A Core Ship From The Start
/ A Core Ship From The Start Chapter 1222
Chapter 1222: Chapter 829: Distorted Chapter 1222: Chapter 829: Distorted “Wow, that was fantastic!”
At the end of the performance, the director, equally thrilled, approached Duanmu Ai and lavishly praised her acting.
“In my opinion, you perfectly recreated that historical Lord Angel!”
“Did I?”
“Absolutely.”
The director nodded emphatically.
“The dramas and films praising that Lord Angel have been numerous over the years, but I think they've got the approach wrong. Aside from the very first documentary, which was somewhat authentic, all other works have overly focused on depicting Lord Angel's compassion. I'm not saying that's wrong, but emphasizing that side too much, doesn't it make us humans look like weak, helpless infants needing a mother's care?”
At this point, the director spread his hands in a gesture of helplessness.
“I've also read quite a few memoirs by people who fought alongside Lord Angel and even interviewed some of them. According to them, Lord Angel wasn't the kind who would hand-hold you to your feet. She would watch you, then prompt you to make a choice. Whether or not you stand up is up to you. If you're unwilling to persist, she would abandon you, but in my view, this isn't cold-hearted; rather, it's Lord Angel respecting human autonomy. She can light the torch, but whether to muster the courage to leave the darkness and return to the light is up to us humans!”
“………”
Thanks for the elaborate insight, but honestly, I just found those guys annoying.
Duanmu Ai rolled her eyes internally. Was it as grand as the director described? She had been simply too busy with other things, what with all the Cybernetic Madmen to kill and Electronic Demons to fight. Who had time to play doting mom? Of course, if you were a pretty girl, maybe I might be a bit more patient, but with a grown man, I couldn't care less. Whatever you think, whether you live or die, it's your problem, not mine… I'm not your mom.
And to think this could be interpreted like that… Ah, that's probably where all excessive interpretations originate.
Think about it, be it reading cues, ancient text insights, or memoirs of great persons, those people have been dead for centuries. How could textbook authors know what's on their minds?
Are they worms in their stomachs?
Similar cases weren't new to Duanmu Ai; according to accounts adapted from her deeds, the most famous was a memoir titled “The Three Sisters and the Angel”. Essentially, the plot resembles this stage play where Duanmu Ai once stormed a deserted city, killed all the Cybernetic Madmen and Electronic Demons there, and then rescued three young girls, raising them into leaders under her command.
Once this memoir was published, it described how Lord Angel saw human courage and belief in the three sisters.
In fact, it's all nonsense. Why did Duanmu Ai take them in the first place?
Simple, because they were cute and obedient.
If they had been three wild boys, she wouldn't have bothered; if they were boys, she would've handed them off to someone else straight away.
So, human history is filled with excessive interpretations… not everyone is a Sima Qian.
The words that Duanmu Ai told the protagonist just now translate to “Whether you live or die, it's not my concern,” but God knows where the director got that interpretation.
But it doesn't matter to me. How I act is my business. How it turns out doesn't concern me either. It's up to the audience, and again, it's none of my business.
For Duanmu Ai, this wasn't a challenge. After all, it was just a role that didn't even last ten minutes on stage. However, it seemed not so simple for the other actors.
“That was amazing!”
After rehearsal, Li Shi approached Duanmu Ai, looking at her with admiration.
“Really?”
“Definitely. Everyone didn't expect you to be that amazing. Now, that puts the pressure on them instead.”
“Amazing? I think you guys are way better at acting, considering I've never learned any performance skills.”
“That's not true.”
Kujikawa Rise shook her head.
“The teacher said that the essence of acting is to bring out the character's spirit. A successful performance is one that makes people feel that presence. From that perspective, your portrayal of Lord Angel was spot on, whereas we are still mimicking halfway through with our skills…..”
It makes sense, since I was just being myself.
“But this reassures everyone. Initially, even I was worried when the director mentioned you. Now, it seems we have to work harder, otherwise you'll steal the show!”
“Um… well, keep up the good work.”
That's all Duanmu Ai could say in response.
While Duanmu Ai and others were having smooth rehearsals, things weren't going quite so well for the Gang of Thieves.
Yugong Lian suddenly opened his eyes, threw off the covers, and gasped for air, covered in cold sweat.
“What on earth… was that?”
Chapter end
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