When an actor faces the camera, there are many ways to express the strong emotions of the character.

It can be said that 100 different performance effects can be achieved in 100 actors.

But if you just express the same emotion as "pain", it will be very similar.

Exaggerated expressions, miserable shouts, bursting veins and uncontrollable physical movements can clearly show that a person is in a state of pain.

The people who were ahead of Zhao Cheng have already performed almost the same expression of pain, leaving Zhao Cheng with less and less room for performance.

Although Zhao Cheng knew that his performance would definitely not be weaker than them, it also did not reflect his personal characteristics.

A good actor, in addition to acting well, can also make people feel more memorable, just like the actor Sheldon in "The Big Bang Theory". The key is to let the director and the audience naturally think of his characteristics as soon as they see this role.

Zhao Cheng looked at the audition progress, and it was his turn to play the two people in front of him after the performance.

After thinking about it, Zhao Cheng asked a staff member to go outside to remind him when it was almost his turn to play later.

Then, Zhao Cheng walked out of the audition set, moved his hands and feet in a corner of a few people, and seemed to be doing warm-ups. After a while, he even started push-ups.

The passing staff had no idea why he was like this.

"Teacher Zhao Cheng, it's your turn." About 5 minutes later, a staff member came over to remind him.

"Hello." Zhao Cheng replied a little out of breath.

He stood up immediately without resting. His bare upper body was already sweating profusely, and there were many small beads of sweat hanging on his forehead, which made Zhao Cheng feel a little itchy, but he refused to reach out to grab it, but he just accelerated his pace to walk back to the set.

At this time, all the actors in front have finished auditions.

Everyone's audition results are the assistant director who gets the answer from Yu Jiang and then notifies the actor's agent separately.

Except for the actors who had just finished the show and had not had time to change their clothes, the others were kind to the deputy director and all left in a hurry.

I can't tell whether I'm happy or depressed, and no one knows who's achievements.

Yu Jiang tore off a page of the notebook and turned around and handed it to the assistant director. This was his evaluation of the actor who had just finished performing. Although only a few key points were scribbled on the paper, the assistant director would organize the language.

He was stunned when he turned back again.

Zhao Cheng had already sat down against the wall as required in the script, and was breathing heavily, his eyes were a little unfocused, making people feel that he was about to faint.

As the director, Yu Jiang subconsciously shouted: "ation!"

Zhao Cheng's eyes became more dazed, and he let out a painful murmur in his mouth.

The staff who played the coach quickly reacted, picked up a towel in his right hand to wipe the blood on Zhao Cheng, and said, "Be calm, your nose is crooked."

"Master, Master, Master, I can still fight, help me, hurry up." Zhao Cheng said this incoherently in a begging tone.

"You can't hurry, calm down."

The coach said this steadily, and then touched Zhao Cheng's "crucid" nose with his index finger on his left hand.

Zhao Cheng calmed down his panic for a moment, and his eyes finally concentrated, but his breathing was still very chaotic. He said to the coach anxiously: "How is it? Help me do it, hurry!"

Seeing his firm look, the coach stuffed his tongue-biting braces into his mouth and said, "Hold on."

Zhao Cheng swallowed his saliva, and the Adam's apple moved up and down for a while, looking very scared, but there was a hint of firmness in his eyes.

The coach held his cheek with his right hand and pushed his nose with his left hand.

"ah!!!"

Zhao Cheng gritted his braces and let out an extremely painful cry. His eyes wrinkled with crow's feet because of his force, and his facial features were all concentrated together. His expression was very ferocious, and his whole body was so painful that he couldn't help but trembled severely.

He bared his teeth and breathed very hard, as if air was his painkiller, and the few beads of sweat on his forehead also flowed down his cheeks at this time.

The assistant director opened his mouth into an O-shaped shape when he saw it, and he stopped moving forward without realizing it.

It hurts a lot, and I feel that Zhao Cheng feels very painful when I look at it.

Yu Jiang frowned, and Zhao Cheng's passage made him substitute his emotions.

From the visual perspective, the performances of everyone are actually similar, and they all express the "pain" in place.

However, Yu Jiang has always evaluated them from the perspective of bystanders.

However, when it comes to Zhao Cheng, he involuntarily applies his perspective to Zhao Cheng, just like when reading a novel, he will regard the protagonist's joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness as his own joy, sorrow, and happiness.

As a professional old director, Yu Jiang could see why with just one glance.

Because Zhao Cheng combines acting skills and reality together.

His trance is real, his sweat is real, and he is also real when he can't breathe. The pain he performed makes people feel extremely real.

Yu Jiang seemed to have seen Zhao Cheng leave the next set just now.

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, as if he understood how this young actor performed this effect.

The audition continues.

Zhao Cheng's expression was still ferocious, but it was better than before, and it looked like he tasted something extremely bitter.

The coach held Zhao Cheng's shoulder with both hands, looked into his eyes and said:

"Don't let him hit you in the nose anymore. You can't hit him on it anymore. He will definitely lock you to the ground. Your only way is to defeat him on the ground and fight him with the lock! You can do it, come!"

With the inspiration of the coach, Zhao Cheng's expression gradually slowed down.

After taking a few breaths, he raised his left and right hands wearing fists and hit him hard, his eyes firm and fierce.

"Click!" Yu Jiang stopped, but this time he did not focus on writing comments, but leaned against the chair, put his arms around his chest, and carefully looked at Zhao Cheng's entire person.

Even though Zhao Cheng was so tired that he noticed Yu Jiang's actions, he immediately stood up and let the director watch it at once.

"The body fat rate is high, the muscle lines are not full enough, and the skin is white. People look too young and do not meet the script's age requirements for the second male lead." Yu Jiang frowned and said his comment in person.

After hearing this, Zhao Cheng felt a chill. It sounded like there was no chance.

The assistant director next to him showed a surprise expression.

If Yu Jiang politely praises an actor, that means there is no chance!

"There is more than two months left before the official filming begins. Are you really willing to train your muscles for this role?" Yu Jiang asked Zhao Cheng seriously.
Chapter completed!