943 endures
The whole Almeida Theatre was immersed in applause, so crazy that the whole theatre began to shake, the roof seemed to be crumbling, and the huge applause broke free from the walls of the theatre, broke through the thick night, and began to echo through the streets of London's West End.
So shocking, so terrifying, so thrilling.
The reporters waiting at the door froze, the audience waiting by the street froze, and even the onlookers passing by the theater couldn't help but stop, calm down, listen attentively, "Papa!" It's just applause, simple and pure applause, but it's such simple applause, but it contains endless emotional information:
Excitement, excitement, longing, affection, happiness, joy, joy, and respect and admiration.
The applause began to sweep like a tornado, with the Almeida Theater as the center. Because the applause was too turbulent and too surging, the reporters and the audience outside the theater couldn't help but look at each other, their eyes showing shock and dismay, but then a strong desire emerged-
They wanted to see the play with their own eyes. Even if it's six hours, even if it's sold out, even if tonight is just the night of the premiere, even if you don't see the critics' affirmation, at this moment, the thunderous applause is the best explanation and the best invitation.
It is clear to everyone that the Almeida Theater has been a success, a brilliant and magnificent success.
Ned Moulin's eyes were full of incredulity, he couldn't remember the last time London's West End felt such a heat wave, was it the West End version of "Jump Out of My World"? No, no, it should have been earlier, the memory had become blurry. Raise his head, look away, and then Ned can catch a similar message in the eyes of his fellow journalists:
Curious. Agitated. Excited. Expect.
Outside the theater there was a sea of impatience, but inside the theater they didn't care, because they couldn't get out of the repertoire at this moment, but just applauded, clapped their hands feverishly, and gave the highest admiration with the warmest, the highest, the most excited applause.
The applause lasted for two minutes, without the slightest tendency to weaken, and then the stage lights slowly lit up, and Joe Alwyn, who played Marius, and Charlotte Kennedy, who played Cosette, walked hand in hand on the stage for a curtain call, and the applause of the scene actually climbed to a height again.
The two men walked to the front and bowed to the audience, then separated, one to the left and the other to the right, standing on either side of the stage, while also applauding to welcome their colleagues.
Subsequently, the actors appeared in pairs and one-on-one to receive the baptism of applause. The small stage was gradually filled with actors, and finally, when the figure of Lan Li Hall appeared in sight, the whole audience rioted!
The scorching applause rose a full three heights again, and any adjective was eclipsed at this moment, Mark vigorously and vigorously stirred his hands, raised his chin, and looked at Lan Li who appeared in sight, tears began to flow again, almost uncontrollable, and the emotions seemed to have completely collapsed, but it was so beautiful.
Just clapping. Tonight, Mark really surrendered to it, the actor in front of him, free from the shackles of age and the shackles of the stage, truly presented the ultimate performance, sublimating an excellent play into a classic!
Lan Li walked onto the stage, the frenzied applause was so turbulent that his eardrums began to ache faintly, and he took a step forward, and walked to the forefront of the stage under the welcome of his fellow actors. At this moment, the applause broke through to the extreme and reached its peak.
The sea of people pressed by the black is endless, boundless and surging, but everyone is expressing all their emotions in their hearts with the action of clapping, as if the whole world is crawling in front of this stage, prostrate under their feet.
The emotions in his chest began to stir, his heart was galloping, and it was difficult to suppress, Lan Li just quietly, quietly admired this sea of applause, and then raised his right hand, covering his chest, and the rhythm and sound of the heartbeat were clearly heard under the palm, powerful and strong, reminding him:
It's real, it's all real.
In this moment, he owns the whole world.
Moved in an instant, his eyes swelled with warmth, but he was not too sad and fragile, but raised the corners of his mouth brightly, bowed respectfully and politely, and expressed his gratitude.
The relationship between the actor and the audience is not subordinate or subordinate, the actors dedicate their performances, and the audience enjoys the performances on the stage, and the art that no one appreciates is only a solitary oneself after all; in the same way, a performance without a stage is only self-entertainment after all. At this moment, they are the same, feeling the same emotions and feeling the same satisfaction.
Lan Li's eyes did not look for Elph and Arthur in the crowd. Because he knows that he doesn't need their approval. This has been the case before, and it will be the same in the future.
After the curtain call, Lan Li turned around, greeted all the actors, hooked up on their shoulders, and collectively closed the curtain, expressing sincere gratitude to the audience for their appreciation and companionship, and then, the crimson curtain slowly fell, announcing the official end of the performance.
However, the applause did not stop, and the mighty applause showed no sign of stopping, and in the midst of wave after wave of calls, the actors took the stage twice in succession, and expressed their sincere, formal and polite thanks for being able to sit in the theater for six hours, for being able to read the essence of the play, and for being able to walk together through the history of "Les Miserables".
After three curtain calls, the applause finally began to subside, but, unabsurably, it did not stop, and this time, the whistles and shouts gradually began to stand out, urgently and earnestly calling for the actors to take the stage for the fourth time.
Just like the encore of the concert, the curtain call in London's West End and Broadway is the same, the more times, the more satisfied and enthusiastic the audience will be, because it is the only and best way for them to express their gratitude. In the current West End of London, two curtain calls are the common standard, and three curtain calls are already rare - a small number of times is very different in real life.
Tonight, after three curtain calls, the enthusiasm still hasn't completely subsided. That's the beauty of London's West End.
Earnestly called, the main actors of "Les Miserables" took the stage for the fourth time and took the curtain again. The applause, which lasted for nearly ten minutes, once again burst out with incredible energy, and the entire Almeida Theater was already immersed in a sea of applause, clearly showing the true feelings of every audience.
However, this is not the end of the story.
"Lan Li, you have to be on stage again. John Cordra stopped sweating blue light.
After six hours of performance, especially the high-quality and high-intensity performance, Lan Li always controlled the rhythm and level of the whole play, and the energy and physical strength were incalculable. Now Lan Li is even more tired than after filming three movies in a row, even his fingers are almost unable to move, and after his spirit is tense to the extreme, a wave of fatigue is like a tide.
That's why it's so difficult to perform in London's West End. Moreover, they are not just one game, they have to go on every day. The extreme of hard work, the end of the test, naturally more harvest. This is also the fundamental reason why British actors have extremely solid fundamentals - at least most British actors.
"John, four curtain calls are enough, and we don't need to set a precedent. Lan Li didn't even have the strength to smile, but gently outlined the corners of her mouth.
"Lan Li, they are calling you. Tom Holland said excitedly, and after six hours of performance, he was still as energetic as a little flea. Of course, there weren't so many scenes in Anjola. "Do you hear me? are they calling you?" said Tom, and began to sing, "Do you hear people singing, do you ......?"
This made Lan Li laugh dumbly, and even Charlotte, Joe, Daisy and others next to him also coaxed.
John spread his hands, "Whether it's true or not, you'll know just by listening." Then, John didn't say anything, and pulled Lan Li to the side of the stage, and a shout came from his ears, "Lan Li! Lan Li!"
The uniform call was so firm, so passionate, so surging, and so clear at the same time. This made Lan Li stunned-
London's West End is demanding, and audiences are known to be picky and strict. Only the real top actors, those who are well-known and talented, can enjoy such treatment on this stage. Now, Lan Li is enjoying it.
Looking back, Lan Li saw his colleagues and actors full of excitement, as well as John with a smug face, and in the end, Lan Li himself was dumbfounded, did not shirk again, took a firm step, walked onto the stage, and then, the curtain slowly opened-
The applause, unbelievably reaching a high again, was not as loud and majestic as it had been at the beginning, but it was gradually and gradually climbing, swarming towards the blue ceremony in the center of the stage.
Lan Li just stood in place, without superfluous movements or superfluous words, but the applause began to rise in such a boiling and turbulent manner, wonderful and moving, gently but heavily hitting the softest part of the heart, moved and joy suddenly crashed up, and the nose couldn't help but sour.
This is his moment, this is his stage. This is still his life.
Lan Li opened his arms, hugged his own applause, wandered in the warmth and loudness, his eyes couldn't help but be hazy, and a colorful halo appeared, and then, folded his hands, put them in front of him, bowed deeply, and did not stand up for a long time, and expressed his gratitude in the most sincere and sincere posture.
Applause, and so on!