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Chapter 126 Can it be mastered in 3 days?
When Sister Meng mentioned Wang Chunzai on WeChat a few days ago, a string in his mind suddenly went through a chord.
Yes! Back in the preliminary exam room, Wang Chunzai looked at him as if he were a rough stone that hadn't been carved yet. Later, he stopped him on the street and offered to take him out to eat. Then, in a coffee shop, he poured his heart out and persuaded him to stay for more than an hour.
We must make use of people who are interested in us and have readily available opportunities!
Today, whatever we say, we have to make sure Teacher Wang leaves something behind.
The makeup and styling were done quickly.
Wang Zian stood up from the vanity chair and walked to the full-length mirror in the dressing area.
His face was painted with the makeup of a martial arts actor.
With white greasepaint as a base, thick, black, sword-like eyebrows slanted from the center of her brows to her temples. At the outer corner of her eyes, Sister Su used an extremely fine brush to draw an upward stroke on her eyeliner. Her already slightly upturned phoenix eyes appeared even sharper and more spirited with this stroke, as if they had been slashed by a blade.
He put on the costume of a martial arts actor, with four flags sticking out of his back and white silk hanging down from his shoulders. He picked up the prop spear and gripped it in his hand. He stood in front of the mirror, and even Sister Su, who was touching up Zhou Ye's makeup, couldn't help but take a second look.
But Prince An wasn't looking at himself in the mirror.
That feels so good!
He closed his eyes and began to imagine the final scene in his mind.
The stage was empty, the audience below was pitch black, and the curtain was slowly falling. The martial arts actor he was playing decided to die with his beloved.
He opened his eyes, casually twirled the spear in his hand, the shaft spinning in his palm, then turned to the side, freezing the turning motion in an extremely short pause, giving the empty wall in front of him the most resolute look he could imagine.
Before he could even shake off that look, comments came from the side.
"Good eyesight."
The aura of fearlessness that Wang Zian exuded instantly dissipated.
He turned around and saw that Wang Chunzai had stood up from his chair at some point, standing a few steps away from him with his arms crossed, scrutinizing him with a look that was both critical and appreciative.
"Teacher Wang~!"
Wang Chunzai slowly circled around him.
Her gaze swept from the face paint on his face to the banner behind him, from the banner to his hand holding the gun, and then from his hand back to his eyes.
"Good look. And that look in his eyes just now was good too. Was that the last scene?"
Wang Zian nodded obediently.
"His posture is good too. It's just that the aura he exudes is a bit off; it's too domineering."
She stopped in front of him, speaking slowly and deliberately, as if she were commenting on a student's midterm skit in class.
"You're playing someone who's decided to die. Dying isn't about going to war, attacking cities, or competing with anyone to see who's stronger."
To die is to give up, to give up resistance, to give up struggle, to completely surrender oneself.
So you shouldn't stand so straight and stiff.
You should face death with a sense of calm, and with the peace of being able to leave with your loved ones.
She paused, her gaze lingering on his brow for a moment, "And there's a very slight sadness."
A very mild sadness~~!!
What are you saying?!
I don't understand!
He can't do it! Is acting that difficult?
But it's okay, Prince An will ask.
He asked with a smile, "Teacher Wang, I understand each of these words individually, but how do you convey them all in one look?"
Wang Chunzai glanced at him, said nothing, and simply extended her hand.
"Give me."
Prince An handed over the spear in his hand.
When she caught the gun, her fingers were so steady that they didn't move an inch, and then she made a very simple movement.
With a flick of her wrist, the spear spun half a circle in her palm, its tip pointing diagonally downwards at the ground. Her body turned slightly to the same side, her entire body facing the same direction.
She just stood there looking ahead, but her eyes had changed.
He was no longer the calm and sharp professional teacher he had just been; he was someone who was about to say goodbye to this world.
There was no anger, no resentment, no domineering arrogance that Wang Zi'an had just displayed in those eyes; only a quiet, gentle composure and a faint, yet still noticeable, reluctance.
It wasn't reluctance to let go of death, but reluctance to let go of a certain person.
She stood there for a moment, then let out a soft breath.
Wang Zian clapped almost instinctively.
Wow, that's amazing!
No wonder he is an associate professor with many years of experience in teaching performance.
"Teacher Wang, you're amazing!"
Wang Chunzai glanced back at him, handed the spear to him, and resumed his usual indifferent tone during class.
You owe so much!
"You were able to get into Beijing Film Academy because of your excellent personal qualities and good foundation, but these are just the stepping stones."
"Acting requires systematic learning. Look at those stars who want to change their image, which one of them didn't seek guidance from teachers at professional schools when honing their acting skills?"
Doesn't that hit the nail on the head?
Wang Zian placed the flower spear on the prop shelf next to him, and then waved to a few girls who had been secretly peeking in their direction from not far away.
Just now, Wang Zian and Teacher Wang Chunzai were talking. These three soon-to-be college students, who had just graduated from high school, had an instinctive fear of their teachers.
Especially since this teacher, Ms. Wang, had just pointed out to them that Wang Zi'an's eyes were off, her professional aura made them afraid to even breathe, and they could only watch from afar.
When they saw Wang Zian suddenly waving at them, the three of them were stunned for a moment.
Zhou Ye reacted the fastest, a smile instantly appearing on his lips, and quickly walked over.
Tian Xiwei and Liu Haochun quickly followed, instinctively sensing that something good was about to happen.
Once the three of them had come up to him, Wang Zian finally spoke, his tone filled with a frank and sincere sincerity.
"Teacher Wang, none of us are professionals yet."
"I haven't had any formal acting training, I've never been on a film set, I'm just making things by feel."
Wang Chunzai looked at him, then at the three girls standing upright in front of him, their eyes filled with nervousness and anticipation, and remained silent for a moment.
Then she sighed softly.
"Alright; I have some free time today, so I'll take a look at your basic skills and give you some guidance."
When she said the word "guidance," her gaze lingered on Zhou Ye's face for a moment longer, and she added:
"Zhou Ye, don't be nervous. I know you did very well in the art exam. Today, it's time to show me your basic skills."
Wang Zian immediately smiled, "Thank you, Teacher Wang, you're a lifesaver!"
"Don't try to sweet-talk me!" Teacher Wang said irritably.
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Wang Chunzai, a native of Yenching, graduated from Beijing Film Academy with a master's degree in 2004 and stayed on to teach. His family background is unknown.
The first teacher from the Performance Academy of Beijing Film Academy to study in the United States, he integrated several performance methods, including the European and American method school and the Meissner system. After returning to Taiwan, he pioneered the "de-acting" rapid teaching method in front of the camera.
In 2005, she won three awards in the Beijing Film Academy Young Teachers' Teaching Skills Competition, and in 2007, she was awarded the title of Outstanding Member.
These are all things that Wang Zian found online, and they don't look simple at all.
Over a decade of teaching acting has given her a wealth of teaching experience and theoretical knowledge.
Wang Zian wanted to know just how fast that rapid teaching method was.
Can it be mastered in three days?
When Wang Zian shamelessly asked that question, Wang Chunzai glared at her.
"You seem to know me quite well, but are you dreaming? It can't be faster than three days!"
"Oh dear! Isn't this just a quick fix?" Wang Zian showed no embarrassment whatsoever.