Qiu Jin reprimanded angrily just now, and Li Shixin listened to it all.

Although I don't know why, this woman quarreled with the drama manager. But combined with the following scenario, it is not difficult to guess the above.

Qiu Jin's mentality, he can roughly understand.

In the art world, there is actually a chain of contempt. Plays like drama and Peking opera are at the top of the chain of contempt, and their status is very high.

However, in any industry, those who are at the top of the chain of contempt are often mixed up.

When there is no mass audience and no market value in a game, there is nothing to say except for high and high status.

This applies to the vast majority of professions in this society.

Serious literature looks down on popular literature, and popular literature looks down on Internet literature.

When an industry has a mass audience, and the industry is highly prosperous, everyone in the industry will seek fame and fortune for themselves, who cares about what status?

Peking Opera is what it looks like now.

Without an audience, without mainstream recognition, even the most basic inheritance is in jeopardy.

Peking Opera has gone from its true glory to the present, and there are not many good actors left who can really do it, and at a time when learning Peking Opera cannot make a name for itself, and even if it is not a problem to support oneself without standing on the top of the industry pyramid, it is even more commendable to be willing to enter this industry and become a leading descendant.

However, in recent years, there are still few students majoring in Peking Opera who can really shine in this industry.

Everyone wants to have a good meal, and the high and high status cannot be the right food. Compared with the desolate Peking Opera market, the film and television industry, which is prosperous and easier for Peking Opera actors to intervene, is too tempting.

Li Shixin can fully understand Qiu Jin, as a teacher of Chinese opera, when he saw an excellent student like Sun Luoluo mixed in the crew.

However, this did not delay him from feeling that this woman had a low EQ and IQ.

"Uncle Shi......"

Seeing Li Shixin behind him, Sun Luoluo pursed his mouth.

After patting the aggrieved little girl, Li Shixin stood in front of Qiu Jin, "Teacher Qiu, right? Do you know why Luo Luo came to participate in this movie? Do you know how many difficulties Luo Luo has overcome when he took this step? Do you know how much suffering Luo Luo has suffered these days in order to adapt to filming?"

Li Shixin is still wearing the appearance in the play.

Faced with the question of this old man with braided hair and soot and sweat stains on his face as soon as he came up, Qiu Jin was speechless all of a sudden.

Seeing that this stupid woman didn't speak, Li Shixin smiled faintly.

"If you don't know anything, and if you become a shrew, it will seem that you have sacrificed for your career, and it will appear that you are high?"

Li Shixin's ridicule made Qiu Jin, who had just calmed down, blushing again.

"What do you eat, and what qualifications do you have to teach me?"

Seeing that Qiu Jin was about to have another seizure, Liu Wenqiang, who heard the movement and ran over, hurriedly stepped forward: "Hey, hey, don't get excited! Don't get excited! Teacher Li, that, the set is ready, let's hurry up and start the next show." That ......"

Liu Wenqiang wanted to persuade him to make peace, but after looking at Qiu Jin, he was embarrassed to find that he didn't know him at all, so he waved his hand to the crowd watching the excitement.

"Don't pestle here, are you here to watch the show or are you here to film?

With Liu Wenqiang shouting, the crowd of people watching the excitement turned into birds and beasts and dispersed in an instant.

Knowing that the woman in front of him was Sun Luoluo's teacher, Li Shixin didn't intend to say too much.

After all, the little girl has to go back to school after filming, right?

After taking a deep look at Qiu Jin, who was staring at him angrily, Li Shixin pulled the overwhelmed Sun Luoluo and the puffed An Xiaoxiao back to the set.

Today's second scene, filming Yu Changyin's conflict with the Boxer for the protection of the theater, was seriously injured in the end, and Shan watched the theater be burned down, and after entrusting the family class to his son Yu Wenshan, he ended up with hatred.

Because of the burning of the theater, the side of the set has already hung a green screen for the parts of the set that need post-processing.

After a small turmoil on the set, everyone returned to the set for a little preparation, and Liu Wenqiang announced the start.

"One shot in the second scene of the first act of "Ling", Ike God!"

With a shout from the scene, the set began to operate;

Yu Changyin went crazy and put out the fire, which made the boxers particularly angry.

"His grandmother's, the three indiscriminate people who have forgotten their ancestors, and dare to disobey the righteousness of heaven? I think you are a second hairy man wearing a foreign skin!"

The overwhelming fists and feet, with a completely unfounded verdict, smashed into the old class master's body.

"Master!"

"Class Master!"

Seeing that the old man's backbone was pressed to the ground and beaten by the boxers, the actors who knelt in front of the theater rushed forward.

But in the face of the boxers with steel knives and spears in their hands, this resistance turned into a one-sided beating in an instant.

Looking at the old master who was already dying, but still greeted the fists, feet and sticks, the old musician who was trampled on the ground with blood on his face hammered the ground in front of him fiercely.

"Evil, evil! Some people listen to the opera, and some people sing the opera. The singer started the stage, who cares who listens to the audience! What's wrong with the play? What's wrong with the play?!"

In the wailing of the old musician, a torch was thrown into the theater.

Off set.

Looking at the lively scene on the set, Qiu Jin took a deep breath.

was ridiculed and teased just now, if she had let her temper go, she would have gone a long time ago. But she sadly found that even if such an unpleasant scene happened just now, it still failed to dispel the students' curiosity about the crew's shooting.

Looking at a group of students who were obviously facing backwards, but their necks were about to twist into one hundred and eighty degrees, Qiu Jin was desperate.

Although Chinese opera is currently the best school for Peking Opera in China, there are still too few stages that can provide students with a stage to show themselves.

As a student of the acting department, if you don't have a particularly prominent major, or have a stage relationship like Sun Luoluo, I am afraid that you will not get the opportunity to show your face on stage several times in the whole four years of college.

This is undoubtedly a sadness.

"That's it. ”

Looking at the yearning of the students, Qiu Jin hung his shoulders helplessly.

It was at this time that the shooting on the set was carried out to the last shot of this morning.

The boxers are gone.

Only a theater building engulfed in flames was left, and a group of servants covered in bruises.

In front of the burning theater, a group of actors with bruises and blood on their faces carried the dying old class owner to the middle of the street.

"Squad leader!" "Master, master, open your eyes, don't scare us!"

In the midst of a group of swaying, the old class leader opened his eyes faintly.

What caught his eye was the theater that had been burned down and had no possibility of saving it - his life's work.

"Huh,"

The red light of the fire was reflected on his face.

His crazy smile is particularly sad.

"Master......"

Pushing away the apprentices who were full of blood and tears, the old class owner who was covered in bruises trembled and stood up from the ground and stood in front of the theater.

"The swords, guns, swords and halberds are in order, the five-colored flags rise in the air, and the people and horses fly around the trees.

See a few hands holding a double-ringed halberd, and see a few hands making a hammer.

I saw a few Xuanhua axes in my hands, and I saw a few blades that were not ready.

It's not the smoke and dust of any country, and it's not the heavy ears that carry out the soldiers.

Mo is not to wash the mountain, Mo is not to visit my Jie Zitui.

Let you search and wash, sit firmly in Mianshan ~ Yong, no, leave!"

One section, accompanied by the crackle of the theater building when it burned, resounded on the chaotic long street.

"Poof!"

As the last long and strong lyrics landed, a mouthful of blood came out of the old master's mouth and nose.

"Master!"

In the midst of everyone's cries, the old figure fell straight up a zombie and smashed on the ground with a pop.

A puff of smoke and dust swept up from the street.

Looking at the set, Li Shixin's trip that made people feel like their brains were buzzing, Liu Wenqiang didn't know why, and tears flowed down.

"Perfect......! Too!"

Wow!

As he shouted, the crew members who had already been infected by Li Shixin's imposing but endlessly sad lyrics just now slapped their hands hard.

The other end.

Qiu Jin, who didn't know when he had turned around, was already in tears.

The beautiful singing voice just now, and the fall that is almost the same as the Peking Opera stage, are like steel seals, imprinted in her mind!

Drip!

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Roar?

Hearing a soft sound in his ears, Li Shixin, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes.

As soon as he wanted to stand up from the ground handsomely, and then waved lightly to the little leeks who suddenly contributed cheers, he saw a figure squeezing through the crowd and walking in front of Sun Luoluo next to the set.

Seeing the comer, all the staff members who were applauding on the set stopped and focused their eyes on the past.

In front of everyone, Qiu Jin, the initiator of the turmoil just now, moved his lips, and then ...... Bow solemnly!

"Luo Luo, it's the teacher who misunderstood you, I'm sorry!"

(End of chapter)