Son of the Bone

"crosstalk?"

Several other people looked at each other, a little dazed.

Two of the three people who came were from the south. Although they could speak Mandarin well, they couldn't understand the baggage and stalks in various cross talks.

"In terms of lines, the speed of speech in different contexts is also different."

Jiang never told Qi Lin about this, and explaining it to them now is a little difficult to organize the language.

He cited two examples from Mr. Qin's class.

"A couple quarreling, and a teacher admonishing students, the speed of the two conversations is completely different."

Couples have to suppress each other's voices, which means competing for superiority.

So one person may not finish speaking, another person is rushing to fight for another sentence, and the emotion is also very strong.

But when the teacher is admonishing the students, even if the students have objections, it is impossible to stop the conversation involuntarily.

If you follow the lines textbook to practice the pause of the dialogue, even if the recording is turned on and you can play back to listen to the questions, the effect will not be obvious.

"I watched the cross talk at the Spring Festival Gala." Wen Hang thought for a while and said, "It's just one person telling jokes, and the other person is beside you, um, ah, ah, ah, right?"

"That's flattering and teasing," the boy next to him explained, "it's not so easy to be a teaser."

"The point is that cross talk often has an initial speech rate, and there are some changes on this basis." Jiang Jue explained: "In the same passage, the actors talk as if they are chatting, but their voices are a little brighter. , but it is actually very difficult to imitate.”

When an inexperienced person encounters a joke, he can't wait to speak faster and throw out the meme, and then pause too long to wait for the audience to laugh.

The person who is the fan is actually the metronome that controls the tone and effects of the whole process. The more stable the rhythm of the two is, the more experienced they are.

What the layman sees is the excitement, what the insider sees is the way.

"The sense of breathing is actually what you call 'natural lines'."

The takeaway was delivered quickly, Jiang Jue put it aside casually, and continued talking to them.

When he was re-explaining these things, many understandings in his heart were constantly deepening, as if learning again.

On the other side of the Atlantic Ocean, Qi Lin followed Mr. Qi to get on the plane and go home, but he still didn't understand the situation.

"Dad, actually I just wanted to ask... Director Bai if I'm suitable for this role."

When I came home from school, I just asked my family if they would like to audition by themselves.

Being teased by my mother turned into asking the director if I should audition.

The result—the result is settled!

He pushed the suitcase, and the ice cream in his hand was almost melting.

"I thought, if I can listen to his guidance, how can I prepare for the audition—did Director Bai misunderstand something?"

This must be done on the spot, he felt unprepared for the words, and it was too late to escape.

The words Ye Gonghaolong appeared in his mind with a sarcasm on his face, and he glared at him brightly.

Qi Lin has been learning music and dancing with interest since he was a child. He really likes the feeling that all the cells in his body are alive under the backdrop of art.

It's like eating ice cream in big mouthfuls.

Playing a whole piece of Bach quickly and heartily, or as a violinist, enjoying the melody in countless resonances, the sense of accomplishment and belonging is incomparable to other things.

Being able to enjoy such a process is a kind of happiness in itself.

At that time, he listened to Jiang Jue read a whole paragraph of lines so neatly and clearly, as if he was sitting in the dubbing scene himself, and the blood and impulse in his heart burst out for it——

Wanting to be more accessible, to be more involved, is like rushing into the ice cream pool for a bath—

"Don't want to act in his film?" Mr. Qi glanced at the long queue in front of the customs. He originally wanted to play with his mobile phone to check the news, but he endured it and continued to enlighten his son.

"No, I didn't expect at all that he would directly order me." Qi Lin murmured, "Why would he say that it's a good thing not to be able to act?"

Don't film directors like to pick old and skilled actors?

Movies like this basically go to the national audition in order to find a suitable image. It would be too hasty to say that the default is the default.

"First of all, it's not that you don't know it, it's that you lack experience." Mr. Qi said slowly, "Lao Jiang has such a good relationship with him, so he must have mentioned you to him."

"Lao Jiang—you mean?"

"That's right, you performed well in "The Mermaid Song", maybe the two of them have already passed the gas."

As an outsider, Qi Ding actually wanted to be like Lao Jiang and let the children gradually shape themselves through training. After all, Qi Lin could say that things went smoothly from childhood to adulthood, and he didn't even pull down his face to beg anyone.

Giving him some challenges and difficulties may make him grow faster.

But when he saw his son's self-doubting and anxious look, he couldn't help coaxing a few words.

No way, this kid looks like his mother.

Wait, that is to say, Jiang Huang actually recommended him to Director Bai, so he fell in love with him!

The feeling of pie in the sky suddenly turned into fruit in the sky.

Qi Lin subconsciously began to recall the English interviews he had received before, various commercials at home and abroad, as well as the carefully shot MV, and finally found some confidence.

In fact, he wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to learn martial arts, or that he wasn't proficient in his lines, but that the result was so much beyond his expectations that he was completely unprepared in his heart.

"You said...has he heard my spoken language?" Qi Lin walked slowly along with the crowd, still immersed in the previous things: "I feel that my pronunciation is very standard."

Mr. Qi has already started checking Weibo, and casually said: "Maybe what he wants is not standard?"

"what?"

"It's very common." The father glanced at his son, and put his messenger bag on his chest to prevent anyone from stealing the sheep: "Actors follow the role, and the role is clumsy, so even if the actor is very smart, he still has to act stupid. Come."

The greenness and simplicity of Qi Lin is the feeling that Lao Bai wants.

"Before I left, I gave him two good wines, and he will take care of you." He paused for a moment, and said slowly, "Call me if you can't, I'll write a check to redeem you."

"No." Qi Lin shook his head: "Since I was hit by a pie, I will finish it if I hold on."

At that time in the cigar room, Qi Lin thought for a long time whether he should sign or not, but was pushed away by Qi's father saying that the opportunity was rare.

He collected himself and asked Director Bai two questions.

"What should I learn for this movie?"

"Don't worry, a professional teacher will contact you in advance."

"Why did you settle down so quickly and choose me?"

Bai Ping glanced at the newspaper in Mr. Qi's hand, and said unhurriedly: "After you join the group, you will gradually understand."

Before leaving, Director Bai's only request was to let him lose muscle and fat.

Qi Lin has been mixing aerobic and anaerobic all the time because of preparations for the concert, and along with his development, he has become taller and taller.

After the concert, he ate some greasy food to compensate himself, but his weight didn't change much.

There are still two months before joining the group, Bai Ping hopes that he can lose at least eight catties.

As a thief, this role should be lean and light enough.

You can be tall, you can have long hands and legs, after all, it is the age of high-tech crimes, and you don't need to shrink your bones.

But the point is that the lower the fat rate, the more capable, alert and energetic the state will be, and the youthful feeling will be further highlighted.

Although Qi Lin is tall, his frame is not too big. Once he loses weight, he can return to the spirited state of sixteen or seventeen years old.

But if he is a little fatter, Fengshen's handsome idol temperament will be more obvious, and he will appear a little abrupt among other actors.

This kind of weight loss is no longer for the figure, but for the role.

As soon as the dormitory door was pushed open, he could smell the aroma of black pepper beef.

"I'm back—you're actually eating meat!"

Jiang Jue was holding a large bowl of charcoal-grilled black pepper beef, with some good-looking pasta and broccoli on the side: "Are you hungry? May I order one for you?"

"You have changed!" Qi Lin said with grief and indignation, "Aren't you going to keep your figure?"

Jiang Jue shook his head and explained, "I'm going to have another audition, I want to be a little fatter."

This is completely testing my relative's will in front of food!

Qi Lin glanced at the body fat scale at the door, then at the plump and juicy tender beef in his bowl, thinking that this day is really impossible.

I want to change dorms!No, I don't want to change dormitories!

He quickly put away his luggage and went to find a mask. There was not much banana milkshake left in his stomach.

"I want to lose eight catties in two months." His voice was slightly dry: "Then go to Qianyang Film and Television City for training before filming."

"If my audition goes well, I'll go there too, but I don't know if our two sets are close." Jiang Jue put the bowl away, and said slowly: "Maybe we can do homework together during the summer vacation."

Qi Lin's eyes lit up instantly.

However, his stomach growled all night before he fell asleep.

I really want... I really want to eat meat, woo woo woo.

The author has something to say: Qi Lin: Director QAQ, you are biased!Why is it my turn to diet again!

Jiang Jue: Tomorrow shall we eat tomato sorrel fish or roasted chicken?

Qi Lin: I want to change dorms!

Director: Alright, I'll change it for you.

Qi Lin (angry into a puffer fish): No change! !