Son of the Bone

Switching back and forth between idols and students, etc., is indeed a bit like Cinderella or Superman.

Yesterday I was in a suit and leather shoes, standing in front of the spotlight and accepting interviews with a smile on my face. Today, I changed into my daily attire and soaked in reading materials in the library to catch up with homework. The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to check the schedule sent by my assistant on my phone. Check the table to confirm whether to stay in school today or to catch up with advertisements and announcements.

Lived up to Teacher Qin’s entrustment, Qi Lin’s attendance rate stabilized a lot after November, but he took about 20 days off for filming “Mermaid Song”, and he was a little dazed when he came back to the acting class.

There are still two weeks before the final exam, but obviously he can't spend too much time rehearsing and getting familiar with the sketches, because the creation of the new album and the concert are all on the schedule, and the priority of these two is obviously higher .

After the morning work, the students left in groups of three or four. Qi Lin went to the supermarket to buy a cold sandwich, and went to the acting classroom to study in advance.

Although he learned a lot from the crew of "Song of the Mermaid", his theoretical knowledge must have fallen a lot.

Unexpectedly, several students have already arrived in the classroom, and they are all surrounded by the podium.

Qin Yizhu sat beside him and drank coffee slowly, with the score sheet still in hand.

Qi Lin went over to say hello to her, and subconsciously looked at what was on the podium.

Is that... a cage?

The other students quickly noticed him, and they automatically gave way to an empty seat, beckoning him to go and have a look.

Qi Lin put down his bag, and walked over with some hesitation, looking directly at the jewel-like red eyes.

This is - this is a rabbit!

A white, round, red-eyed rabbit!

"This is the acting classroom, right—" Qi Lin turned to look at Teacher Qin half-jokingly: "Is this the teacher's pet?"

"No," the classmate next to him shook his head: "This is today's heroine, beep beep."

"I'm going to practice my personal monologue today, oh yes, this is a line." The study committee member handed him a copy of the card in his hand.

On the card was written a long monologue of eagerness, feverishness, and a touch of despair.

This passage comes from "HIMYM", which is said by one of the protagonists to his rival in front of his lover.After translation, it became the object they used to practice love, confession and performance.

And this rabbit is obviously the protagonist who will accept dozens of students' fancy confessions today.

It is obviously dazed, does not give enough eye contact, and sometimes nests in the corner like a ball of cotton.

In non-real performances, actors can at least play against imaginary people and objects, and the imaginary objects will inevitably give the actors a sufficient and appropriate response. After all, everything is a brain supplement.

And playing against real people can also have sufficient interaction.

It is obviously much more troublesome to change the object to a rabbit who is stupid and only knows how to eat carrots.

"- I'm one of those people who doesn't believe in 'true love'. I used to think true love was just something that idiots think they can feel, but this woman has my heart and I want to go I can't even go."

Someone has already started practicing their lines to the rabbit, too many voices buzzing and overlapping, appearing disorganized and emotionless.

Qi Lin couldn't hold back his face, and felt that it was a bit embarrassing to read lines in front of a rabbit with a group of people, so he turned around and sat down in an inconspicuous place, and began to look for the feeling.

More and more people walked into the classroom, received the same card and returned to their seats, and began to practice with various subtle expressions.

Some people simply found someone of the opposite sex, and tried to find out the feeling of confessing with an affectionate gesture.

"Okay, everyone go back to their seats." Qin Yizhu sat down at the desk not far from the rabbit cage, clapped his hands and said, "Come over to perform and score when you're ready, only give one chance, and go back to your seat for self-study after scoring. You heard it all."

The voices of air-conditioning and complaints from the audience were quite obvious, and more people began to read the lines with louder voices, and several people had already memorized them by heart.

This is an acting class rather than a line class, which means that you have to enter the play in front of the white hair dumpling, and really enter it.

Qi Lin took a deep breath and flipped through the card, only to find that there were still words printed on the back.

Assessment requirements:

Finish all lines within 1.1 minutes

2. Emotions are full, sincere and rhythmic

3. The performance is natural and smooth

To be reasonable, such a long string of lines can be read in a minute at a normal speed, and only Jiang Jue——

He froze for a moment, Jiang Jue's face suddenly appeared in his mind.

He should have started practicing vocal music now, and he doesn't know if he has mastered the transition and ventilation of that song.

No no no I lost my mind again.

The boy tapped his head, and suddenly began to think about how Jiang Jue would deal with this kind of problem.

He took out his marker pen and began to divide the long monologue into paragraphs, and used the thinking Jiang Jue taught him to analyze the ups and downs of emotions, and understand the turning points of speech speed and emotional changes.

"—There were several times when I thought about leaving, but I couldn't control myself at all. I felt very humble in front of this powerful force, and sometimes it was very heartbreaking. But I couldn't help loving her, just like I couldn't It's like not breathing."

His tone was subconsciously suppressed, and he even began to feel a dull pain in his heart.

At the moment of immersing in the characters, even the feeling of holding back the tears was exceptionally clear, and the tip of the nose began to turn sour.

"I am so hopelessly and irrevocably in love with her."

"And she probably doesn't know anything about it."

When the girls sitting in the back row listened to his words with pricked ears, they covered their mouths and looked at each other, forcibly suppressing the voices of exclamation and emotion, holding back their nympho expressions and continuing to practice their lines.

More and more people started to get up to take part in the assessment.

Thirty percent of them stood next to the rabbit, stuttering and finishing their lines, and looked at the teacher with a resigned and helpless expression.

Nearly [-]% of them are forcing their affectionate faces. Even if the camera only captures his personal expressions, people can see that he is playing a role very hard.

The fluffy and cute little animal who was like a mascot when he first entered the door, this time he is almost a clumsy partner in a rivalry that makes people crazy.

It tilts its head in a daze when it listens to everything, and sometimes it doesn't even listen, just gnawing on cabbage or carrots.

No matter how many sweet words of vows and promises, they are not convincing at all when they meet such a hairball.

There was also a boy who was halfway through his confession, the rabbit started to tickle his ears with its hind legs, and the boy sneezed three or four times violently, making the audience roar with laughter.

Qi Lin went through the lines in his mind for the last time, got up and walked towards the cage.

The moment he got up, a group of people started cheering and applauding again, but there were probably not a few people who were waiting to see him make jokes, or appreciate his poor and clumsy performance.

Once an outstanding person appears in the crowd, more and more people will try to prove that they are stronger than him, that they are superior to him in various aspects, and that they can do better than him.

Only when this point of view is proved in a disguised form, can some people's deep feelings of anxiety and disappointment with themselves be dispelled.

The rabbit was obviously full, and began to sleep in a corner, even with its long ears drooping down.

Qi Lin took a deep breath, and looked at the absent love rival in the air.

"I love her. I love everything about her." When he spoke, because these words had been suppressed in his heart for too long, every word almost jumped out at this moment. "

He didn't even dare to look at the person he was confessing to, and turned his body sideways to her, but his eyes avoided looking at the love rival.

"I'm one of those people who doesn't believe in 'true love'. I used to think true love was just something that idiots thought they could feel, but this woman captured my heart and I wanted to go away No."

His tone was hasty and firm at the beginning, obviously a prodigal son who upholds the principle of unmarriage and playing in the world. As time went on, the emotions in this confession became more and more intense and delicate.

At this moment, Qi Lin glanced at her hastily and helplessly.

He never thought that he would say all these things in his heart, but these things have been backlogged for too long.

Every word is sincere and resounding, there is no half-joking meaning.

But as the analysis continued, there was a slight tremor.

"There were a few times when I thought about leaving, but I couldn't control myself at all - I felt so humbled and sometimes very heartbroken in the face of such a powerful force."

"But I can't help loving her like I can't help breathing."

He looked at her, wanted to reach out but took it back, clenched his fingers tightly, with a hopeless smile in his eyes.

"I am so hopelessly and irrevocably in love with her."

"And she probably... knows nothing about it.

"abuse!!"

"Amazing performance!!!"

"Qi Lin marry me marry me!"

With the sudden sound of applause and whistle, more and more eyes of admiration and approval were cast on him.

"95." Qin Yizhu smiled very pleased: "It seems that today's highest score has appeared."

Qi Lin came back to his senses, glanced at the sleeping rabbit in the cage, and then at the empty seat beside him.

He smiled subconsciously, as if he saw Jiang Jue who was sitting there watching him.

The feeling of missing has never been so deep.

Top marks don't belong to him.

I was able to get 95 just because he didn't come.

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Lines from "HIMYM" S8E06

original:

BecauseRobinandIareinlove.Iloveher,Nick.Iloveeverythingabouther.AndI'mnotaguywhosaysthatlightly.I'maguywhohasfakedlovehisentirelife. , and there have been times that I wanted to. Itas been overwhelming and humbling and even painful at times. But I could not stop loving her any more than I could stop breathing. I am hopelessly, irretrievably in love with her. More than she knows.