Rebirth: Yu Haishengbo

What is a show?

According to the book "The Actor's Self-cultivation" written by Stanislavsky, acting is the transmission of feelings or emotions from the inside out, or from the outside in.Generally speaking, it is the actors who convey the emotions or emotions to the audience in the form of performance.

Joy, anger, sadness, joy, greed, anger, ignorance, innocence, charm, insidiousness, cunning, stupidity and other emotions, all kinds of emotions, all need actors to express themselves in specific performances.

So how do the actors produce emotions in response to the situation during the performance?

Ahem, this requires actors to mobilize their emotions. Of course, not everyone can mobilize their emotions and emotions well.Sometimes, feelings and emotions need to be continuously cultivated and exercised. Don’t you see that there are so many people who want to be actors, but the real masters are old actors who have been honed countless times. It is possible to be tortured into a neurosis by the mobilization of this emotion.

So being an actor is not easy, and acting is not easy either... If your emotions and emotions are not mobilized well, or if you mobilize too much, it is easy to get into a situation where the drama is too deep and you cannot return to real life.So, if you're not determined to risk becoming a psychopath, don't be an actor, or you'll most likely spend the rest of your life in a mental institution...unless you're born into it.

Is there anyone who is born to eat this kind of food?have!Not only that, but many more, at least, in Peng Xiao's eyes, this little guy in front of him is definitely born to be an actor.

"Big joy!"

"For Dabei!"

"Instead of being furious!"

"Lines! Remember to read them out!!"

"Okay! That's all for today's performance! Take a break!"

As soon as the devil Peng Xiao's words fell to the ground, Qi Miaoyi collapsed on the floor and couldn't get up again.

"Hoo, hoo!"

Panting continuously, Qi Miaoyi looked at the man not far away who took a pen to record various data and was nominally his master, and secretly greeted the eight generations of his ancestors.

"Boy, isn't it good? The mood changes quickly... How does it feel to have big ups and downs?" Peng Xiao came over and sat down on top of Qi Miaoyi's head, and patted his sweaty forehead.

"Today... I absolutely don't want to act again..." With a painful groan, Qi Miaoyi closed his eyes, letting his thin chest rise and fall with the violent panting. What he needs most now is to close his eyes and rest ==||

Just kidding, this guy actually asked him to express five different emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, greed, anger, and ignorance within an hour, and he also had to add lines, which is simply torture! !Do you know how much mental power it takes to express five different seven emotions in just one hour! !He was almost tormented by this guy! !

Now, no one can stop him from falling asleep quickly!no one... no... ok...

"If you don't push me so hard, how would I know where your bottom line is?" With a grin, Peng Xiao was in a rare good mood and joked, "But I said Xiao Yi, don't be so defenseless in the future Lying in front of a man, lying in front of others like a dish will be eaten!"

Someone already in a deep sleep ignored him.

After not getting a response for a while, Peng Xiao looked at Qi Miaoyi's delicate sleeping face, touched the stubble on his face, got up and hugged Qi Miaoyi who was lying on the ground and fell asleep in his arms, and walked to the lounge.

While Peng Xiao was walking steadily, she lowered her head to look at the sleeping face nestled in his arms, and the tough guy-like lines on her face softened a lot: "...well, I'm sorry for you... brat."

It seems that I really tossed this little guy hard (Work: Are you talking nonsense!).

It has been almost half a year since Peng Xiao took over the instruction to train Qi Miaoyi alone.

The past six months can be long or short, but it is enough for Peng Xiao to get to know a person.

But this beautiful little guy in front of him is like a Wang Tan, the surface is as clear as a mirror, but the closer he gets, the more he can't see clearly.You say he is weak, sometimes he acts very tenacious and tenacious, sometimes he can’t help but pity him because of his fragile expression, he is like a magic treasure chest, every time When you feel that you have exhausted the contents of his treasure chest, he will pop up some magical specialties again, which will make you keep digging.

——Who gave birth to this magical little guy?

Touching the cheek of someone who was sleeping curiously, Peng Xiao guessed a little funny: Could it be from an alien life?

Qi Miaoyi, who was sleeping peacefully in Peng Xiao's arms, did not know that he had actually been regarded as an alien species. At this moment, he was having a wonderful dream.

In the dream, Qi Miaoyi was standing on the stage of the Best Actor Awards Gala.The lights under the stage flickered, the audience was like a sea, and the applause was like a wave. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the glory of the emperor.

At this time, Master Zeng Yongming came up slowly in a sheep suit, and wanted to present him with an award, Qi Miaoyi politely took the trophy, and was about to say something, when he heard the audience roaring with laughter: "Look, look! It turned out to be a shemale award! It turned out to be a shemale award!"

Qi Miaoyi turned pale with shock. He looked quickly, but saw his face from his previous life carved on the trophy, and the word "shemale" was written on it.

Then, Lei Ming suddenly appeared, looked at him with disgust, and said, "I actually slept with a ladyboy for a month, it's disgusting."

Then, the president of TSL suddenly appeared and said, "The company doesn't need people like you, get out of TSL."

Then, Li Xianming came out of nowhere and said, "You monster, you actually lied to me!"

Finally, a bunch of familiar people began to appear, pointing at him and hurling abuse.

"Me! I'm not!!" Qi Miaoyi struggled to sit up, roared, and opened his eyes.

After staring blankly at the ceiling for a while, Qi Miaoyi suddenly remembered that he seemed to have had a nightmare just now... It was really scary, but luckily it was a dream.

Looking around, Qi Miaoyi found himself lying on a leather sofa in a luxuriously decorated office, covered with an unfamiliar coat.

Well?Where did I sleep?

At this time, I suddenly heard an elegant and magnetic voice saying politely: "You are awake."

It was only then that Qi Miaoyi, who realized that there was someone in the room, turned his head back in shock, and then froze.

In the corner of the leather sofa, a handsome man about 24 years old is sitting there.

He was wearing a set of simple light gray low-neck V-shaped cashmere sweater on his upper body, and denim trousers that looked like he was custom-made on his lower body. Red Book, with one hand on the armrest of the sofa, the whole person relaxed and leisurely leaned on the sofa, like a still oil painting.

Qi Miaoyi met his eyes, and found in a daze that his eyes were very black, as black as the thick ink used for landscape painting; his eyes were deep, as deep as the deserted and lonely night sky in winter; His eyes were hazy again, as hazy as the misty rain in May in the south of the Yangtze River.

Under the slightly curved long eyebrows that are neither thick nor thick, his eyelashes are slender and thick, and with the blinking of the eyelids, there is a strange current passing by; his nose is straight and crystal clear, just like a painting by a master painter. The most exquisite stroke, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, the arc is elegant and distant, and there seems to be a hint of kindness.

Unconsciously, Qi Miaoyi's gaze moved down, and he saw the delicate ivory-like collarbone exposed at his neckline. The collarbone shone with a hazy pearl-like halo under the light of the room, which was both sacred and alluring.

Qi Miaoyi was very unimpressive and had a nosebleed.

"Are you okay?" The culprit who caused Qi Miaoyi's nosebleed came towards him in surprise, took out a blue handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his nosebleed, and said helplessly, "Brother Xiao is still like that." I'm not used to paying attention to things around me, so I let you sleep here alone..."

The sparse and bright magnetic voice slid into Qi Miaoyi's ears like the music of a violin and awakened his mind.

As if frightened, he rolled and crawled to the ground, stammering: "You, you, you, are you the film emperor Wei Wei Huaisheng..."

Wei Huaisheng was amused by his frightened animal-like expression, and didn't care about his rudeness, just said: "It's me."

"You you you you are the No. [-] brother of TSL, Wei Huaisheng!!"

Qi Miaoyi was so surprised that he couldn't speak incoherently.

"It's right that Wei Huaisheng is me, but I'm not TSL's No. [-] brother." Patting Qi Miaoyi's head, Wei Huaisheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, turning the corner of his mouth upside down.

Qi Miaoyi started to be sluggish again.

At this moment, his teacher Peng Xiao came in, saw the two of them, grinned and said, "Yo, Xiao Yi woke up."

"Master, master, master..." Qi Miaoyi opened his mouth wide, pointed at Wei Huaisheng stammeringly, and before he could say anything, Peng Xiao got a potsticker on his head: "Look at your prospects, come, see you Your brother."

"Shishishishishishixiong?!" Qi Miaoyi was already starting to feel dazed. He didn't know why he just fell asleep and had a nightmare. Why did he become a senior brother with Wei Huaisheng, the company's legendary film king, as soon as he woke up? ...Hey, although it’s okay to call it that in a company, but at that time, it was wailing to the media!

"It turns out that this little guy is your new junior brother, Master..." Wei Huaisheng looked at Qi Miaoyi who was stunned for a moment, and said to Peng Xiao with a suppressed smile, "You have a good vision."

"Just now I heard you call me Brother Xiao, why did you call me Master Kai again in an instant." Peng Xiao punched Wei Huaisheng in the chest, and laughed, "I never thought you would come to me, um , if you don’t have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, and your mouth is so sweet, you must have something to trouble me."

"Brother Xiao still understands me." Wei Huaisheng's sinking eyes rolled around Qi Miaoyi's body, and said, "I really have something to ask you."

"Tsk." Seeing that Qi Miaoyi was still standing there stupidly covering his nose with a handkerchief, Peng Xiao couldn't help but pull him to sit on the sofa, and smiled at Wei Huaisheng: "Come on, what's the matter?"

"It's like this." Wei Huaisheng didn't beat around the bush, and directly explained his intentions, "You should have heard that a few days ago I received a script for a grand myth-themed TV series. It's Shen Yu, the ace screenwriter of CCTV, so that stubborn guy is very picky about casting actors..."

"Don't talk about these crap, you think I don't know that this TV series is going to be created by the two of you?!" Peng Xiao sneered, "I'm very picky? I think it's not only him, but you too?"

Wei Huaisheng's face remained unchanged after being exposed, and he continued: "So, I have always thought that TSL always produces talents, so I came to the company to discuss with you and see if you can pick me some suitable candidates for this area. actor."

Handing the red book in his hand to Peng Xiao, he pointed to the name written on it with a marker and said.

Peng Xiao lowered her head and took the script, curled her lips: "Look for me? Why don't you look for Director Ruan?"

There was a smile on Wei Huaisheng's handsome face, and the room was filled with brilliance: "Compared to Director Ruan, I still trust Brother Xiao more."

Peng Xiaobai glanced at him, but his heart was still very useful. He scanned the script with his eyes, and saw "Lotus Lantern" written in traditional Chinese characters on the cover. When he opened the first page, the names of the characters came into view. When he saw the first protagonist After giving her name and request, her eyes focused, and she couldn't help looking at Qi Miaoyi who was still in a daze.