Would you give up 90 percent of your love because of that 10 percent of the hurt?

Because of the existence of people like Nie Fuqian, would you give up many people like Du Zigui who are lonely and brave and walk alone on this road without hesitation?

Will you give up the opportunity to let more people know about Peking Opera because of the chaos in the circle?

The answer has long been revealed.

Du Zigui silently lowered the curtain, he leaned his back against the wall of the dressing room, and quietly looked at his reddish eyes in the mirror.

Who can not be tolerated when he hears such a thing?

Xu Chunqiu's interview is not surprisingly out of the circle, and the comments about Qianqiu Theater on the Internet are getting better little by little, and it seems that there are not too many people who pay attention to that fan drama anymore.

"Would you give up 90% of your love because of 10% of the damage, Xu Chunqiu is too good!"

She actually used the entertainment industry to make an analogy with Liyuan Xing, it was really the first time she had heard such a statement. ”

"I was really touched by what I heard, when Xu Chunqiu's Qianqiu Theater opened, no one was optimistic about her at all, and now it is finally a little better to catch up with such a thing, so many people speculate about her with malice, but she obviously wants Peking Opera to be better than anyone else......"

"When did you still engage in spiritual cleanliness in a high and low manner, do you have to wait until this art is extinct to know how to cherish it?"

"If Peking Opera wants to be revived in this era, it is the most correct choice to integrate with pop culture, I really don't understand why anyone would condemn Xu Chunqiu and Qianqiu Opera because of this. ”

“......”

Old Man Fu looked at Xu Chunqiu on the screen in a daze, and at that moment, many pictures flashed in his mind.

He remembered that Xu Chunqiu's back was straight in the teahouse, and his eyes like begonias dyed with autumn rain seemed to be flowing with gold.

- Times have changed, so what?

- It's not that they don't like Peking Opera, it's just that they haven't liked it yet.

He remembered Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun together, and sang the song "Celebration Wine" at the New Year's Eve party.

The opening day of the Qianqiu Theater seemed to be yesterday, and the thin girl stood in the center of the stage, and did not hesitate to ask the fans who supported her to turn off the lights and give Peking Opera the respect it deserved.

Countless images flashed in his mind one after another like montage shots, and he was suddenly very glad that there was such a number one character as Xu Chunqiu in Liyuan Xing, who never concealed her ambitions and ambitions for the revival of Peking Opera, but the process of practice was always sober and restrained.

Step by step, she brought Peking Opera to everyone's eyes, telling them that it was not a sunny spring, and that it would not fall into the embarrassing situation of being high and low.

In its current era, Peking Opera can also be as popular as it was in its heyday.

As soon as the screen turned, a reporter's voiceover floated in from outside the camera: "I have one last question. ”

Xu Chunqiu stretched his eyebrows to show that he was respectful.

"I want to ask you what is your attitude towards Peking Opera?"

Xu Chunqiu thought about it for a while, and said thoughtfully: "For many people, Peking Opera can be a hobby. ”

"When you're happy, when you're worried, or just when you're free, you can sit in the theater and listen to a song. ”

She paused slightly and continued.

"For some people, they make Peking Opera their life. ”

"They have been in the industry since they were seven or eight years old, practicing three times in winter and nine months and three times in summer, they have endured all the hardships and tiredness, they have made a living from this, and Peking Opera has become a part of their lives. ”

The voiceover appeared again, and the reporter asked rhetorically: "What about you, what is Peking Opera to you?"

Xu Chunqiu smiled slightly: "Tombstone." ”

"Do you think Peking Opera is a tombstone?" The reporter felt a little creepy, and couldn't help but continue to ask, "Can you tell me what it means?"

"I hope that before my life comes to an end, I can record Peking Opera as the most important and most eye-catching part of my life. Her expression changed, her eyes were serious and solemn, but her voice was very soft, "If I could, I would like to wear a costume on my tombstone after death, so that I would die without regrets." ”

......

In Feng Tusheng's director's studio, the screen hanging on the wall is playing Xu Chunqiu's speech.

"Director Feng, we have already contacted Jiang Man, and the other party said that the schedule has been vacated for us, and we can be ready to join the group at any time......" The young assistant hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

Feng Tusheng frowned: "I don't want her anymore." ”

He stared at the screen without blinking, he hadn't closed his eyes for nearly two days, and the whites of his eyes were crawling with red blood.

This book is rushing to win an award.,The last film unfortunately passed by the Venice Film Festival.,Only two nominations.,This time he personally checked from the script to the casting.,The budget is set at 50 million.,Almost all the net worth was smashed on it.。

Jiang Man is the queen of the Golden Dragon, who was introduced by Director Nie, who is familiar with him, and he is also the actor who seems to be closest to the character of Qu Jinghong in the script.

But at this moment, he did not hesitate to change his mind and did not want Jiang Man.

The assistant's eyes widened: "What? But ......"

"Nothing. "Feng Tusheng can't be said to be authentic," I said at the time, Jiang Man's image is good, and the team is really working hard, and many places are trying their best to fit this role. ”

But it's not enough.

"The character of Qu Jinghong is a madman, I want to find an actress who can do everything for a play, for one person. ”

"I'm looking for a madman. ”

The assistant silently put down Jiang Man's materials, where is such a madman so easy to find, he said silently in his heart.

I saw Feng Tusheng pointing at the screen: "I have found her." ”

In the picture, Xu Chunqiu is wearing delicate makeup, with sharp contours on willow eyebrows and big red lips, well-behaved, extraordinary, and beautiful.

Where is she crazy?

The assistant looked at Feng Tusheng in bewilderment.

Xu Chunqiu's voice on the screen was steady and calm, but the words blurted out were unexpected.

- If I could, I would like to have a costume on my tombstone after I die, so that I can die without regrets.

A female star who regards Peking Opera as her tombstone?

The assistant just thought it was incredible.

The more Feng Tusheng looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and he threw the rolled-up script on the table with a "snap", and on the thick pile of printing paper was three big characters in black font, "Crazy on the Day".