Chapter 65 Talent Emerges
After filming the two stunning but short scenes of the oiran, Su Qianqian officially began her training life as a newcomer at Shen Media.
This month, her days became regular and fulfilling, with two points: the company and the apartment.
That day, the early morning sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Shen Media's dance studio and scattered onto the floor.
"Good! Very good! Qianqian, this is the feeling!"
The dance teacher's clear voice echoed in the empty practice room, with undisguised admiration.
This elegant middle-aged woman was once one of the top classical dancers in the country.
At this moment, she was looking at the girl in the mirror who was wearing simple training clothes.
Su Qianqian had just completed a set of continuous spins, her breathing was still a little unstable, fine beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and a few strands of black hair stuck to her flushed cheeks.
Her movements may still carry the immaturity of a newcomer, but her innate sense of rhythm and body expression are far beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Her eyes followed the movements.
As she jumped lightly, her almond-shaped eyes were clear, full of love and longing, and the corners of her lips were naturally raised, with an unconscious sweetness;
When the movements turn into slow stretching, her eyes will instantly become quiet, tinged with a touch of ethereal melancholy, as if carrying secrets that no one knows;
And in the slow motion freeze, her slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips reveal a kind of flexible stubbornness.
When clean, it is spotless; when melancholy, it is pitiful; when stubborn, it is full of inner tenacity.
"Your physical condition is amazing. Your flexibility and coordination are top-notch."
The teacher walked over to her, gently supported her outstretched arm, and helped her adjust it. Her tone was full of genuine appreciation and the excitement of discovering a rough gem.
"But what surprised me most was your sense of camera and your ability to express emotions."
The teacher pointed at her in the mirror and said seriously, "Many dancers can practice their movements to the highest standard, but when they stand in front of the camera or on the stage, they just lack that appeal."
"The audience may think the dance is good, but it is difficult for them to truly be drawn into the performance and appreciate the beauty. This is what is commonly known as the feeling of dance."
"But you're different."
The teacher looked at Su Qianqian with shining eyes: "Even though your current dance skills still need to be polished, your expressions, your eyes, and the emotions you give to each movement are all perfect!"
"It's really like God is chasing after me and feeding me his camera sense and stage charisma!"
Su Qianqian's face turned even redder at the teacher's straightforward praise. She lowered her eyelashes slightly and pursed her pink lips into a shy arc: "Thank you, teacher. I will work harder."
She likes dancing, and likes this way of using the body and expressions to express and feel different lives.
Deep down, behind that shy smile, lies a secret that only she knows.
How can this so-called gift from God be a talent that comes out of thin air?
It was the eighteen years trapped in the white ward.
It is those countless days and nights when one can only live by imagination.
The TV screen is her only window.
She watched those stories of joy and sorrow and imagined herself as one of the characters in the play.
Unable to get up or make big movements, she lay on her small hospital bed, facing the mirror, imitating the character and acting out the love, hate and emotions in her heart.
Her body was imprisoned, but her soul had already roamed in countless stories and played countless roles.
If this can be considered a talent, it was earned through her undivided efforts over long and lonely years.
——
There is acting class in the afternoon.
The teacher also gave the same praise in class, which could even be described as amazing.
"Stop!" The acting teacher called for a stop with a surprised smile on his face.
He did not comment immediately, but walked up to Su Qianqian and looked at her carefully.
Su Qianqian was still immersed in the emotions just now, her eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of lingering grievances and stubbornness.
"Su Qianqian."
The teacher's voice was filled with emotion: "Your ability to empathize is too strong."
"Although your technique wasn't very polished, the expression in your eyes was genuine."
"The grievance, unwillingness, and stubbornness that persevered were all very touching."
He patted her shoulder, his tone reflecting the expectations of a senior to a junior: "Skills can be practiced, experience can be accumulated, but this innate empathy for a role is an actor's most valuable asset."
"Keep this purity and sensitivity, don't let this circle wear it away."
Su Qianqian nodded vigorously: "Yes! I remember, teacher!"
——
Vocal lessons are relatively boring, mainly focusing on breath control and basic voice production.
Su Qianqian has a very good voice, sweet and melodious, like a clear mountain spring.
Although the technique still requires a lot of practice, the clean tone and seriousness of the performance made the vocal teacher nod his head frequently.
After the vocal class, Brother Wang called her to his office.
"Qianqian, sit down."
Brother Wang pointed to the chair opposite with a warm smile on his face.
"The company has registered an official Weibo account for you. I'll send you the password later."
Brother Wang looked at the girl in front of him, whose beauty was not concealed even without makeup, and he became more and more confident in his own judgment.
He has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen too many newcomers who rely on their looks to gain instant benefits or are eager for quick success. It is rare to find someone like Su Qianqian who is calm, willing to work hard, talented and low-key.
"You don't need to take care of it for now. The company will have someone responsible for maintaining the initial image and releasing some daily training and official photos."
"Just go up and take a look occasionally."
Wang Ge paused, his eyes fixed on her face. "I know you don't want to take... um, certain shortcuts, which is good."
He was referring to Gu Chengyu.
Although what happened on the set that day was ordered by Young Master Gu not to be disclosed, bystanders could feel that Su Qianqian had a close relationship with the prince.
But in the past month, Su Qianqian has never made any requests, nor has she used her power to pressure others. Instead, she has worked harder than anyone else.
This made him look at him with admiration.
"I value the artist's own strength and down-to-earth attitude more."
Brother Wang said seriously, "You have talent, spirit, and a face that God has always wanted you to be. As long as you are willing to work hard and polish yourself, step by step, you will become a top-notch actor. That's what I'm talking about."
He took out a few thin script summaries and character biographies from his file bag and pushed them in front of Su Qianqian.
"These are a few books I've been looking for for you recently."
"They are all small roles with few screen time, but each character has its own characteristics, which is suitable for newcomers to practice and accumulate camera experience."
Brother Wang pointed at one of them and said, "For example, this one is from a costume drama. It's about a mute girl with a rough life who ultimately dies saving the hero. She has no lines, relying entirely on her eyes and body language."
"And this one, a modern drama about a high school student who's a bit rebellious but kind-hearted. Not many lines, but needs to project a youthful vibe..."
Su Qianqian took the script, her almond-shaped eyes brightening surprisingly: "Thank you, Brother Wang! I will read it carefully!"
"Well, think about it carefully. When the opportunity comes, grab it."
Seeing her excited and serious look, Brother Wang felt more at ease.
He didn't expect Su Qianqian to become an overnight sensation, but as long as he succeeded in this steady and cautious approach that relied on his strength and works, his foundation would be extremely solid.
Compared to so-called top stars like Lin Shu, strength and character are the key to making passers-by pay for them.
What's more, he glanced at the girl's face that was enough to captivate everyone, coupled with her rare aura and calm temperament. As long as she was given a suitable stage, it was almost inevitable that she would become an instant hit.
Leaving the company, walking in the slightly tipsy breeze of the early summer evening, Su Qianqian held the briefcase containing the script, her steps tired but light.
She took out her cell phone and clicked on the brand new Weibo icon.
The account name is very simple: Actor Su Qianqian.
Number of followers: 8.
Certification information: Contracted actor of Shen Media.
Looking at the few fans, all of whom were staff members of Shen Media, Su Qianqian did not feel lost, but instead had a new sense of security.
This is her own starting point, a starting point that she needs to fill herself.
This feels so good.
In Su Qianqian's world, there has never been only Gu Chengyu.
Even though she came for him.
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