Under Xue Yao's arrangement, Xia Yitong entered the xx Theater in Beijing. The first play she received was the role of Sifeng in the classic drama "Thunderstorm". She has watched this drama three times before and learned it when she was in school. Knowing that classics do not mean they are easy to perform. They are worthy of so many people to interpret, which shows the extraordinaryness of the classics themselves.

I have arranged dramas in class in college, but they are all small-scale fights, and the ones they accompany me are students of the same age. Both the level and requirements cannot be compared with the present. This drama has a ready-made script that has been performed. The performance is successful, and the current performance is only slightly changed. It is much easier than rehearsing a new drama that has been rehearsing for half a year.

In the theater, the lighting, sound, stage design, set props, and the characters themselves are all completely different from TV and movies. The people who performed this drama with her are all young actors from the theater. When rehearsing, they are all straight and clear, and their voices make Xia Yitong's ears hurt. She is a little shy. She was embarrassed to yell at the beginning, but she gradually let go at the urging of her companions.

"Don't use your throat, as it can easily slash your throat, and the sound is not good." The young man who played Lu Gui walked over and said, "When he heard her read it, he was filled with emotion and passionate words.

Xia Yitong found the source of the voice, bowed slightly, and said, "Senior Brother." She didn't know what she called, so she picked a nice shout.

The young man smiled and said, "Don't be so arrogant, my name is Lu."

Lu... also has a surname of Lu, and his surname is both good-hearted and helpful. Xia Yitong feels a little more intimate with him and said, "Please give me advice."

"I dare not take the advice." Lu's hand reached out, shrank back before touching Xia Yitong, smiled again, pressed it on his dantian, and said, "Use this pronunciation." As he said that, he sang a few bel cantos.

The baritone that made the scalp explode in an instant was very shocking.

Xia Yitong was quite familiar with this and blinked: "Why should I practice bel canto?"

Lu Yishi was speechless and smiled even more happily: "Why are you like this..."

"So what?"

"Nothing," Lu shook his head, saying it was too frivolous. He raised his hand and greeted someone. He was a girl, as old as Xia Yitong. Lu said, "I'll teach her how to pronounce it. You can touch her dantian and see if it's right."

Lu Qi sinks into Dantian and plays the first scene with her.

"Sifeng!" He gasped.

Xia Yitong looked at the script and said that there was no need to agree to this sentence. Lu Shengcao shouted again with annoyance: "Sifeng!"

Xia Yitong glanced at him: "Ho, it's so hot."

Lu looked at her and said coldly: "Sifeng, have you heard it?"

A trace of obvious boredom flashed in Xia Yitong's eyes, and she said coldly: "Yes! Dad! What are you doing?"

The girl who pressed her hand on Xia Yitong's lower abdomen shook her head, Lu stopped and said, "I'll read your words now, I'll read one, you can read one."

Xia Yitong nodded. She had studied music before, but singing and acting in dramas are not the same. She had to accept a new art again.

Lu: "The Dantian is divided into three types, mainly using the Middle Dantian and the Lower Dantian..."

At the end of the day, Xia Yitong felt that she had a basic grasp of the music and had a good result after she got through the tuning. She came back in the evening and recited the poems several times. The next day, she continued to practice and her voice was very good.

Rehearsals seem boring but have new experiences every day. Those things that were ignored in their school days and only knew a little about them are like reefs at the bottom of the water, gradually surfaced as the waves receded.

She felt that she had returned to her student life. The state of mind that she treated herself as a blank piece of paper and was eager to learn appeared on herself for a long time again, almost making her feel refreshed every day, smiling with everyone she met, greeting every little bird, saying hello to every green leaf, and meeting again.

She took the initiative to ask Xue Yao to change the conditions, but stopped accepting all the notices, so she let her stay here quietly as a student.

She remembered what Lu Yinbing said to her: "If you take a role, no professional skill can be completed in ten or half a month. The reason why celebrities are stars is that they are always fast, chased by the waves, have no patience, no perseverance, and are reluctant to spend a year or even three months to study for a role. If you want to become an actor, you have to put down your pace of being a star, slow down, learn, and create."

So she slowed down and could better understand the previous generation of outstanding actors who focused on studying the fun of a role, becoming a role, giving the role vitality, and finally surpassing the role.

One night she went home and sat on the sofa at home, thinking that she was Sifeng and the paintings on the wall were dusty. When she thought of the master, she couldn't help but clean it up.

When my phone rang, I was still wondering what kind of monster this was.

After the ringing, she rang again. She came back and felt enlightened. The caller ID was Lu Yinbing. She was filming "Entertainment Mother" in Northeast China. She called her after getting started and asked, "What are you doing? Why don't you answer my phone?"

Xia Yitong was a little confused. She looked at the floor that had been cleaned a lot and said to the truth: "I cleaned it up, I don't know what happened in the first time."

Lu Yinbing had so many questions in his heart that he could come up: "Don't there be an aunt at home? Why do you have to clean yourself? Have you changed your phone ringtone? Didn't you say it's troublesome to escape from prison?"

“No, no.”

"What's not."

"Wait for me to calm down for a while," Xia Yitong put down her phone, went to the bathroom to wash her face, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her hands and picked up the phone, "Okay."

"What the hell is going on?"

"I'm in the play. It's Lu Sifeng who is cleaning up, not me. I put my phone on the sofa, and I didn't hear it just now." Xia Yitong touched his forehead and took two consecutive breaths.

"Yeah," Lu Yinbing said, "Yes, Teacher Xia."

Xia Yitong smiled and said, "Don't bury me, how are you? Is this character okay? Is there any mental depression?"

Lu Yinbing smiled and said, "Do you feel depressed when you hear me? It's quite OK."

Xia Yitong was not relieved and said, "Let's start a video. Let's take a look."

After opening the video, Lu Yinbing really had a rosy face, but she looked much better than Xia Yitong. Lu Yinbing tskated and said, "Looking at your face, you still worry about me, so why not worry about yourself more, be careful, I ask Mother Xue to give you ten-full-tonifying soup every day."

Xia Yitong smiled again and watched the video: "I understand, didn't I just wash my face? It's going to be fine in a while. Besides, I'm whiter than you, and my face almost looks normal."

"Do you want some face?" Lu Yinbing glared at her inside, "I used to say that she was white and blushing, and her face was good."

"No, how much is a pound of face worth?"

"You don't want to give it to others for nothing."

"Nonsense, many people want my face, screaming at my husband."

"Xia Yitong!"

"It's useless for them to call. Their face is yours and their body is yours." Xia Yitong said, "I can't leave a single minute."

"That's about the same." Lu Yinbing snorted.

The two of them said a lot of unnutrition and hung up reluctantly. Xia Yitong went to the bathroom to take a bath, browsed Weibo, searched for keywords Lu Yinbing, and popped up recent news about Lu Yinbing. The latest one was that the crew started the filming and pulled it down. It was when they returned to Beijing ten days ago at the airport. Lu Yinbing didn't bring any one, wearing a mask and sunglasses, and was very low-key. He left the terminal alone and was squatting by the entertainment journalist who was squatting. There were a lot of entertainment journalists. Lu Yinbing said, "I'm not available, goodbye." Then she took off her sunglasses and looked at the other party with cold eyebrows and eyes. Finally, she caused a sensation and was escorted out by the airport security guard.

When Lu Yinbing came back, he got angry. Finally, Xia Yitong used his spirit of self-sacrifice to successfully soothe the slutty Lu Mao. Now when I think about it, I always feel that Lu Yinbing's ignition was so false.

Now that time has changed, it’s boring to think about it. Xia Yitong bounced his fingers on the water, and the water splashed. Why don’t he try to get angry next time?

"Thunderstorm" was rehearsed for two months and was officially performed on July 13th.

It was the season when the heat was getting hot, but it was abnormal that day. The temperature dropped sharply and it was raining heavily. Xia Yitong rushed into the backstage with an umbrella and prepared before going on stage. Looking at the heavy rain outside the house, I always felt my heart beating and accelerating, as if something bad happened.

Before she went on stage, she glanced at her phone and Lu Yinbing replied to her good morning in the morning and felt calm.

This time she posted a message [I'm going to go on stage]. Lu Yinbing didn't reply. She must be filming at this time, so she didn't think too much about it.

There was a thunderstorm outside the house, and there was a thunderstorm inside the house. The plot was rising and falling, and it received a lot of applause at the end of the curtain call.

Four-act scenes, ninety-six minutes, one and a half hours, Xia Yitong took off her makeup in the background, and there was a thunderous sound on her head. Xia Yitong's three souls dissipated four souls. She went to look at her phone with a conditioned reflex, but it was still quiet on WeChat.

Her heartbeats faster, and she has nowhere to relieve her sense of emptiness, so she has to breathe in a hurry for a few quick breaths to relieve her.

Lu Yinbing contacted her during filming without a regular schedule. When she was free, she would never be able to reply to her. The news from 6 am and never responded to it until 6 pm.

Xia Yitong couldn't help but call.

"Sorry, the phone you called has been turned off..."

Xia Yitong called her assistant Xiaoxi who went to the team again. Xiaoxi's phone number was heard, but no one answered.

Call Xue Yao again, and a mechanical female voice that was exactly the same as Lu Yinbing came: "I'm sorry that the phone number you called has been turned off..."

The rain outside stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. Xia Yitong held her cell phone and stood there blankly, with her face covered with gray shadows like the sky here.

Lu Yinbing has reasons to turn off the phone. It’s normal for Xiaoxi to be busy and can’t receive the phone. However, Xue Yao will never turn off the phone. Sometimes it may not be able to get through because of the poor signal, but it will never turn off the phone. The only possibility is that she is on the plane, where is she flying?

With so many coincidences gathering together, Xia Yitong only had one thought in her mind: something happened.

She forced herself to calm down, calm down, calm down.
Chapter completed!