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Chapter 19: This exam is over.
Feng Yuan sighed inwardly; these kids were terrible.
His gaze continued to move across the stage. Then, suddenly, it stopped at one point.
Prince An.
His was like a crane standing among chickens.
On the entire stage, all nine people were performing with all their might, their foreheads were sweating, their voices were hoarse, and their bodies were slightly stiff from tension.
Only he stood there, hands in his pockets, leisurely, his gaze slowly moving among the other examinees.
It's like a passerby in a farmers' market who is attracted by the hustle and bustle and stops to take a look.
It's as if he's not taking an exam here.
Feng Yuanzheng frowned, unable to tell whether this guy was genuinely not nervous or simply not thinking about performing.
Wang Zian now finds it very interesting; it's a novel feeling.
He didn't know how to describe it, but these people were all performing so earnestly, as if they were really in a vegetable market.
How did they manage not to laugh while saying such awkward lines?
To Wang Zi'an's left, Zhou Ye is arguing with a vendor about the vegetables not being fresh.
Her demeanor was completely different from when she was in the waiting area.
Her brows were furrowed, her nostrils flared slightly, and her chin was jutting forward—a posture that suggested she was ready to start a fight at any moment.
Wang Zian wanted to get closer, but he was worried about affecting her exam.
Just stand still.
"Are your vegetables even fresh? I told you so yesterday when I came to buy them, and you'd save the freshest ones for me today! Look what you've given me!"
She slammed the non-existent plastic bag she was holding onto the stall.
"The leaves are all wilted! Do you think I'm stupid?"
Her tone and eyes were very serious; Wang Zian even thought she was genuinely angry because she had bought vegetables that weren't fresh.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Ye suddenly turned his head and glared at him, shouting, "What are you looking at! You idiot!"
The sound was bright and crisp, exploding in the small auditorium.
Oh my god, it seems like she's really angry!
Wait, is her acting really that good?
After Zhou Ye finished cursing, he blinked very quickly, almost unnoticed by anyone.
Seeing Zhou Ye's shifty eyes, Wang Zian's heart skipped a beat as he thought of a possibility.
She's giving herself a role!
This is so touching!
Zhou Ye was also gambling in his heart.
For some reason, when she saw Wang Zi'an standing there alone while everyone else was performing and no one was paying attention to him, she wanted to help him.
Hopefully, Prince An can handle this scene when she gets angry, otherwise there won't be any more opportunities.
She wasn't recklessly taking risks.
She figured it was perfectly normal to yell at the onlookers when arguing in the market, wasn't it?
Even if Wang Zian didn't react, she just cursed at a bystander who was watching the commotion, and then continued arguing with the vegetable seller.
It won't affect her own performance.
It can be used for both offense and defense.
In a flash, Wang Zian revealed a smile.
It's like someone watching a commotion on the street, and someone points a finger at you and insults you. He neither talks back nor gets angry; he just smiles at you, which makes you even angrier.
Zhou Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, Prince An is not a blockhead; he accepted the role.
He didn't say a word, didn't try to steal her thunder, and didn't try to overshadow her.
With just one expression or a subtle change in posture, she stepped into her role.
Not too much, not too little, just right.
Feng Yuanzheng noticed this scene and a slight smile appeared on his lips.
The interesting thing about this group is these two, and now they seem even more interesting.
Wang Zian watched Zhou Ye's performance for a while. Zhou Ye and the boss argued more and more fiercely, and the butcher and the people trying to mediate also came over. The four of them were arguing like a pot of water.
He then looked at the other people; each group was performing.
He couldn't disturb others, so he had to move his feet slightly and watch from a distance.
And so, he wandered around the stage all by himself.
Move from this corner to that corner, look from left to right, and then look from right to left.
The way he wandered around this virtual farmers' market was just like someone actually shopping at a real farmers' market; he didn't buy any vegetables, didn't haggle, he was just strolling around.
Occasionally, I'd be drawn to the lively atmosphere at a particular stall, take a quick look, and then leisurely walk away.
"Stop!"
Feng Yuanzheng's voice was like a knife, cutting cleanly and decisively.
The small auditorium fell silent instantly.
The sounds of arguing, shouting, haggling, and footsteps all abruptly ceased at the same moment.
The students quickly stood in line, and all the vivid, exaggerated, angry, and enthusiastic expressions they had shown during the performance were now gone, replaced by the same tense expression.
Prince An, however, remained calm.
While they were waiting for Feng Yuanzheng to comment on others, their own name was suddenly called out.
"Wang Zian, right?"
Wang Zian was taken aback.
Is it okay to call someone by their name during an exam? Shouldn't we avoid any appearance of impropriety?
He was surprised, and the other students were even more surprised!
In art exams, there's only one way for the proctors to remember your name.
You performed exceptionally well and left a deep impression on the examiners.
This is a huge advantage for art exam takers!
But there are two kinds of "impressive impressions": either too good or too bad.
In the eyes of these test takers, Wang Zian was no less impressive!
Several candidates glanced at Wang Zian at the same time.
Zhou Ye cautiously glanced at Wang Zi'an beside him.
"Here, teacher!"
Feng Yuanzheng placed the score sheet on the table and leaned forward slightly.
His face, when he's not smiling, does make him a little unapproachable.
His poker face was expressionless, his brows furrowed, and he looked like he was about to rush over and beat him up.
"Have you never had any formal acting training at all?!"
"Uh...yes!" Wang Zian answered truthfully;
The candidates present all widened their eyes instantly; Zhou Ye's puppy eyes almost popped out!
"He's so talented, yet he's never studied acting; he's just bragging!"
Feng Yuanzheng's brows were still furrowed; but the light in his eyes was shifting; he wasn't scrutinizing, he was thinking.
"It's obvious your performance just now was superficial; it was all just instinctive reactions!"
Prince An was very embarrassed!
He's not a god; he doesn't even know what acting is, yet he can act so well right from the start.
That smile just now wasn't an act; it was just that he found it funny when Zhou Ye scolded him, and that's why he laughed.
"However, you're very talented! At least your reaction just now was natural and relaxed!"
"Hehehe~!" Wang Zian chuckled awkwardly, "Thank you for the praise, teacher~!"
Feng Yuanzheng continued, "Don't waste your talent; it's obvious to everyone!"
Use a technique of first criticizing to elevate the argument!
This guy actually does this kind of thing!
Wang Zian smiled and nodded; "Thank you, teacher!"
Feng Yuan looked at Wang Zi'an's expression and saw a thin, transparent barrier in his eyes; he knew that Wang Zi'an hadn't listened.
Thinking that Wang Zi'an had never considered coming to the Beijing Film Academy, she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
He let out a long breath, looked at the others, and didn't offer any further comments.
"The other performances were mixed; let's go back and wait for news!"
"This exam is over!"
Wang Zian bowed with everyone, and then left the examination room in an orderly fashion, each with their own thoughts.