Ever since Xia Siyu told Bo Yan that Jiang Bui and her brother had also joined the crew, Bo Yan had already been making a two-pronged plan.
The director he invited was indeed a theater director, a classmate from his graduate days who has been working with the National Theater, continuously involved in staging plays.
Last ti, Xia Siyu bragged to him about her mastery in switching between good and evil roles, but as soon as Bo Yan heard, he detected sothing curious.
She benefited from the cara; initially, her face was blurred, giving her so buffer ti to build up emotions. By the ti she lifted her head, several seconds had passed, and she was prepared.
If Xia Siyu wants to further improve her acting skills, the fastest and most solid thod is through theater.
Unlike in movies, where you can redo a scene if it doesn’t work, and the director can hone your performance from various angles and thods, eventually, even if you seem like a blockhead, hundreds of takes will yield sothing usable.
In contrast, theater is different; it’s one take only. You have to deliver lines, pause, respond, and collaborate right then and there with no mistakes. Film editing relies on the editor, whereas theater editing depends solely on the actor. So lengthy plays even run for eight hours, requiring morization of vast stretches of lines, performing on a big stage, where you act, recall, and block out scenes, pushing one’s potential to its limits.
Of course, staging a play requires ti, and busy actors with many offers may not have the availability. Moreover, no matter how lucrative the theater gets, even with two to three thousand attendees, its ticket inco doesn’t compare to a fraction of what film and television earn; it’s purely a labor of love.
But if Xia Siyu feels she’s hit a bottleneck and wishes to continue her charge on the road of acting, theater is an excellent teacher.
It just so happens that the literary film being shot in the Northeast this ti is adapted from this play, so the original theater director was also involved in the creation. This director is good friends with Bo Yan, and although not as close as Han Yifan, he joined their new company, supplying scripts when available. Therefore, Bo Yan specifically brought this old classmate along as he ran from the Northeast to the Southwest.
Partly to hold things together, but more sincerely to offer Xia Siyu a connection that could aid her future developnt. As for the follow-up scenes, once he provides a ladder, soone as savvy as Qin Baizhou will climb it swiftly and steadily. Years ago, Jiang Bui succeeded mainly because Xia Siyu didn’t bother disputing, along with being sidelined by her previous company, leaving no one to think of her as things deteriorated step by step.
But now, tis have changed. Xia Siyu’s position is stable, and Qin Baizhou is no pushover. Even the Jiang family internally wouldn’t forgive such actions. Using billions in investnts as a ans to vent personal grievances is most despised. Jiang’s parents and superiors wouldn’t spare her, even without him taking action.
With a commotion outside, Xia Siyu slept soundly on the sofa. When she awoke, she was already in the hotel room. Bo Yan guessed right; with such a major incident happening, those originally arranged by Jiang Bui to keep tabs at the hotel had left, and even the gossip journalists had rushed to the police station; no one remained to watch over the hotel.
"You’re awake?" As soon as Xia Siyu opened her eyes, Bo Yan’s face was right beside her.
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