Love? The Reborn Me Just Wants to Obtain Rewards-Chapter 901 - 373 Chaoyue: You Really Are a Pervert_2

"So, you intentionally added a swallowing action. Was it to establish the character’s logic?"

"Nope. Instead, it looked like blatant acting."

"Additionally, from the overall character design perspective, a part-time worker wouldn’t wait until the morning market’s closing time to buy cheap buns. It would delay their start time at work."

"You might as well portray a nightclub hostess just clocking out, scrimping and saving to pay for a family member’s medical bills. That would give the character more depth and make the skit far more dramatic."

"What the heck!"

Yang Chaoyue gaped, her eyes wide open in disbelief, dumbfounded.

"Mr. Su, what on earth did you do before? How do you even know drama theory?"

Su Huai bit back a laugh, casually waving her off. "Why worry about what I did? Just focus on whether the critique makes sense or not."

"It does! It does! You’ve enlightened me!"

She leaned forward like a little Pekingese, donning a sycophantic grin as she tried to butter him up. "Hey, teach me! I really want to get better, so show me how to improve!"

"So, you’re convinced?" Gou Huai cocked an eyebrow at her.

"Convinced! Utterly convinced!"

Thud—she knocked her forehead onto the desk in mock reverence, startling Su Huai.

Good grief, can you not be so over the top?

But this little rascal sure was amusing—uninhibited and completely unfazed, calling anyone her bro once she got comfortable.

That personality of hers was perfect for the entertainment circle. It wasn’t that she lacked brains, but that years of scraping by at the bottom of the social ladder had forged a kind of exuberant vitality in her.

"Alright, you’re still far off from deserving my personal guidance."

Su Huai struck a self-satisfied pose, smugly reminding her.

"You’re learning some kind of rough blend of Method Acting and Representational Acting, but it’s systematic enough to get you through most contemporary dramas, meeting my expectations for you so far.

Going forward, stop fixating on ’experience’ and focus on the basics—freeing up your body and improving your control.

Otherwise, if you’ve got ideas but can’t execute them, that’d be a real problem." free𝑤ebnovel.com

"Okay..."

Yang Chaoyue’s response was lackluster as she pouted, her tone carrying a hint of grievance.

In truth, Su Huai was internally bursting with joy. He hadn’t expected her to get this far in her training.

What level was Yang Chaoyue at now?

She could handle real-world acting.

After spending so much time on formal performance training, it clearly hadn’t been wasted.

Even though Su Huai called the training techniques "rough methods," they were, in fact, structured approaches built step by step. The only shortcut taken was skimping on theoretical education due to time constraints.

But having a foundation versus no foundation at all made a world of difference when it came to filming that first drama.

In her past life, when Yang Chaoyue had been thrown into a production, she’d known absolutely nothing. At most, she underwent a few days of crash courses, picking up tips like how to face the camera or how to act under specific circumstances.

Those so-called "practical techniques" were essentially cookie-cutter formulas. Effective, but over time, they could reduce an actor’s performance to something as stiffly formulaic as a Baby or Sister Shi.

Even Zhang Songwen’s early-stage training classes had these kinds of methods. The only difference was that he taught with greater care and helped students outline a basic system.

What’s the purpose of a system?

To tell you why to act a certain way and, with extensive professional training, ensure you can perform it correctly.

Without a system or fundamental training, many idol actors and actresses ended up having to rely merely on "Experience Talent."

When their talent allowed them to connect, outside stimuli could trigger genuine, natural reactions.

When it didn’t? Disaster.

Among non-professional male and female stars with actual "Experience Talent," Xiao Zhan would qualify among the men, and Liu Haocun among the women.

But let’s not compare them to Brother Xun; her innate flair was on an entirely different plane.

Also, while Liu Haocun’s technical skills might be lacking, within her comfort zone, her emotional expression could possess striking finesse. In contrast, those stronger than her at the same age typically excelled on the technical front—totally different ballgame.

Xiao Zhan, on the other hand, had a tendency to overdo it. His talent level was stuck somewhere middling, which led to severe control problems. But as his technical ability improved later, he truly became a standout among non-professional male stars.

Let me throw in one more blunt truth that many won’t want to hear: Whether in terms of talent or technique, Cheng Yi, Xiao Zhan, and even the "Four-Character Star" all outshine a certain singer-actor teacher...

Timing, opportunity, and luck—those things are really crucial.

Yang Chaoyue was the perfect example of a mediocrity talent-wise. The absolute loftiest goal she could aim for would be delivering award-worthy performances akin to Tan Songyun’s, achieved solely through technical mastery.

To reach that point, she couldn’t afford to take any detours. The haphazard, trial-by-fire process she’d endured in her previous life had to be avoided. She needed plenty of time to develop a personal acting style that prioritized Representational Acting, supplemented by Method Acting.

Based solely on her current progress, becoming an award-winning actress was highly unlikely. However, reliably delivering average performances wouldn’t be a problem, and on rare occasions when she resonated strongly with a role, she might even reach an excellent level.

Su Huai was genuinely thrilled—he’d rewritten the fate of yet another notable figure from his previous life. He was positively basking in accomplishment.

Moreover, who wouldn’t love a bubbly, sharp-witted mood-maker like Chaoyue?

"Alright, alright, here’s a compliment: Your progress has been remarkable—way beyond what I expected."

Su Huai acted like a teasing high school bad boy, deliberately picking on the girl before coming around to coax her. There was something almost childishly endearing about it.

The kicker? He wasn’t even trying to be subtle as he affectionately patted her on the head, as if calming down a toddler.

Yang Chaoyue’s face turned bright red in an instant.

Only a third of it was from embarrassment; the other two-thirds came from sheer indignation.

"Oh wow! Workplace harassment, huh? Mr. Su, you’ve got some nerve. Even I, a broke nobody, can’t escape your grubby hands?!"