Chapter 82 takes the stage

Human beings are like this, the more they fear something, the more unwilling they are to be discovered by others. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Even though she knows that the motherland is bad, she is not willing to let outsiders damage her in the slightest.

Because it is the motherland.

Wang Yao suppressed his anger and went upstairs.

"Where have you been, so long?" asked He Saifei, eating dessert.

"Do we have costumes?" asked Wang Yao.

"What are you doing?" said He Saifei.

"Elder Sun, can you squeeze out an eight-minute empty space for me?" asked Wang Yao with pursed lips.

Sun Tianming paused for a moment, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to be on stage. Wang Yao said softly, but his tone was a little undeniable.

Sun Tianming was shocked for a moment, and came back to his senses, "This, this is not good, there are regulations in the conference...."

"There are so many rules, I just want to go up and take the opportunity to show off. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Okay, I won't be that long anyway. Sun Tianming pondered for a while and agreed.

"Thank you for your great kindness, the matter of your inheritance of apprentices will be wrapped up in me. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Ah, are you engaged in wool?" He Saifei frowned and patted Wang Yao, how can this kind of thing be a joke, what if there is a joke.

"It just follows the plot of Sun Lao, after King Chu Zhao returned to the country, how did the descendant King Chu Huai destroy the country, and how did Qu Yuan throw himself into the river. Wang Yao smiled, "Chanjuan and King Chu Huai, which one to choose?"

He Saifei was stunned and looked at Wang Yao with some astonishment.

Although the little face smiled harmlessly, the deep black eyes flashed with earth-shattering waves.

The little guy seems to be angry.

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"What are you doing?" Wang Yao told Xu Feng what he thought, and Xu Feng frowned and asked.

"No, it's on stage. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Nonsense, nothing is prepared. Xu Feng waved his hand.

"If there's anything to prepare, it's just eight minutes. Wang Yao smiled.

"You kid is weird, is this an eight-minute thing?" Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao with an occasional reading.

"Didn't I look at the monotony of Sun Lao's play, so that when the puppet show is compared with the real person, we can see the similarity of our national culture. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's also an experiment?"

"It's an experiment. Wang Yao nodded, "But don't you believe in my level? ”

"What are you singing?" Xu Feng was a little shaken.

"Of course I sang "Qu Yuan" in "The Restoration of King Chu Zhao" performed by Sun Lao, sing "Tianwen". Wang Yao said with a smile.

"There is a connection. Xu Feng nodded and looked at Wang Yao, "There won't be a mess." ”

"Of course. Wang Yao smiled and said, "I cooperate with Senior Sister Mao and Senior Sister He, how big can I be if there is a mess?"

Xu Feng thought for a while and nodded, "Then you go to Mao Mao and talk to him, just agree." ”

Wang Yao smiled and nodded, "You wait, okay." ”

"Your apprentice?" At this time, a foreign bald head with a white beard next to Xu Feng leaned over and asked.

"yes. Xu Feng smiled: "Children love to mess around. ”

"It looks very energetic and young. The white-bearded old man smiled and nodded.

"What kind of mess are you making?" Mao Weitao frowned after listening to Wang Yao's words.

"I really can't stand Li Zhuo. Wang Yao smiled: "Anyway, it's also used as filling in the field for Sun Lao." ”

"Really. Mao Weitao was a little hesitant, she wanted to go on stage, but she didn't have any preparation.

"Do you play King Chu Huai or Qu Yuan?" Wang Yao asked directly.

"It's only eight minutes, which one to play?" Mao Weitao rolled his eyes.

"Just the last scene, 'Ask the Sky with Grief and Indignation,'" Wang Yao said.

"What are you playing?" Mao Weitao suddenly asked rhetorically.

"I want to play Qu Yuan. Wang Yao said shyly.

"Honestly, what do you want to do?" Mao Weitao raised his eyebrows.

Wang Yao touched his chin and told Mao Weitao what happened in the bathroom just now.

Mao Weitao's face changed after hearing this, and he frowned, "Let's go." ”

"Senior sister. Wang Yao grabbed the angry Mao Weitao, "Wait until you see Li Zhuo, you don't have to do anything." ”

The corners of Mao Weitao's mouth twitched and nodded.

Wang Yao and He Saifei and Mao Weitao went to Li Zhuo's rehearsal room, which was similar to Sun Tianming's rehearsal room, but there were more than 30 people in the room, and it seemed very free, Li Zhuo had already changed his costume and was lying on the sofa chatting with a few beautiful actors.

"That's what you said, don't let me come, you chartered the venue?" He Saifei sneered.

"Look at what you said, my place is not biased, how can you have a good seat in the audience. Li Zhuo chuckled.

Wang Yao said hello to Cheng Qing of the Tan faction, walked over and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Li, the performance is very creative and great." ”

"The junior brother has won the prize. Li Zhuo laughed.

"Let's wait and help Sun Lao get off the stage, can we borrow two sets of costumes. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"This?" Li Zhuo raised his eyebrows, a thought flashed in his heart, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface, "The lines are all here, you can see which ones can be used? Peking Opera is a little different from Yue Opera." ”

Wang Yao was not polite, opened the dozen or so wooden boxes on the side, and looked at the clothes inside.

Li Zhuo put his hands behind his back and pretended to introduce it.

Li Zhuo's outfit is still quite complete, hurting the emperor and generals, scaring the death row prisoners, everything, Wang Yao picked a plainclothes dragon robe, a pink and white silk gown, and a prison uniform.

"Which play are you playing?" Li Zhuo was also stunned, "Isn't it "Tianwen"?"

"Senior brother, do you think I can play a good old student like this?" Wang Yao smiled and pointed to his face.

Li Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and laughed, "I forgot that my junior brother is young." ”

Wang Yao smiled and threw the clothes to Mao Weitao and He Saifei.

He began to fiddle with those cosmetics in front of the makeup mirror, and Li Zhuo also enthusiastically helped to introduce them.

After a while, Mao Weitao and He Saifei, who had changed their clothes, walked out.

"Stop wearing a wig, bring a hat. Wang Yao thought about it, first gave Mao Weitao a head, and then began to put makeup on her.

The other people in the rehearsal room came over curiously, looking at Wang Yao's skillful and calm methods, they were all very surprised, a kid who had just entered the industry had such good makeup skills.

Li Zhuo also frowned.

Wang Yao struck three times and twice, hooked his eyebrows and painted his eyes, and sketched Mao Weitao's already heroic facial features very calmly and hardly, not angry and arrogant.

"So be it. Wang Yao looked at it and nodded.

Mao Weitao looked in the mirror, "It's good, but it's not in line with King Chu Huai's old life." ”

"We're the ones who put the ball down. Wang Yao smiled and turned his head to paint He Saifei.

"Hey, you paint me better, I'll just have a few shots, it's all about beauty. He Saifei rolled his eyes.

In this play, the role played by He Saifei is Chanjuan, who drank poisoned wine for Qu Yuan.

"Rest assured, it's absolutely beautiful. Wang Yao said with a smile.

After painting He Saifei, the eyes of all the girls in the room lit up, and it was a bit of an exaggeration to say that he had changed people, but after Wang Yao finished painting, He Saifei, who was already eyebrows, became more and more soft, and there was also the temperament of a good wife and mother in the charm.

Wang Yao used a hairpin to give He Sai a frisbee again, and a classical Sai Xi Shi was baked.

"Well, it's done. He Saifei snorted with satisfaction, "I'll draw it for you." ”

"No, I'm wearing simple makeup. Wang Yao smiled, didn't put on foundation, and began to cast shadows on his face.

After a while, everyone found that Wang Yao made up a person, the original melon seed face became a national character face, and the temperament of the whole person became a lot older, and he simply drew his eyebrows and eyes, and he became a middle-aged and depressed Wang Yao.

"That's amazing. Li Zhuo clapped his hands, "Senior brother, this is stealing the day, I can't get mixed up in the future, I will definitely reuse it." ”

Wang Yao smiled and pretended not to hear.

"Thank you, just be careful not to go back and run out of food. He Saifei sneered.

"Let's go first. Wang Yao said goodbye to everyone and pulled Mao Weitao and He Saifei away.

"Leader, what are they going to do?" After Wang Yao and the others left, an actor came over and asked.

"What do you care about them?" Li Zhuo sneered, "Look at the joke." ”

Wang Yao and they found a place to go through the process twice, Sun Tianming's performance was in the evening, followed into the backstage, and watched Sun Tianming and his landmen perform a puppet show on the stage, with the music played by the teachers of local opera.

Foreign audiences have a good habit, that is, to respect the performance form of the other country, they know that Chinese performances have a habit of applauding, so when Mr. Sun performed wonderfully, they gave applause and cheers.

"Today, my family is reunited, and I have to make friends with the Qin State, and I will never talk to each other, which is really a great joy. On the top of this palace, set up a full house of flowers, brocade all over the place, vertebral cattle, wine under the kiln, make a celebratory feast, entertain Doctor Baili Xi, and still send Shen Baoxu into Qin to repay the thanks. With Sun Tianming's last laugh and singing, the lively gongs and drums gradually rose, and the audience applauded.

Accompanied by the sound of gongs and drums, Wang Yao, who was dressed in a prison uniform and looked embarrassed, strode forward, followed by He Saifei, who was dancing like a fright, stepping on the drum and appearing on stage.

The applause from the audience was mixed with some doubtful heads.

Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao's shape for a moment.

Everyone was a little puzzled, wasn't it a puppet show? How did it finally become a live-action opera, but Wang Yao and He Saifei's appearance, as well as that kind of warm singing voice, with a kind of feminine and pleasant sound, still made everyone calm down and appreciate it.