At nine o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ran knocked on the door of Zhou Jielun with his bag on his back. He told Zhou Jielun last night that he would take him to a place for special training today.

The two came out of the hotel and got into the nanny car prepared by the crew for Chou Jielun. Zhang Ran told the driver about the destination, and the driver started the car.

An hour later, the car stopped. Zhou Jie got out of the car and looked up and saw a Great Wall. Unlike the Great Wall you usually see on TV, the Great Wall in front of you is very dilapidated.

This Great Wall is not a tourist attraction. Without tourists, only Zhang Ran and Zhou Jielun were climbing. When they reached the beacon tower on the top of the mountain, the mountain wind whistled. Looking around, there was no end to see the beginning and end of the Great Wall. The mountains were full of green and green.

Zhang Ran sat on the ground, opened his backpack and took out a bottle of Erguotou, unscrewed the lid and took a few sips by himself, and then handed them to Zhou Jielun: "Drink a few sips of wine, we will start practicing later!"

Jay Chou didn't like drinking, but he was very upset because of the poor performance in the past two days. He immediately touched the bottle and sipped twice. Alcohol quickly entered the blood, and the heat wave surged in his body. The bottle of wine in his hand passed to Zhang Ran's hand.

Zhang Ran took the wine bottle, took two mouthfuls, frowned and said, "Jie Lun, do you want to act that scene well?"

Zhou Jielun said firmly: "Of course I want to, otherwise I wouldn't come here with you to receive special training."

Zhang Ran looked at Zhou Jielun's expectant face and said seriously: "My training method is a bit special. It may make you very upset, and may even make you hurt. Can you accept it?"

A scene has not been filmed for three days, which made Jay Chou feel very stressed. What he wants to do most now is to perform the scene perfectly: "No problem, I can accept it!"

Zhang Ran nodded and said slowly: "We must have people who hate them, even people who hate them. My solution is very simple. Who is the person you hate? Why do you hate him? Tell me, and then I will play him, insult you, or even attack you. In short, I will do my best to stimulate the anger in your heart and make the power in your heart burst out!"

Zhou Jielun was stunned and understood why Zhang Ran took him out of the wilderness for training. He frowned and said, "Is there no other way?"

Zhang Ran sighed: "There is a way to do it. You can use mask practice. Some people are nervous when they first learn to perform. If they can't get back their emotions, they can put on different masks, and then guide them to adapt to the stage and release their emotions. However, this requires a process, and there is no time for half a month to achieve the ideal effect. You also know that our crew has a limited budget, and it will cost tens of thousands of dollars to delay a day, and hundreds of thousands in half a month."

Jay Chou knew that the movie’s budget was limited and that all the money was borrowed by Zhang Ran. He didn’t want to drag him down on this matter, but he was a little skeptical about Zhang Ran’s method: “Can this really work?”

Zhang Ran took a sip with the bottle in his hand and nodded, "Yes. When you can't feel emotional in acting these days, I always ask you to recall past experiences and find similar emotions from memories. This is a method-based technique called emotional memory, or emotional replacement. However, some people hide their emotions and experiences very deeply. Many things they don't want to touch, and they automatically avoid them when they encounter them. For example, an actor wants to act in an inner trauma scene after a car accident, and the actor himself happened to have experienced a serious car accident. It sounds easy to act, and just need to mobilize the emotions at the time to act. But in fact, it is difficult to do so, so it is too painful for the actor himself to come in. He will avoid this memory. This is similar to your situation, so I can only help you discover your inner emotions!"

In fact, Zhang Ran and his group parted ways with Strasberg, mainly because of emotional memory. Zhang Ran and his group believed that actors should use emotional replacements in a controlled manner, and unlimited discovery would invade the actors' private space, and some more extreme characters might even cause physical and mental harm to the actors.

People always have some things buried in their hearts, and they don’t want to think about them or mention them. The training of the Methodist School will constantly break this principle, which is also an important reason why the Methodist School has been controversial in the United States.

The method Zhang Ran is taking is more extreme now. It is not to let the actors discover their deep emotions themselves, but to let the actors be honest and private, and to discover them in a more intense way. If the ancestor Stella or Zhang Ran’s teacher Mary Hill knew about it, he would probably scold him as an unworthy person!

"I understand, no problem." Zhou Jielun pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

Zhang Ran took a sip of wine, handed the bottle to Zhou Jielun, and said slowly: "Don't worry, let's talk about my experience first. Let's talk about my experience first. I used to be a bad boy. In our area, other parents used me as a negative example to educate their children..."

He slowly told his experiences. If he wanted others to open his mind to him, he had to open himself to others first, otherwise he would not be able to guarantee that Jay Chou would truly reveal his feelings to him.

Jay Chou listened silently, he didn't expect Zhang Ran to experience so many things and encounter so many setbacks. Compared with Zhang Ran, he was really lucky. Just like this movie, when investors withdraw their investments at the beginning, the actors withdraw, and now they are stuck on themselves again.

After Zhang Ran finished speaking, Jay Chou began to talk about his experience. Before becoming famous, he had no money, no name, and no girlfriend; and because he grew up in a single-parent family, he was silent and withdrawn, and even lowered his head when walking; he couldn't afford expensive things when shopping, but he didn't look down on cheap things; the only collections in the family were the guitar his mother bought for him and the strings he played. He participated in the talent show for the first time, and the judges criticized him for being speechless and speaking very badly, which hit him a big blow.

Zhang Ran and Zhou Jielun chatted slowly. Soon, a bottle of Erguotou was finished.

Zhang Ran put the empty wine bottle into his bag, looked at Zhou Jielun, and said, "Jielun, I apologize to you first. What I want to do below is not my original intention, it is entirely to stimulate your inner emotions. Don't blame me!"

Zhou Jielun nodded solemnly and said, "I don't blame you, come on!"

Zhang Ran stared at Zhou Jielun, pointed at his nose, and said with a serious expression: "Now I am just a bastard judge who is speechless. Now I'll be in front of you. Come and beat me up and punch me first. Come and clench your fist and hit me!"

Jay Chou was stunned: "It's really a fight? Isn't that good?"

"What's wrong with it? Now I'm that bastard judge." Zhang Ran saw that Zhou Jielun was still motionless, and showed a hint of contempt in his mouth and said in a strange tone, "Zhou Jielun, what are you singing? I can't hear clearly. Are you singing? You can't speak clearly, what songs are you singing?"

Jay Chou was in a bad mood, but when he heard this, he immediately aroused his unpleasant memories and his face turned dark. He was not a violent person. Although Zhang Ran's words were unpleasant and made him very upset, he still couldn't do it if he really wanted him to hit someone.

Seeing that Zhou Jie was still moving, Zhang Ran said sarcastically: "Your mouth is not suitable for singing at all. I want to ask, are you big tongue? Yours should go to the hospital to have a doctor cured your big tongue and then come out to sing, otherwise you will be singing the song of the big tongue!"

Zhou Jielun's face became darker and darker, his anger was boiling in his heart, and his fists couldn't help but clenched.

The disdain on Zhang Ran's face became even stronger, and he laughed unscrupulously: "What's your face? He even clenched his fists. OK, you'll hit me! You said your big tongue is to comfort you. To be honest, you stutter and stutter, just like stuttering in singing!"

"Go to die, bastard!" The anger in Zhou Jielun's heart was completely ignited. He shouted, raised his fist and punched Zhang Ran.

Zhang Ran did not dodge and let the punch hit him in the face. Although he was playing the role of a judge, the scolding was too harsh. If Zhou Jielun was not allowed to vent his anger, if Zhou Jielun stopped acting in anger, it would be troublesome!

The punch was very heavy, and Zhang Ran almost burst into tears. He raised his right hand and punched Zhou Jielun in the face, knocking Zhou Jielun to the ground. He spat on the side and shouted: "Come on, come on and hit me! I am the judge who looks down on you! Now he is in front of you, come on, come on!"

ah--

Zhou Jielun shouted, got up from the ground, and punched Zhang Ran in the face again.

Zhang Ran saw that Zhou Jielun's fist had already rushed towards his face, and he turned sideways and avoided it.

Zhou Jielun roared and punched Zhang Ran's face with two more punches. His movements were very fast and powerful, but they both let Zhang Ran avoid them.

"It's my turn!" Zhang Ran took action to capture Zhou Jielun's wrist and punched Zhou Jielun's belly. He did not slap Zhou Jielun in the face. Next, Zhou Jielun would have to act. If he was beaten to the point of a blue face, he would still be a ghost!

Zhou Jielun screamed, bowed and fell to the ground. He covered his stomach, lay on the ground, gasped, and his eyes were filled with anger.

Zhang Ran clapped Jay Chou, who was lying on the ground and laughed loudly, "This is not possible? It's so bad! Come on, you stuttering idiot, you are not worthy of singing! I'll give you zero points!"

"Go to die, you bastard!" Zhou Jielun shouted, got up from the ground, pounced directly on Zhang Ran like a wolf, and directly overturned Zhang Ran to the ground, and then punched Zhang Ran in the face.

Zhang Ran grinned in pain. Seeing that Zhou Jielun's fist hit him again, he raised his hand and pushed it away, then used it to pull it, and threw it out. He got up from the ground and shouted at Zhou Jielun: "It's very good, that's it! Keep coming!"

"Go to die, bastard!" Zhou Jielun yelled loudly, pounced on Zhang Ran like a madman.
Chapter completed!