Chapter 192: All actors are ruthless, how could we know that actors also have heart!
"What kind of story is it?" Mu Qing asked curiously.
"The content of the story is probably..." Li Yi briefly told the story of "Chi Ling".
The more Mu Qing listened, the more interested she became.
"I don't dare to worry about my country despite my humble position, even if no one knows me..." Mu Qing repeated this sentence, looking at Li Yi with bulingbuling eyes.
"This story is so good!"
"The story is indeed a good one, but if it were to be adapted into a movie, it would be too thin." Li Yi said with a wry smile.
"What do you think?" Mu Qing asked.
"Let me think about it again." Li Yi shook his head and said.
He didn't make a decision for a moment.
However, he has nothing to do at the moment anyway, so he has nothing to do, so he might as well give it a try.
In the past, when he made movies, he almost always followed the script. Although there were some changes, most of them had existing works as reference.
But "Chi Ling" would be really different if it were to be adapted into a movie.
After all, there was no ready-made work for him to refer to.
At most, it is a story line and a main story line.
Of course, Li Yi has no confidence in the effect of such a movie.
Even though this song is indeed very popular in my memory, and the music video and live performance are indeed wonderful, a movie is still a movie, and it is not that easy to transform a short film into a feature film.
The key is that Li Yi really doesn't know much about drama. Although he can seek help from professionals, as a director, his current knowledge reserve is indeed far behind.
Suddenly Li Yi looked at his wife.
"Daughter-in-law, what do you think of the story "Chi Ling"?" Li Yi asked.
Mu Qing thought for a while and thought: "The story is actually ordinary, but when paired with the story, this song is very interesting."
"Are you interested?" Li Yi looked at her with a smile and said.
"Me? You want me to do "Chi Ling"?" Mu Qing looked at Li Yi curiously.
"Well, the main reason is that I'm not familiar with opera, and you seem to be very interested in it. So, if you are interested, you might as well find a screenwriting team to flesh out the story and then tinker with it." Li Yi smiled.
said.
"This..." Mu Qing seemed a little hesitant.
"Okay, it's settled!" Li Yi smiled and hugged his wife's waist.
"Then tell me more." Mu Qing did not shirk anymore. It was obvious that she was indeed very interested in this story.
Li Yi thought for a while, sorted out the relevant information in his memory, and then spoke slowly.
"Just my thoughts, you can use it as a reference, the night of July 7, the twenty-sixth year of the Republic of China.
As the gunfire rang out, the whole country was plunged into dire straits. Anyuan County, which had not been affected by the war for the time being, was peaceful. The people on stage in the theater sang "The Peach Blossom Fan" with joy and sorrow!
The famous actors on the stage sing about the joys and sorrows in the play, while the outside world is interpreting the real joys and sorrows.
After you sing, I will appear!
Soon, the war continued here. The originally peaceful Anyuan County was overturned, and the invaders surrounded it!
They burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil, leaving the peaceful little town without peace.
When they heard that the famous actor Pei Yanzhi was here, they got interested and came to the theater to ask for a solo performance for them. They also pointed out that if Pei Yanzhi did not want to appear, they would burn down the theater and even the entire theater.
Anyuan County is making threats, and if you don’t comply with the threats, the chickens and dogs will not be left behind!
The aloof famous actor, Pei Yanzhi smiled, he was still the famous actor who turned everyone upside down on the stage. He did not refuse, turned around and sat in front of the dressing table, and traced his features. At night, the entire Anyuan County was quiet.
The theater was brightly lit, the invaders were sitting under the stage, eating meat, drinking wine, talking and laughing wildly, gongs and drums were beating, and the curtain opened.
I saw that man singing loudly on the stage, and those sitting below were the invaders, those demons and monsters.
He is a famous actor, the most famous actor in the entire Anyuan County. He is usually very arrogant, but at this moment he seems as humble as dust.
With the enemy's invasion, the entire Anyuan County was under the muzzle of bayonets and cannons, and was in great danger, not to mention he was an actor?
What is even more humbling is that even though he knows that the other party is an enemy, an invader, and an executioner, with his hands stained with the blood of his compatriots, the humble actor still has to go on stage to perform for these enemy invaders."
Li Yi seemed to have returned to that time, as if he had transformed into the figure on the stage, narrating to Mu Qing.
She didn't know why, but at this moment, Mu Qing felt endless sadness rising from her heart, and even more so, endless anger.
That picture would make any Chinese person feel endlessly angry.
"It's sad and deplorable that opera is regarded as the quintessence of the nation, but now it has to be performed for the enemies who invaded the country..."
There was an inexplicable sadness and raging anger in Li Yi's eyes.
Some things, some history, no matter how long it has passed, will still be imprinted on the soul of a nation.
Even if this story is just fabricated, even if there may be no such prototype in history, it doesn't matter.
"On the small stage, you can see him with soft sleeves and graceful Kunqu opera, singing "Peach Blossom Fan" with all his sorrow.
Ironically, amidst the applause from the audience, he affectionately performed the role of Li Xiangjun who dares to love, hate, and even bleed for love!
However, the country is shattered and the mountains and rivers are in disarray. Who can be spared?
What's being sung on the stage is about love that you don't know how to start, and a deep love, but what's sitting under the stage are jackals, tigers and leopards, and evil spirits are in charge!
Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, the singing voice is prone to sadness and anger...
The jackals in the audience seemed stunned. "Li Xiangjun" on the stage shouted "Light the fire!"
It was not until the enemy discovered that the fire had spread that they went out and found that the door had been blocked tightly and the entire theater had been splashed with oil without them knowing it.
The play on the stage is still singing, and they are singing:
I once saw the orioles in the Jade Palace of Jinling crow early, and the flowers in the Qinhuai River fade early. Who knew it would be easy to freeze?
Watching him build a Zhulou, watching him banquet guests, watching his building collapse
I once slept in this moss-green tile pile, watching the rise and fall of fifty years...
The building collapsed, but the drama was not over.
In humble position, I dare not forget the worries of the country
All actors are ruthless
How do you know that actors also have intentions...
Or maybe he is just an actor who makes people laugh, but as "Red Ling" sings:
The play breaks and the sleeves rise and fall
Singing joy and sorrow has nothing to do with me
The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent
Who can tell about the love in the play and outsiders?
Habitually blending all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy into the ink
So what if the lyrics are sung through, all my bones and ashes are mine
In troubled times, duckweed endures to watch the beacon fire burning mountains and rivers
I am humble and dare not forget my country, even if no one knows me
People in the audience can’t see the old colors when they pass by
People on the stage sang a heartbreaking farewell song
It's hard to write the word "love" into ink, she must sing it with blood
The curtain rises and the curtain falls, who is the guest?
After you sing, I will appear
Don’t laugh at romantic dramas, don’t laugh at people’s absurdity
I also asked about the youth and the yellow, and sang about the rise and fall with sonorous voices.
If the Tao is ruthless and the Tao is sentimental, how can we think about it..."
