Chapter 32

When Xue Tingyun came home at night, the lights were not turned on at home. He thought Wang Ziye had gone out. When he turned on the lights in the living room, he found that the man was lying on the sofa, sleeping peacefully.

In front of the chest muscles that were rising and falling at a constant speed from falling asleep, the literature award-winning work was buckled upside down.

After a while, Wang Ziye woke up and sat with a dull expression.

Xue Tingyun took the book and flipped through it. The book was thinner than he thought, with not many words, and the narration was rather straightforward.

"What's the matter?" he asked Wang Ziye, "isn't the book good-looking?"

Wang Ziye said bitterly: "I never thought that reading a novel would be more tiring than reading Ma Yuan, reading for three minutes and sleeping for two hours."

Xue Tingyun laughed, but most of the biographical literature is inferior to popular literature in terms of interest.

He immediately said again: "Then don't look at this, look at Ma Yuan, just look at it tonight, and I'll spot-check it tomorrow."

"..." Wang Ziye still stopped at what Marxism is, and urgently changed the subject, "I asked my agent to find out, the script should have changed a lot from the original work, and the writer himself was hired as a consultant, and the changes also need to be changed. In line with the background of the times and historical facts.”

The agent told him that the writer was over eighty years old, and the role Wang Ziye was going to audition for was the writer's mother's brother and the writer's uncle.

And the things in this book are what the writer saw and heard when he was a child.

Xue Tingyun felt that he was really worried, and tried to explain: "The film and television script is definitely more interesting than the original biography. I haven't gone to the audition, and I haven't seen the script, so don't put so much pressure on yourself."

Wang Ziye was very worried and said, "This story has a very long time span. The story line of the characters also goes from seventeen or eighteen to forty years old. The highlight is after thirty-five years old. Am I too young?"

Xue Tingyun said, "Are you so unconfident in the makeup artist of the crew?"

Wang Ziye thought about it for a while, and said he was satisfied, and said, "The drama team agreed to let me audition. I read the book, and I think there is a reason. This character is in his early twenties and his family is fine. At that time, he was a fancier, and it was written in the book that he would often go to church meetings and ask people to dress him up and sing on stage."

Xue Tingyun also laughed when he heard it, and said, "So, the director may have seen our teacher Wang's famous work."

Speaking of this, Wang Ziye became a little shy.

The work that made him famous overnight was an era spy war drama "Spring Breeze". That year's dark horse was the king of the drama, and the star drama received the highest ratings of the year. The crew won numerous awards the following year, and Wang Ziye was also shortlisted for the best TV festival. Jia Xinren, in the end, missed out, but the loss was due to a strong opponent, and it could be regarded as a glorious defeat.

He played an important supporting actor in that play. On the surface, he was a famous Peking Opera actor, and he was able to navigate between various forces with ease, but he was actually an underground worker. Promote the important nodes of the plot, so every scene is a famous scene, and the limelight almost overshadows the male protagonist.

At that time, he was still a junior. This was his first play. The crew was willing to use him to play this important role. It was the casting director who accidentally saw a video of the homework of an acting student on the Internet. Immediately recommended this film school student to the director.

When Wang Ziye received a call from the crew to audition, he thought it was a liar. The other party called him three times in a row, and then he went in suspiciously. After the audition, he also wondered suspiciously whether the other party would suddenly show the QR code to let him go. He pays first.

The result is of course no. The crew was really a regular unit, and they were very positive in all aspects. Later, they became the first high-profile role in Wang Ziye's life, and it also raised his professional awareness of actors.

The video that the casting director saw was collected by Wang Ziye and his classmates. It was a short stage play showing the decline of the national essence of Peking Opera. In order to act decently and to get higher homework scores, the classmates also went to study now. After some Peking Opera fur, playing with guns, pulling his beard, shaking his hair, singing, reading and playing, it was Wang Ziye's turn, he was undoubtedly the finale of this job, with a beautiful appearance and a model-like appearance. Decently came the water sleeve figure in "Suo Lin Sac".

Wang Ziye agreed with Xue Tingyun's statement. He felt that it was possible that the director of this play had also seen "The Spring Breeze", or had heard that he could play a fancier drama.

This is definitely an important plus point for role performances.

The more so, the more impossible it is to go wrong.

The next morning, Xue Tingyun got up on time, his own bed.

When he came out of the bathroom after shaving, and saw Wang Ziye also got up, he was surprised, thinking that this man was really going to look at Ma Yuan with anger.

Xue Tingyun just wanted to explain that he didn't want to spot-check and tutor Wang Ziye's messy political knowledge. He couldn't read the first page for 20 days. This is Marx, and it's hard to save.

But Wang Ziye didn't read the book, but called someone out of nowhere.

Xue Tingyun said in his heart, he was right, he was not very eager to learn, fortunately he was not my student, otherwise the grass on the grave would have been three feet tall.

"Hello, teacher, it's been a long time." Wang Ziye reported his home and politely spoke on the phone, "Do you have time these days?"

Xue Tingyun drank water, briefly ate breakfast, and then came back to change his clothes, always listening to the sounds in the room with his ears pricked up.

I also know that Wang Ziye contacted a Peking Opera teacher he knew before and wanted to learn the basic skills again.

That's pretty easy to learn. Teacher Xue changed his mind again. Dig out and pat the ashes, still a good student.

The two met again at home in the evening.

As soon as Wang Ziye saw Xue Tingyun, he cried and said, "I'm hard! I'm hard!"

"..." Xue Tingyun said, "Wait a little bit harder, let me see what day of the week it is today."

Wang Ziye said: "No... not that."

He went to see the teacher this afternoon and followed the teacher for half a day of class. The more he went on, the worse he felt. When he looked in the mirror, he felt that his figure was not too beautiful. If he used to be Liu Xianglian, now he is very Xue Pan.

The teacher also said euphemistically: "Ziye, you are a muscle, it's a bit hard, you understand?"

Wang Ziye said: "Teacher, I'm not too demanding. It's good to be able to reach the level in "The Spring Breeze"."

The teacher said in confusion: "Ah? Isn't this a requirement?"

Wang Ziye was even more confused: "Ah? I only studied for three days, isn't it difficult?"

The teacher said, "How young you were then."

Wang Ziye said, "Teacher, it's less than three years."

The teacher was surprised: "I remember that you were soft and soft like a little girl back then. Why are your muscles so hard now? What have you eaten in the past three years?"

Wang Ziye: "...Life is hard."

He didn't exercise much before, he was lazy all day, could sit or stand, could lie down or not, and he didn't start sending money to fitness coaches, mainly because he didn't have the financial resources to be cheated.

At that time, the figure was thin, two or three years younger, and it was indeed softer than now.

Before coming to learn water sleeves, it was also for a stage play. It was another show. He also went to dance modern dance for two months. The ligaments just opened, and the body was stretched, laying a solid foundation for learning water sleeves. In addition, the scene on the Liyuan stage in "The Spring Breeze" is just one scene. It can be said that the time and place are right and the person has established the role of Huadan.

Xue Tingyun was surprised: "You can still dance modern dance?"

"I was able to dance at that time." Wang Ziye said, "I forgot to mention it now."

He was very depressed. When he learned everything, he felt that there were too many skills and he was not overwhelmed. As a result, everything was not good. After using it once, he threw it away. Now it is difficult to pick it up.

Despite this, he insisted on going to classes for a few days, and the more he went, the colder his heart became.

The teacher is still very good at talking, so he comforted him and said: "It's alright, these tricks are put in the TV series, it's no problem to fool the audience now, I've watched some bad dramas, as long as enough sugar is sprinkled, the barrage will definitely scream. Sweet, don't care about details."

Wang Ziye was heartbroken and said, "Our domestic dramas are really going to get cold."

The teacher also said with a sad face: "Are you talking cold in front of our Peking Opera?"

Wang Ziye: "...

Finally, finally, the agent announced the audition time.

It's November, and winter is almost here.

Wang Ziye got up early in the morning, wearing an off-white pullover, and sat at the dining table in a trance.

He doesn't have the habit of eating breakfast, except when filming, he usually gets up early and doesn't eat.

Xue Tingyun warmed him a glass of milk, then ate breakfast alone, looked at him several times, and said, "Do you want me to accompany you to the audition?"

Wang Ziye looked up at him slowly, and said like a ghost: "What kind of sweet pet are you playing here? Do your experiment seven."

Xue Tingyun: "..."

Wang Ziye doesn't speak Sichuanese or Mandarin these days. In order not to lose the chain during the audition, he is adapting to the pronunciation of the role's Beijing film. Although Xue Tingyun told him that it was not necessary, the pronunciation of the old Beijing North and South was very different, and the Beicheng accent could be ignored. But Wang Ziye was very worried that he would accidentally speak loudly during his audition.

This level of anxiety is comparable to that before the art exam.

One day, when he was having a good time with Xue Tingyun, he accidentally uttered a Sichuan-style swear word. He immediately froze, stopped immediately, and reverently corrected himself back to Beijing-style Mandarin.

Xue Tingyun, who was in the state, was blinded - it didn't take too long, Wang Ziye was also a relatively talented player, and he was completely unaffected. After the correction, nothing happened, and he continued with him at the rhythm just now. What is it.

Afterwards, Dr. Xue was also uneasy: Doing 0 on time has already let you down, but you can still be distracted?

Do you love characters or do you love me?

Of course he didn't ask, what did he care about with the Paper Man. No need, the layout is too small.

Anyway, he loves Ayanari more.

He wasn't too busy these two days. He really planned to accompany Wang Ziye to the audition. Seeing Wang Ziye like this, he was afraid it would backfire. His presence might make the other party even more nervous. Experimented.

Wang Ziye accompanied Xiang Wan and Bart to audition.

When they got there, the receptionist led them to a separate lounge.

"It seems that there are other people coming to audition." Xiang Wan said.

She has been on the job for more than a year, and this is the first time to accompany an artist to audition, and it feels strangely new.

Bart, who has been with other artists before, is more knowledgeable, and said: "Generally, several suitable artists are gathered in one day to try it out, so the comparison is more direct."

Wang Ziye sat very upright, and said, "This formal unit, if I am the only one to audition, should I still use the audition? I will be admitted directly."

Xiang Wan felt his strange nervousness after the Beijing movie, and said, "Guo Guo..."

Wang Ziye was horrified: "Don't speak Sichuan dialect with Lao Tzu!"

Xiang Wan and Bart: "..."

Wang Ziye fell short, and Ge You immediately slumped on the sofa chair, feeling his right eyelid twitching, and had a bad premonition, he wouldn't wait and forget that he should show off his Peking Opera figure, so he went to perform Sichuan Opera, right?

I can't help but think about it in my mind, one time he changed his face in front of the director, one time he rolled the lights there, and one time he even spit fire... In the end, it failed to make this dream drama, and it became a mistake by accident. The unofficial inheritor of Sichuan Opera.

Here he is nervously brainstorming a small theater.

Bart received a call from his agent, and agreed a few words.

Xiang Wan also asked Bart in standard Mandarin: "What's the matter?"

"He asked me to tell Brother Ye not to be under pressure," Bart said, looking at Wang Ziye, "Mr. Huo has already said hello, there will be no problem."

When he was halfway through speaking, Xiang Wan froze in his heart, but it was too late to stop him, so he had to interrupt: "Haha, I don't know if we care about lunch here?"

However, Wang Ziye's face has changed.