Huayu: I'm reborn, but you still force me to be a scumbag?

Chapter 7 The Dumb House

Chen Nuo walked to the position Zhang Yiyi told him to go, stood still for a while, emptying his mind, and then began to concentrate, imagining the scene Zhang Yiyi had just described to him. Then, he began to imitate a scene that left the deepest impression in his memory.

So Zhang Yiyi and the others saw a figure staggering towards them in the dim light in the alley where dusk was deepening.

From a distance, I couldn't see his face clearly. I could only see that he walked a distance diagonally, then suddenly held onto the wall, buried his head, and his shoulders shook, as if he was crying.

Then he looked back, as if looking at someone.

Immediately, he pushed hard against the wall.

At this moment, the man's legs, which were originally a little soft and bent, suddenly straightened and became normal in an instant.

He continued to walk out, and walked faster and faster, and finally started to jog. His running posture was also very strange, his fists were clenched very tightly, and when he swung them, it was like two hammers. It made people feel that he was holding back something, and he had no way to vent it, and he wanted to use the hammer to smash the shackles around him.

The distance was not far, and Chen Nuo ran to Zhang Yiyi and the others in just two steps, and stopped. He took a breath and asked, "How is it, Teacher Zhang, is it okay?"

Chen Nuo didn't know whether he acted well or not.

At first, he wanted to imitate a girl who had broken up with him, but inexplicably, as he was acting, it seemed that something entered his heart and was externalized in his performance.

For example, the movement of waving hands while running, and the movement of leaning against the wall.

He didn't know where these things came from, but as he was acting, they entered his heart.

If I really have to say, it is that he watched short videos every day in his previous life and saw too many similar artificial videos, but when he was acting just now, it seemed that those artificial performances in the videos returned to their original nature in him?
Zhang Yiyi looked at his face hesitantly. It was clean without any water marks.

Chen Nuo touched his face and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Yiyi and Li Xiaotian looked at each other.

Li Xiaotian said in a daze: "Fuck."

"Wait a minute, let me think about it." Zhang Yiyi touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Go on... act like he's running for a while, and finally gets tired, so he stops. Pay attention, at this moment I hope your emotions are consistent with what you had just now. Come on."

"it is good."

Chen Nuo did the same thing as before, emptying his mind first, then concentrating his attention on imagining and putting himself in the situation.

Zhang Yiyi looked at the boy standing there, and all the expressions on his face disappeared little by little.

There was no sadness, no pain, and no despair as imagined. He just lowered his head slightly and looked at the ground. His eyes were fixed, like a mental patient. At first glance, it seemed that he was looking at the ground, but if you look closely, you will immediately find that he is not looking at anything, he is just maintaining this posture.

Immediately afterwards, large tears suddenly appeared. They rolled out of the eye sockets, slid down the cheeks, and finally hit the ground and became wet spots.

During this process, there was still no expression on that face, only the protruding blue veins on his neck were throbbing, revealing the surging emotions in this man's heart.

After a while, Chen Nuo raised his head, wiped his eyes, and said, "Teacher Zhang, is it ok?"

Zhang Yiyi came back to his senses and said, "Okay, that's it."

He suppressed his excitement and asked, "Hey, why do you cry so easily?"

"Well, I didn't blink on purpose. If I don't blink for a while, I'll cry. I've seen a doctor about this before, and the doctor said that my tear glands are overdeveloped."

Zhang Yiyi opened his mouth with a thousand words in his mind, but in the end he could only say one sentence: "It's good to be developed, developed."

In fact, the fact that tears can fall at will is secondary. Zhang Yiyi believes that crying scenes are not advanced acting skills. What he values ​​more is the restraint shown by Chen Nuo.

Zhang Yiyi has lied, no, he has taught many acting students, and he can guarantee that if he asks a hundred students to act out this scene, fifty of them will cry their hearts out, while the other fifty will be so tense that they cannot let go of their emotions.

Only the one hundred and first person can perform the suppressed outburst, the restrained sadness, and the speechless choking.

Only this person is the male protagonist he is looking for.

Zhang Yiyi asked again: "How did you come up with the action of holding the wall in the walking scene just now?" In his eyes, that action was a typical expressionist way of interpretation.

With that stretch, Chen Nuo's entire body straightened from being twisted in that instant, making it easy for people to understand the logic behind the performance.

The mute didn't want to cry in front of his lover. So he had to go, the faster the better. He used up his last bit of strength to support his body, leaving himself with the last bit of dignity.

This performance, without a doubt, exceeded his expectations.

Chen Nuo rubbed his nose and replied, "I don't know. I just had a feeling at that time and did what I felt."

Haha, feeling?
Zhang Yiyi nodded in understanding, looked at Li Xiaotian, and asked calmly: "Tian'er, what do you think?"

Li Xiaotian looked at Chen Nuo, then at Zhang Yiyi, and said suspiciously: "Fuck, Zhang Yiyi, are you kidding me? Is this really the student in the training class you mentioned?"

"Nonsense! Who the hell has the time to tease you?" Zhang Yiyi cursed, "Just tell me if it's okay or not."

Li Xiaotian said: "If it wasn't you who arranged it, what else can I say? I can only say that you are awesome at judging people."

Zhang Yiyi chuckled, turned to Chen Nuo and said, "Alright. Chen Nuo, I now formally invite you to join my crew."

"Are you serious? Teacher Zhang."

"That's right," Zhang Yiyi nodded affirmatively.

Chen Nuo felt that he would not need to change his career in the short term, so he confirmed: "Teacher Zhang, do you think I can get into the Film Academy?"

Zhang Yiyi said: "It will be no problem to film with me for a month or two."

Noticing Chen Nuo's expression, Zhang Yiyi said, "I'm not lying to you. If you want to apply to the Film Academy, you won't be able to study in that school. That school is designed to cheat people. The teachers and professors hanging on the wall are all randomly posted photos. But if you go to make a movie with me, the situation will be completely different. The actors I invite are all veteran actors who have been tested in actual combat. If you just ask them on the set and learn a few tricks, you can easily get them from the Film Academy."

Zhang Yiyi stretched out two fingers and gently shook them in front of Chen Nuo, with a tempting tone: "Besides, you still have to pay tuition to go to school. If you make a movie with me, not only will I not charge you any money, I will also pay you a salary."

"Hey, this amount. Where can you find such a good thing?"

Chen Nuo looked at the two fingers Zhang Yiyi was waving in front of him and asked hesitantly, "20?"

"Are you crazy? 2000 yuan."

It seems he is not a liar.

Seeing this, Chen Nuo no longer hesitated.

Is this an opportunity? He doesn't know.

However, he also understood that when the opportunity really comes, people often don't know it.

I nodded immediately and said, "Okay director, I will try my best. Thank you, director."

Zhang Yiyi smiled with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you won't regret it. If your classmates in the training class had the same experience as you, they would wake up laughing in their dreams."

That night, Zhang Yiyi rushed back to the school dormitory, took out a script and gave it to Chen Nuo, asking him to take the time to read it carefully in the next two days and memorize all the lines.

When Chen Nuo asked them when they would start filming, Zhang Yiyi replied: "Anytime."

Chen Nuo took the script back to the house. The pair of pink slippers were still at the door, and Yang Mi still hadn't come back. Chen Nuo thought that the woman must have gone back home.

After a simple wash, Chen Nuo took the script to bed and started reading.

The script was quite thin and wrapped in hardcover. When I opened the cover, I saw a title on the title page: "The Dumb House."

(End of this chapter)