As An Xiaoxiao and Zhang Shuo left the stage to change their makeup in the dressing room, Zhao Jinzhi, who was standing behind the curtain and waiting for the stage, had already widened her eyes.

Yesterday, Li Shixin told her to change the script, but she didn't expect it to be such a change!

Has the plot changed?

No.

The lines are also only fine-tuned.

But in the second half of the scene, a new prop album appeared, a song that I had never heard before, but infinitely amplified the stage mood and transmitted it to the audience.

And, most importantly, the more direct and ingenious transition at the end of the second act has radically changed the rhythm of the whole play!

"Xiao Zhao, this play has four acts. It doesn't have to be all the core stuff left for the end to vent. ”

What Li Shixin said to himself on the way back from the square yesterday, Zhao Jinzhi finally understood at this time.

Previously, she only admired Li Shixin's age-inappropriate vitality.

But now.

In the darkness, I felt the coolness brought by the tears flowing on my face, and listened to the uncontrollable sobs in the audience......

All of this was far higher than the audience's emotional feedback at the premiere, and Zhao Jinzhi closed her eyes.

She admitted.

This life is short, in order to become famous, in order to realize his dream, he does not hesitate to touch porcelain, and does not hesitate to rely on the old guy who sells the old...... Have a talent that ordinary people can't match!

is like a piece of beautiful jade with deep cracks on the body, which makes people can't help but feel heartbroken, and people can't help but feel distressed.

"Is there anyone in front of you? Hurry up and dodge away, don't touch it! Emma, Teacher Zhao? Are you still stunned? The platform is cleaned up, you can go up!"

Just when Zhao Jinzhi was distracted, the big man who had already completed the stage setting in the dark passed by her side, lowered his voice and said a word.

Offstage.

The leaders and retired cadres of the Cultural Bureau in the first row were wiping tears from their eyes at this time.

Several people, not too young. Even the youngest among them, Zhang Guowei, is 36 years old this year. Seeing it, the child is about to go to high school.

Thinking of the loneliness and desolation of his father after his daughter got married in the second act, his heart couldn't help but feel sour.

After the sourness, a strong sense of guilt appeared in his heart. With the faint fire lighting from the ceiling, he looked at his father-in-law on the side, leaned over and hugged Sun Yaozhong's shoulders.

"Dad, Ling'er and I will move you to live there tomorrow. ”

Feeling the irrepressible excitement in his son-in-law's deliberately suppressed voice, Sun Yaozhong shook his head, "It's better than you, as parents, love for children is never possession, but giving." Good boy, Dad knows that you have filial piety. Honor your parents well, and when you have time to come back to see me with Ling'er, I will be content. ”

Several leaders around heard the whispered conversation between Weng and his son-in-law, wiped away their tears, got up silently, and patted Sun Yaozhong's hand.

At this moment, there was no leader in the first row, only a group of fathers whose children had already started a family and resonated with Sun Yao.

The other side of the auditorium.

A figure with a peaked cap also wiped away her tears, squatted under the seat and quietly opened her phone, and when she searched for the lyrics of "Where has the time gone" just now, the search page showed a lot of irrelevant information, she quickly turned off the phone.

Beside her, Yang Kuan was already excited.

Previously, he watched "Only You" through the video, and the feeling he received was very different from watching it live now!

Silently, he clenched his fists.

"This IP must be won!" said softly, to his colleagues from the copyright department and the public relations department who rushed over from Shanghai today.

At this time, the lights on the stage came on.

In the third act, the actors began to take the stage, and Yang Kuan was stunned when he saw his middle-aged daughter who walked to the front of the stage.

Hiss......

"Hey, why does this actor look a bit like our chairman?"

"No way. ”

On the side, the vice president of the copyright department took a closer look at the middle-aged daughter in the stands and smiled: "The chairman is so busy, I can't see it a few times a year, how can I have so much time to come to Rongdian to do some drama?"

"You can't see this? You guys don't donate your eyes, what are you keeping them for?"

After carefully looking at the actors on stage again, the public relations manager on the side said firmly;

"Isn't Dong Zhao much younger than this actor?

.......

It's too late, but it's too late.

The preparation time between the second and third acts is actually only about 20 seconds.

While the audience's emotions are still deposited in the second half of the scene, the third act, "I Don't Know Me in the Mirror Anymore", unfolds on the stage;

"Your father's Alzheimer's disease is already very serious, and it is unlikely that he will be able to take care of himself in the future, so it is best for you to take someone to take care of it, so as not to get lost and be irritated......"

The daughter supported her father, listened to the doctor's advice, and her face was sad.

Then, the daughter quit her job and stayed home with her father.

The son-in-law supported the two families independently, and there was no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, and his attitude gradually deteriorated.

Affected by her husband's emotions, she was neglected and disliked by her husband at home, and she gradually became impatient with her father.

At the time of the premiere, the audience's emotions were soothed because of the preparation time of more than five minutes between the second and third acts, so at that time, the emotional feedback in this part was relatively simple.

But now, the coherence between the second and third acts makes a direct contrast between the father's care for his daughter in the prime of life and the current daughter's impatience with her father.

In addition to feeling sad, the audience is even more angry about the role of their daughter!

Your father loves you so much, now is the time when he needs your help the most, how can you do that?!

However, when some middle-aged or younger viewers saw their father's Alzheimer's attack, made all kinds of embarrassing abnormal measures, and embarrassed their daughter many times in front of outsiders, they couldn't help but have a bold question mark in their hearts.

If I replaced my daughter with myself, would I do better than her?

At this moment, many people are silent, and many people fall into deep thought.

In this kind of thinking, the plot develops to the climax of the fourth act - under the negligence of the daughter, the father, who has severe amnesia, goes missing on a stormy night.

The whole family panicked and ran around the stage to find it. The stupid and stupid father braved the thunderstorm to come to the abandoned school, and slowly squatted at the gate of the dilapidated school.

In the thunder, he was already in the advanced stage of Alzheimer's disease, and he could no longer take care of himself for most of his life, curled up like a child.

His eyes were full of horror, but he was still calling for his daughter;

"Tiny, where are you, Tiny?"

"Don't be afraid, Daddy is here to pick you up!"

"Tiny ...... Little...... Dad didn't forget, the two of us, the ...... who pulled the hook"

The call was on the stage for a long time, until my father's voice was hoarse and he lost his strength, and the whole person shrank like a stray dog in front of the deserted school...... The belated daughter found him.

He learned that he had forgotten everything, but he still remembered the promise he made when he was in junior high school, and cried bitterly after picking up his school after picking up him every thunderstorm.

Because of the copyright of the song, Li Shixin revised this script.

The rhythm is shortened, and the second, third, and fourth acts are completed in one go, and the emotions in the second half of the scene are directly extended to the third and fourth acts, and the plot twists and turns are continuously released.

Although An Xiaoxiao, who reappeared on stage, had been instructed by Zhao Jinzhi to let her follow the pattern of the premiere.

But at this moment, whether it is her own feelings or feeling the atmosphere of the scene, she feels that she doesn't need any songs to set off at all.

The whole play, because of the changes in the second and third acts, has reached perfection in the rhythm and the mobilization of the audience's emotions. At this time, forcibly inserting the song is undoubtedly a snake to add to the painting!

In the sound and memory-like dialogue, An Xiaoxiao walked on the stage gently. Standing in front of the father and daughter who hugged each other again.

"Why do you remember this!?"

According to the script, Zhao Jinzhi cried and said his last line.

This time, there was no voiceover to answer.

As the question was asked, the curtain slowly fell.

When the curtain is fully lowered, the lighting of the entire venue is lit up.

A large banner on the black curtain stands out

- Because of you, I will never forget the concern in my life.

Without his father's answer, this ending has a more profound interpretation of Alzheimer's disease.

The whole play is here, and it becomes more three-dimensional and shocking!

At this time, silence is better than sound.

.........

Wow!

At this moment, all the audience got up in tears.

Thunderous applause, mixed with cries that no longer need to be suppressed, resounded through the hall!

It took more than three minutes for the applause and cries to subside.

Just when all the audience, who were still silent in the play, couldn't extricate themselves, sat back in their chairs and took out tissues to wipe their tears.

In the audience, a figure wearing a peaked cap stood up, wiped his tears, and walked to the front of the stage to hand over a USB flash drive to the sound engineer.

Then, he took the microphone.

As the prelude to "The Thief of Time" sounded, she took off the cap on her head.

A very recognizable voice that flows slowly.

"Don't let go of what you can hold onto, and don't pull what you can hug. Time rushed away in a hurry, forgetting what ......"

Seeing some young viewers staring at themselves with wide eyes, Jin Wenqi, the original singer of "The Thief of Years", and at the same time the song's songwriter, raised his finger and made a "shhh" gesture.

"Forgive those twists and turns that have passed, and what is left is true. Even though it's like a dream, I'm half awake, laughing and crying, and I'm happy......"

"Who lets, time is a kind of unexpected thing, sunny and sometimes windy and sometimes rainy. I can't fight for the day, and I think about the past. stole Qingsi in exchange for a ...... Because you, only for you, will join me, see... The clouds are light and the wind is light. ”

"There will be no miracles in this world, and what we have lost now may never have a chance to make up for in the future. So from now on, cherishing is slowly getting old, maybe starting to forget, maybe starting to nag, starting to annoy ta. Hello everyone, I'm Jin Wenqi......"

What was supposed to be an important soundtrack to show the climactic emotions of Act IV became the ending song.

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On the stage, Li Shixin, who was listening to the singing at the front desk and was puzzled, had a soft sound in his mind.

Boy!

Hearing that after he walked out of Tiancheng, the largest amount of applause he received, Li Shixin's spirits lifted!

"Who says that there is no shortage in life?

In his arms, listening to Li Shixin's inexplicable chanting, Zhao Jinzhi, who had not yet pulled out his emotions from the play, raised his face, "Huanxi Sha doesn't fit the situation, right?"

Hearing the complaint, Li Shixin smiled.

"Justifying?"

Looking at the hanging curtain, and then at the lamp on the ceiling, Li Shixin grinned: "In the light and shadow, in the brocade tent, ......"

"Phew! Obscene words, old and unserious! There are still children!"

Zhao Jinzhi blushed, looked at An Xiaoxiao beside her, and directly covered Li Shixin's mouth.

What jade arm behind him was shaken busily, and Jin Lian was held high. The warbler was chirping, and the swallow's muttering was all blocked.

"Isn't it just a matter of three words and two beats? ”

(ˉ▽ ̄~) cut ~~

Ann pouted.

(๑ ̄∀ ̄๑): "Feng Menglong's is also called obscene words? Wu Chengen is the real old turtle." The belly of the spider spirit is soft and soft, and the back is bare. The knee and wrist are half circumferred, and the golden lotus is three inches narrow. A relationship in the middle, revealing a romantic ...... Not. ”

Zhao Jinzhi blackened her face and gagged her other hand on An Xiaoxiao's mouth.

"You two masters and apprentices...... That's enough,"

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Originally, it was more than 7,000 words in three chapters, but for the sake of rhythm and plot integrity, it was merged into two chapters and sent out together. I think I can confidently ask for a wave of recommendation votes!