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It's rare to come to Chinese Opera. Usually, I just pass by in a hurry and never take a closer look at this ideal holy place for Chinese acting students. This time, Lu Ze looked through the car window and couldn't help but take a second look. He just glanced twice, interested.

Nothing. There are too many cars parked on campus, blocking a lot of scenery.

It is estimated that many of them are parents of students participating in the audition. Holding a pass issued by the school saves them the trouble of finding a parking space, and also provides a channel for parents to communicate.

At this moment, a group of middle-aged people stood in small groups, most of them carrying mineral water on their backs and dressed formally. They were standing on the roadside talking. They looked quite aura. If their children were not participating in the competition, they would most likely be.

I won't be punished for standing under the bright sun.

Although he was chatting, he was still energetic. When he saw a vehicle with the program group's logo on it, he stopped talking and looked eagerly into the car without the film. After looking at each other, Lu Ze smiled politely.

He nodded to Lu Ze who was gradually walking away.

"That was the teacher named Lu just now, what was his name?"

"Lu Ze, your daughter has already entered the semi-finals, why don't you take a closer look at the schedule?"

"I don't want to know. I don't have any hope in choosing 16 students out of more than 400. I'm here just to comfort the children. It's too difficult. Besides...right."

"That's what you said. If you want to give me some trouble, people won't even see you. It's hard to guarantee that you're not studying with the prince."

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The vast majority of parents have no hope. If their children pursue the art path, they will definitely participate in competitions and performances from childhood to adulthood, let alone TV programs. They even participate in order to get a certificate.

In the pheasant competition, if you accidentally lose 18,000 yuan, others will knock you off the gold medal.

Years of experience in "losing money" will always develop a certain kind of inertial thinking, which makes these parents who are unhappy about losing money curse behind their backs, "Oh, it's so dark," and then spend five yuan for a book.

The cost of the certificate is hard work.

This time the battle is so big that it cannot be solved with 18,000 yuan. It would be nice not to lose a bankbook. This is what everyone thinks. Parents who are not confident about their wallets naturally give up.

It is said that families who study art are not short of money, but in fact, in order to let their children learn art, there are more parents who sell houses and land, and sell everything.

After all, there are more than 400 outstanding students who have stood out from more than 30,000 performance students across the country. However, for some reasons, they are not able to step on the starry stage for their children. Therefore, these pregnant women

Parents with obsessions that others cannot understand, with complex feelings of guilt for their children, rush to the capital from all over the country, just to wait for their children who are "destined" to fail and touch their melancholy eyes.

In their heads, they said: "It's okay, let's work hard next time."

When most people encounter familiar and unfamiliar things, they always rely on years of "experience" to assess risks. Little do they know that their so-called experience actually has a real name called prejudice, and people who are kept in the dark still don't know it.

I have been fighting against prejudice all my life.

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"There is no predetermined quota for our competition this time. I dare to tell you this. It all depends on the child's own ability. There is plenty of tea time. It won't be too late to invite your child to me when he learns opera from me."

However, there are many parents with huge wallets who still refuse to give up. They are in their forties and fifties and still hide themselves like spies. When the teacher appears, they will pop out unnoticed and scare everyone to death, and then rely on their

The smooth tongue and iron skin that he has cultivated over the years worked closely with Lu Ze, and he gave him a business card that was so full of words that he couldn't refuse it.

Lu Ze scratched his head and sighed helplessly as he accepted the high-end business cards with a hardness suitable for putting on. He declined some parents who were preparing bad deals and then walked to the second floor of the indoor stadium.

The first floor was noisy, chattering like a piece of watery fat being put into a frying pan. It was quiet when the door on the second floor was closed. The camera crew followed behind and filmed. Lu Ze unbuttoned his suit, stretched his waist, and pushed

After entering the door, he quickly ran towards Song Guiyuan who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, with a flying dragon riding on his face!

"You still dare to come?"

The camera crew did not shy away from this, and directly used the long-famous finishing move to lock Lao Song's neck from behind. Comrade Song, who knew he was in the wrong, stuck out his tongue and kept patting the sofa to beg for mercy.

"I'm done with it!"

"What's going on? This is..."

Mr. Guan Yong looked at him with a smile, but Tang Juan felt it was inappropriate. The camera was filming, so he couldn't shoot here. He quickly got up and grabbed Lu Ze's wrist. Lu Ze was also afraid of hurting Tang Juan, so he could only take advantage of the situation.

let go.

"Auntie, you can ask him."

"Ahem...you are about to strangle me. What this camera captures is all evidence. I have to ask the police station to arrest you!"

"Are you scaring children?"

The two of them were bickering like children. Guan Yong winked at Tang Juan. She understood and didn't stop her. She sat back on the sofa calmly and watched the two of them create highlights on the show.

Lu Ze was really angry at being tricked by Lao Song. The main reason was that Lao Song was still shameless and confidently acted as a hermaphrodite, which made Lu Ze really angry. The two chatted and sat down next to each other to talk about what was wrong.

He punched the opponent on the arm. Although it was not intentional to create laughter for the show, this more real friend quarrel was more interesting. The staff next to him suppressed laughter and looked at the time, even though he wanted to continue watching for two more times.

If people take action, they can only give up and enter the formal shooting.

At this time, Lu Zecai greeted the two seniors who had a close relationship with him. Hearing the two lamenting how time passed so quickly, he responded accordingly until the staff explained the rules and the four of them became quiet.

"In front of the four teachers, there are four ballot boxes and counting cards marked with their last names. Each person has one hundred and twenty marks to make a preliminary decision to give one-on-one audition opportunities to those students who are suitable for the script. If the students are not marked, they will be regarded as

In order to give up automatically, we will no longer be able to contact the student in the subsequent stages."

"If they are not marked by any of the four teachers, that is, the vacant students will enter the pending area, waiting for the marked students to be interviewed first. If after the marked students have completed the interview, the scripts in the hands of the four teachers still have vacancies,

The undecided students will then make four-on-one supplementary admissions. Now all teachers are invited to sit in front of their own ballot boxes and the voting begins."

"This... is a bit cruel."

After listening to the competition system, the four of them couldn't help but sigh that this competition system is a bit cruel, but this is the way actors survive, and it is also something that all four of them have experienced. It's just that after the four of them passed this hurdle, they didn't remember much when they looked back.

How difficult it was for me at that time, or in other words, now that it has passed, I don't feel it was so difficult anymore.

But... looking at the happy students on the first floor through the single-sided transparent glass, looking at these young people who have not yet left school, feeling the vitality in them, if this matter is brought to

When it comes to these children, they actually feel sorry for these children.

All walks of life have certain restrictions on attracting new people into the industry, but the restrictions in the actor industry are the most obvious and undisguised.

Being tall, short, fat, thin, beautiful or ugly, or even having an extra mole on your face that makes you look more sinister may make you get a job in a role. On the contrary, your face will not make a deep impression on others.

, even if you are a handsome guy or a beautiful woman, you will never get ahead in this industry.

If you have no characteristics and there are so many good-looking people in the world, why should you get rich?

This rigid, unchangeable indicator is even more important than acting skills. After all, deficiencies in acting skills can be improved with the director's guidance and editing, and you, who have no distinctive appearance, are not qualified to let the crew draw you a capable person.

Makeup that changes your appearance or temperament.

Innate advantages are not fair to these students who have studied hard for many years, but this is the survival rule of actors. After officially entering this industry and starting auditions and interviews, a person with no characteristics has to accept the reality that he has no chance of being on camera.

Not all the roles you like will be suitable for you, and they may not be given to you.

As a result, those students who did not fit any of the sixteen characters competed with tens of thousands of opponents and finally entered the main round. Before they could compete, they were pushed to the edge of elimination. Even if they were lucky enough to be recruited,

It's just eating the leftovers left by others.

Failure due to lack of acquired skills is not cruel. If your skills are inferior to others, just work harder to catch up. The real cruelty, the real blow, is to clearly tell you that you are inherently inferior to others.

When I think about this cruel blow coming from my own hands, even though it is bound to happen in the acting profession, I feel a little bit unbearable.

In the past, auditions were okay. Although they were no different from marking, they were about selecting suitable roles among many actors and then sending out interview invitations. Those who were excluded had no idea. But this time, it was among a bunch of childish actors.

, screen them into the pending area in front of everyone.

None of the four people knew much about the process of this competition, and they didn't ask in detail at the time. After all, there was no need for the program team to tell you specifically about the plot, as long as it avoided touching the bottom line. It was normal to announce the details before filming started.

This seemingly cruel competition system is far from touching the bottom line of the four teachers, because this is their life, and they are still limited by their appearance.

After a moment of silence, the four of them stood up and sat down in their respective seats. There was a partition in the middle of each seat, which looked like a public phone booth from ten or twenty years ago. There was also a monitor in front of each small table. You could choose the first floor.

Cameras are placed at various angles to facilitate observation of students and record the number tags affixed to their chests.

The first floor is divided into ten areas, with an average of forty-six students in each area. Even though multiple cameras were filming them, no one acted strange or restrained. After all, they were reserve actors, and this was not their first time standing there.

In front of the camera.

Those with a cheerful personality may be intoxicated in the plots they created, muttering to themselves and reciting lines, or chatting and laughing with other students. The more introverted ones are playing with their mobile phones but can't seem to be nervous. But without exception, they haven't noticed yet.

The four "culprits" upstairs have already classified their future careers.

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