Chapter 10 Death is too wrong
"Let's get started."
Although the teachers did not have much passion for Liu Dahua's performance, they should be optimistic, otherwise they would have been drunk.
Either add points for appearance or letter of introduction.
Marco had thought of many performances, but never expected that Liu Dahua would have such an operation, which was unique.
Liu Dahua's 1.78 meters tall body was lying directly on the ground, almost rubbing his chin, stretching his hands forward, arched his butt, slid his whole body forward for a meter.
Then he arched his butt again, stroked his hands, and slid forward a meter further.
Even the annoyed Zhang Ziyi was almost amused. The most uncomfortable thing was Ruan Quan. She covered her mouth and couldn't help but want to laugh, but she was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the teacher.
Zeng Li kept touching her and let her hold it in a bit.
"puff……"
The bodybuilding teacher Xu Qing suddenly couldn't help it and laughed out loud.
Teacher Chang glared at her, meaning you have to look like a teacher.
"Sorry, you continue." Xu Qing rubbed his tears with his hands and forced himself to hold it in.
Liu Dahua said to the ground, "Okay, teacher."
He raised his head and bleated, like a sheep to be slaughtered, imitating quite like a very similar thing.
Xu Qing could only pretend to be calm and cover his mouth with the back of his hand, and the other teachers also laughed.
The three female candidates were so happy.
Liu Dahua thought he was performing well, but he was still excited. He stood up, bent his legs, spread his hands, shaking and learning from the sea dog to walk, and screaming. This must be a sea dog with spring hair.
Teacher Chang coughed, held his glasses and said, "Okay, classmate, you can rest for a while."
Liu Dahua stood up panting and looked at the teacher in a daze.
"You have your legs together and stand up straight." Xu Qing said.
Liu Dahua quickly did as he did. Xu Qing looked at it, shook his head and scored it with a smile.
"Student Liu, you step down first, it's the next one."
"Oh, OK, thank you teacher."
When it was Marco's turn, he became nervous, not because he was a veteran on the battlefield.
He looked at Xu Qing for a while, and she was also looking at him. She obviously recognized him, and it happened the next day.
"Hello, teachers, my name is Marco. I am 17 years old and I am in my senior year of high school."
Apart from this, Marco has no experience to talk about. His parents are workers at the bottom, have no family background, and have no letter of introduction.
Men and women are still different. Few parents will send boys to learn dance and practice body shape since childhood.
"Okay, what program are you going to perform first?" Teacher Chang asked.
"I'll dance a dance first."
“Have you learned it before?”
Xu Qing looked at his resume and asked, and he wrote a lot of specialties on it, including writing, singing, playing the piano, and dancing, but he never participated in any professional training.
This means that this kid is either not honest or just learns some fur and takes it out and fools people.
"I have never attended a professional school, and I have taught myself with my friends."
"Okay, start your performance." Teacher Chang said.
Zeng Li and Ruan Quan looked at Marco with confidence. After all, he was really talented and must have performed well.
Marco suddenly stretched out his hands and turned into a flower, held it on his chin, and instantly turned into a little cute one.
The body also trembled, and moved forward with rhythmic steps, and sang in awkward manner.
“The most beautiful flowers on the grassland/The fiery red Sarilang/
Dreaming about the ends of the world / The fragrance of flowers everywhere /
A wandering person/I have him in my heart/
Looking back even if you have a thousand miles apart/
The most beautiful flowers on the grassland/The fiery red Sarilang/
Fire is as passionate / Fire is as unrestrained /
A lovely person/I have him in my heart/
There is a kind of happiness called longevity/
”
The rhythm is light, lively and ruthless.
Zeng Li and Ruan Quan looked at each other and felt that this little boy had ideas, was very fresh and always was unique.
Teacher Chang squinted his eyes and thought for a long time, asking the vocal teacher beside him.
"I haven't heard this song before."
"I haven't heard it before." The vocal teacher shook his head, very confused.
"This is a national dance."
"Well, but more...well, be more lively, add popular elements." Xu Qing analyzed.
"It's interesting."
After jumping, Marco bowed, "Thank you, teacher!"
"You did the songs and choreography by yourself?" Teacher Chang asked.
"I've been thinking about it at home."
"You can figure it out like this, then you are a talent." The vocal teacher smiled.
Marco was originally planning to dance some popular dances, such as "Love You" and "Green Apple Paradise", and he trained for quite a long time.
But I was worried that the teacher would not like it, and Xiangjiang Entertainment Culture was not popular in front of the academy, so I thought of this dance temporarily.
In his previous life, he also played Douyin and had a 100,000 fans. At that time, this song was so popular that he specially recorded videos.
After all, it is a divine song and has a first-class brainwashing level.
"What are you going to perform next?" Teacher Chang asked.
"Wait a minute."
Xu Qing suddenly stood up, put his hands into the bell-bottomed pants pocket, his figure was quite perky, his legs were slender, and her height was almost 1.7 meters.
"What's wrong?" Teacher Chang asked.
"I have to go and see his body."
Several teachers nodded, probably because they had no doubt about Xu Qing's professionalism.
Marco was a little nervous. It was obvious that he had passed, what was going on, you woman doing?
At least you have a chance to meet, so you can give me some face.
Xu Qing walked up to Marco and looked at him carefully.
"Stand up straight and close together."
Marco quickly did as he did.
Xu Qing circled around him and stared at his whole body.
No one knows what she is going to do.
"Are you from the countryside?"
"No, teacher, I grew up in Jiangcheng." Marco knew that the situation was not good and quickly explained.
"Hand out your hands."
Marco hesitated for a while, but still stretched out his hands, but clenched his fists.
"Palm spread out."
Marco slowly opened his hands, with many calluses.
"Have you done a lot of physical work."
“The working people are the cutest.”
Marco replied loudly. He has been working for his parents since he was a child, and he helped his father push carts and unload goods on weekends. The poor children are like this. I didn't expect Xu Qing's eyes to be so poisonous.
"Little poor."
Xu Qing squatted down and looked up at him, his posture was quite indecent.
She stretched out her beautiful hand that was smooth and jade-keeping, pinched Marco's knees, and said, "You are not suitable to be an actor, your bones are slightly deformed."
"Teacher, why can't I see it? Does this have any impact?" Marco argued.
"If you can see that you are a teacher. Since you can write scripts, you can take the screenwriter and director class. It's okay to be behind the scenes. As an actor, the body is very important."
After Xu Qing finished speaking, she went back and sat down, and then gave a score directly.
Marco was a little angry. He had finished his name. What's the use of this? Could it be that he would wait for next year?
Several candidates were also shocked by Xu Qinglu's move. Unexpectedly, there was such a kind of intent. Fortunately, their family conditions were pretty good. They had never done any hard work since childhood, and they were tender and tender.
Ruan Quan and Zeng Li looked at Marco with regret, feeling a little distressed.
Marco was not convinced. Damn it was so unfair to die.
It was not so strict before. In recent years, more and more students have registered, and the physical selection standards are getting higher and higher. Almost none of the students admitted to the professional class came from the countryside.
In fact, this also hindered the creativity of later professional students. They were all greenhouse flowers that did not know the sufferings of the world. They could only become more and more exaggerated, becoming idol stars, but not necessarily becoming excellent filmmakers.
Chapter completed!