The venue where the theater festival is hosted is a blend of two completely different styles, classical and modern, without any contradiction.
Under the eaves, some children were singing and dancing, and the old people were enjoying themselves.
The performances at the drama festival are not just dramas, but also many dramas and national dramas, with singing and dancing, which look unique.
Some young people recognized Fang Jing and ran over to take photos with Fang Jing.
Jing Jing called Huang Lei more than half an hour later.
"Hey, Teacher Huang, I'm here. It's okay. You go ahead and go to work. I'll take a look around. See you in the evening."
Foreign guests were being entertained over there, and Huang Lei didn't have time for the time being and couldn't leave.
"Hello, can you take a picture for me?" A foreign girl with blond hair ran up to Fang Jing with a camera.
"Are you an international student? Do you speak Chinese so well?"
"Yes, I'm studying at Zhejiang University. Can you help me take pictures first? We'll talk later."
"Hahaha!" On the side, Wu Jiajia covered her mouth and snickered. This was the first time she saw Fang Jing so embarrassed.
In the past, when fans met, they would grab and keep taking pictures, but now this one is doing the opposite, telling him to hurry up.
"Crack!"
"alright!"
"Thank you!" After taking the camera, the girl thanked her and left.
Seeing that Wu Jiajia was still laughing, Fang Jing rolled her eyes and said, "Why are you laughing? You should still think about how to refund the ticket. It's more than a thousand yuan."
"Uh...I didn't smile, boss, I was wrong."
"Go and play by yourself. I'll take a look around. Call me if you need anything." Facing a theater, Fang Jing left Wu Jiajia behind and went there alone.
"Okay boss, go slowly, boss. Goodbye, boss. Bah! You're a miser."
Putting his hands in his pockets, Wu Jiajia complained quietly, and suddenly saw an antique small restaurant and jumped into it.
The matter of reimbursing the money was forgotten. Anyway, the money was advanced by Fang Jing. If you don’t have the money, you will lose your life. The world is huge, and eating is the biggest thing.
Following the asphalt road, Fang Jing came to a theater. There was a sign at the door with the performance time and the title of the play written on it.
"Four o'clock in the afternoon, Prometheus in the tavern, four o'clock in the afternoon, who is the madman."
Fang Jing didn't even recognize the names of the performers. The former was a foreigner and the latter was unknown.
He looked at his watch, it was now three fifty, there was still time, he muted his cell phone, and Fang Jing strode in.
In addition to eating and drinking, there is no charge to watch a play in the theater festival. It is all deducted from the ticket. If you see an empty seat, you can sit wherever you want, as long as you abide by the rules.
There are very few rules, and one of them is that children under twelve are not allowed.
Also, you are not allowed to walk around or make loud noises, you are not allowed to take pictures, play with mobile phones, and you are not allowed to eat snacks.
Walking into the theater, the space is not large. There are two hundred people in the venue. The seats are somewhat similar to a university public classroom. They are stepped from top to bottom, with the stage at the bottom.
The drama is unpopular at home and abroad. Not many viewers like it, and one-third of the seats are vacant.
Finding a comfortable seat near the front, Fang Jing waited quietly for the opening.
At four o'clock sharp, the lights dimmed, a burst of brilliant background music played, the curtain opened, and seven or eight foreigners, old and young, appeared on the stage, all dressed in ancient Greek costumes.
They were sitting in an old tavern. In the middle was a tall and powerful man with a beard, drinking wine depressedly.
Fang Jing's knowledge of the character Prometheus was only from Prometheus Stealing Fire, which he learned in elementary school, so he was very curious about the following performance.
"I'm so miserable! If I had known this, I might as well have died. My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky!"
"It's not easy to be alive. There is no happiness in this world."
Fang Jing was confused as soon as several foreigners opened their mouths, and the whole process was in English.
Scattered sounds came from behind, and when I turned around, a group of people quietly left.
"No wonder there are so few people watching it. Who can understand it if they don't speak Mandarin?"
With his two generations of English proficiency, Fang Jing only had a vague understanding of what he was saying. If he hadn't seen the body movements, he wouldn't have known what the other person meant.
"Forget it, just watch it as a pantomime."
The mentally strong foreigner did not interrupt the performance because someone left, even though there are only thirty-four people left.
They still stubbornly talked in their native language.
Let's not talk about the performance. I still appreciate Fang Jing's attitude. I am acting about my country's culture and I should use my own Mandarin.
The island nation has also done well in this regard, although Fang Jing doesn’t like this nation very much. In their country, Japanese food can only be eaten with bowls and chopsticks, no matter which country you are from.
On the contrary, the country gave foreign tourists enough face, and prepared knives and forks for Chinese food. In the end, people said that this thing was not good.
People just can’t get used to it!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!! Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Fang Jing watched the thirty-minute play from beginning to end. Although he didn't understand it, it didn't stop him from applauding.
From an actor's point of view, these foreigners still have a lot of skills. They finished the thirty-minute lines in one go without any lag.
The tone and expression are all there.
When many people watch foreign blockbusters, they only pay attention to the special effects and often fail to pay attention to the acting skills of the actors. I have to say that this is a big regret.
After bowing, the foreigner closed the show, and the second scene began more than ten minutes later.
"Who is the madman?"
You can tell it's interesting just by hearing this name.
On stage were a group of young Chinese people in their twenties and thirties, wearing white coats and hospital gowns, doctors and barefoot patients.
"Who was shouting just now?"
"Doctor, it's me." Pointing to the one-meter-diameter circle drawn with chalk at his feet, the patient said, "Someone just fell in."
"I can't even pull it up even if I want to. It's too deep. It's more than 1,800 meters. If you go down, there will be no one left."
"Wait a minute, how many meters do you think this is?"
"More than 1,300 meters!"
"You said it was one thousand and eighty just now, but now it's five hundred less?"
"I didn't say it. You remembered it wrong. It's not important. Let's study how to save people. It's too late before it's too late."
The mentally ill person is played by a young man in his mid-twenties. He doesn't look too old, but his acting skills are very experienced. This mentally ill character is brought to life in his hands.
Generally, the way mentally ill people speak is different from that of normal people. They do not use their brains or think, and their words drive emotions and body language.
Once you pause in your tone and roll your eyes, your taste will change.
Fang Jing didn't feel any surprise when he saw it below. If it weren't for the acting, he would have wanted to shout "Hello".
This actor is a bit strong. Judging from his name, he is not famous. I just don’t know who the great actor is.
Step by step, the doctor's thoughts were led away, and in the end he couldn't even speak clearly. Instead, he was regarded as a madman.
Twenty-eight minutes later, the play ended. Fang Jing thought of getting to know the actor backstage, but Huang Lei's call gave up his idea.
"Where are you? Come to me."
"I don't know? Please wait while I ask." Fang Jing grabbed an audience member who was about to leave and asked, "Hello, uncle, what is the name of this place?"