, to a lustful, greedy and righteous martial artist, standing still, he still feels that this is like a dream that has traversed the millennium.

However, the expected sad parting was disturbed by Liu Wenwei.

That night they ate a home-cooked meal made by Mao Mi, watched TV and chatted, and had a good night's sleep. When they got up, they were about to tell each other about their parting, when they heard Liu Wenwei wailing for help outside: "Come out quickly!" Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh this person is driving me away again ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Mao Mi: "..."

bodyguard:"……"

Before boarding the starship, the bodyguard asked with a bitter face, "Am I scary?"

Mao Mi patted him sympathetically: "Just get used to it."

Without waiting for them to say a few more words, Mao Mi just went up to the starship and flew away as if his tail had been burned.

Chen Changqing leaned in front of the door and looked at his shadow and felt sorry for himself: "Oh... I am the only one left here."

"This is the plan and the script for the near future. It will be almost three o'clock on Capital Star, and five o'clock will be the audition for "One Hundred and Eight Immortals of the Tianyu". You should prepare now." Liu Wenwei sat opposite Mao Mi, calm and breezy road.

Mao Mi almost jumped up: "There is an audition today, you just told me now?"

Liu Wenwei looked bitter and bitter: "Hero Qu, I was looking for you that day, didn't you want me to leave Valley of Desperation as soon as possible?"

"...you can send me a message later."

"Old Chen blacklisted me."

Mao Mi: "..."

"It was originally decided to be yours. After all, you are a student of Dean Yu, but this role is too sought-after, and it is difficult to do without an audition crew, so I decided to follow the rules." Liu Wenwei changed the subject and explained, "You are now She's still a pure newcomer, unable to overwhelm the audience. Sigh... not every director is as abnormal as Chang Wuyou."

"I understand." Mao Mi picked up the script and read it intently.In fact, he is still more willing to audition than direct appointment, only in this way can he act more confidently.

After leaving the airport, without any time to breathe, Long Xiaoxiao was already waiting outside in his car, and drove the two of them straight to the audition location.

There were already many people waiting on the set, Mao Mi took the number plate and walked in quietly, and sat on the last chair.

A cameo role attracted so many people to compete, which is enough to show the popularity of the leading fairy. Mao Mi was a little nervous, but watched the performance of the people in front of him with great interest.

"Lan Yue, right? Let's go." The assistant director said in a deep voice.

Hearing the sound of water flowing, Lan Yue stood on a small cart, pretending that it was a bamboo raft, and with a smile on his lips, he came towards the wind.

"The hill..."

As soon as the voice came out, the director yelled to stop: "Okay, let's go down."

Lan Yue left the stage in a daze, and could hear the director summing up to the people around him in distaste: "It's too vulgar."

The people in front all went down after less than a minute of acting, until the one on Mao Mi's left went up, which made everyone's eyes shine.

"Cen Ziyan, I've seen your movie, and I feel too condescending to come here." The director's words sounded like praise and derogation, but Cen Ziyan didn't waver, and said with a smile: "The director's words are serious."

He stood on the "bamboo raft", waving his sleeves coolly to block the turbulent river water, his eyes were transparent, and the smile on his mouth was pure and pure. No matter how you look at it, he looks like a fairy descended from the mortal world.

When the river was calm, he rolled his eyes, opened his lips slightly, and his voice was clear.

"It's hard to visit the small mountain and clear spring..."

A sentence is like looking down at the mountains.

"The right way is hard to find..."

A sentence is like reincarnation.

Just as everyone was immersed in his voice, and the few people around wanted to applaud him, the director suddenly broke the atmosphere: "Let's go here."

Cen Ziyan stopped talking in surprise, not understanding the director's deep meaning.

"You acted very well, very well, I wanted to give you this role directly, but... there is still something missing, you wait to decide, isn't there another one that you haven't tried yet? I have seen him, and then I will make a decision .” The director also seemed quite troubled.

When Mao Mi was mentioned suddenly, she quickly stood up, took two deep breaths, thought about Chen Changqing's face, and finally calmed down quickly.

Cen Ziyan stepped aside silently, the displeasure in his eyes was fleeting.

The assistant director asked softly: "The face looks too young?"

Mao Miquan pretended not to hear it, and when the sound of water sounded, the antique clock in his heart also rang at the same time.

He flicked the "white robe" a little, his perennial boxing agility made his movements in the car extremely beautiful, the assistant director fell silent for a moment, attracted by him.

Who came by boat?

Is it a swordsman?

Is it a fairy?

Why is a swordsman hanging a wooden sword at his waist?

If he is a fairy, why would he be covered by the river water?

The torrential river has flowed for thousands of years, and the questions it has brought have been accumulated for thousands of years, but the answers it brings are just a boat.

He looks like a young man, but his eyes look like a reclusive old man. His smile seems to be transparent, but you can always see the innocence overflowing in it.

"The hill..."

He seemed to be reciting a poem, as if he was singing, as if he had spoken, or as if he had never spoken.

The voice was uneven, when it rose up it was like a star hanging from a peach branch, when it was lowered it was like a flower in a mirror and the moon in water, like his own tone.

The set was extremely quiet, as if they were all on the bank of the torrential river, watching the fairy guide pass by on a boat.

Immortal demeanor, clear posture and beautiful appearance, all things are born because of him, and go with him.

"Okay!" The director applauded loudly, "Okay! That's how the leading fairy is supposed to be! Character... what is character! More pretentious, less vulgar, no one else can do this role except you gone."

Mao Mi appeared in the play immediately, and thanked him quickly.

"Congratulations." Cen Ziyan walked forward with a smile, looking very happy for him.

"Thank you." As soon as Mao Mi replied to him, Cen Ziyan immediately shook his head and said, "I am convinced, and hope to meet again in the future."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, and he could faintly see a bit of dissatisfaction, but no one cared.