Son of the Bone

Jiang Jue went back to the dormitory, he simply tidied up and rushed to the rehearsal room.

In the past two weeks, they will spend time here, from following the lines to rehearsing, and finishing the play.

"Jiang Jue is here!" As soon as Wen Hang saw him, he waved his hands happily: "Sit with me, the role reserved for you is No. 6!"

Just as Qi Lin wanted him to sit next to him, he wrinkled his nose and looked down at the script.

There are still 10 minutes before the agreed time, and there are still three or four people on the field. Everyone took their own scripts and concentrated on reading the words.

"Twelve Citizens" is a serious and logical book, which was once adapted into movies and dramas many times at home and abroad.

Twelve people of different social classes and backgrounds sit at a table and conduct a simulated jury verdict in a rich second-generation patricide case.

Almost everyone is defending their position and refuting with emotions and impulses, but as the plot progresses, the vote of [-] to [-] is constantly reversed by No. [-], and finally he is acquitted by [-] to [-].

The advantage of this drama is that almost everyone is sitting and performing the whole process, and the order of speaking has been marked by the script, which seems to be much less difficult than other scripts.

Five minutes had passed, and there were still two people who hadn't arrived. Zhang Ke'er followed the lines rather boringly, and couldn't help complaining: "Teacher, can't you choose a more interesting book? There are so many romantic and funny dramas—— These days, who cares about the rule of law or not.”

Jiang Jue raised his eyes to look at her, and continued to lower his eyes to familiarize himself with the lines.

He has seen different versions of the movie, but he still has to feel his way into the role.

"Why don't we start first?" Someone couldn't help but suggested.

"The main character didn't come yet, so let's start acting against the air."

Before the words finished, Sheng Tianshuo hurriedly pushed the door and entered, smiling a little embarrassedly: "I went to shoot an advertisement yesterday, and I just came back by car, so I'm sorry."

"Sure, Tianshuo, I'm going to become a big star!"

"Where is that?" Sheng Tianshuo smiled and glanced at Qi Lin who was looking down at the words, cleared his throat and said, "Let's go through the lines first?"

He purposely grabbed No. [-], who had the most roles, in order to show off in the final report.

If the play was performed well, and he might even be awarded an award, then his resume would be a great addition.

When the roles were divided, the two who seemed to be the easiest to grab the roles did not say a word.

Jiang Jue heard that he went to the hospital for a re-examination. Qi Lin was quite casual and said that he would just pick the rest—look at his cowardly appearance, he must be afraid of being ridiculed by the crowd if he can't perform well!

He talked eloquently, but he won the role.

As everyone knows, people like Qi Linjiangjue who have performed in public for several years are actually quite easygoing on such occasions.

They don't fight for these, not because they are afraid of showing cowardice, but because they don't lack such small opportunities.

Zhang Ke'er carefully made the number stand in advance, and placed it in front of everyone according to their roles, so that they can connect faster when matching lines.

Sheng Tianshuo opened his mouth with the manuscript, and read it like a text: "Although our judgment is false, this case is true! What if we assume that he is really innocent?!"

Qi Lin was taken aback by this sense of disobedience, took a deep breath and thought not to be too fussy, as everyone was unfamiliar with the first time.

The next rehearsal was like the scene of a car accident, as miserable as it could be.

Although they have studied the lines of this acting class for almost a year, many people can't even find their emotions. To express anger is to raise their voices, and to express anxiety is to speed up their speech.

As long as there are too many people in the group play, the rhythm will be particularly easy to mess up.

When one person speaks too fast and rushes to read the lines, the people behind can't help but also speak faster and faster, and finally find the feeling. Once one person laughs, everyone else laughs together.

After everyone finished reading their lines, very few of them were able to answer the words at the right time. They either rushed to speak as if they were holding back the conversation, or they paused for a long time before realizing themselves.

Twelve people stayed together, and the performance was as noisy as a chicken farm.

The original 10-minute book took nearly an hour to read through for the first time, and the more people read it, the more they lost their hearts, and few of them took this serious line seriously.

"We are now in the classroom of University of Political Science and Law, discussing a murder case for a group of young people who will become judges in the future!" Said, this is related to the future legal justice of a country! Shouldn’t this be critical?!”

Qi Lin continued to take a deep breath, thinking that this sense of amateurism is also reasonable, and he can't be too high-sighted just because he watched a drama——

After he finished playing with Jiang Huang Yuren, he also practiced with Jiang Jue in private every day at this level. Now that he is really in the crowd, he can really feel this powerlessness.

No matter what the book, be it "Death of a Little Clerk" or "Fate Like a String", Jiang is absolutely serious about any role to the extreme, often focusing on emotions and sense of language in the first pass, and then constantly Polish the character itself.

Qi Lin didn't take the performance very seriously at first, but after being in contact with Jiang Jue for a long time, he still kept a bit of awe in his heart. Sitting in this noisy classroom now, he didn't have the slightest intention of laughing with them.

In two weeks, the order of the lines of the twelve people must be overly familiar, and the dialogue between each person must be in place. In fact, there is not enough time at all.

Jiang Jue had obviously anticipated this a long time ago, propped his chin while working through the script in his head, and let the classmates around him start discussing what to have for dinner.

Wen Hang noticed their silence and withdrawal, knocked on the table to signal everyone to be quiet, and those who wanted to make a fuss go out.

In the second pass, they start to interact, it's no longer just saying the lines smoothly.

"No, then tell me what you want to prove?" Qi Lin played the role of a bully, even looking aggressive: "Yes! There may be ten such knives, what's wrong?"

"If there are ten such knives, there may be ten such criminal suspects." Sheng Tianshuo read his lines sternly.

Qi Lin was a little annoyed by this sense of drama, and said angrily: "What happened to a kind of knife? What happened to the four great inventions!"

At this moment, Teacher Qin came out of the classroom next door to give a play, knocked on the door and came in, "How's it going?"

Everyone stopped, and Wen Hang subconsciously said: "We have finished the lines once, and we are going through the second time."

Qin Yizhu blinked, looked at the watch in the classroom, then looked at his own watch, frowned and said, "One and a half hours - just passed it once?"

"It's about picking emotions," Chen Lu tried to smooth things over, smiling unnaturally: "We pay more attention to details!"

Jiang Jue almost laughed, but his face was still quite calm.

"Come on, let me listen." Qin Yizhu moved a stool and sat down beside him, motioning for them to start over.

The rambunctious atmosphere just now calmed down a lot in an instant, and everyone began to pass their lines dryly.

It wasn't until the twelve people had said a few words that she interrupted, and said coolly, "Is this what you're talking about digging out details?"

The few who were chatting enthusiastically lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to look up into her eyes.

The atmosphere fell into a tormenting embarrassment.

"Let's put it this way. I'll be back for inspection in three days."

"If you still have this kind of virtue, I will withdraw the application for public performance with the courtyard." Qin Yizhu didn't even have any interest in teaching, and stood up with a cold face and said: "You guys are embarrassing, but I still want to lose face of."

After she closed the door and left, everyone was silent for a few seconds, and only after confirming that she had gone to another group to check on the situation did they start discussing.

"It's just such a boring book, smelly and rotten like something out of 30 years ago, who wants to play it!" Someone couldn't help but say.

"It was 50 years ago." Jiang Jue said calmly.

"It's so old-fashioned!" The joking person thought Jiang Jue was also teasing, so he raised his voice and said, "She still threatened us! I just practiced it once! She didn't teach me a word, so I am ashamed to call us!"

"Do you still want credits?" Fang Chengran said coldly, "If you don't want to act, just go out."

Qi Lin waved his hand, looked at the others and said, "Let's time it. Once every 25 minutes, whoever exceeds the time limit will go back and practice more."

If they can't pass after three days, Teacher Qin may really fail all of them.

With the start of the mobile phone's timing, everyone finally became serious.

They took the script and started to read it aloud sentence by sentence, this time they didn't even care about their emotions.

After the last line was finished, 35 minutes passed.

——There are always people who don’t notice their own words, or their eyes wander and grab other people’s words.

Until this time, the atmosphere became more and more serious.

They originally thought that today's practice would be over until five o'clock in the afternoon, but they had to postpone it to the evening.

At night, when all the lines were finally able to flow smoothly, someone finally couldn't help but sighed.

"We... don't look like we're acting in a drama at all."

Like a large-scale poem recitation by 12 people, it is still the kind that becomes more embarrassing the more you listen to it.

Just when it was the break of rest and integration, Jiang Jue called Qi Lin and talked to him habitually.

"When you expressed doubts just now, you couldn't be so straightforward." He explained: "No. [-] is a philistine character, and he makes judgments with emotion almost the whole time. When reciting lines, he should be a little bit weird."

Qi Lin didn't quite understand, and tried to read a sentence: "Is that so?"

"...You are like an eunuch." Jiang Jue said helplessly: "If you want to mock and be dissatisfied, you must handle the feeling of dissatisfaction well."

Others subconsciously listened to the two of them talking about the plot, while Qi Lin concentrated on finding emotions and feelings, with a confused expression.

The more Chen Lu looked at it, the more he felt that it was too much, and interrupted: "Don't make things difficult for him, are you successful? You come to be our teacher because you usually get good grades?"

She is an old fan of Qi Lin, because she is now in the same class as Qi Lin, and has also become the vice president of Qi Lin's official national support club. She usually secretly takes various photos and small videos.

The two were stunned at the same time, Qi Lin was at a loss: "It's okay, I don't quite understand."

Chen Lu thought that Qi Lin's temper was too good to smooth things over, so he stood up and said, "Jiang Jue, in terms of acting, Qi Lin has at least been on camera in a few famous movies and TV shows, and it's not your turn to point fingers!"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were on him, Fang Chengran frowned, and wanted to get up and say something for him.

Qi Lin rubbed his face, turned to look at Jiang Jue across the table: "Can I talk?"

Jiang Jue raised his eyebrows, signaling him to be free.

"Actually," Qi Lin paused, and then said slowly, "Jiang Jue... is the leading actor of Shidu Drama Theater."

"His public performance experience is at least five years."

In the next second, Chen Lu's eyes widened, his face turned green, as ugly as it could be.

Accompanied by gasping voices one after another, the others were all stunned: "——What did you say?!"

-2-

There is a chain of contempt for everything, just like people who listen to classical music don't look down on pop music, and pop music doesn't look down on shouting.

In the performing arts, the chain is probably opera>musical>drama>movie>television. It is true that the challenges are more difficult as you go forward, and the songs are relatively high.

But when it comes to the ability to make money, the chain is reversed.

Maybe being able to play a leading role in a national theater, and having more than five years of public performance experience, this matter is placed in the class of the acting department, it is almost like someone standing at the finish line just after entering school——

"Five years?! Times Theater?!" Wen Hang has always been steady, but at this moment he couldn't help it: "The Times Theater at 800 yuan per ticket?! Is it real or not?!"

"My dad said it would be difficult to play a supporting role, and you may not be able to get in without a salary—no wonder Jiang Jue usually has such good grades!"

"Teacher Qin must have seen his play, otherwise why would he score 95% every time!"

Chen Lu sat down straight away, unable to utter a word with his mouth puckered.

She originally intended to stand out for her idol, and just happened to get a wave of goodwill, but she didn't expect to be so embarrassed.

"Wouldn't it be that he started acting at the age of thirteen or fourteen, how young he was in the industry!"

As soon as Qi Lin saw someone taking out his mobile phone to take pictures of Jiang Jue, he stopped immediately and said in a deep voice, "Is it authoritative enough?"

It's not just an authority... It's hard to know how many people are rushing to pay for an open class with his identity.

"This practice is an opportunity for us to practice group play," he pressed his hands on the table, and said with a serious expression, "Since there are people with strong professional skills who can help with tutoring, let's all cherish some time, okay?"

Qi Lin never thought of disclosing Jiang Jue's identity.

But both of them have to prepare private movie scripts, and there is not enough time in the first place, and it is really a waste of time to fool around with these people.

Like Jiang Jue and him, because the absence rate is too high, they basically have to perform perfectly in the exam to secure their grade points. If the final homework is delayed this time, they can only retake the exam but not make up the exam—they have no time to retake it. again.

No one would be convinced if he didn't show his status as an authority, but if Jiang Jue blew himself up, he would feel a bit self-promoting and self-flattering, and it might even cause people to hate him.

Because of Qi Lin's status as an idol, Qi Lin has always been very popular. Let Jiang Jue lead everyone through the process by him, saving everyone's time and energy.

From these points of view, this is the most profitable option.

Fortunately, even if the two of them hadn't communicated beforehand, they could reach an agreement in such a tacit understanding, which is really great.

Sheng Tianshuo's face changed again and again, both excited and unhappy.

There are idols and old actors in the class, so there is no room for him to stand out and talk.

While he was thinking about how to curry favor with this usually silent and stuffy pot in private, he was also wary that the two of them would steal his role.

Jiang Jue took the pen and paper, and spoke in the silence.

"There must be rules in everything."

His eyes are calm and stable, and his voice is serious and bright, just like in a theater, he can clearly send every word to everyone's ears.

"During rehearsal, there are no special circumstances, don't chat, don't play with mobile phones, and raise your hands when you have something to do."

In the few hours just now, everyone was like a mess, and the squad leader also looked at a loss. He suppressed many thoughts, and even prepared to be failed.

He has acted in too many dramas, and he is well aware of the contradictions and oppositions of human nature, and he also knows how much criticism and criticism he may provoke if he intervenes.

But Qi Lin stood up and led things to a better side.

Now that he has taken the risk to stand up to the thunder, there is no need for him to be quiet.

"Since I am the director for the time being, I will now divide the stages and levels for you. The timetable will be determined by Wen Hang. We will apply to the teacher for a replacement after three absences."

The expressions of the two people who planned to fish in troubled waters changed, and they were a lot more honest.

Qi Lin sat not far away, listening to him handle everything in an orderly manner.

He had never seen such a side of Jiang Jue, just like a prudent and sober official who arranged everything just right.

Calm, detached, and silent majesty.

What was a mess just now was dismantled and sorted out in a few minutes, and everything became orderly.

"I said that there is not much time for the show, and I can only allocate one and a half hours a day." He lowered his head and wrote a note next to the timetable: "The location is still here, E304."

"It's only been an hour and a half..." Someone complained in a low voice, "Twelve people are not enough."

Jiang Jue paused and glanced at him lightly.

The man fell silent for a moment.

"Go back tonight and memorize the lines." Jiang Jue calculated how much time he had left after returning to the dormitory, got up and closed the script.

"Wait!" Sheng Tianshuo stood up straight away: "I am the leading actor, and my lines should be at least one or two thousand words—how can you memorize them by heart?"

"It's seven o'clock in the evening. Even if you go to bed at twelve o'clock, you still have at least four hours." Jiang Jue paused and said gently, "If you think it's too difficult, we can change roles."

Sheng Tianshuo was so choked that he couldn't say a word, and sat back holding his breath.

"Okay, let's go back."

As people left one after another, Qi Lin and Jiang Jue returned to the dormitory.

"You really think...they've finished memorizing it." Qi Lin said worriedly, "I think it's hanging."

Jiang Jue walked forward, and said slowly: "It's good if you can read smoothly."

Qi Lin was stunned for a moment, before reacting immediately: "You want them to at least familiarize themselves with their lines, so that they don't even know when they will speak during the play?"

Jiang Jue covered his mouth and yawned, and said seriously: "Look at today's show, how many people know what the story is about?"

Some people don't even have highlighter markers, and they don't even know how many paragraphs their lines have and where they are located.

Qi Lin chuckled, sighed and shook his head.

There is a reason why the acting department produces only a few actors who can become famous every year.

After they went back, they each took a bath, one lay on the bed and read the script, and the other wrote the movie role analysis at the desk.

The rustling sound of writing is very soft, which makes people relax unconsciously.

Qi Lin endured hunger and watched the script. After highlighting each line of his lines with a highlighter, he spent some time memorizing the lines.

This story is actually very interesting after reading it.

On the surface, he is just twelve people fighting for their own reasons, but what he presents is the various forms of all living beings in society.

Everyone seems to be quite just and reasonable, but at the beginning of the story, they are actually working together to execute an innocent person.

The four characters of the mob can't be more clearly expressed by the disputes and quarrels.

The entire play is performed at a table, without scene transitions or extra props, but there are few preaching words and many thought-provoking details.

When Qi Lin was reading this notebook, he unconsciously thought of things in the circle.

Now that the fan circle culture is developing day by day, as long as there are more people, all kinds of trials and sanctions will emerge in endlessly.

As long as there are conflicts and confrontations, the public will impatiently label one of them as worthy of death, and go back to the irrelevant past to further deny the existence of that person.

Even he himself was once labeled as 'not professional', 'grabbing resources', 'private life chaos' and so on.

A candid shot with a blurred angle and a sentence intercepted by a fragment can be all the reasons for a conviction.

Although there are anti-criminal stations in operation, as long as the so-called black material is deliberately magnified and distorted, he will become a clown in many people's mouths.

He couldn't help but laugh.

In reality, there are not many people who splash paint and eggs, but on the Internet, all kinds of violent methods are constantly being introduced.

Everyone in this drama seems to be defending the law, but in fact they are all just taking the opportunity to vent their inner fear and anger. There are only two or three people who really talk about the matter at first.

Even if the judiciary needs to be perfected and improved, how can private law be objective?

Even if the judiciary has unjust, false and wrongly decided cases every year, it only denies others completely based on a moment of anger. Where can the anger of the people who want to tear their bones and skins be objective?

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Jue asked casually as he put down his pen to rest for a while.

Qi Lin recalled all the things he had been tried in the past, and chatted with him a few words.

"People... are really too easy to be incited." He put down the script in his hand, and said slowly: "Lynching is actually being abused even now."

Angry people attacked and discredited the judged person, trying to erase his existence in every possible way.

"Can't they think logically? The loopholes and loopholes are so obvious."

Jiang Jue listened to him talking for a long time, and said, "Gustav said such a passage in the book "The Crowd"."

"As soon as a person is in a group, his IQ is seriously reduced. In order to gain recognition, individuals are willing to abandon right and wrong, and use their IQ in exchange for a sense of belonging that makes people feel more secure."

Just like in today's rehearsal, even if someone wants to cherish the time to rehearse well, in order to gain a sense of belonging with everyone, he will go against his original intention and laugh along with him.

Qi Lin took a fixed look at him, and said seriously: "The script of "Twelve Citizens" is actually very ironic, isn't it?"

Jiang Jue smiled: "This is what makes it a classic."

"You like this book very much." Qi Lin observed his expression, and said again: "That's why you cooperate with me and spend time with everyone to rehearse the play together."

"Yeah." Jiang Jue's smile gradually deepened: "I like it very much."

The author has something to say: the domestic version is called "Twelve Citizens", and the foreign original version is called "Twelve Angry Men". Both films are low-cost and high-repute masterpieces on Douban.

The domestic version is performed by a group of veteran actors from Beijing Renyi, and any one of them has played "In the Name of the People" or "White Deer Plain".

I did a second scan on iQiyi yesterday... Today I found out that station B also has resources, and there are over [-] bullet screens, so I decided to go to OVO for the third time

[B station number: 17665399]

How should I put it, the first time my attention was always on the plot reasoning of guilt and innocence, and it was only the second time that I felt the plot's allusion and irony to different characters.

Every actor's line skills are particularly strong. The adaptation of the script won the Golden Rooster Award that year, and the film won the Gold Award at the Rome Film Festival. The fried chicken is strong!

*Viewing Tips:

1. He Bing and Han Tongsheng actually got into a fight during filming

2. Observe whether a person can act. In fact, you can see what other people are doing when there are no lines.

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Chapter 31 or 32 mentioned cross talk, and I remember that in the first three chapters I also wrote about Jiang Jue and Teacher Qin's confrontation, which was super smooth.