Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 291: One Word to Defeate the Literary Youth
On the plane, Zhou Hao had already made up for it by watching one of Teacher Yang's classic works.

In terms of appearance, Yang Weihong does not conform to the white, young and thin internet celebrity aesthetic of this era. She has a very classical oriental female look, gentle and generous, neither coquettish nor flamboyant.

But her acting skills have given this face infinite plasticity, and there will be no sense of incongruity no matter what role she plays.

The legendary "plastic surgery-style" acting skills allow him to play anyone he wants, unlike some famous "old actors" who always look like themselves in any role they play.

After knocking on the door and walking into the yard, I saw Yang Weihong splashing ink and writing in the yard. He was not writing, but painting.

Zhou Hao and Guo Chen looked at each other quietly, then sat down beside them consciously without disturbing them.

It is very common for old-school actors to practice calligraphy and painting. On the one hand, it can help accumulate cultural literacy to better understand the script and the role; on the other hand, some aspects of calligraphy and painting are similar to acting.

True masters of painting and calligraphy never stick to any "rules" and always do what they please. The same goes for acting. A truly good performance is never a "performance" but rather being one with the character and interpreting it as one pleases.

"Relaxation" is one of the signs of peak acting skills. The "explosive acting skills" of yelling, blowing one's beard and glaring right at the start can only make fans happy in the editing.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, Yang Weihong finally put down his pen and looked over.

His gaze stayed on Guo Chen for only a second before shifting directly to Zhou Hao, "Is that Teacher Zhou? Your reputation has become well-known recently."

"No, no, no." Zhou Hao quickly stood up, "Just call me Xiao Zhou."

Yang Weihong smiled and tied her hair up casually. "I really like those poems of yours. Can you help me attach one? Let me make it clear first, I can't afford to pay for writing."

Tsk, the interview assessment starts now?
Zhou Hao stood up and leaned over to take a look. At first glance, it was just an ordinary ink painting, a small thatched cottage at the foot of a mountain on a snowy night, with a bleak and solemn feeling in the picture.

He knew very little about this area and couldn't judge whether it was of high quality, he just thought it looked pretty good.

But if you look more closely, you can see a person in red playing the flute beside the thatched cottage, looking quite lonely...

Well, a breath of "loneliness" hits me in the face.

Sure enough, this is a typical "literary youth".

Which poem is most appropriate for this painting?

Zhou Hao narrowed his eyes slightly, and his brain began to search rapidly.

Yang Weihong on the side was not in a hurry to urge him. She picked up the teacup beside her and took a sip, looking at the young "literary giant" with interest.

About two minutes later, Zhou Hao picked up the pen and wrote on the blank space in the lower right corner of the scroll.

"The remaining snow glitters on the cold painting screen, plum blossoms fall and the flute plays at three o'clock in the morning, and the moon is dim and bright in the place where no one is."

After writing the three sentences, Yang Weihong's eyes shook violently. He immediately put down the teacup and his expression became solemn.

"I am a melancholy traveler in the world. I know why you are shedding tears. I recall my life in your heart-breaking voice."

After writing the last word, Zhou Hao breathed a sigh of relief and put down his pen.

Yang Weihong, who was standing aside, was completely petrified at this moment.

His eyes stared blankly at the poem, his whole body motionless, only his mouth was still quietly reciting, "I am a melancholy traveler in the world, I know why you are shedding tears... I am a melancholy traveler in the world..."

Guo Chen, who had been watching the show for a long time, was also shocked by the poem. After he came to his senses, he secretly gave Zhou Hao a thumbs up with a look of admiration.

You can't deny it, I can perform it easily on the spot.

As for the quality... just look at the crazy look on Senior Sister's face and you'll know.

How could it be bad? Seeing Yang Weihong's almost possessed look, Zhou Hao laughed in his heart.

There are thousands of poets and lyricists on Earth, but the two who understand women the best are probably Liu Sanbian and Nalan Xingde. Nalan's poems are a must-read for literary young women...

This piece of "Huan Xisha" can be regarded as one of the most famous masterpieces of Nalan's poems. Just the line "I am a melancholy traveler in the world" can perfectly shatter the defenses of literary young women and completely satisfy their literary tone of "everyone is drunk but I am sober".

After staring at it for a long time, Yang Weihong carefully put away the painting. She looked so careful and cautious, as if she was sorting out a family heirloom.

After she finished cleaning up, she looked up and asked, "What is the script? Did you bring it?"

"Ah?" Guo Chen was stunned. "Senior Sister, you know everything?"

"How fresh." Yang Weihong said unhappily, "I am boring and unkind. You came to me during the Chinese New Year. If you don't want me to act in a play with you, are you looking for me to date?"

Guo Chen was so embarrassed that his face turned red, and he didn't dare to respond.

Zhou Hao was also stunned. Is this teacher... so fierce?

"Where is the notebook?" Yang Weihong asked again.

"I have it. It's here with me." Guo Chen quickly took out a bound book from his bag and handed it over respectfully.

Yang Weihong nodded and waved her hand, saying, "Help me entertain the guests first. I'll take a look."

After saying this, he didn't care about Zhou Hao's reaction, he just sat down on the stone bench and started reading the script.

Guo Chen looked at Zhou Hao helplessly, with an apologetic look in his eyes: She is just like that, don't take it to heart.

Zhou Hao smiled disapprovingly; he didn't care about it.

If Yang Weihong was the kind of person who could take everything into consideration...would she have been ostracized and forced to quit the circle?
Perhaps, this is what a pure actor is.

Yang Weihong read the script very quickly and finished the whole thing in less than a quarter of an hour.

"The quality of your script is far from your lyrics." Yang Weihong frowned and said, "The opening gimmick is indeed quite attractive, but the subsequent plot is a bit dragged down, with a strong start but a weak finish."

Zhou Hao smiled awkwardly. He was really direct.

"The gimmick at the beginning of this book has basically framed the plot." Guo Chen chimed in, "It's really hard to develop it further afterwards. This is the limit of what can be written."

Yang Weihong frowned and pondered for a while, then shook her head, "There is a lot of room for this role to be played, but the script as a whole is really lacking."

Is this a rejection?

Just as Zhou Hao was about to speak, Guo Chen beside him quickly stopped him with his eyes.

"Sister, you can also say this the other way around." Guo Chen said with a smile: "It is precisely because the overall quality of the script is average that your role is more likely to stand out! If the script itself is already amazing, your performance will be easily overlooked, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Yang Weihong rolled her eyes at her. "I'm not the kind of person who seeks to be in the spotlight. As long as the show is good, I'm fine even if I'm just a supporting role."

After saying that, he looked at Zhou Hao and said, "Based on the poem you just sent me, I am willing to take this role as a way to repay the writing fee, but your schedule just happens to conflict with mine..."

"A conflict in schedule?" Guo Chen was surprised. "Senior sister, what kind of work did you take?"

Yang Weihong hesitated for a moment and lowered her voice and said, "The drama troupe is planning a new show and will be going on tour in the second half of the year. The whole team is preparing now."

(End of this chapter)