Chapter 11 One-Man Show, Good Grades

On weekends, at eight o'clock in the evening.

Li Qian held a small mirror in his hand, and was making various expressions facing the mirror.

This is not a joke, it's a one-man show.

Some people say that 70% of acting skills are in the face. This is not necessarily true, but the performance of facial expressions occupies an extremely important position in the performance of the whole person, but it is definitely true.

Li Qian has a handsome face, there is no doubt about it, but... again, whether he is handsome or not, or whether he is beautiful or not, has nothing to do with his acting skills.

Even if you are a vase, you need vase-level acting skills.

He knew that although he had been in the film and television industry for many years in his previous life, his acting skills might not be very high. This is different from music, in music, as long as he picks up the guitar, he has inexhaustible self-confidence. This line, so there is no lack of confidence.

But if he wants to be an actor, especially a good actor, he knows that he needs to make up a lot of lessons.

Although he has not received even a single day of systematic acting training in the past two lifetimes, but he has been in the industry for many years and has contacted hundreds if not thousands of actors. He has accumulated some of his own. Tips and Methods. Although the road is a bit wild, it doesn't matter, as long as it is easy to use.

Moreover, the countless wonderful characters and countless wonderful performance scenes in his mind are his real and best teachers.

The simplicity of Tom Hanks, the nervousness of Gary Oldman, the lightness of Morgan Freeman, the epee of Marlon Brando, the calmness of Al Pacino, the coquettishness of Johnny Depp Evil spirit, Tony Leung's melancholy electric eyes, Ge You's plainness and nature, Fa Ge's domineering smile... Of course, there is also Robert Delony...

The so-called "very good acting skills, seven points in the face", there is another second half sentence, which is called "seven points in the face, six points in the eyes".

There is no doubt that Li Qian has a pair of beautiful eyes.

Perhaps in the eyes of that Li Qian before, there was only youth and immaturity, but after more than ten days passed, when the years of more than thirty years had settled in these eyes, they were still black and shiny, but Started bottomless.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy.

A wry smile, a lost smile, an angry smile, a shallow smile, a smile, a snicker, a belly laugh, a disappointed smile, a joyful smile, a vicissitudes of life smile, a gentle smile, a holy smile, a charming smile...

Furious, rage that penetrated to the marrow, anger with laughter, anger with embarrassment...

Melancholy, sadness, loneliness, crying bitterly, silent choking, smiling face with tears...

Seriously sullen, serious and reserved, pensive, calm...

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Facing the mirror, Li Qian kept changing his expression, paying special attention to his eyes.

He showed a most natural smile.

Refreshing, clean and warm.

Then, there was a provocative smile.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, the smile is not showing teeth, the eyes are bright and quiet, there seems to be a smile hidden in it, but there is also an indescribable melancholy.

Well... Tired.

People who have not experienced training suddenly start to use a lot of facial muscles. After a while, there will be a feeling of twitching on the face.

Looking at one's own eyes for a long time will also make the eyes feel abnormally sour and want to cry.

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Li Qian rubbed his eyes, patted his face, and was about to put down the mirror when there was a sudden knock on the door. Then, Father Li opened the door and came in. The first thing he saw was the mirror held high in his hand.

It was originally a smiling face, but after being stunned for a moment, it soon showed an extremely complicated expression.

Wordless astonishment, vague anger.

Puzzled? Disdain? Regret? disappointment?

Father Li pointed to the mirror in his hand and said, "You are a boy!"

Li Qian chuckled, shook the mirror in his hand, and said, "Boys also need to look in the mirror!"

Father Li was speechless.

The original good mood dissipated in an instant.

After getting stuck for a while, he said: "The score of this monthly exam is not bad, with 533 points, ranking 26th."

"Yo? You know now?" Li Qian hurriedly put down the mirror and stood up, "Did you call Lao Zhou?"

Father Li said unhappily when he heard the words: "Don't be old Zhou, call me Teacher Zhou!"

Li Qian shrugged and curled his lips helplessly.

After finishing speaking, Father Li turned around and was about to leave. After hesitating for a moment, he looked back at his son, then at the mirror on the bed, and then at the guitar next to the mirror. What, don't forget that we agreed on the final exam!"

After a pause, he said again: "And, let me reiterate to you again, as your father, I still have the same opinion. I like music, yes, but if you regard music as your future career...you will fall!"

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Before the first class in the morning, the classroom was extremely lively.

Like every monthly exam in the past, on Monday morning, the report cards of each class were posted on the corner of the blackboard.

Seeing that she had become the first in the class as usual, Wang Jinglu was not happy, but when she saw Li Qian's name appearing in the 26th place, she clenched her fists tightly.

First place, Wang Jinglu, with 659 points.

Twenty-sixth place, Li Qian, with 533 points.

This result is roughly consistent with Wang Jinglu's estimate, with some deviations in small areas.

Wang Jinglu scored 9 points more than expected, and Li Qian scored 7 points less than expected.

However, this result is still enough to satisfy Wang Jinglu.

From 433 points to 533 points, a full hundred points!

It took only one month for Li Qian to improve by 100 points!

Although when he made the promise, he had a bit of a hippie smile, but that didn't matter, the important thing was that he really did it!

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As usual, Li Qian came to the classroom in a hurry, but he was frightened by the excitement in the classroom as soon as he entered the door, thinking, "Good guy, this is too lively! It seems that the exam is really a magic weapon? Everyone actually I really care about rankings!"

At this time, Wang Jinglu, who seemed to have a tacit understanding, had returned to his seat after reading the list and results, and was chatting with her deskmate about the exam, suddenly turned around and looked towards the back door of the classroom.

Li Qian quickly felt her gaze, and couldn't help blinking at her.

Wang Jinglu also smiled at him, with a touch of shyness in the excitement. Then, she quickly turned back to discuss with a few classmates.

Li Qian still put the guitar case in the farthest corner of the northwest corner of the classroom, and it happened to be stuck between the row of lockers at the back of the classroom and the north wall. was found.

"Damn, brothers, Li Qian is here!"

"A one-hundred-point increase in a month, don't you want to be so against the sky, you, can you leave a way for the brothers to survive?"

"I said, why don't you play basketball recently? You dared to study secretly. You said good basketball is life? You traitor! But... how did you do it? How about passing on your experience to your brothers?"

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There are four classes in the morning, the first class is Lao Zhou's.

According to the usual practice, as the class teacher, Lao Zhou is not in a hurry to explain the math papers of this exam, but first analyzes the trend of the grades in the class - those who are improving should be praised, and those who have regressed should be encouraged!

Therefore, Li Qian was praised.

After two math classes, there are two English classes.

In this exam, Li Qian's English scores improved a lot.

So, he was praised again.

The first class in the afternoon was Russian. Teacher Liang first praised a few students who had improved a lot in their grades, then changed the subject, tapped his fingers on the desk a few times, and said, "But there are still some students who have made great progress. , For example... I said Li Qian, hey, yes, I was talking about you, don’t turn your head! I heard that your overall score has made great progress this time! This is worthy of praise! However, you have made rapid progress in other subjects, but Russian What? русский, что－делать?"

Li Qian lowered his head in shame.

In the following two Chinese classes, in the first class, after Teacher Qi Jie explained all the test questions except the composition, when she walked to Li Qian's side, she knocked on his table deliberately, and whispered with a smile: " You are very good, but don't be proud, keep working hard! By the way, your composition teacher is here, and I will give it to you later!"

After the second class, Li Qian understood why his composition was left behind.

Because after reading a few model essays, his composition was miraculously sent over by students from other classes, and then Teacher Qi Jie showed it to all the students in class—full score!

There was an uproar in the room!

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Li Qian felt very tired, very tired.

It is true that you will be tired if you are praised a lot.

Finally, today's class is finally over, but Li Qian still has an extra task to complete, that is: copy three copies of his composition.

One is for Teacher Qi Jie to file.

Every Chinese teacher will have their own "student composition book", which is selected from the best students' compositions they have taught over the years, and each one can be used as a model essay for future students.

Because good compositions that are worth keeping are not so common, but need to be accumulated by teachers year after year in the teaching area. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that only one Chinese teacher's "student composition book" If he is thick or thin, he can clearly know his teaching experience!

For example, Dad Li's "Student Composition Book" is a thick stack!

The second copy is to be handed over to the Chinese teaching and research group of the Thirteenth Middle School. Its function is also kept on file.

Every one or two years, the school will publish a book called "Selected Excellent Compositions" at its own expense, and distribute it among the teachers and students of the whole school. The content of this book is naturally a collection of student compositions accumulated.

As for the third one, well, even though Dad Li hasn't said anything yet, he knows that he can't escape!

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After packing up his things, Li Qian was about to wait for the students to leave before going to pick up the guitar case as before. However, the classroom was still chaotic, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name in the corridor.

Li Qian was about to get up and go out, but Liu Qiang had already strode into the classroom. Behind him, there were a few buddies who usually had a good relationship.

While panting, Liu Qiang pointed angrily outside and said, "Quick, Li Qian, quick, come out and have a look!"

Hearing this, Li Qian was already dragged out of the back door of the classroom by him in astonishment.

Lie down on the railing, he looked down along Liu Qiang's fingers.

I saw a coquettish blue sports car suddenly parked in the crowded school crowd in front of the building.

Look carefully at the brand, it seems to be Lamborghini?

A handsome young man stood in front of the car door, and opposite the man stood a girl in school uniform.

That is... Wang Jinglu.