Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 112: No matter how well the acting is done, it can't compare to a silent glance.
Wang Jun sat to the side, silent and observing.

The surprise and excitement were gone from her eyes; instead, there was a hint of sadness.

That was a really good performance.

Let Zhao Jinmai, who is acting opposite him, naturally follow Jiang Yang's emotions and continue acting.

The performance conveyed the character's reluctance to see her stepmother set aside her dignity to apologize to others for her mistakes.

When Zhang Xiaoyu was that age, his father had already passed away for several years.

My mother raised me.

If someone does something wrong at school and their parents are called in, the mother will come to the teacher's office and apologize to the teacher, just like Zhao Jinmai did.

I stood in the corner, refusing to admit my mistake, but seeing my mother's bent back, my pride crumbled.

The boy's straight spine collapsed the moment his mother bent over.

They didn't care about right or wrong.

I just want to restore my mother's dignity.

He used his pride to ensure his mother's dignity.

Even though Zhao Jinmai played the stepmother, Jiang Yang's few lines of expressive micro-expressions and emotions still deeply moved Wang Jun.

Zhao Jinmai straightened up and continued her lines, addressing Wang Jun and Huang Lei:

"We will cover all the hospital expenses. I sincerely apologize to Duoduo's parents. I'm so sorry."

As she spoke, she shielded Jiang Yang behind her.

This is the responsibility of parents.

The maternal instinct is fully activated.

"An apology is enough? Paying medical expenses is enough? You think you can bully people just because you have money? Just because your family is rich, you can beat people up at will? Can you take responsibility for this?" Huang Lei pointed at Zhao Jinmai and shouted angrily, his finger trembling.

Zhao Jinmai said with a stern face, "His father is in poor health, and I'm the one who calls the shots in this house now. Do you think I'm young and naive? But I do understand one thing: I'm Zhang Xiaoyu's mother, and he's my son. None of you are allowed to bully him!"

In the original script, Huang Lei's scenes would end here.

Next, we observe Jiang Yang's reaction.

Huang Lei knew very well that Jiang Yang was someone he had brought in.

Since Jiang Yang is acting well, I must lend a hand and give him more room to showcase his talent.

If Jiang Yang can handle it, this performance will be even more perfect.

If Jiang Yang can't respond, it's because he didn't seize the opportunity; he can't be blamed.

Huang Lei immediately took off his overcoat, rolled up his sleeves, glared angrily, shrugged his shoulders, and quickly got up and walked towards Zhao Jinmai.

He grabbed Wang Jun's thermos and smashed it over Zhao Jinmai's head.

Zhao Jinmai tilted her head back, gritted her teeth, and still shielded Jiang Yang behind her: "Come on!"

The thermos cup had just been lifted up.

Jiang Yang suddenly interrupted: "I was wrong!"

The audition room fell silent instantly.

It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the water in the thermos flowing down Huang Lei's arm and dripping onto the floor.

Jiang Yang spoke again, his fingers digging into his thigh as he apologized.

The voice started loud and then faded, all the stubbornness melting away in those three words: "I was wrong."

He took a step and walked around to stand in front of Zhao Jinmai.

His eyes were firm.

A red nose indicates physical discomfort.

The last syllable trembled with a nasal tone, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed all explanations: "It's all my fault."

Huang Lei put down his water glass and scrutinized Jiang Yang.

Zhao Jinmai's taut body suddenly froze.

I am still a child myself. I have never been a mother, let alone a stepmother.

But I don't know why.

When she realized that Jiang Yang's firm gaze was fixed on her and then softened instantly, she was deeply touched.

She didn't know how the stepmother character would feel in this part of the story.

However, I could sense the change in Jiang Yang's emotions.

He wasn't persuaded to admit his mistake by the head of the teaching department; he was overwhelmed by his stepmother's act of bending over for him.

I felt sorry for my stepmother when I saw her trying to be strong.

He's protecting his stepmother by apologizing.

It's not that I'm admitting I'm wrong, but rather that I feel powerless to protect the people I care about from this world.

Jiang Yang's tense shoulders suddenly slumped, from being crossed over his chest to hanging down by his trouser seams, his fingers unconsciously picking at the seams.

My legs were trembling slightly, and my knees were stiffly bent.

It was as if an invisible hand was pressing down on his head, and he bowed to Huang Lei, admitting his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was wrong, I know I was wrong."

He kept his back bent and wouldn't straighten it.

Stare intently at the floor and blink rapidly to prevent tears from falling.

"Get up, get up, I'm not that petty," Huang Lei said, putting down his thermos.

Jiang Yang stood up, his eyes bloodshot.

Huang Lei looked directly at Jiang Yang: "What did you do wrong?"

Jiang Yang held his breath and said, "Your daughter only said a few words to me. I was ignorant and hit her without restraint. I'm very sorry."

After saying that, she took a deep breath through her nose, sucking back the sob that was about to escape.

Yang Chaoyue, whose emotions had calmed down, suddenly trembled upon seeing this scene.

These were my exact words to Brother Yang, which Brother Yang had always remembered.

That's what I said when I was in school and forced to admit my mistake.

Because they were afraid of having their parents called in.

I don't want to see Daddy embarrassed.

I didn't want to see my father's bent back when he came to school.

"It's enough that you admit your mistake; let's just let this matter go."

Huang Lei turned around and handed the thermos back to Wang Jun: "Alright, Director Wang, let's stop here."

Jiang Yang's performance has now come to an end.

"Finished acting? I'm the director, I haven't even yelled 'cut' yet! You've spilled all the water from my thermos!" Wang Jun said with a lingering laugh.

"The problem is, how was I supposed to know your thermos was filled with boiling water? If you keep acting like this, your arm will get burned red." Huang Lei glared at Wang Jun. "Are you alright, Teacher Huang?" Wang Jun's smile faded, and he stood up, looking serious.

'I'm thick-skinned, I'll go wash my hands first!'

Huang Lei laughed and said, "That's a bit of an exaggeration. If it were really boiling water, how could I possibly keep acting? I would have made you pay for my work injury on the spot."

"You old fox."

Wang Jun breathed a sigh of relief and sat back on the single sofa: "Come back quickly, you still need to keep an eye on the audition for the role of Rose."

Huang Lei turned to Jiang Yang and Zhao Jinmai and said, "Xiao Jiang, Mai Mai, you two sit back down first, calm down, and get out of character."

Then he said to Hu Lin:
"Teacher Hu, Mai Mai acted really well. Her acting skills have improved a lot. I'm not just being polite. It's true. She's so young, but she acted like an adult."

He then smiled at Hu Xianxu and said:

"Xianxu, you acted very well too."

Hu Xianxu snapped out of his daze and immediately gave Huang Lei a polite smile.

"Please wait a moment, everyone. I'll treat you to milk tea in a bit. I made it myself; there's some in the RV."

Huang Lei rubbed his scalded arm, made an exaggerated expression, and ran out while grimacing: "It's burning me! It would be better if it was my leg, but it had to be my arm. This burn will affect my cooking!"

He hurriedly pushed open the door and left to find the restroom outside.

The audition room erupted in laughter.

Hu Xianxu's previous polite smile towards Huang Lei disappeared.

He couldn't laugh.

She glanced at Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang was sitting on the sofa, his head slightly lowered, his eyes unfocused, as if he was still immersed in the role and was slowly detaching himself from it.

She portrayed Zhang Xiaoyu's grievances, his disgust for his stepmother, and his emotion when he saw his stepmother standing up for him. In the end, she even skillfully made tears flow freely.

Jiang Yang did not shed a single tear from beginning to end.

No matter how hard she acted, it couldn't compare to Jiang Yang's silent gaze.

That's not Jiang Yang, it's Zhang Xiaoyu himself.

When an opponent can make the audience believe in their character without needing any lines, the outcome is already predetermined.

There is no middle ground when it comes to acting; you either conquer the entire audience or become a mere supporting character.

“Son, you acted better than him.”

Hearing his father's encouragement, Hu Xianxu immediately straightened his back.

He turned his lips down, then quickly raised them, and gave a loud, rising "Mmm."

I tried to laugh but ended up with a bitter smile.

With a stiff nod, he said, "I acted better!"

Admitting that someone is better than you is more painful than pretending to win.

Yang Chaoyue did not disturb Jiang Yang, who was getting out of character.

She waited for a while and saw that Jiang Yang still had his eyes downcast, staring at the floor, and his red eyes had not subsided.

I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

They were worried that Jiang Yang would get too immersed in the role and wouldn't be able to get out of it.

Just like when she was immersed in the role of a female beggar at Xiangshan Film and Television City.

The lines ended, but my soul remained trapped in the play.

Getting into character is difficult, but getting out of character is not easy either.

She went to the water dispenser, filled a glass of water for Jiang Yang, placed it beside him, bent down and squatted in front of him, gently taking his hand in hers.

Just like when Yang Ge helped her get out of character at Xiangshan Film and Television City.

He took a mint-flavored candy from his pocket, tore open the wrapper, and put it in Jiang Yang's mouth, letting Jiang Yang experience the cool sweetness.

Feeling the warmth of Jiang Yang's palm, she cautiously asked, "Brother Yang, do you remember who you are?"

“I am… Zhang Xiaoyu,” Jiang Yang said softly.

Upon hearing this, Yang Chaoyue's shoulders trembled slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.

Yang Ge really didn't lose his character!
She held Jiang Yang's hands in her own, placed them on her thighs, and took a small step closer to him: "Brother Yang, do you remember who I am?"

"You're so lovable!" Jiang Yang blurted out in the Chongqing dialect.

He grinned and said, "That's the standard Chongqing dialect, you know?"

Yang Chaoyue's shoulders relaxed immediately.

She wasn't angry because Jiang Yang was teasing her.

He kept grinning foolishly, his eyes sparkling with bright light: "I know, I know, I know everything."

The moment I heard that familiar dialect, the real Yang Ge was back.

Actually.

Jiang Yang had long since detached himself from the role of Zhang Xiaoyu.

The reason I was momentarily stunned was because I was checking the new messages that appeared in the system:

[Under your care, Zhao Jinmai's acting skills have improved. You have received feedback, and your acting skills have increased by 1.]

I actually managed to get some attributes?

An unexpected bonus.

I didn't have the opportunity to teach Zhao Jinmai acting skills.

When Huang Lei returned to the audition room, Wang Jun took out three contracts from his briefcase.

One of them is the performance contract for Zhang Xiaoyu in the TV series "A Little Reunion".

The document clearly states the filming schedule, required roles, agreed-upon remuneration, breach of contract compensation, and termination clauses.

One is a confidentiality agreement to prevent actors from leaking the script and filming details.

Clearly define the scope and duration of confidentiality, as well as the consequences of breach of confidentiality.

The last document is the image usage agreement.

The agreement stipulated the scope of the production team's use of the actors' images and voices.

As for special clauses and agreements regarding the design of dangerous scenes, nude scenes, and the use of body doubles, these are not required in this TV series and do not need to be signed.

He held these three contracts and a pen in his hand.

He got up and walked into the lounge.

Wang Jun didn't call Jiang Yang by his name, but instead addressed him as "Xiao Jiang, Xian Xu, you both acted very well. Come here for a moment, I want to have a private chat with you two."
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