After standing in the corridor outside the studio, estimating that the time was almost up, Lu Yan pushed open the door and walked in.

Afraid of being left behind by Tian Qinxin again, he didn't dare to go too far inside, holding the handle of the door with one hand, and asked, "Director Tian, when are we going to rehearse?" ”

Tian Qinxin's eyes were still closed, and he looked intoxicated, and suddenly heard Lu Yan's voice, frowned, and said, "The day after tomorrow."

Lu Yan nodded and said, "Okay, if it's okay, I'll go back first." ”

Tian Qinxin didn't say anything and waved his hand.

Lu Yan closed the door gently, Tian Qinxin may be a talent, but he is a talent who is a little different from normal people, and after staying with someone like her for a long time, he even doubts that he will go crazy.

He didn't run upstairs anymore, he didn't know many people in the theater, and it was okay to go up.

Out of the theater, the streets and alleys reverberated everywhere with the familiar Dao Lang "The First Snow in 2002", with simple and smooth melodies, straightforward lyrics, and unmodified voices, creating one incredible myth after another in the music world.

At the beginning of the year, no one expected him to be popular, there was no publicity, and he didn't hit the charts, but in this case, Daolang became silent and popular, infecting countless people with his civilian attitude and singing, and his record sales repeatedly broke records.

It can be said to be a kind of mockery, a mockery of the traditional domestic record industry, and a mockery of aesthetic taste.

Xiao Gang is still strong, Zhang Yimou is still controversial, the return of old classmate Zhou Xingchi and the emergence of the new generation of Lu Chuan, these brilliant stars are difficult to resist a newcomer wearing a sports hat, although there are still two months before the end of the year, but Dao Lang has been pushed by the media to the throne of "Popular King of the Year", and there is quite a posture of who competes with the wind.

Lu Yan stood in front of a video store for a while, he didn't know much about music, and he couldn't tell whether he sang well or not, but he just felt that his hoarse voice sounded unique.

Although the sword is out of control, Lu Yan is not particularly envious in his heart, popular singers and popular actors, no one knows how long they can be popular, maybe in a few months, they will be thrown into which corner by the media and the audience, and they will be completely forgotten.

Time is not enough, in addition to reading the script, he also has to study books on economics and management by himself, several exchanges with Chen Weiye made him feel very embarrassed and helpless, Chen Weiye is unwilling to live in a corner, but his ability and knowledge reserve can not keep up with Chen Weiye's "ambition" at all, many professional terms, Chen Weiye has to explain it again before he understands the specific meaning, and it is quite troublesome for the two people to communicate.

Liu Tao and Jiang Xin didn't come over again, and like most people's thoughts, they took advantage of the popularity to make as much money as possible.

Although Jiang Xin debuted earlier, she has been semi-popular all these years, but after all, she is backed by a large economic company, and her announcement has almost no time to rest.

Forty-one flowers for men and forty tofu scum for women, even in the entertainment industry, such a law cannot be avoided, once it loses exposure, it is almost impossible to redeem it.

Gao Hu completely faded out of the entertainment industry, maybe he will have to rest for a while, and no crew dares to use him now.

Because "Hurricane" was about to be rehearsed, one day in between, Lu Yan didn't read "Jinghua Smoke and Clouds" again and Chen Weiye recommended a few books to him.

When it was dark, he went to Chen Bao Country and sent two boxes of lilies, and he didn't stay to eat, although he had read the script several times, he was still a little uneasy.

At nine o'clock the next day, Lu Yan came to the theater slowly, not because he got up late, but because this is the normal state of the theater.

During the rehearsal of "The Dawn Is Quiet Here", he came quite early and waited in the studio for two hours, but later he still found out that Zhe reminded him not to go so early.

Although he played a small role, he was not the least famous in the crew, and he went too early, so it seemed that others were passive and slacking off, and it was easy for him to be rejected by others.

Tian Qinxin was already there, although the staff was busy, she still sat in the audience "doing her own thing", looking lost.

Lu Yan could understand her mood, and didn't bother her, put on makeup backstage, and waited for the rehearsal to start while reading the script.

At nearly ten o'clock, the rehearsal of the crew began, the second act was his one-man show, at the entrance of the backstage, there were six young people of about the same age standing next to him, they were playing students, Lu Yan didn't know them, nodded and said hello.

Although the curtain has not yet opened, the rehearsal has not yet begun, and he knows that there is no other audience except for the crew, but Lu Yan is inexplicably a little nervous.

This is his first serious performance on stage, and unlike the previous role that only had two lines and was not noticed by the audience at all, he is the protagonist and will become the focus of everyone's attention, although the theater has decided to stop performing, he also has to "stand on the last shift" as Cha Cha Zhe said.

The curtain opened, and the pitch-black stage, in front of the stage, were placed with six sets of small light boxes, which were twisted one by one to illuminate the stage.

Lu Yanhe looked at the six people in front of the stage, wearing black suits, sitting on the ground, and the light was not bright on them.

Student 1: "What did Chinese audiences watch in the last century?" ”

Student 2: "Watching operas, operas, singing and dancing." ”

Student 3: "Chinese students at St. John's College in Shanghai perform an English drama on the occasion of Jesus' birthday. ”

Student 2: "This kind of play, just standing and talking. ”

Student 1: "After the end of the war, Liang Qichao advocated the bourgeois-democratic revolution in Europe, and pieced together literature and art and national salvation. ”

Student 3: "He said that when Louis XIV was in France, there was a man named Voltaire, who made a lot of novels and plays, and he actually evoked the people of a country from their sleep."

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The lights gradually closed, the characters disappeared, Lu Yan knew that it was time for him to play, and wanted to reach out and pinch the tight muscles on his face, for fear of ruining his makeup, so he put his hand down halfway.

Shen Shoulder took a breath, slowly exhaled, walked to the middle of the stage, and lay on the ground.

When he lay down, he vaguely saw two people coming in from outside, sitting in the audience, because the light was dim, he couldn't see his face clearly.

After waiting for a while, the light came on faintly and shone on him.

His body moved slightly, and he slowly stood up with one hand on the ground.

The voice was low and slow: "When I was a child, I was not in good health, my mother felt that the child was not easy to raise, so she asked me to be a monk, when I was nine years old, I went to my cousin's house to play, and saw her eyes, in the semi-dark room, bright and flickering" Speaking of this, he suddenly laughed twice, his eyes looked at the top of the audience, as if recalling the past, and said: "When I went home, I told my mother that I would stop doing it, and just like that, I stepped into the red dust." ”

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