In the acting industry, drama is recognized as difficult, and some people can only perform one drama in their lifetime.
In the Yanjing People's Art Theater, Leiyu and Tea House have been passed down for generations, and they have been performed generation after generation, from middle-aged to old, until they can no longer perform. So far, there have been more than 700 performances.
With such harshness and perseverance, those who have the honor to participate must be the best people, including a large number of national first-class actors.
In the drama world, forty-year-olds are considered young, while fifty-sixty-year-olds are the real pillars.
In the film and television industry, many actors, when they reach a certain stage, will go to the drama stage to further their studies to improve and polish their acting skills.
…
There were a group of people at the dinner table with an average age of over forty. Fang Jing couldn't get a word in, so he could only listen to their chat silently.
During the conversation, we also learned about what happened in the afternoon. Several foreign teams signed up to participate in the Wuzhen Theater Festival.
In a program run by Chinese people, winning or losing doesn't matter, as long as your family is happy, but if a foreigner wins the prize, it would be a big loss.
So as soon as they finished entertaining foreigner Huang Lei and others, they took the time to rehearse Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land.
"Fang Jing, you can play by yourself in the next few days. I don't have time to accompany you. It will be good for your performance to look around more. If you need anything, just tell me."
"It's okay, Teacher Huang, you are busy, I will be responsible for cheering you up."
Returning to the hotel in the evening, Fang Jing knocked on Wu Jiajia's door.
After a while.
"What are you doing?" Wu Jiajia, tightly wrapped in a bath towel, opened the door and revealed her head, her eyes full of vigilance.
"I asked you why you didn't open the door for a long time. It turned out that you were taking a shower? Lend me your computer."
"Stand still and I'll get it for you."
"It's okay, don't bother me, I'll just..."
"Bang!"
Before he finished speaking, they closed the door and almost pinched Fang Jing's nose.
"Tch! Women nowadays are so stingy, right?"
A few minutes later, a small white hand stretched out from the crack of the door, holding a computer.
Behind the door, Wu Jiajia whispered: "Take it! If you have nothing to do, don't come to me."
Fang Jing...
Is there anyone who talks to the boss with this tone?
"Wu Jiajia, are you drifting?"
"Hahaha! Boss, I'm sorry, my tone was not very good just now. If you have any questions, just ask me."
"That's pretty much it!"
Fang Jing left, and Wu Jiajia patted her chest and gasped, with a look of luck on her face, "I was scared to death. I thought I was here to reimburse the tickets."
"I must not let him know that I lost my ticket!"
For a bowl of fried noodles, she lost her ticket. She didn't know how she lost it, but she couldn't find it when she just took a shower.
This is more than a thousand yuan. Her monthly salary is only 4,000 yuan. Although she gets red envelopes during the holidays, the time is not up yet!
Back in the room, he turned on the computer and looked up Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land. Seeing that Huang Lei and the others were working so hard on filming, he also wanted to know what drama could last more than ten years.
The teahouse knows, after all, fame is there, but he has never heard of Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land! In his previous life, he often paid attention to the news in the entertainment industry, but he has never heard of the name Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land, and he has never seen people around him talk about it.
Du Niang came on, Fang Jing watched carefully.
"Secret Love" and "Peach Blossom Spring" are two unrelated drama groups. They both signed contracts with the theater for rehearsals that night. The two sides were arguing, and no one was willing to give in.
Since the performance was about to take place, they had to rehearse in the theater at the same time, creating a stage spectacle that blended sorrow and joy from ancient times to the present.
Young men and women Jiang Binliu and Yun Zhifan met in the magical city due to war, but were also separated due to the war. Later, the two fled to Wanwan Province by chance, but did not know each other. They fell in love for 40 years before meeting each other.
At that time, the man and woman had been married for many years, and Jiang Binliu was on the verge of death.
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"Is this gone?" Fang Jingzheng was watching this wonderfully, with hatred between country and family, love in troubled times, followed by a series of ellipses.
I felt like there was a knot in my heart and I felt uncomfortable. I wanted to search for a video of the performance, but I couldn't find it anywhere on the Internet.
Huang Lei and the others are prohibited from recording every time they perform, and few scenes have been circulated over the years.
I finally found a five-minute video, but when I clicked on it, I found that the video had been taken down.
"It's not that hard to find pornographic movies, right?" Fang Jing didn't believe it. His fingers flew and he entered a series of letters, looking for resources on various pirated websites.
Five minutes later...
"well!"
Fang Jing closed the computer and sighed, his head hanging down. He even found the memories of his youth and his deskmate Chen Jinpeng, but he couldn't find his secret love.
"Is it the butterfly effect that makes the world different?"
After much deliberation, Fang Jing only had this explanation.
"Open the door and return the computer!"
Go to the door of Wu Jiajia's room and return the computer to her. Fang Jing goes back to the room to take a shower and prepare to rinse his mouth and go to bed.
Rinse and rinse your hands.
"Did I just clear my browsing history?"
"Those websites..."
"Gulu!"
I swallowed the whole foam in one mouthful and took a few seconds to react.
"vomit!!"
Retching on the sink, Fang Jing was worried, "She shouldn't be able to click in, right?"
…
The next morning, Fang Jing felt guilty when he saw Wu Jiajia. He didn't dare to raise his head when they were having breakfast.
"That...yesterday's notebook..."
"You want to ask about your webpage? I accidentally cleared it. Is there anything important?"
"No, just delete it." Fang Jing breathed a sigh of relief.
Putting down the bowl, Wu Jiajia wiped her mouth quietly and said casually: "Young people should be more restrained. Your hair has been falling out a lot recently."
"Clang!"
Fang Jing's butt slipped, and he held on to the table tightly, almost falling to the ground, "Don't talk nonsense, I was staying up... staying up late was nerve-wracking."
"You're not staying up late, who does that during the day?"
"I was looking for the Secret Love in Peach Blossom Land video, but I couldn't find it. I didn't know why I randomly entered it, but I didn't see anything."
Fang Jing looked calm on the outside, but was panicking inside. His reputation was ruined.
"Yes, that's why I told you to stop staying up late to check information. What are you talking about? That's inexplicable?"
"No, no."
I was scared to death, I was so startled.
"Ahem! If you have nothing to do, you can go and play by yourself. I want to go see a play. If you need anything, call me."
"Um...boss, I lost my ticket."
"What? Lost all ten of them?" Fang Jing couldn't believe it. Such an adult would still lose things. The key is that there were no pickpockets here.
"Uh-huh!"
"You solve it yourself."
"Oh, okay, you go and do your work. I'll help you find information about Peach Blossom Spring. What's the website called Wuqi?"
"Forget it, stop looking for it." Fang Jing sighed, "The invoice is what we spent on the trip."
"Boss, you are such a nice person. I like you so much. Would you like another glass of milk?"
"No need." Fang Jing smiled reluctantly.
"Then you go and play, I'm going back to change clothes and go shopping."
As if she had won a battle, Wu Jiajia was in an extremely comfortable mood and felt windy when she walked.
When she thought about the content on that website, she blushed and closed it after looking at it twice.
Of course she knew that Fang Jing didn't read those messy things, and the browsing records in them were all about searching for secret love.