[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett":3,"chapter-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-32":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","How Can You Be an Emperor of Acting Without Letting Loose?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2324744,4547,"Chapter 32: North Electric Preliminary Trial","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-32",32,"\u003Cp>February 25, 2001.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Winter was nearing its end, yet the wind still howled bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gates of North Electric University welcomed a long-absent bustle: young men and women in down jackets lined up densely outside, their breaths puffing white mist, yet their excitement undimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each youthful face gazed eagerly toward the campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>there was a gathering of handsome men and beautiful women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone hoped that, after several months, they would officially enter this prestigious arts university as students.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The North Electric entrance exam had always drawn widespread attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many news media outlets were present on-site—interviewing, photographing, perhaps capturing someone who, in a few years, would rise as a new star.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look over there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bespectacled reporter from Sohu tapped his colleague: “That kid’s good—worth snapping a photo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photographer turned his lens and clicked the shutter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the frame appeared a boy with an overly soft, pretty face—extremely handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as he moved the camera,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>his hand froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A more striking figure suddenly stepped into view: sharp jawline, straight nose, and an exceptionally novel hairstyle that made his features appear profoundly three-dimensional.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His overall aura was fiercely sharp, like a drawn blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His level of handsomeness\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>instantly crushed the previous pretty boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Click.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The photographer found a perfect profile and pressed the shutter hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at the photographer a short distance away, Li Luo walked forward slowly, patiently waiting to enter the exam hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he had full confidence,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to leave a strong impression on the examiners, he’d visited a hairstylist for an American-style spiky cut, making him look even more handsome and fresh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone bumped into him, followed immediately by an apology.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning back while shaking his documents, Li Luo’s expression showed mild surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one apologizing was Jia Nailiang; combined with the earlier sight of Bian Xiaoxiao and Wang Luodan, he couldn’t help but shake his head with a wry smile—he’d walked straight into a knife-stabbing nest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The so-called “knife-stabbing incident”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>occurred when Bian Xiaoxiao collaborated with Yin Datian on a drama and suddenly launched an online tirade accusing him of assault and hair-pulling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The nature of the incident was undeniably vile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the full surveillance footage was released, Yin Datian faced fierce public condemnation—including from people who had regularly interacted with him and called him brother—hence the origin of the “Knife-Stabbing Cult.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, it was proven\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>that the two had argued, and angered, Yin Datian shoved the other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the incident was clarified,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he never recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Li Luo finally understood: among these Knife-Stabbing Cult members, some were surely exploiting the chaos to step on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others had acted on impulse, mindlessly joining the outcry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could have imagined being genuinely betrayed by a crying classmate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Li Luo’s view, that woman’s conduct was even more repulsive—no wonder she portrayed Su Meng so convincingly in “Zhengyangmen Down,” yet in person, she was all surface and no substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid these scattered thoughts,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo joined the line and walked into campus, beginning his North Electric preliminary exam.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the small auditorium,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>rows of waiting candidates sat on chairs, most staring fixedly at the stage, trying to psychologically pressure their rivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several examiners sat up front,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>occasionally waving their pens, scoring one candidate after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With casual gestures,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>they altered individual destinies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Next.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bespectacled examiner yawned and waved his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, teachers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo stepped forward calmly from the line, his voice clear and strong: “Candidate No. 27, height one meter seventy-eight, from Gui District...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Here, candidates were strictly forbidden from stating their names.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A brief self-introduction sufficed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His Mandarin was already good; after strengthening with the Dialogue attribute, his accent vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His diction was not only crisp but also resonant and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the stage sat several examiners with blank expressions; Huo Xuan, who had dined with him days ago, sat in the center—now radiating unmistakable authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Feihong nodded subtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smile flickered at her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the self-introduction, Huo Xuan tapped his fingers on the table: “Next is the three-minute dialogue assessment—novels, essays, or fables are acceptable. Candidate No. 27, prepare.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other examiners’ expressions sharpened in focus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew that when Professor Huo became interested, he made this unconscious gesture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xuan was genuinely intrigued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was deeply curious what had led Zhang Zhongzhi to choose this boy, Li Luo, to portray Lin Pingzhi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Feihong sat rigidly upright,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>eyes locked on the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her heart, an unspoken resentment flickered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment’s thought, Li Luo recited a passage from “The Smiling, Proud Wanderer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Months of effort had made it second nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the story unfolded, everyone’s attention gradually drew in—he didn’t have the dramatic intensity of earlier candidates, yet his calm, unhurried tone was strangely captivating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With his foundational dialogue skill enhanced, Li Luo unleashed his full power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strong dialogue ability was crucial.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any film or drama, certain actors spoke in ways that were instantly gripping—clear, comfortable, and deeply infectious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the mark of dialogue skill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Other actors mumbled indistinctly; without subtitles, you couldn’t tell what the hell they were saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three minutes later, his voice abruptly stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One examiner, unfamiliar with “The Smiling, Proud Wanderer,” asked: “Did Linghu Chong die?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uh.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Luo froze, unsure how to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, the room erupted in laughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Quiet, quiet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huo Xuan stood, frowning as he scanned the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once laughter subsided, he nodded approvingly at the stage: “Excellent. Candidate No. 27, you may step down.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens of envious, jealous gazes instantly pierced the center of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Nailiang wore a face full of admiration and anticipation; to his left, fifth in line, Bian Xiaoxiao bit her nails, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a corner nearby, Huang Sheng tapped his fingers on the armrest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes gleamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, the best comment any examiner had given was merely “not bad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, teachers.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid dozens of burning stares, Li Luo bowed, then walked calmly offstage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Performance—easily secured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Physicality—the clean, swift long fist routine left Yu Feihong stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music—“Xiao Fang” made every candidate and examiner exhale in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he sang “Thank you for your love,” Li Luo nearly cracked his voice, drawing chuckles from everyone; even Huo Xuan inwardly sighed—he finally found something this kid wasn’t good at.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as he watched Li Luo walk offstage with calm composure,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn't help giving him a higher score.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid has thick skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's a good trait.\u003C\u002Fp>",1080,"2026-06-20T17:17:01.025Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","a82d5e79658d6147c311d65c8f0f5d52e6079dcc3f60c84f3697a53cb2229474","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-33","how-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-chapter-31",461,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhow-can-you-be-an-emperor-of-acting-without-lett-cover.jpg"]