Tu Zisu rubbed his temples, the TV was on for the Spring Festival Gala, and outside the window was laughter and firecrackers, but his desk was full of casting materials.

The script of "Jinse" was changed in a hurry, and it was not easy to find a suitable actor at this time.

Qin Sese is okay to say, Tu Zisu and Shen Zhilin have gone through three or five foreign language schools in a row, and found the Qin Sese they want from an art middle school.

However, the casting of Jinse has become a big problem. As soon as Jiang Man heard that the role of Jin Se had changed beyond recognition, he boycotted the performance as expected, and the candidates were almost meaningless, and the wind and dust were there, but the charm of the famous characters on the stage could not be cultivated for a while.

Tu Zisu looked at the casting materials and saw that his back hurt, he straightened up with his neck, and the gongs and drums were beating noisily on TV, it was a Peking Opera show.

Mu Guiying, who was dressed in powder, stood there vividly, with a pair of wonderful eyes.

"I suddenly heard the sound of the golden drum and the sound of the painting horn, which aroused me to break through the heavens and top the clouds"

"I want the peach blossoms to be majestic back then, and the enemy blood splashes the pomegranate skirt."

The voice of gold and jade striking each other, every board and glance is majestic, as if the kung fu of three or two sentences of drama does not reproduce the charm of the heroine who has lived in the forest for a long time to show her majestic posture, and the desert yellow sand and Jin Ge iron horse seem to have been pulled in front of people's eyes, which makes people overwhelmed.

The courage of that figure is incomparable to the actors in the audition clip.

Sure enough, the professional is still professional, Tuzi sighed, and was about to continue to read the remaining dozens of audition resumes with hard work, only to see a line of gold-edged words appear next to the cheeks of the fairy-like Mu Guiying on TV-

Excerpts from Peking Opera "Mu Guiying in Charge", Xu Chunqiu as Mu Guiying. ”

Wait, Xu Chunqiu?

Is it the Xu Chunqiu he knows?

"Thirteen Uniques of the Same Light" is a skewer of opera with a gathering of heroes, Xu Chunqiu's big close-up of the opening few sentences was cut to others, the Spring Festival Gala was broadcast live without playback, and Tu Zisu didn't have time to see it clearly, and the camera shook over.

He had no choice but to pick up his phone and watch what was being said on the Internet.

"Oh my God, the one at the beginning of "Thirteen Uniques of the Same Light", is it Xu Chunqiu?"

"Xu Chunqiu went to the Spring Festival Gala? She has only debuted for less than two years!"

"Really, I was stunned when I saw it on TV, why haven't I heard about it before?"

"There is gossip that Teacher Qiu Yuebai, who was originally scheduled to sing "Mu Guiying in Command", had a bad voice, and Old Man Fu rushed Xu Chunqiu to save the scene. ”

"No, so many Peking Opera everyone, it was the turn of a little girl who was only twenty years old to go up to the rescue, and it was still the opening!"

“......”

The more Tu Zisu watched, the happier he became, these days he has met a lot of people for the role of Jin Se, there are post-film queens who have won many awards for many years after their debut, and there are also young newcomers who have just stepped out of the door of film and television school for many years, not to mention that there are more than 100 numbers, but none of them have the charm of Xu Chunqiu standing on the stage.

It's just a pity that a little bit of wind and dust is missing.

After the second revision, the role of Jin Se is not only a servant, but also a prostitute.

Tu Zisu picked up the script that was full of traces of alteration on the side, how much effort did this "Jinse" condense their efforts, the script was changed and changed, and it was polished again and again, seeing that it was brilliant, but there were difficulties in the casting.

He sighed, can't the billions of people in the entire China really find a Jinse?

The mobile phone on the coffee table was buzzing, and Tu Zisu thought that he was calling to pay New Year's greetings again, so he picked it up without looking at it, and said tiredly: "Hey?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was Shen Zhilin.

"Guide, have you watched the Spring Festival Gala?"

Tu Zisu felt as if he knew what Shen Zhilin wanted to say.

"What do you think of Xu Chunqiu, we won't let her play Qin Sese, give Jin Se to her. ”

Tu Zisu was silent, he didn't think about it like this, the moment he saw Xu Chunqiu's "Mu Guiying in Charge", there was indeed a voice in his heart that told her that she was Jinse. She is more charming than Jiang Man, and she is more able to support the whole role.

But then he dispelled the idea: "It's still a little worse, she doesn't have that kind of dirty wind and dust on her." ”

"Jin Se came out of Hualiu Alley, Xu Chunqiu feels too clean," Tu Zisu said with some regret, "This kid is still too young, but if he is three or five years older, he ......."

Shen Zhilin didn't think so: "These can be cultivated later, but there are not many actors with a sense of drama on their bodies, so if you miss it, there will be no store in this village." ”

Tu Zisu did not reply.

"Otherwise, we will contact her studio to meet her again, and you haven't let her try, so how do you know she can't?"

This time, Tu Zisu asked her to move: "Okay, I'll ask my assistant to contact her agent in the next year." ”

......

In a remote and deserted town, in a dilapidated room, with thin wooden doors, drawstring lamps, and creaky hardboard beds. It was a very windy place, crackling against the windows, and the old-fashioned TV was stinging with snowflakes and a faint glow in the dimly lit room.

Xu Hanbai turned over and sat up from the bed, kicked three or two wine bottles and rattled on the ground.

He bowed his head and cursed something dirty, and reached for the remote control.

The remote control is out of power and the TV won't turn off.

He staggered up from the bed, and pressed the switch on the TV full of alcohol, only to get close to the screen, only to see that the TV full of snowflakes suddenly improved, and the host held the microphone to announce the curtain with emotion: "In this festival of family reunion, let us enjoy the Peking Opera performance, "Thirteen Uniques of the Same Light". ”

A fairy-like figure appeared on the flickering TV screen, she was wearing a burgundy flower cloak, standing on the stage with a smile, so beautiful and flamboyant.

A bright and dazzling name with Phnom Penh pierced into his field of vision, Xu Chunqiu.

Xu Hanbai's cloudy eyes widened, and he unconsciously approached, his eyes almost touching the TV screen.

There were snowflakes on the TV again, stabbing and swallowing the picture on the screen, Xu Hanbai patted it with his hand, it didn't play a role, the bulky old TV was completely scrapped, and the narrow screen returned to darkness, and there was no movement.

Long time no see, my daughter, are you doing well.

Xu Hanbai collapsed back on the hard bed, pondering with empty eyes, tossing and turning for a long time, he suddenly grinned and laughed in the dark.

Happy New Year.