Chapter 657: The old man doesn't beep much, he will kill directly! (Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a full subscription!)
Seeing the actors on the stage in place, in the midst of a rush of Jinghu prelude, the drama of "Farewell My Concubine" kicked off, and Li Shixin gently put his fingers on his temples.
The shortlisting of "Twelve Citizens" can be said to be completely in his plan.
For Li Shixin, this is not difficult.
Even if it doesn't rely on the memory heritage of the ontology, relying on Li Shixin's cultivation in his previous life, this kind of borrowing routine of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating shrimp is not a matter at all.
Although there is a kind of expansion in his heart that "I, Li Shixin, are unparalleled in the world, and the two of Wolong and Phoenix are not as good as the old man in the world", at the moment, his attention still returned to the works that were being carried out on the stage.
The script of "Farewell My Concubine", which was rehearsed by the Peking Opera Association and Mandarin, has been ten days until today.
Compared with the smooth crew of "Twelve Citizens", the situation here is a little unsatisfactory.
First of all, the actors do not have the professional profession of Mandarin, and the actors who participated in the rehearsal of this drama were all selected from the member units of the Peking Opera Association together with Li Shixin and Mei Shijiu.
Although most of them have acting experience, some of the young actors are seedlings selected by the Beijing Children's Palace and the Children's Center. However, the aura is acceptable, and the experience is insufficient.
Manifested on the stage, it is all kinds of inadequate.
The second is that compared with "Twelve Citizens", "Farewell My Concubine" is a big drama. There are nine scenes in twelve acts, involving more than 70 characters with lines alone.
The stage management involved and the coordination between the actors are much more than some traditional dramas such as "Teahouse" and "Siege".
Fortunately, in the play "Farewell My Concubine", except for a few main roles, the rest of the characters are not very long on stage. Each character is relatively independent and closed, so as not to let Li Shixin, who is rehearsing with a group of newcomers, fall into a stage disaster.
Stage.
"You kid, you don't have a life to eat. Do you think, didn't everyone who watched the show scare away when he appeared?"
"It's not that I can't afford to support him, it's that the boy can't keep it when he's too old! That's why I came to you, and you have to take him in. All you have to do is take him, and you can do anything. Don't you hate us?"
Looking at the lines of the master and Xiaodouzi Niang on the stage, Li Shixin frowned.
"Stop!"
"Yo, Mr. Li, what's wrong?"
On the stage, as Li Shixin stopped, he was performing, and Yu Chengrong, a Peking Opera actor who played the master of the opera troupe in the play, was stunned.
Facing the inquiry, Li Shixin looked at An Xiaoxiao on the side, "Did you see what was wrong just now?"
"Hmm!"
"There you go. ”
With Li Shixin's assignment, An Xiaoxiao was worried about her stomach and staggered onto the stage.
"It doesn't feel right. ”
Facing Yan Shu, a well-known Hua Dan young actor in the circle in the past two years, who was kneeling on the ground, An Xiaoxiao picked her chin.
"The paragraph just now should be combined with the background setting of the character. Isn't it all marked in the script of Xiaodouzi's mother, she is a prostitute in a kiln. You are showing the humility of a mother in order to find a way out for her child, which is inaccurate and incomplete. How can a prostitute who is in the dust of the dust deal with others, especially men, only humble and have no means? This is simply like a sweet and sour carp with only vinegar and no sugar, lacking the soul of the character!"
"Uh...... Little master, this, means... How?"
Looking at Yan Shu, who was kneeling on the ground with a blank face, An Xiao sighed faintly.
? (?`^′?)?
These rookies, it's really troublesome!
"Na!" An Xiaoxiao pulled the inkstone aside, "Now, this senior will teach you a quick method of acting skills that can be learned by the mentally retarded! Substitute, replace, law!"
(?--) What a great look!
Looking at An Xiaoxiao's appearance of a master, everyone consciously flashed to the side.
In everyone's eyes, An Xiaoxiao suddenly put away the coquettishness on her body and sat on the chair with all kinds of style.
looked at Yu Chengrong, who was sitting opposite, and cast his eyes.
In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes. A line of sobs flowed down the middle of the people.
"It's not that I can't afford to feed him, it's that the boy is too old to keep it! ”
Suck.
She raised her little hand and wiped her snot away: "You have to take him anyway." ”
As the embarrassed snot on that little face was wiped away, a charming look appeared on the little face, staring at Yu Chengrong, who was sitting on the chair opposite and panicked by that gaze. She stood up from her chair with her hands in her hands and slowly knelt on the ground.
"As long as you have him, you can do anything. Don't dislike us. ”
Looking at Xiaoxiao, who is full of maternal brilliance and frivolity, presenting two completely different expressions without contradiction, all the actors present were shocked!
Absolutely!
"Little master, this, how did you do this?"
Looking at everyone's stunned appearance, An Xiaoxiao smiled.
(???)?
Hey, hey, hey,
Look at this adoring gaze, I'm a little one, and I finally have today!
After inflating herself for a while, An Xiaoxiao stretched out a finger.
ヾ§ ̄▽)ゞ hehehehe.
"Na! Actually, it's very simple, this paragraph, you only need to bring in your little friend who is starving to death, you go to the fast food restaurant for her to order takeout, but the boss does not accept WeChat transfers and only accepts cash, but you only bring your mobile phone to go out, you need to use your posture to agree with the boss to add you WeChat to accept transfers. ”
You're giving an extreme example, hey!
("▼Dish▼") ("▼Dish▼") ("▼Dish▼")
Although An Xiaoxiao's example is inappropriate, everyone understands this meaning.
Especially Yan Shu, he stood on the stage and pondered for a while, and the confusion in his eyes dissipated.
It was at this time that Li Shixin walked to the stage.
"What Xiaoxiao told you just now is about the technical level, and here I will tell you another problem that needs to be paid attention to at the consciousness level. In the paragraph just now, on the stage, you have to show the characteristics of the bean mother being low and the class master being high. Teacher Yu. ”
"Alas. What's wrong with Mr. Li?"
"When you talk to Mama Bean, you always have to look down. Even if she sits across from you, you have to hold your back up and look at her with your eyelids. It's all the lower nine streams, but the lower nine streams are also divided into three six and nine, you know what this means, right?"
"Gotcha. ”
After receiving the response, Li Shixin waved his hand at An Xiaoxiao and returned to the audience.
"Here, again!"
"It's not that I can't afford to feed ......"
"Don't mind, it's all the ninth-rate, who dislikes whom......"
Looking at the stage again, the performance effect of a whole grade was obviously improved, and Mei Shijiu, who was standing in the audience, silently clenched his fists.
turned around and whispered to a group of actors waiting to go on stage: "See, do you have a good job." This...... It may be a chance for our Peking Opera to get out of the circle!"
"Got it, Teacher Mei. ”
"Don't worry, President Mei, we will definitely play well!"
Hearing the cheers on the other end, and the Peking Opera part on stage, a group of professional Peking Opera actors showed the charm that the drama actors couldn't sing for two weeks.
Li Shixin, who was in the audience, looked at the calendar on his watch and smiled slightly.