"Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, but the times are unfavorable and the glory is not gone. What can be done if the glory is not gone, but what can be done if there is a danger!"
A large stage was set up in the open-air square in the east of the city.
At night, twelve electric lamps that ordinary people cannot afford are placed here, lighting up the stage brightly.
On the stage, the overlord with a black and white face, wearing a majestic black robe, holding a sword in his hand, drank Xiang Yu's desperate poem when he committed suicide.
Next to her, a beauty in a yellow cloak joined in with the overlord after he sang his desperate poem, and sang: "The Han soldiers have conquered the territory, and with the sound of Chu songs from all directions, the king is exhausted, how can I survive as a lowly concubine..."
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After singing the song, Yu Ji drew her sword and killed herself, and the Overlord raised his head to the sky and sighed.
The crowd watching around them all stood up from their stools, as if they had been collectively on stimulants, applauded desperately and shouted: "Okay, okay..."
"As expected, it's Farewell My Concubine!" Among the commotion, there was only one person who didn't fit in.
Wang Xu sat on the bench, playing with two jade stone balls in his hands and looking at the stage with a different look.
Wang Xu had some guesses when he heard from Li Ya that the names of the two actors were Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou.
Looking at it now, it’s unmistakable. No wonder Li Ya is fascinated. Leslie Cheung plays Yu Ji in Farewell My Concubine.
A man performed a woman's tenderness, resentment, and confusion when parting. His acting skills are jaw-dropping.
This kind of beauty, not to mention women, will make men's hearts flutter when they see it, and they can't hold it back secretly.
"A smile can make a thousand people drunk, a smile can make people sad forever, beauty..."
Li Ya was one of the people who was moved. He was muttering something in a low voice, and his eyes were as bright as a light bulb.
Upon hearing these words, the jade stone ball spinning in Wang Xu's hand paused for a moment, with a stiff expression on his face.
He glanced at Li Ya subconsciously and found that Yu Ji on the stage had already left the stage, and he was still stretching his neck in search of her mission.
For no reason, Wang Xu felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself: "Isn't this Li Ya a rabbit?"
"Objective, those who have money support themselves with money, and those who don't have money support themselves with others. Thank you!"
After the opera ended, a child holding a gong came in to collect the performance fee.
Many theatergoers present donated generously.
A piece of ocean more, a penny or two less, is as conscious as buying a ticket.
You know, this kind of open-air stage is incomparable to a large theater. Tickets are not collected in advance, but all rely on rewards after the performance.
When the child was walking beside Wang Xu, he looked into the gong and saw that it cost more than ten yuan, which was really a lot.
"Here..." Li Ya took out two ocean dollars from his wallet and threw them in without looking at them.
The child holding the gong smiled happily and bowed repeatedly: "Thank you, boss, thank you, boss."
"Don't leave yet!" Seeing the child about to leave, Li Ya quickly grabbed him and asked, "Please help me ask if the person who plays Yu Ji is inconvenient. I want to treat him to a meal."
"This..." The child was very embarrassed, hesitating and not daring to agree.
Li Ya hurriedly went to take out the money again, put three ocean dollars in the gong, and begged: "Ask for me, just ask."
The child took the money and left. After a while, Yu Ji did not appear, but a little old man came up.
The little old man was holding a pipe pot and a jade ring on his hand. As soon as he came up, he asked: "Which friend is it that wants to invite Dieyi to dinner?"
"It's me." Li Ya quickly stood up and said with a little excitement: "You are the leader of the theater troupe, right? My name is Li Ya, and I would like to treat Mr. Cheng Dieyi to dinner."
"Let's eat. Dieyi's appearance fee is not cheap!" The little old man was the troupe leader and looked at Li Ya in a long tone.
Theater troupes in ancient times had an astonishing number of rules, and the relationship between the troupe leader and the actors was also very complicated.
Most of these actors are bought by the class leader from an early age. They begin to develop their standing skills at the age of four or five, memorize their lines at the age of eight or nine, and open their voices at the age of eleven or twelve, until they perform on stage. It takes at least ten years to train them.
Li Ya wanted to invite Cheng Dieyi to dinner, but it would be impossible without the leader's nod.
"Old sir, here is ten dollars. If it's missing, just ask." Seeing that there was hope, Li Ya happily emptied his money bag.
The old class leader weighed Dayang, with a little more smile on his face, and said to the children beside him: "Go and invite Dieyi out, just say I asked him to come."
The wait was longer this time. It seemed that Cheng Dieyi was taking off her makeup backstage and waited for more than ten minutes before she saw anyone.
With small steps and orchid fingers, the person who came was wearing a white gown. He looked somewhat like Zhang Guorong, and his smile was a bit charming.
Wang Xu felt blind when he saw this look.
When I watched the movie, I knew it was a play, but I didn't think it was anything.
In reality, when a real person saw it, the feeling of being a sissy suddenly came as expected, and Wang Xu felt ashamed in his heart.
"What a guy, he's more charming than a woman, and he doesn't make people feel sick at all. This is the top cross-dressing guy!" The jade ball in Wang Xu's hand could no longer turn, and there were ten thousand alpacas running in his heart.
Pass.
On the contrary, Li Ya's expression was more beautiful, with enthusiasm mixed with appreciation, and appreciation mixed with desire.
Yes, it’s just longing, the kind that can’t be concealed.
Wang Xu sincerely doubted that if Cheng Dieyi went out alone at night, Li Ya would go crazy and attack him at night.
"Sister, this is the boss." The child ran to Cheng Dieyi and pointed in the direction of Li Ya.
Hearing her sister's name, Cheng Dieyi smiled instead of getting angry, pointed at the child's forehead with an orchid, and spat: "Bah, what nonsense are you talking about..."
It was over. When Wang Xu saw this smile, he felt like an arrow had been hit in his knee, and he had the urge to kneel down.
Because he was surprised to find that Cheng Dieyi smiled more charmingly than the Xu family's sister-in-law. Is this still a man?
As a modern person, he has also seen the performances of cross-dressing master Li Yugang.
But it's only after you put on makeup that you feel pity for me.
Cheng Dieyi is so good. After taking off her makeup, she can still play like this and let the woman live.
"Li Ya, I can't do it anymore, I have to retreat!" Wang Xu didn't dare to stay any longer for fear that he would be broken.
But before leaving, he still promised: "I'll pay for Cheng Dieyi no matter how much it costs, but Cheng Dieyi can't be counted as a member of your theater, only as someone I loaned to you temporarily.
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"Really?" Li Ya was overjoyed. It doesn't matter if he borrows it temporarily or not, as long as Cheng Dieyi enters the troupe.
You must know that Li Ya only spent five gold bars to establish a theater troupe. Cheng Dieyi's value as a person is not inferior to that of a theater troupe.
If you want to recruit such a person, you don't have to think about ten gold bars. Even if Li Ya wants to pay for it himself, it won't be enough.
As for why Wang Xu paid for it, Li Ya had nothing to do with it. He didn't have the face.
Wang Xu paid the money because he valued Cheng Dieyi. If he remembered correctly, Cheng Dieyi would go to the capital in the future and become one of the four famous actors in the capital.
During this period, top-notch Peking Opera bowls could easily break into the upper class.
Wang Xu felt that Cheng Dieyi might be an opportunity for him, an opportunity to bring the Wang family antique shop into the upper class.