acting substitution syndrome

Chapter 038 Zhuangbility

The lights were shining, and the host Ma Yibo walked onto the stage amidst the voices of the audience: "Today is the last round of competition, that is, the mentor PK competition. Our actors will compete with the mentor on acting skills on this stage. , There are only two actors who can make it to this round, one is Shen Mingming and the other is Robery."

He paused, "Especially Robry, it is indeed very surprising that he succeeded in standing out from the crowd. So I asked him specifically, how can he be promoted every time?"

Ma Yibo looked serious: "Then Robli told me something, which made me suddenly realize and benefited a lot."

The audience's appetite was lifted, and their ears were pricked up.

Is there really any trick, or experience?

"Mr. Robry told me a passage, in simple terms," ​​Ma Yibo took out the inscription card and read quickly: "Thank you for the strong support of the program , Thanks to the special partner Yoyo Shanquan for sponsoring this program, have you drank the mountain spring recently? Why don’t you use Yoyo Shanquan to stew a pot of McConston’s donkey-hide gelatin, it must be... sweet to your heart!"

puff!

The audience burst into laughter and booed, "Ma Yibo, here we go again!"

What kind of big mouth is this? This is a big routine!

Robry in the waiting area couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

"After finishing the advertisement without any trace, my task is considered complete," Ma Yibo said, "Next, leave the stage to the actors, and invite the first PK mentor, Wu Peilun, to appear on the stage -"

As the lights change, the stage slowly rolls out, and the background is the majestic and towering Weiyang Palace. The world of the great man can be glimpsed in the golden armor of Zhi Jinwu.

An old man with gray hair was sitting by the desk, seeming to be dozing off, until the sound of a woman's footsteps woke him up.

"Queen," he heard him sigh: "You are here."

"Yes," the woman's voice was neither high nor low, neither hurried nor slow: "The concubine is here."

"Sit down," he glanced up, and stretched his neck as if feeling unwell: "Sit down."

The corners of Wu Peilun's eyes moved as if under precise control, vividly portraying a character whose eyes are too dim to see clearly.

Even his voice became old and hoarse, and even a little slurred in casual conversations.

Let the audience be like him, as if there is a mouthful of phlegm in their throats.

"Wu Dayingdi's stage dominance is too amazing..." Wang Yinmeng was the closest to the stage and could see it most clearly, so she couldn't help sighing.

The play has already been played like this, what else will Robrie, who will come on stage, do next?

Acting in one's own play, but making it impossible for other actors to act—this is what Wu Peilun used to criticize Dai Yue.

Domineering, majestic, and glorious in the past, the moment Wu Peilun uttered his lines, all the audience seemed to be led by him, and saw with him the high spirits when he expelled Xiang Yu, and the complacency when he unified the world.

"I was born in the same era as Emperor Qin," Wu Peilun waved his long sleeves, "I was envious of Emperor Qin when he was patrolling the world with his chariots and horses covering the sun, so I said, a man should be like this. Have you ever imagined that you will become an emperor in less than ten years from a commoner, and create a country like this great man?"

"Your Majesty is wise." Zhou Lubai's expression flashed a hint of admiration just right. She didn't have many lines, but what was interesting was that no audience could ignore her.

Perhaps, this is the evenly matched aura of the actress.

No matter how good Wu Peilun's acting is, Zhou Lubai seems to be able to pick up his play without much effort.

Just like the name of the play "The King and Queen".

In the last scene, Empress Lu's footsteps sounded, echoing the beginning. At the moment she stepped out of the palace, she turned her head and looked at Liu Bang, who was dozing off again, like a tiger that was completely old and sick, only relying on the previous years. The majesty and prestige overwhelmed the officials who were about to move, but everyone knew that his era was coming to an end.

From now on, the owner of this palace will be Empress Lu.

The corners of Empress Lu's Danzhu-like lips were slightly raised, and in her eyes, the humility and obedience that had been concealed in the past were no longer there, but... the same look as her husband, who was in control of the country.

Weiyang played chess, the outcome has been divided.

The lights went out, and the completely conquered audience burst into deafening applause.

"Excellent performance!"

"Wu Dayingdi is just like Liu Bang who came out of the history books, showing his arrogance!"

"Zhou Lubai is really my goddess, her aura is not weak at all!"

"It's really a wonderful performance, unattainable height," even Ma Yibo praised: "The actor and actress joined hands to give us a professional acting class. Having such gems in front of us adds a lot to our future performances." Difficult, but here I want to unload the burden for Robli, don't have too much psychological pressure, if there is..."

Then Ma Yibo put out the advertisement: "Please have a bottle of Yoyo Mountain Spring to calm down."

Ma Yibo's atmosphere was adjusted very well. In fact, the first group had already reached such a high level. Everyone thought that no matter what kind of performance Robli played in the control group, he could not catch up with him.

Can you still beat other movie stars?

Even Wang Yinmeng smiled and talked to Xia Zhongsheng next to him. The two of them tacitly believed that as long as Robli, who will be on the stage, can smoothly complete the scene, they would not hesitate to praise themselves. To find out the bright spots.

Amidst everyone's discussion, the second group of performances officially started.

As soon as Liu Bang played by Luo Buli came on stage, he caused a lot of laughter. The reason is very simple. The actor's relatively thin shoulders can't even support the large costume. Compared with Wu Peilun, this emperor's demeanor, first of all, is gone.

This is not the founder of the country, it looks like the king of subjugation.

Wu Peilun in the dressing room took off the tiara while looking at the screen with a mocking smile.

Just relying on him, is he worthy of being compared with himself?

What was unexpected was that Zhou Lubai entered the stage. Before the two of them could say a few words, the sword on Luo Buli's waist suddenly fell to the ground with a 'bang'.

It seems that not only the shoulders, but Robry's waist can't support the props either.

The stage cannot have such mistakes.

Zhou Lubai's expression remained unchanged, he knelt down halfway, and picked up the prop sword: "Your Majesty, you are old, and the sword doesn't listen to you anymore..."

Wonderful!

Zhou Lubai is still amazing!That's how the accident came back!

Without profound performance skills, it is impossible to play such a watertight effect on the spot.

"Sword, a three-foot sword?" Lobri turned around, but smiled rudely: "Isn't it just a piece of broken copper and iron? They said that this sword killed the son of Baidi. You still don't know the meaning of this sword." The details? Isn’t this the tool that Fan Kuai’s father used to cut pork legs when we were in our hometown?”

Someone in the audience couldn't help laughing.

"It's all become a myth?" Robery said as if he was talking homely: "It's not enough to say that I was born by a big snake, but I also made up something magical for a sword. Why, I, Liu Laosan, don't have two eyes and one eye. Nose, what’s more, it’s just 72 more pockmarks on the legs, I’ve already asked my father, it’s burnt with charcoal fire!”

Zhou Lubai was stunned, this is not what should be in the script.

Seeing that Luo Buli's legs were spread apart, he leaned unrestrainedly and shapelessly towards the desk, glanced at her, and patted his thigh.

Zhou Lubai walked up subconsciously, knelt down beside him, and pinched his legs.

"What did you just say, old, who is old? I tell you, even if the sword is rusted, I am not old." Fighting, chasing is the end of the road, several narrow escapes, even a pair of children can be ruthlessly pushed out of the car, what is going on now, he is dead, I am alive, not only alive, but also become the emperor!"

"Is this acting like an emperor?" There was an uproar in the audience: "This looks like a hooligan."

However, another voice sounded: "But Liu Bang... is just a hooligan."

Robbie laughed heartily, "Come on, there are fewer and fewer people I can talk to now, since you are here, let me tell you about the past. I have many secrets that I haven't told anyone yet! "

Just like that without a trace...connecting the following lines.

Zhou Lubai's expression was still a little divergent, and her eyes were even on Robli's face. She wanted to move away, but found that she couldn't move away.

Just watching Robery gesturing without image, foaming at the mouth, talking about the fun, patting his thighs and even rolling twice on the ground.

Of course, what no one knew was that this was not deliberately set up by Robli. Just when Zhou Lubai went to pick up the prop sword, the long-lost prompt sounded in Robli's ear again.

"Ding Dong, I searched your memory bank and found a scene that can replace your acting skills—you got drunk at your cousin's wedding, and you pretended to be on the scene."

Pretentiousness, the Chinese name is Zhuangbi, and the English name is 'zhuangbility'. It is a skill that goes up to heaven and earth, and is mastered by Luo Buri.

When I was a child, I just learned a few words of English, and Robbie could go back and pretend to be, and even cook a meal, showing off in front of relatives and friends like this: "...this rice, put it in this water, then start this thing, and then It's ok."

As for the wedding that the notification sound mentioned, it was during the summer vacation that Robry went back to his hometown to attend during his freshman year.

He was in charge of enlivening the atmosphere. For this baby who was going to take the exam in Beijing, the folks in the village were still very rare, and surrounded him to drink.

Robli's pretentious nature couldn't hold back, and after getting drunk, he uttered wildly: "I, Robli, want to be the greatest actor, the greatest kind..."