Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, the Diary of a 95 Flower

Chapter 219 Can You Give Me Another Chance?
Back in the audition hall.

Jiang Yang and Tian Xiwei went to remove their makeup.

Yang Chaoyue's emotions had calmed down considerably. He no longer sat on the bench, but instead sat on the sofa to the side, looking at the floor with a soft sob in his voice.

Xu Xiaoou wanted to ask Yang Chaoyue how Jiang Yang had just disciplined her.

I felt it was inconvenient to speak at this time.

Let's talk about it again when Yang Chaoyue has completely detached himself from the role.

Liu Haochun sat on the fabric sofa to the side, feeling uneasy.

Yang Chaoyue's audition is over, and next it will be her and Tian Xiwei's turn.

Who will be next on stage, her or Tian Xiwei?
I feel very uncertain.

Looking at the document Jiang Yang had given him, which he had photographed on his phone, he memorized its contents over and over again.

I have absolutely no acting skills.

Their dance skills are most likely adequate.

We can only do the preparatory work that Jiang Yang asked us to do.

Jiang Yang and Tian Xiwei returned after removing their makeup.

Yang Chaoyue had completely recovered and quietly asked Jiang Yang, "Brother Yang, how was my performance just now?"

"Don't call me Brother Yang, I'm your daddy."

Yang Chaoyue's lips twitched.

Jiang Yang left those words and sat down on the single sofa opposite, which had its back to the balcony.

They reverted to their previous state, where Xu Xiaoou no longer interacted much with the artists in her company during auditions.

"Wait a minute, there's something going on on set. There's an equipment rental issue that hasn't been resolved yet. I'll come back later for your rehearsal." Xu Xiaou got up and left.

As soon as Xu Xiaoou left, Tian Xi's slightly tense shoulders relaxed.

Liu Haochun leaned back against the sofa, but the psychological pressure did not ease.

Tian Xiwei changed into her own clothes and sat down next to Yang Chaoyue. Her skin felt tight after removing her makeup.

She unconsciously rubbed her cheeks and patted her eyelids, as if to confirm that her face was still there.

She had worn makeup before.

Rather, it was Jiang Yang's makeup skills that were almost like disguise, which was truly mind-blowing.

She took a small mirror out of her bag.

Leaning closer to the mirror, I gently touched the areas where I had drawn sunspots and crow's feet with my fingers, and felt a sense of freshness, as if I were 18 again.

"Xiwei, how was my performance?" Yang Chaoyue asked quietly.

"Why are you calling me Xiwei? I'm your mom!"

"To be honest, Xiwei."

Tian Xiwei stopped trying to make Yang Chaoyue laugh and said seriously, "I've never acted before, so I don't know how to evaluate it, but I think you acted quite well."

"really?"

"Really, especially the last line where she called me 'Mom,' it completely drew me into the role. Now I firmly believe that I am your mom, and you will take care of me in my old age."

Yang Chaoyue was slightly taken aback and bit his lip.

Yang Ge and Xi Wei are both bad people.

She couldn't help but curse, "Acting with the two of you is such a pain."

I'm too lazy to ask anymore.

Whatever happens.

She took out her phone and sent a message to her mother: ["Mom, what are you doing?"]
Mom replied: ["Just got on the train, it's so crowded and stuffy, what's wrong, Yueyue?"]
"It's nothing, I just missed you," Yang Chaoyue replied.

A message came from Mom: "Mom misses you too."
Edited by Yang Chaoyue: [“When will you get home?”]
The message was not sent.

Suddenly, I realized that the home my mother spoke of and the home I spoke of were no longer the same place.

That house with my uncle and sister is my mother's new home. It's not in Wanggang Village, but in the next village.

Delete this line of text.

My phone vibrated; it was another message from my mom: "Yueyue, are you home yet?"
"Not yet, I'm out of town."
[“If you need money, just tell Mom. Mom has some savings. Your dad has a bad back, so tell him to take care of himself. When you come back, I'll bring your sister to visit you.”]
The news that he was already an actor didn't reach the neighboring village.

Mom probably thought she was still working on the assembly line in the textile factory.

Yang Chaoyue typed: ["I'll be back soon."]
Put away your phone.

Yang Chaoyue sighed softly, his back slightly hunched over, lost in thought.

The audition is over.

Just wait for the results.

The psychological pressure is not as great as before.

"Chaoyue, what's wrong?" Tian Xi asked softly, "Why are you sighing?"

"It's nothing, I just miss my mom."

“Isn’t that me?” Tian Xi smiled.

"Hey, get out of here, get out of here..."

Yang Chaoyue turned his body to the side with extreme impatience, his back to Tian Xiwei.

Chat for a while.

Xu Xiaoou pushed open the door and entered, and the audition hall immediately fell silent.

"Who's going to audition next?" Xu Xiaoou asked, sitting on the sofa.

Liu Haochun's fingers trembled slightly. When he put his phone away, he swiped his fingers on the screen a few more times, wanting to double-check the document's contents.

Keep your back straight, knees together, and hands clasped tightly on your lap.

It reveals an inner unease.

Tian Xi's eyes darted around, avoiding direct eye contact with Xu Xiao'ou. Her gaze darted quickly around the room, occasionally stealing glances at Jiang Yang or Yang Chaoyue for a sense of security.

She swallowed hard and said, "Mr. Xu, let me do it."

We just performed it once.

I have at least a vague idea of ​​the acting process.

"Your name is Tian..."

"Tian Xiwei, President Xu, you can just call me Xiao Tian."

She noticed that Xu Xiaoou was looking at her.

Tian Xiwei secretly took a breath and then slowly exhaled, trying to calm her heartbeat.

"Don't be so nervous. You're an artist under Jiangyang Company, and I treat you like one of my own," Xu Xiaoou said with a smile.

The same way they treated Yang Chaoyue before.

He was smiling, but his gaze was still scrutinizing and appraising.

Ignoring the fact that Tian Xiwei was called "Xiao Tian," he went straight to the point and asked, "Tian Xiwei, how are your dance skills?"

Tian Xiwei immediately stood up.

It directly displays the front leg, side leg, hind leg, and the big jump.

It demonstrates the flexibility of one's limbs.

Then comes continuous horizontal rotation, showcasing core strength.

At the end, stand still, smile, and bow.

Xu Xiaoou said with satisfaction, "Your dance skills are up to standard. I have worked with Chaoyue before and know him a little. This is our first meeting, so I need to ask you some questions."

"Please ask me anything."

"Sit down, catch your breath, sit down first."

Xu Xiaoou raised her hand and pressed it down.

Tian Xiwei sat back down on the fabric sofa.

I dare not breathe loudly, for fear of appearing undignified, and because of the rapid exercise, I feel chest tightness due to lack of oxygen.

She stared at her knees, avoiding eye contact with anyone, occasionally glancing up before quickly looking down again.

After giving Tian Xiwei seven or eight seconds to process the situation, Xu Xiaoou stared at Tian Xiwei's brow and asked, "If you are selected, what is your expected salary?"

What are your salary expectations?

Tian Xiwei subconsciously thought to herself, "Just go by the market price."

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back down.

That's not the right answer.

The price will be reduced.

She glanced at Jiang Yang subconsciously.

Jiang Yang leaned back lazily on the sofa, propping his chin up with his elbow, playing on his phone and not looking in her direction.

However, Tian Xi could sense that Jiang Yang was paying close attention to her.

The reason he avoided eye contact with her was to lower Xu Xiaoou's guard.

The same question had an answer in the document Jiang Yang gave her: "President Xu, I value the fit of the role more. If the amount of screen time and production cycle are suitable, I am willing to cooperate with the production team to adjust the budget."

Pause for one second.

Pretend to think.

Tian Xiwei continued, "Of course, if there are any additional requirements for dance or action scenes, we can discuss them separately."

Xu Xiaoou crossed her legs.

His eyebrows lifted slightly.

A flawless answer, no reason to lower the price – is this something a newcomer would say?
She glanced at Jiang Yang.

Xu Xiaoou then asked, "If you were asked to play an ugly character, would you be able to accept it?"

unacceptable.

I'd rather play a beautiful role.

Tian Xiwei maintained her shallow breathing, suppressing the answer in her heart.

This issue is also addressed in the document provided by Jiang Yang.

She stopped looking down and tried to look directly at Xu Xiaou's nose, her hands naturally resting on her knees.

It was Jiang Yang who taught him.

Such a gaze is neither intimidating nor does it lack humility; it conveys confidence and modesty.
"The charm of a character lies in its complexity. As long as the script is reasonable, I am willing to take on the challenge of contrast. If I play an obese character, I am willing to gain weight, or if I play a character with a disfigured face, I am willing to wear special effects makeup. This is my artistic pursuit."

It emphasizes respect for creative work.

Avoid the cheap labor label.

To disguise compromise as an artistic pursuit.

To prove that I can endure hardship.

Xu Xiaoou didn't ask any further questions. She turned to the side, glanced at Jiang Yang, and whispered, "Did you teach him?" "Teach what? What did you and Xiwei talk about? I don't know anything." Jiang Yang shook his head and put down his phone.

Xu Xiaoou clicked her tongue: "Keep scrolling through your Kuaishou. Sometimes it's really annoying you. You're not like a young person."

Jiang Yang smiled but didn't say anything.

The posture is more languid.

Xu Xiaoou didn't bother with Jiang Yang; she knew what was going on.

During the audition, Jiang Yang definitely taught Tian Xiwei how to answer questions.

I guess the remaining girl, Hao Chun, was also taught.

Whether that's true or not, he can find out by asking just one question.

Xu Xiaoou smiled and looked at Tian Xiwei again: "Xiwei, you are more professional than I thought."

Hear the words.

Tian Xiwei was stunned for a moment.

This isn't a problem, but an evaluation, which isn't in the document Jiang Yang provided.

Being praised.

Tian Xiwei suddenly bit her lower lip to suppress a laugh, unable to hide her sense of accomplishment.

This is the normal reaction a newcomer should have... Xu Xiaou glanced at Jiang Yang, leaned over to the side, and gently nudged Jiang Yang's forearm with her elbow: "You still say you don't know anything?"

"I don't know anything, my mind is blank."

"I'm not going to argue with you."

They knew Jiang Yang wouldn't admit it.

Everyone knows it.

They immediately began the third stage of the audition for Tian Xiwei.

Acting skills are something that cannot be improved in a short period of time.

"Xiwei, I won't ask any more questions to save time. I'll give you a scenario performance topic." Xu Xiaoou went straight to the point.

Think for a moment.

Xu Xiaoou said, "The scene Yang Chaoyue just performed was a mix of joy and sorrow. This time, you should separate the joy and sorrow in your performance, starting with joy and ending with sorrow, but the overall atmosphere should be joyful."

Should the joy and sorrow be performed separately?

What is meant by "joy first, then sorrow"?

What is the main theme of the atmosphere?
Tian Xiwei was a little confused and didn't understand at all.

I felt uneasy.

She subconsciously looked towards Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang stopped lazily scrolling through his phone and suddenly sat up straight.

Upon hearing Xu Xiaoou's performance topic for Tian Xiwei, he straightened his spine: "President Xu, that..."

Before she could finish speaking, Xu Xiaoou turned her head to look at her: "Not using your phone anymore?"

"Swish, keep swiping." Jiang Yang said with a smile.

My finger is unconsciously swiping rapidly across the phone screen.

Agitation is a subconscious reaction.

There's no time to scroll through short videos.

The question Xu Xiaoou gave Tian Xiwei was purely designed to make things difficult.

It begins with joy and then ends with sorrow, with joy as the dominant theme; it is a performance style that uses a joyful scene to depict a sorrowful emotion.

The core idea is to use the surface joy to highlight the deep tragedy, making the emotional impact more dramatic.

How could Tian Xiwei possibly act that out?

Jiang Yang continued, "No, Mr. Xu, this question is a bit difficult."

"Is it difficult? I don't know anything, my mind is blank."

Suddenly, I felt like I'd been hit by a boomerang.

Jiang Yang was too lazy to argue with Xu Xiaoou.

Old fox.

Since they couldn't do anything about him, they made things difficult for his employees, which was actually aimed at him.

Even a lovely girl like Tian Xiwei is being made to find fault; is that human?

Seeing Tian Xiwei looking over, Jiang Yang smiled and said, "It's okay, Xiwei. Everyone's like this the first time they audition. Just relax and act naturally."

He deliberately avoided looking at Tian Xiwei when comforting her.

Avoid applying pressure.

They want to protect their own but can't say it outright.

After giving Tian Xiwei a little time to prepare, Xu Xiaoou asked, "Xiwei, can we begin?"

"Okay."

Tian Xi nodded nervously.

He repeatedly rolled the corner of his clothes with his fingers and then forcibly smoothed it out.

Force yourself to calm down.

The performance began immediately.

First, he burst into laughter, recalling the happy things that happened on campus.

The laughter sounded like a rusty radio, heavily theatrical rather than genuine.
Then I recalled things that had made me sad in the past.

With a pursed mouth, he appeared dejected.

Jiang Yang saw it all but said nothing.

Tian Xiwei's acting embarrassed him, and Tian Xiwei's feelings made him feel sorry for her.

Yang Chaoyue, who was sitting to the side, watched with his calves tense.

I understand the mistake Tian Xiwei made.

They weren't acting out comedy, they were acting out laughter.

It's not acting out sadness, it's acting out suffering.

Acting requires genuine emotion, making the audience feel the emotions – this is what Jiang Yang taught her in private.

Tian Xiwei did not act it out.

Actually, for a newcomer, it's already quite good that she performed like this. If Xu Xiaoou had given her the task, she wouldn't have been able to perform it either.

"That's enough, Xiwei." Xu Xiaoou stopped Tian Xiwei: "How do you think you acted?"

"I……"

Tian Xi's lips twitched slightly downwards.

He held onto a sliver of hope, but from Xu Xiaoou's expression, he understood the situation: "I didn't act well."

Tian Xi's nose turned red instantly, and she tried to hold back her sobs in a panic.

His fingers were clenched around his knees.

"For Jiang Yang's sake, I can let you skip the screening process and go straight to the audition. But your performance won't impress me, so it's unlikely I'll give you a role."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xu..."

The word "sorry" was said in a breathy voice.

A slight sob escaped his lips.

Failed.

Making a fool of yourself in public is no big deal.

I've been scolded in public countless times during dance practice.

Most importantly, the opportunity that Jiang Yang had worked so hard to earn for himself was gone.

Yang Chaoyue, knees together, suddenly interjected, "President Xu, my first audition wasn't as good as Xiwei's..."

Self-deprecating substitution manifests as pleading for mercy.

That’s what I said.

Noticing Jiang Yang's gaze sweep over, Yang Chaoyue understood what Jiang Yang meant and immediately changed his words in a whisper: "Never mind what I said."

I don't know why Brother Yang didn't let me plead for him.

I just know that listening to Brother Yang is always the right thing to do.

Liu Haochun pursed his lips and twirled his fingers.

He didn't dare to say a word.

There is a feeling of grief over the death of a rabbit.

Even if I were in Tian Xiwei's shoes, I might not perform as well as she did.

After a moment of silence, Tian Xiwei suddenly said, "Could you please give me another chance?"

"I'll give you one more chance. How do you want to act?"

"I think……"

Tian Xi looked at Jiang Yang again and finally met his gaze. She felt a little relieved: "I want to find a partner."

"Is it Jiang Yang?" Xu Xiaoou asked.

"Yes."

"Sure, it doesn't matter who you're paired with. I'll give you another chance for Jiang Yang's sake."

Xu Xiaoou readily agreed.

He had seen Tian Xiwei's acting skills.

A very pure newcomer.

How can Jiang Yang train him this time?

"Tian Xiwei, I'll give you twenty minutes to prepare."

Done.

Xu Xiaoou turned her head to look at Jiang Yang, a smile on her face, but no smile in her eyes.

It was impossible to train Tian Xi to meet his requirements in twenty minutes.

Even Huang Lei, a graduate advisor in the Performance Department of Beijing Film Academy, couldn't solve the problem.

Huang Lei might even have a fight with him.

But she really hoped that Jiang Yang could do it.

Because I've seen the impossible many times in this young man, Jiang Yang.

Jiang Yang's gaze fell on Tian Xiwei, his smile gentle and his tone soft: "Xiwei, is there anything I can do to help you?"
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