() He is young after all. After a day of rest and relaxation, Zhong Jinwei returned to a state of full energy.
He had been doing what he was interested in, but now that he was in good spirits, he couldn't rest anymore. Remembering that Emperor Chongzhen had asked him to do the propaganda work, he decided to go to the Jiaofang Division to have a look.
Zhong Jinwei walked out of the study. Since Gu Baichuan had taken a day off to go home and hadn't come back yet, he called Wang Peng and said, "Let's go listen to music and watch a show."
Wang Peng, who was outside the study, was a little surprised when he heard this. However, his duty was to protect Zhong Jinwei. Whether it was the previous battlefield or going to listen to music and watch a show, he had to go with him.
It could be seen that Uncle Zhongxing was in a good mood, so Wang Peng smiled and said: "Uncle Zhongxing is rarely in a good mood!"
"Well, that's not what the emperor meant." Zhong Jinwei walked to the courtyard while telling the truth.
The emperor asked Uncle Zhongxing to listen to music and watch a show? Wang Peng was stunned again, and then he heard Uncle Zhongxing explaining to the housekeeper that he was going to the Jiaofang Division, and then he realized that Uncle Zhongxing was joking with him and he was going to do something.
He quickly called other officers to escort Zhongxing Bo to Jiaofangsi.
When I passed the former Baoding Marquis Mansion, I saw that the door was still sealed. The original hereditary marquis was no longer a thing of the past.
After Zhong Jinwei saw the seal, he secretly lamented the heartlessness of the flowers blooming and falling, but he had no sympathy for the original owner. Because Zhong Jinwei believed that good will be rewarded with good and evil will be punished with evil.
When Zhong Jinwei and his party approached the gate of the Jiaofang Division, several people were coming out. The leader, who looked about fifty years old, lowered his head and walked out.
He looked familiar. As he got closer, the man raised his head and looked over when he heard the sound of horse hooves. When Zhong Jinwei saw that face, he immediately recognized it and shouted, "Wen Fengluan, where are you going?"
"Uncle Zhongxing, is that you?" Wen Yuren shouted at the same time.
"Why, can't it be me?" Zhong Jinwei said with a smile as he urged his horse closer.
Wen Yuren looked at Zhong Jinwei who was getting off his horse and said, "Where is it? I'm going to your mansion to find you."
Zhong Jinwei handed the reins to the guard beside him, then looked at Wen Yuren and asked, "Looking for me? What's the matter?"
Wen Yuren stepped out of the door and asked Zhong Jinwei to come in. He said at the same time: "Last night, the chief assistant said that Zhong Xingbo was resting at home, so I wanted to ask you to give some advice on the play."
"What, the play has been rehearsed?" Zhong Jinwei was a little surprised.
With a hint of pride on his face, Wen Yuren replied: "I have rehearsed several times, and I would like to ask Mr. Zhong Xing to take a look first."
"Okay, no problem, please lead the way." Zhong Jinwei is looking forward to what kind of drama will be rehearsed in such a short period of time.
Wen Yuren ordered the subordinates who came out with him to go in first and notify him, while he led Zhong Xingbo forward slowly.
The horses had been thrown to the people of the Jiaofang Division, and Wang Peng and the other Dongchang servants followed Zhong Jinwei inside. They were also curious about what the play Zhong Xingbo recommended was like.
When they arrived at the small courtyard where Zhong Jinwei had been, Wu Bing, deputy envoy of Jiangxi Province, and others had already arrived at the door.
When he saw Zhong Jinwei approaching, he bowed and said, "Wu Bing, deputy envoy of Jiangxi Province, welcomes Uncle Zhongxing."
"You're welcome, we're all old acquaintances." Zhong Jinwei said quickly when he saw him.
Wu Bing felt happy when he heard Uncle Zhong Xing's polite words. He immediately invited Uncle Zhong Xing in and immediately asked people to prepare for the performance.
Zhong Jinwei was sitting in the middle of the stage, accompanied by Wu Bing and Wen Yuren on both sides. Naturally, the Dongchang servants were in the back seat of Zhong Jinwei.
The guests were looking forward to the wonderful performance, but the hosts Wu Bing and Wen Yuren were a little nervous, not knowing whether the drama they created based on Zhong Xingbo's wishes was in line with his wishes.
After the prologue kicked off, Zhong Jinwei felt a familiar feeling. The scenes on the stage were similar to reality. The actors had no makeup, and the simple dialogue and singing were almost the same as those of later Huangmei operas.
The script is basically the same as the original plot, except that the role of the brother and his family has been added to highlight the love between husband and wife and the filial piety of the children. In the end, he was killed by the Jianqiu and ended up miserable.
The actress who played the role of the wife had the most vivid performance, and she played the love and persecution vividly. When she played the love, it felt like love from the heart, without any artificiality. And during the time of being persecuted,
Tears are definitely there at times, and combined with the heart-rending and desolate sounds, one can definitely feel the pain the character is in.
After the performance ended, Zhong Jinwei applauded first, and then the fans behind him started applauding too.
Hearing Zhong Jinwei's applause, Wu Bing and Wen Yuren felt relieved. It seemed that they were in line with Uncle Zhong Xing's wishes. Naturally, they asked Uncle Zhong Xing to comment.
Zhong Jinwei didn't refuse. He pondered for a moment and said: "The effect of this drama, at least I think, is very resonant. Especially the actress just now..."
When Zhong Jinwei said this, he saw a look of confusion on Wu Bing's face, and realized that maybe the word actor didn't exist at this time, so he immediately changed his words: "The female actor acted very well, very well. It's also because of her.
, this drama adds a lot of points.”
Listening to Zhong Jinwei's comments, Wu Bing and Wen Yuren both had smiles on their faces. They had spent a lot of effort to get this play out as soon as possible.
After Zhong Jinwei said this, he turned around and asked the officer behind him: "What do you think?"
Wang Peng, who was most familiar with Zhong Jinwei, answered first: "My subordinates think it is very true. Jianlu deserves to die."
With Wang Peng taking the lead, other officers also expressed their opinions.
"Yes, these things are happening right in front of our eyes. It's so infuriating."
"Kill the son of a bitch Jianlu."
"Avenge the people of Ming Dynasty!"
"..."
Even if these subordinates express their opinions in accordance with Zhong Jinwei's opinions because Zhong Jinwei expressed his opinions first, the basis of empathy still exists.
Zhong Jinwei turned back and said to Wu Bing and Wen Yuren: "Did you hear that? Their opinions this time are completely different from last time, which means that your performance has improved a lot."
Wu Bing and Wen Yuren looked at each other and smiled, feeling that all their previous hard work was worth it.
But at this time, Zhong Jinwei spoke again. He said, "But I also have a few suggestions. You can listen and see if you adopt them."
When Wu Bing and Wen Yuren heard this, their hearts tightened and they didn't know what to say.
Seeing the two of them, Zhong Jinwei first explained: "It's just a small opinion. First, the waiting time between different scenes is a little long. Those scenes don't need to be very realistic, and everything is put on it. Just need to
To convey that meaning, try to be as simple as possible and don’t make the audience wait too long.”
Wu Bing and Wen Yuren were relieved when they heard that it was such a detail.
"Second, the background at the back can be drawn on the screen in advance. If one screen is not big enough, just use several screens to put it together to form a large background. Of course, if this is troublesome, you don't have to do it."
"Thirdly, although the drama must be realistic, it is still a means of performance after all, so background music must be added. For example, when scenes of separation between life and death, you can use desolate background music, and when Jianlu rides in, you can use some sad background music.
The sound of horse hooves etc.”
When Zhong Jinwei said this, he looked at the two main creators in front of him and said, "I'm not a professional. I only have so many opinions. Some of them are a bit picky. You can decide for yourself whether to change them or not."
After Zhong Jinwei finished speaking, Wu Bing and Wen Yuren bowed to Zhong Jinwei together: "Thank you, Uncle Zhongxing."
Zhong Jinwei also returned the gift. Regardless of his age, his dedication to art alone cannot be overstated.
After both parties returned the salute, Zhong Jinwei encouraged them: "You can improve it and rehearse it a few more times. I will recommend it to the emperor and let him watch your play."
When Wu Bing and Wen Yuren heard this, they were overjoyed and thanked them again.
Zhong Jinwei waited for them to be happy, and then said: "I am here this time to give you a new mission."
"Please tell me, Mr. Zhongxing." After hearing this, the two of them stood up straight and said respectfully. 21,zhpl068,pushly,zhpl068,ybgmulti,Deathwing Neltharion, thanks to the book friends who voted red and added to favorites
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