Chapter 242: Lovesickness

The entire theater suddenly became silent, and everyone didn't dare to breathe loudly, until Cui Jianyun raised his head again and showed a bright smile, "There is a plan, but I can't say it." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Cui Jianyun smiled and showed his teeth, and his bright eyes and bright teeth made people shook.

Cao Yuhua smiled quietly, "I know that so far, what else is there to mustard it?"

"Just said, you may not be willing to obey. Cui Jianyun kept a smile on his face.

"Since ancient times, a scholar dies for a confidant. Dead or dead, what else is there to rely on?" Cao Yuhua said with a smile, but took a small step back invisibly, the audience close could see it, and the audience in the distance could only see the actor's body trembling, this kind of expression is the point.

"I am married to Fan Lang now, if you are willing to marry Fan Lang, I and you are only sisters, regardless of size, and we will always sing and harmonize, never leave half a step, and feel more dense than husband and wife. I don't know what the respect means?" The smile on Cui Jianyun's face became a little pleading, and he took a big step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Cao Yuhua's shoulder and sang, and the long-lost guqin sound sounded again.

"Night with dreams, Xiao with makeup, flowers in the mirror and Tifang. The deep boudoir sings with each other step by step, and it is also like a husband and wife. If you are willing to obey, don't say that you don't dare to be small, just let you be big, and I am willing. Willing to push the position to be virtuous, who doesn't have a special room?"

This sentence is sung so beautifully that the audience can't understand it, but it's inexplicably heartbroken.

"Even if you say so, you have to hesitate. Cao Yuhua smiled and held Cui Jianyun's wrist.

The blank space at the end of this heavy drama was written by Wang Yao in a real voice.

"The merry also learns the amorous style, undressing the clothes and two bursts of plum fragrance.

Why is there no plum stick? Ya fork light light, rubbing plum womb itching. ”

It's a pity that foreign audiences can only understand the general meaning through translation, and there is no way to understand the beauty and sadness of this sentence.

But in the first few minutes from the broken strings, all the audience understood, and once again their perception of Cui Jianyun changed, and they began to try to understand Cui Jianyun's position.

There is no right or wrong in this relationship itself, but the fault is that Cui Jianyun and Cao Yuhua are both daughters, and Cui Jianyun is still married to the identity of a wife, under the double pressure of ethics and 'heavenly reason', Cui Jianyun is in such pain, and the audience sees that they are moved by compassion for Cui Jianyun.

However, the plot of Cui Jianyun matching Cao Yuhua and Fan Jiefu below still made some viewers gnash their teeth.

Introducing the person you love to another person is equivalent to pushing someone else's arms, which is not a good feeling, whether it is the protagonist or the audience.

Cui Jianyun successfully connected Fan Jiefu and Cao Yuhua and took Fan Jiefu to propose, but Cao Yuhua's father refused, because Cao Yuhua is also a lady, and Cao Yourong is also a squire, how could he marry his daughter to someone else as a child.

Cui Jianyun personally wrote a letter to Cao Yourong to propose, and wrote that he was willing to be small, Cao Yuhua married in and became big, this play is a one-man show, Cui Jianyun sat on the bookcase and wrote with a pen, the beauty waved the pen like a shock, and the silence was better than the sound to make the audience intoxicated again.

Especially the sad and desolate guqin sound in the background music, Cui Jian Yunzhuang under the chasing light looks like a Mount Tai, and the pen is like a dragon.

But when he finished writing the last pen, Taishan collapsed, and Cui Jianyun cried bitterly, frightening all the audience.

originally thought it was a close-up, but this contrast, coupled with Cui Jianyun's various performances and atmosphere before, caught many emotional viewers off guard and followed Cui Jianyun's cry with red eyes and full of sourness.

The crying scene is more difficult in the performance, the first is that it is ugly when crying, and the second is that the crying is difficult to control, but the first cry of Cui Jianyun on the stage was like a crow, but there was only one, and it soon turned into a suppressed sob, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

The emotions expressed by this cry are vivid and hot.

This is the first big explosion of the role of Cui Jianyun, so that all the audience followed the red eyes, and wrote a letter to propose to his beloved, but married another woman, this pain seems to have really stabbed this woman for the first time, she was calm in front of Cao Yuhua before, and the nature of pretending in front of Fan Jiefu was all wounds cut in her heart, and finally blood gushed at this time, but she didn't dare to cry.

This kind of suffocation and pain makes people feel a little stomach ache.

It's obviously a play with no lines or even expression, but it's like a heavy punch hitting everyone's heart, and this feeling is something these Western audiences have never experienced, and they are used to direct expression.

This kind of expression of the introverted and implicit concentrated explosion of the grass snake gray line made them have no time to set up a defense, and they were brought to the characters.

"What a man, what a horn. The old Kunqu opera artist who came with the troupe stood backstage and looked at Wang Yao, who was sobbing on the stage, and sighed secretly, the chasing light gradually weakened, but he was as dazzling as a light source.

He Saifei frowned slightly, looking at Wang Yao on the stage, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

This kid, isn't he too deep in the drama again, there won't be any mess.

Cao Yourong became even more angry after receiving Cui Jianyun's letter, it happened that a fellow villager came to propose marriage, Cao Yourong thought about promising his daughter, Cao Yuhua suddenly felt sad after hearing it, but he didn't dare to disobey his father's order, so he could only secretly hurt himself, and he was infected with wind and cold after the fatigue of the boat.

Cao Yuhua, who had changed into a plain robe, was lying on the wooden couch, her face was pale, and she looked more and more pitiful.

Cao Yourong came to see her daughter and was extremely distressed, but Cao Yuhua didn't dare to tell the truth about her condition.

The maid saw that her young lady hurt her lovesickness for a woman, and she stepped forward with some anger and persuaded, "Miss, there are many people who have always harmed lovesickness, but your kind of lovesickness is very harmful." The word "Acacia" was originally born from the word "Merry", if a man harms Acacia, it is called a peony flower to die, and you are also a ghost, and you have never seen a man's face. That Aunt Fan is a woman, what he has, you also have, what you don't have, he doesn't have. The wind is not windy, the flow is not flowing, or is it his one piece, giving away this life? It seems that it is all the unjust karma of the previous life. ”

Cao Yuhua, who was originally sick, suddenly got up angrily, her red eyes looked particularly pitiful on her pale face, and she said sadly to the maid, "You are wronged, you have no debt, this lovesickness is the same as a tumor." Silly girl, you only know the origin of the word "lovesickness", but you don't know the difference between the word "lust". What is from the liver and diaphragm is called love, and from the sake of the banquet is called desire. If it is determined that it is a personal affair that harms lovesickness, it will only be called a lustful ghost, not a lover. Only Du Liniang has always said the word "love". You don't see the Du family's affection, how have you ever seen a person Liu? I'm dead, Aunt Fan knows, I have to learn the story of Liu Mengmei. The infatuated girl may not return to her soul, and the female Mengmei will come to find the coffin! I die, and he will never be alone. He and I were married in the next life, and I wished we had passed this life earlier. ”

Cao Yuhua said sadly, coughed violently, and after coughing, she said, "Not long after we have been together, we will have a good wish in this life, and we will be rewarded in the next life!"

Cao Yuhua's sick and pitiful appearance said such lines like home, which made all the audience feel more distressed, although they couldn't understand it, but they could understand the huge power hidden in the body of this delicate girl of Cao Yuhua, which made people sigh.

Although Du Liniang has never seen a man, she also had a romantic dream. Miss, you haven't even dreamed of anything, what's the reason?" continued the maid's persuasion.

"If you talk about dreams, I feel more useful than Du Liniang. I didn't dream of him that night since I left him, and I wore a scarf and a long-collared garment, just like the church that day. Cao Yuhua coughed twice and sighed faintly, her sickly face stained with a trace of normal redness, which made her even more poignant.

Cao Yuhua stood on the wooden couch, raised her head slightly, looked into the distance, and sang, "I and him are in a dream, often hand in hand, how can the pretty Confucian crown go to the head! Liniang's dreams are rare and rare, and she seems to be planning for me every night! Don't say that dreaming at night, it is the day, in a trance, and he is often standing in front of me. Before and after my clothes, God takes pictures, and I don't have to wait in my dreams before I get together!"

The singing is eager and persistent, so that people can hear the emotional fluctuations of the characters, so that the audience likes this girl who dares to love and hate more and more.

The maid saw that her young lady was a demon obstacle for that Aunt Fan, so she could only soften, "Miss, Uncle Yang's housekeeper, I just said that I want to go back to Shaoxing, and I have to pass through Yangzhou, why don't you write a book and send it to him." ”

Cao Yuhua, who was coughing softly, raised her head suddenly, with a surprised expression on her face, and swept away her previous illness, "It makes sense." Fetch a pen and inkstone!"

The maid took a pen and paper and put it on the square table on the wooden couch, which was also to write a letter, Cui Jianyun's kind of pen was free to swing freely, which was very different from Cao Yuhua's hesitation and youthfulness of biting the pen from time to time.

This delicate difference in performance vividly expresses the characters' personalities and psychological processes, and Western audiences are once again infected by the delicate performance form of opera.

After writing, Cao Yuhua looked at the letter and sang, "Brush the flower note, draw the color, and turn the book into a few tears." The love is long and short, and there are many omissions, the intestines are easy to drain, and the heart is difficult to vomit. Most of the encounters are in the barren hills, recognize the pink skeleton!"

Then he muttered to himself, "The book was written, but I don't know how to wait for the book to come back?"

turned to show a cheerful smile to the maid, this kind of girl's smile is unique to her, fresh and sincere, but at this moment, it is particularly sad to say it on the soft and sick face of the plain robe.

"If you come back to the book, after I return to the grave, you and I will burn it to the grave as paper money. You must know that I am still looking forward to the letter at night, and I am looking forward to the return date, and I cursed Bin Hong in vain!"

The audience who looked at the translation secretly wiped the moist corners of their eyes, Cui Jianyun's suppressed love is certainly moving, but the sincerity and stubbornness of this splendid girl, fighting for love is even more moving, this kind of pure love is too beautiful.