"Try again?"
"Isn't this a good time?"
Ren Yan exclaimed in surprise.
Student A Wei hesitated for a moment and said, "But I always feel like something is missing. Guo Jia shouldn't be like me."
“I feel like I can do better.”
'Better?'
Ren Yan frowned slightly and looked at Yang Wei.
To be honest, his squad leader is usually a careless person. This is the first time he has seen him so serious.
Anyway, dubbing is mainly for experience. Since the other party wants to do it again, Ren Yan has no reason to stop it.
After taking a look at Chen Jianguo and seeing that he didn't react, Ren Yan nodded:
"Okay, let's try again."
Hearing this, Wei slowly closed his eyes.
This is the method that Ren Yan gave to Class Nine.
When thinking or looking for a certain feeling, cutting off your vision can help you improve your efficiency.
Human vision is the medium that receives the most data on a daily basis.
Complex information is not conducive to concentrated thinking.
As long as this medium is cut off, the mind will naturally focus on one's own thinking and will not be easily distracted.
Previously, Xia Yue and others have confirmed this method.
Now, classmate Awei also wants to try it.
In the dubbing just now, he did not show any empathy at all. He did not show any discomfort and spoke the lines entirely based on his own emotions.
He felt that such lines lacked soul.
Since they are dubbing the characters, they are the medium through which the characters speak. If they want to truly restore the lines, they must adjust themselves and the characters to the same channel.
Especially historical figures like Guo Jia whom he likes.
Yang Wei felt that he needed to present all of this perfectly, which was both a responsibility to himself and a respect for this historical figure.
Of course, the most important thing is that he feels he can do it.
When he was dubbing just now, he knew where his problem lay.
Now that we know where the problem lies, will it be difficult to correct it?
With this belief, the monitor's thoughts began to diverge.
All of a sudden, his body shivered for no reason.
It was as if a cold air current was blowing around.
Following this airflow, he seemed to have entered a large tent.
There was a brazier in the big tent, and next to the brazier was a couch.
On the couch, a man dressed as a scholar was huddled together with a pale face, his whole body shaking.
But even so, the man's eyes were still clear, as if he was not disturbed by anything.
In front of him sat a bearded man, who seemed to be asking for some advice.
The man opened his mouth and spoke something slowly.
However, Awei did not hear any sound.
The next moment, it seemed as if the world was spinning, and Ah Wei felt a tremor, and his body seemed to sway involuntarily.
The scene before my eyes has also changed.
A bearded man came into his sight, speaking anxiously:
"Fengxiao, Fengxiao?"
An inexplicable feeling surged in his heart, and Ah Wei spoke slowly with a hint of morbidity and clarity.
"That's it..."
The next moment, the picture disappeared and everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
However, everyone in the recording room was silent in shock.
Looking at Ah Wei was like looking at a monster.
When the line just now came out of Wei's mouth, they seemed to hear the voice of another person.
A voice that does not belong to Yang Wei at all.
Even the voice has changed.
If they hadn't seen Ah Wei speak with their own eyes, it would have been hard to believe that the voice was coming from the same person.
It would be fine if it was just the voice changing.
But it was this voice combined with that line that made everyone feel as if Guo Jia was reborn.
It was as if Guo Jia himself had spoken.
That kind of self-confidence and that kind of depression are intertwined and complement each other.
It was as if they were brought into the icy and snowy Liaodong in an instant.
It made everyone shiver for no reason.
"You are really good, you are a hidden talent. I didn't expect you to be so good at faking your voice!"
After a moment, Li Cheng stepped forward and patted Awei's shoulders twice with a smile on his face.
The other students standing by also secretly gave their class monitor a thumbs up.
The line just now was the most vivid line they had ever heard.
What immaturity, what restraint.
Absolutely not.
What he does have is full confidence and a natural voice.
Being praised like this, Wei seemed a little embarrassed:
"Lucky, lucky."
Hearing this, Li Cheng's eyes curved, and he asked in a slightly vulgar tone:
"Squad leader, can you imitate a girl's voice? If you can..."
After saying that, Li Cheng looked at A Wei expectantly with a look of "you know".
Awei immediately rolled his eyes and pushed him aside.
Damn it, asking this question makes me feel sick.
The professionals standing by looked at Wei with a sense of loss in their eyes.
It's true that if you compare yourself to others, you will die, and if you compare goods, you will throw them away.
Just from that line of dubbing just now, they knew they could never do it.
Pathology combines self-confidence and helplessness, three completely different and even somewhat opposite emotions intertwined, which is absolutely a hopeless difficulty for dubbing.
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