The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!-Chapter 1775 - 1765: Audition (6)
Then she responded again: "Got it, the task comes first." After hanging up the phone, her entire expression became somewhat complicated. Not just her gaze, gestures, but even her tone—compared to the calm, composed version of her just moments ago, she seemed like a completely different person, murmuring, "Grant..."
Just those three words, and one could tell there was a profound bond between her and the male lead. Besides the emotions, there was also a necessary conflicting task. The extended setup labeled by the judges as "too indifferent" was actually all for this moment.
Just as the judges wanted to continue watching, Xia Siyu paused, then smiled faintly: "Over. Thanks."
For a moment, the judges didn’t know whether to feel disappointed or intrigued, but they certainly were eager to see what would unfold in the next moment.
The stern judge couldn’t help himself and spoke first: "Miss Xia, I’d like to ask you a few questions, please respond as your character would."
This was the first time he took the initiative to question an auditioning actor. In prior auditions, no matter how impressive an actor’s acrobatics, or how alluring their performance, or how touching their portrayal of parting with the protagonist was, he remained unaffected.
Xia Siyu calmly nodded: "Sure, please go ahead."
"Many people call you the Picasso of our time, how do you feel about that?"
A question out of the blue, with no information indicating the protagonist had ever been involved in the art field, nor any evidence showing her ability to paint. Clearly, this was a deliberate off-topic question by the judge to test her impromptu reaction.
Some actors prepare well for auditions, but if asked slightly off-topic questions, without preparation, they might become flustered.
But Xia Siyu, naturally bold, never has a blank mind. Though slightly bemused, she cocked her head a bit and then asked with a steady demeanor, "Although I have my own views on clothing coordination and furniture design, this question is a bit cool, but I don’t paint."
Immediately afterward, the judge asked another equally off-base question: "How do you view the harm modern warfare inflicts on humanity?"
Xia Siyu didn’t answer directly but first chuckled, then looked over at the judge with a slightly scrutinizing gaze: "Sir, let me guess, your accent has a touch of West Virginia. Do you live there?"
The judge was taken aback, surprised that Xia Siyu could detect his accent. West Virginia is known from films and songs. The heroine in the film "The Silence of the Lambs" speaks with a West Virginia accent, and the song "Country Roads" is about West Virginia. He nodded: "Regrettably, no, but I spent my college years there."
"Wow, very cool. The pastoral scenery there is beautiful." Xia Siyu seemed to casually navigate the conversation, but in her mind, she was considering how to answer the previous questions. Thankfully, the judge’s response gave her a few seconds to think.
She then answered: "Sir, listen carefully. In my view, the world isn’t perfect, and sometimes right or wrong isn’t as obvious as it seems. Modern warfare, unless it’s an utterly senseless massacre, its rights and wrongs aren’t immediately apparent, needing time for future generations to assess. Of course, I don’t see myself as a hero, nor do I think of myself as a villain. If possible, I’d prefer designing homes and furniture for children, making them shirts or dresses. However, sir, with topics like these, you won’t succeed in enticing me to have coffee with you."
In European and American culture, a man’s invitation to a woman for "a cup of coffee" is implicitly a date.
Xia Siyu’s voice carried a blend of calm and playfulness, her pace unhurried, the tone reminiscent of her previous phone conversation with her boss, confident and composed, showcasing her confidence in her abilities.
This person, though depicted as a seductive female spy in the work, actually only flirts with the male lead, maintaining a distant demeanor with everyone else.
The judge paused, then asked: "And how do you feel about Grant?"
Xia Siyu spoke, her voice still the same, but her tone undeniably filled with a sense of beauty, uncontainable: "Grant-Peterman is an outstanding warrior." Just as the judges wanted to continue watching, Xia Siyu paused, then smiled faintly: "Over. Thanks."
For a moment, the judges didn’t know whether to feel disappointed or intrigued, but they certainly were eager to see what would unfold in the next moment.
The stern judge couldn’t help himself and spoke first: "Miss Xia, I’d like to ask you a few questions, please respond as your character would."
This was the first time he took the initiative to question an auditioning actor. In prior auditions, no matter how impressive an actor’s acrobatics, or how alluring their performance, or how touching their portrayal of parting with the protagonist was, he remained unaffected.
Xia Siyu calmly nodded: "Sure, please go ahead."
"Many people call you the Picasso of our time, how do you feel about that?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮
A question out of the blue, with no information indicating the protagonist had ever been involved in the art field, nor any evidence showing her ability to paint. Clearly, this was a deliberate off-topic question by the judge to test her impromptu reaction.
Some actors prepare well for auditions, but if asked slightly off-topic questions, without preparation, they might become flustered.
But Xia Siyu, naturally bold, never has a blank mind. Though slightly bemused, she cocked her head a bit and then asked with a steady demeanor, "Although I have my own views on clothing coordination and furniture design, this question is a bit cool, but I don’t paint."
Immediately afterward, the judge asked another equally off-base question: "How do you view the harm modern warfare inflicts on humanity?" This person, though depicted as a seductive female spy in the work, actually only flirts with the male lead, maintaining a distant demeanor with everyone else.
The judge paused, then asked: "And how do you feel about Grant?"
Xia Siyu spoke, her voice still the same, but her tone undeniably filled with a sense of beauty, uncontainable: "Grant-Peterman is an outstanding warrior."
