What the thieves didn't expect was that if they let it go, there would be no possibility of performing in the hall.

Li Changsheng was shocked by what they had done.

The perfect world originally constructed in the opera collapsed in an instant, and the harshness of reality was shown naked in front of him.

Originally......

It's never safe in this city.

You never know what you'll encounter in the next moment.

If they dare to take people captive once in this city, they will dare to have a second time, a third time......

If one day they do the same and take more people away, society will be in turmoil.

He loved the land deeply.

This was the beginning of his first conversion.

From this time on, he was determined to become a vanguard and defend his homeland by deporting all those who threatened social peace.

……

This scene can be said to be the first small climax in the movie script.

Geng Wei looked at Cheng Qiaoyi, and the moment he praised himself, he matched him with Li Changsheng here.

The role of Li Changsheng has a kind of blind self-confidence, but it never makes people feel disgusted.

All his self-confidence comes from his strength.

This is not the same as Cheng Qiaoyi.

As far as he knew, Cheng Qiaoyi's Peking Opera performance was not very good, but Cheng Qiaoyi's self-confidence often made him forget this.

Thinking of this, Geng Wei couldn't help but smile.

……

The next day.

Cheng Qiao went to Geng Wei's hotel early in the morning.

He read the message sent by Geng Wei on WeChat, saying that there was something he wanted to ask him to help do, and asked him if he could do it.

Geng Wei didn't make it clear to him about the specific things, but simply asked him to come to the hotel to talk.

…… To be honest, if he were a girl, he wouldn't dare to step through this door.

What do you have to talk about in detail in the hotel!

Can this be a serious business?

But Cheng Qiaoyi is not a girl, he straightened his collar.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"It's coming!"

Geng Wei heard a knock on the door and immediately opened the door.

I saw that Cheng Qiaoyi didn't wear that yellow coat today.

A long white down jacket with a red scarf looks very festive.

There is a bit of Mingguo's backbone.

"Come in," Geng Wei came to his senses, "I have something here for you to see." ”

"What's that?"

Cheng Qiaoyi closed the door and followed behind Geng Wei, looking at a pamphlet he handed over.

Geng Wei stuffed the booklet into his hand: "This is what I want to tell you, you take a look at it first." ”

"Okay. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi's gaze fell on his hand.

"The Grand Stage?"

"Hmm. ”

Geng Wei casually handed Cheng Qiaoyi a bottle of mineral water, with a smile in his eyes, "Look at this story, what do you think you would do if you were the protagonist." ”

As soon as Cheng Qiao took it, he didn't open it, and put the mineral water on the table: "Okay, I'll take a look." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi's eyes all fell on this small booklet.

The stories in this booklet seem to have an inexplicable magic that completely attracted his mind.

However, this booklet does not seem to finish the story.

When he saw that the male protagonist had won several battles in a row, there was no more if he went down.

Geng Wei has been paying attention to Cheng Qiaoyi's reaction.

Seeing him turn to the last page, he didn't leave him time to react at all, with a hurry in his eyes: "Have you finished reading?"

"I'm done. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little unsatisfied: "What is the back of this story?"

Hearing Cheng Qiao's question, Geng Wei was secretly happy in his heart.

Let the male protagonist's preparers become interested in this script first, and let him appear in this script is already more than half completed.

But his face didn't show it at all: "Didn't I just say that?"

"What did you say?" Cheng Qiaoyi couldn't recall.

He tried hard to recall in his mind, "You mean to let me tell you what I would do if I was the male protagonist after I finished reading it?"

"Yes. Geng Wei nodded, his gaze completely falling on him.

Suddenly getting a question, Cheng Qiaoyi couldn't help but fall into thought.

Before this, all his thoughts were carried away by this story, he entered the world of this story, and suddenly asked him about the follow-up development, and he still felt a little confused.

Cheng Qiao thought for a while, and said tentatively, "If it were me, I might end up returning to Liyuanxing?"

"Why!?"

Geng Wei's eyes lit up, his answer was the same as Li Changsheng's real approach.

Cheng Qiaoyi couldn't say why he had such thoughts.

He frowned: "I feel that Li Changsheng actually didn't really let go of opera. ”

"How do you tell?"

Cheng Qiao flipped through the booklet and found a passage from memory, which he pointed out to Geng Wei.

"This is it, you see, Li Changsheng came back from a victory, everyone was very happy, and then these people wanted him to go up and sing a Peking Opera ......"

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Geng Wei looked at this paragraph.

Cheng Qiao: "He sang." ”

"yes, he sang. Geng Wei looked at him: "If he sings, it means that he can't let go of Peking Opera?"

Cheng Qiaoyi shook his head: "I remember that I have always been very particular about these, especially in ancient times. ”

Geng Wei listened to Cheng Qiaoyi's explanation.

"In the past, even if those people could play musical instruments, who would perform in front of their subordinates? This is rare now......

Geng Wei nodded.

Cheng Qiaoyi continued: "But look at Li Changsheng, Li Changsheng's colleagues not only coaxed him to perform in front of his subordinates, but he also really found out what to make up and sang a good song. ”

"He can also find makeup, which shows that he has never really let go of opera. ”

Geng Wei didn't expect him to be able to see so many things from this paragraph.

Cheng Qiao smiled and looked up at him: "So did he return to the stage of opera later?"

Geng Wei didn't answer for a while.

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at him and wanted to know an accurate answer.

"Do you like this story?" said Geng.

"I like it, this story is very good, very interesting. ”

Cheng Qiao took a look at the booklet: "This story can be watched regardless of whether it is Peking Opera or not, and the storyline is not unconventional, which is very good." ”

Listening to Cheng Qiaoyi's praise, Geng Wei stood up, stood beside him, and bent down, "If this is a script, do you like this script?"

"Script?"

Cheng Qiaoyi felt as if he knew something, but there was no evidence for a while.

"This is the script of a movie, and it is the joint effort of Tang Zeyang and me. ”

As soon as Geng Wei's words came out, the lines in Cheng Qiao's mind were instantly connected.