Chapter 139: Reading the Script (2nd Update. Fine)

Fenghua looked at the girls in the field, with a youthful look, these Western girls are more precocious than the East, and from a distance, you can find the two meat bullets that are about to come out of the chest, which are definitely a sharp weapon to attract magic weapons, Fenghua looked down at herself, cough cough, although she has always felt that she is not bad like this, at least it belongs to a woman who cannot be mastered by men, but now in this strange country, she understands what is called a mountain is higher than a mountain, and this is the rhythm of Everest.

"Hi, beautiful oriental beauty." An unfamiliar voice sounded beside him, this sentence was said in Chinese, not as standard as Charles or Louis, with a unique curl when Westerners speak Chinese, Fenghua smiled slightly and looked to the side, and a big beauty with a convex and backward appearance in front of him.

Her skin is white and her eyes are as bright as emerald, this girl can't help but sound the legendary elf clan, not only rich in outstanding beauty, but also has a temperament that makes people look comfortable, and most importantly - the girl's body development is really great.

Fenghua finally understands Hard's interest completely, what this girl likes is sexy beauties.

"Hello, you should be Miss Merion."

Fenghua can guess the identity of the other party not because of high IQ, but because this girl is really famous, as the Oscar actress who was envied by Fenghua in her previous life and can only look up, Merian is the top existence among tens of thousands of people regardless of her appearance or acting skills, Fenghua has seen the girl's performance, it is indeed very inflammatory, and a smile always makes the audience empathize.

"Yes, Miss Hua Feng, it's a pleasure to be auditioning with you today." The girl spoke very tactfully, Fenghua smiled quietly, this is the real superstar, not approachable with a shelf, those arrogant have long been swept away by this circle, leaving behind some sleek people.

Just like Merian in front of her, she had already been set as the heroine, but because of Harder's words, she had to audition again, no matter who she was, there would be a little resentment in her heart, but the girl seemed very generous, and this generosity was seen by Harder I am afraid that she will feel even more guilty in her heart.

"Honey, it's been a long time, and you're still so beautiful."

Sure enough, after seeing Merian, Harder leaned in a little flatteringly, with a look of shame between his eyebrows, and even the supporting actress audition here didn't look so hard to watch.

Bella, who was dancing ballet to show her charm, almost twisted her foot, and could only look at Merian angrily, but the other party was so different from her own identity, she could only quietly restrain her edges and corners, and after the performance, she sat quietly on the side, not going to Merian like she did with Fenghua before.

"Director Harder, it seems that you've been blessed again after not seeing you for a long time." Merian dodged Hard's overly enthusiastic hug, looking at the other party's big belly and smiling very gently.

Hard's warm smile froze at the corners of his lips, and then he stared down pitifully at his stomach, hmm...... It seems that there is no longer a toe to be seen, what a sad thing, should Harder really lose weight?

"Director, for the fairness of this audition, I hope to let Miss Hua Feng see the script in advance." After a few pleasantries, Merian said to Hard, "I hope to be able to make this competition stand on a relatively equal level." โ€

As soon as this remark came out, even Fenghua was a little surprised, this kind of bearing is rare, and it definitely supports the enemy.

But if I think about it carefully, I think the girl is smarter, after all, the script is very long, and it is impossible for Fenghua to see through it in just half an hour, you can only browse it, and it will not be of much help to her acting performance, but in the eyes of outsiders, it can reflect Merrian's generosity.

Regardless of whether the person in front of him is really smart or generous, he is definitely an opponent who needs to be treated seriously.

Harder was also a little stunned, he didn't expect Merian to make such a request, but a few people here didn't speak, and Bella, who was eavesdropping over there, couldn't help it.

"Director, why do you want this yellow-skinned monkey to read the script, if she doesn't choose the heroine, and the script is leaked later?"

When he heard the title of yellow-skinned monkey, Fenghua's brows were already furrowed, not to mention the insulting words that doubted his character, and Lu Yu, who was also a Chinese, also looked at Bella with an unhappy face.

"Miss Bella, I hope you will pay attention to your words."

Bella couldn't help but shrink her body after hearing Lu Yu's words, you must know that Lu Yu doesn't want to have no power in Hollywood like Fenghua, this man known as King has a lot of close friends in the circle, and there are many people with extraordinary status among his fans, and it is a matter of one sentence to want to ban himself.

"Lu, I didn't mean that, I mean ......"

"That's enough, Bella, I want you to leave my crew, immediately, immediately."

Bella's expression instantly became pitiful, and the action of biting her lower lip showed a bit of pitiful weakness.

"Director, I'm not ......"

"Leave now, I don't think you want to be kicked out."

Harder will not be so polite in the face of other people, although this girl named Bella has a little talent, but this arrogant and arrogant nature is definitely not suitable for development in the entertainment industry, and Mary has contradictions, and Fenghua has contradictions, and now even Lu Yu is offended, not to mention that he also made insulting remarks like the one just now, as a director who wants to land in Huaxia, these inappropriate words are likely to cause an uproar, maybe Huaxia will even ban this movie, You must know that no matter how awesome Harder is, he is just a director, and he still has to rely on the box office to eat.

Unexpectedly, Harder was unwilling to give him even a look, wasting this pitiful expression in vain, Bella looked around hatefully, and found that everyone around her looked like they were waiting to see the joke, the girl stomped her foot and turned around and ran out of the room.

"Director Harder, I hope you don't regret it."

Harder's eyes narrowed, how long had he not been provoked by an actor like this, heh, this kind of arrogant idiocy is really everywhere.

Fenghua didn't have any superfluous expressions, although this matter was indeed drawn from herself, but Fenghua didn't feel that she was wrong, or that girl named Bella was too smooth, probably thinking that she was her mother in the four seas, so she was so arrogant, she was just a spoiled child.

Merian watched this farce and found that the girl next to her, who looked very young, had been very calm, except for the previous time when Bella said that insulting word, Fenghua frowned, and the rest of the time she was still calm, which made Merian a little curious.

"Miss Merian, in that case, I won't read the script." Fenghua shook her head, she really didn't want to bear such a name, in case the script was really leaked a day later, even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to wash it.

Merian and Harder both shook their heads, neither of them clearly believing that Fenghua would leak the script, this girl's temperament was too clean, like the first snow at the top of a snowy mountain, with a heart-stopping purity.

"You are the person recommended by Char, I believe you!" Merian smiled at Fenghua, Lu Yu also took out his own script, which was specially written in Chinese characters, and this script was not a script written with dialogue and basic facial expressions in the ordinary sense, but more like a novel.

Fenghua sat on the chair and looked carefully, just after reading the beginning, he couldn't help but sink all his mind.

The first section is decadent

The cyan manbu covers the backstage, the dark blood-like traces are dragged from the flowery front desk to the backstage, there is a person lying on a few temporary spliced benches, the makeup outlined in thick ink is messed up by the almost dried blood, the expensive costumes are as bright as ever, not a drop has been touched, the ink is lying on his back, he has long woken up, but he doesn't want to open his eyes, his eyelids are pressed by the vague thing and can't be opened, it is blood, or it may be the master's phlegm, just like the day he apprenticed.

Kneeling on the cold bluestone slab, blood was faintly oozing from his knees, this was the glass slag deliberately spilled by the man's apprentice, Mo Hao couldn't hide, as the price of stealing the teacher, he could only endure it for life, the unruly and delicate cheeks were unwilling, and the hateful bastard in front of him sat on the Taishi chair of the pear blossom wood, and the little finger was slightly upturned when he picked up the teacup, and his cheeks were beardless, although he was middle-aged, the corners of his slightly raised eyes were a little strange and enchanting.

"Tell me, who sent it?" The middle-aged man finally put down the tea bowl and gently tapped his index finger on the armrest of the chair.

"Chopping wood in the kitchen." Mo Ai's eyes looked directly at the man in front of him, who was called the master, that gaze was not so much anger, but more envy, obviously they were all learning Peking Opera, and they could only stand secretly outside the small door by the theater since they were children, while enduring the noise of the coachmen, while paying attention to the movements of the guys, and barely learning to complete a set of sets of plays, and some people were born in a family of pear orchards, and before they learned to speak, they first relied on Yaya to use Peking Opera to open their voices, and the teenager became famous and became an instant hit, and now one is kneeling on the glass slag and one is sitting on the Taishi chair, but it really complements each other, thinking like this, The boy's cheeks showed a few undisguised mockery.

"Chopping wood?" The man stood up with interest.

Mo Hao lowered his head, and his hands tied behind his back couldn't exert the slightest strength, so he had to let the well-maintained hands pinch his upper arms, feeling a thin layer of calluses in his palms, itching, with inexplicable anticipation. The middle-aged man lowered his head, looked at the young man's eyes, and gradually raised the corners of his mouth, as if he had found something interesting, "These eyes are quite bright, if it was a few years earlier, I would have touched a seedling like you, I could have ignored you stealing a teacher, and made you bright, hum." The man's tone gradually deepened, and he did not continue, but his eyes moved downward, looking at the increasing amount of blood, and turned around, and his long sleeves swept over the young man's cheek, looking at where it was going, but he was about to turn back to the inner room.

"Look at the king sleeping in the tent and his clothes, and I am out of the tent here and scattering sorrows. Gently moved to the former wilderness and stood still, and suddenly looked up to see the blue falling moonlight and clear. โ€

The footsteps were abrupt, the man turned around, the young man's eyes were firm and he sang loudly, his hands were tied behind his back did not move at all, but his beautiful voice easily reminded people of the beautiful woman with bright makeup on the stage, the corners of Mo Hao's eyes were raised, and his eyes were bright and scary, "Since I fought with the king in the east and west, I have suffered from wind and frost and toil, year after year, and I hate and only hate the unTaoist Qin for destroying the lives of the people, and only causing the people to linger." This throat has not undergone much training, with a sharp pain, like a glass slag under the knee of a young man, scratching the heart of a slight pain, but it is itchy, but it is the sun that has not yet risen, a trace of early morning, through the green mountains, with majestic anger.

The corners of the man's mouth were slightly upturned, and he seemed to want to call a good word, but he pressed it down and only showed a vague sneer.

"Come on, untie this kid, please Master Zu, light incense!" The man finally shook his hand and walked back to the back room, and the hurried man looked at Twilight with an incredulous gaze, stammering to say something, but choosing to be silent in the wolf-like gaze of the young man.

Master Gu is going to accept disciples again, or a new kid who comes to the kitchen to chop wood, this news spread all over the theater in the city, but because of the master's strange and fierce temper, not many people rushed to see this good show, and even those disciples who started earlier could only be outside the house, a huge room, only a teenager and a middle-aged man, looking at each other.

The young man's knee injury has not healed, a simple white cloth bandage, it looks like a miserable zongzi, Master Gu is sitting on the chair, his resolute cheeks do not have too many professional characteristics, Mo Hao knelt with a pout, kowtowed fiercely, leaving a heavy sound on the bluestone slab, three kneeling and nine knocking, but the corners of Master Gu's lips just sneered, the young man was not in a hurry, holding the celadon tea bowl in his hand steadily, and the two looked at each other like this for half an hour.

The arm was already sore, the young man bit his lower lip, but his back was straightened more and more, the master's eyes were crooked, and the lips were smiling, easily reminiscent of the coquettish appearance on the stage, he reached out to take the tea bowl, sipped his mouth slightly, the ink haze eyes were dyed with warmth, and the arm finally hung down, but at this moment, the man suddenly snorted, and the young man watched blankly as the tea with yellow-white foam was handed out again, and in his direction, "Drink it, and I will take you as an apprentice." โ€

Mo Wei clenched his fists, his knees struggled to stand up, but he was heavy and did not have the slightest strength, what suppressed him was his childhood dream of listening to a play rather than starving, the experience of being beaten outside the theater again and again, and the determination to let go of the second shopkeeper who was about to come out of the head, and turn to the ancient master's house to chop wood.

The young man took the tea bowl as if he was ruthless, tightened his fingers inch by inch, opened the tea lid, and raised his head to drink.

"Waste." The master smashed the porcelain bowl, the tea was already cold, deep into the cloth shirt, and the cold was to the bones, "To learn the play, you must first learn the wind and bones, hum, I was deliberately found at the beginning, and I was beaten with a hard bone, I thought it was a refreshing character, but that's it, get down, and then chop firewood for a few months." โ€

Mo Haze knelt in place, not moving.

Although Master Gu has a strange temper, of course he will not let Mo Hao chop wood in the name of his disciple, and then slap himself in the face, although the young man's bones have long been formed, but because of the unorthodox training in his childhood, he is also soft, and those men who were embarrassed by their senior brother gradually retreated in front of the firmness of training their voices with the rooster crowing every morning. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, it's a good time of the year, Xu is Mo Hao already has an unusual talent, or the ancient master is comparable to the martial arts, the young man is catching up after all, becoming a disciple who can take charge of himself in the ancient master's garden, in the eyes of everyone, Xu is time to debut.

Many people feel that Master Gu values this disciple the most, such as this time.

In the largest pear orchard in Beijing, one by one the curtains pushed the atmosphere higher and higher like a wave, the ink haze was arranged to the back, the ancient master's intentions can be seen, the boy has already carefully applied his makeup, the costume was repeatedly stroked, the flowing satin slid across the palm, his dream seemed to be also in the palm of the flower, no one noticed that his legs were trembling, and his voice was shaking violently.

Appeared in the last of the most, singing is of course a famous one fell swoop, but it is more likely to fall into the abyss, the soft voice of Hua Dan at the front desk penetrates the thick curtain, Mo Haze is excited, his legs are shaking more and more, the costume is like a fine wave and can't stop rolling, Mo Haze's palms tremble, but he can't pinch his hand, so he has to put it on his cheek.

Fingers groped on the cheeks, and the heavy glaze was densely packed, like a white glaze based on porcelain.

"Good!"

The chaotic applause, cheers, cheers, mixed with the collision of clanging and dingling, almost lifted the curtain leading to the backstage, Mo Hao's fingers shook, a touch of peach blossom color in the corner of his eyes overflowed, and the man on the stage with his orchid fingers half-hidden face had a few curtain calls, and he still couldn't suppress this real full house.

The little guy on the stage accompanied the smile and bowed down to clean up the gold and silver and beads on the stage, and the spectators who threw the reward were violent, and they were looking forward to the people on the stage to come to another song, even if it was only half a fan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, ladies and gentlemen." The man who smiled like Maitreya came out of the backstage and bowed his hand, "Borrowing the love of the masters, our Yuling is also reluctant to be a corner, the king has an order, naturally he does not dare to spoil the fun, but this day is limited, the next one is the new closed disciple of the ancient master, can you give a palm and enjoy the food?" โ€

When it was not necessary, the audience was already quiet, not because of the side, the seemingly humble man on the stage was the biggest pear orchard boss in the city, who didn't give a three-point face, Hua Dan on the stage put up his water sleeves to salute, and there was applause in the audience but he didn't pay attention.

The man who licked his big belly smiled, thanked him, took Hua Dan's weak arm, and slowly went down.

"Hey, it's strange today, the senior brother has always made eight points and left two points, but now it seems that he has done his best, and all the eighteen martial arts have been set out."

Mo Hao listened to the discussion behind him, lowered his eyes, and his eyelids were dark and inky.

"As far as you kid talk a lot, the master can be taught, you can't bully the field, you have to mention it when you go on stage, and you can't give up your strength."

Turning his head, he looked at Gu Yuling's smiling eyes, and his face was like a crown of jade, and he was holding Boss Huang next to him, a well-known figure in the pear orchard world, but at this moment, he seemed to be willing to be the stepping stone with a smile.

Mo Hao's throat was blocked with cotton, his lips were spurting and he couldn't open his mouth, so he had to shout half-loudly, "Senior brother." โ€

Yu Ling and the others were impatient, and they had already turned around, and only threw down a fluttering sentence from their heads, "Little junior brother, the makeup in the corners of your eyes is a little spent." โ€

"Master, it's too late to make up for it, so I'm ready to go on stage."

The life of urging the drama frowned, although the guests did not dare to offend Boss Huang, but this mood could not be suppressed, one by one they were holding their breath and waiting for the next "horn" to come on the stage, erhu, big gong, and small gong sounded like a shower on the stage, as if blowing down a pear blossom, and it was indeed urgent, but Mo Haze didn't hear it, only listening to the sound in the distance that was almost buried by musical instruments.

"This way. You can be careful with your step, if this ankle is not sharp, then this vast sea of food and clothing parents will not smash my stage. โ€

Yu Ling only smiled slightly, and the tips of her eyes were infinitely coquettish, "Boss Huang said with a smile." โ€

The people urging the scene really couldn't wait, they settled down, and secretly sighed in their hearts, they took seven points before they took the stage, and now Yuling Mingjiao seems to be puffing up, although it is the same door, it is clearly a drama of Xuanwu Gate, and he squinted at the twilight in a daze, and quietly stretched out his hand coldly and pushed it.

Mo Haze didn't check, staggered onto the stage, and the audience didn't react for a while, this is it? Looking at the vain footsteps and hasty eyes, I always wonder if there is a little guy in the background who wears a costume on stage.

"Good!" There was a popular Shen Dantian on the stage, and he hissed out a good word, Mo Hao's face turned pale, but fortunately he was covered by makeup, and hurriedly stabilized his body.

"That's a lot of fun!" The person who urged the scene smiled coldly, and looked left and right with a lantern-like green leather hat, and was sure that no one had noticed his hand just now, so he turned around and left.

Singing and fighting, which one must not take more than ten years of effort, Mo Haze was afraid, very afraid, his legs were swinging, the cloth like flowing water was shaking, his toes were hard, and he kicked the silver nuggets that the little guy had not taken away, but Yu Ling didn't look at it when he stepped down, did he not pay attention, or was he disdainful?

"Sing!" The audience was urging, and the noisy voices came and went.

Master Gu chose the drunken concubine, the newly beaten rhinestone face, the hairpin head trembling and shining silver, only Gao Lishi and Pei Lishi two eunuchs foiled, this is Hua Dan can be extremely coquettish with a scene, no wonder the people in the garden say that the master wants to hold the ink haze, no wonder Yuling wants to take out twelve points of strength to press the platform.

The small role in front of him has finished the stage, waiting for Hua Dan to open his mouth, Mo Ha stabilized his mind, and appeared with the palm fan palace maid.

"The ice wheel on the island is beginning to turn, see the jade rabbit, and see the jade rabbit rising in the east early.

The ice wheel is far from the island, and the sky is very clear.

When the moon is empty, it is just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, and the slave is like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace. โ€

Siping tone with a faint grievance, but it can also hold down the stage, the shouting spectators below are quiet, their brows are not stretched, the pearl jade is in front, but the glass ballast next to it does not attract much interest.

There was little applause after singing, and the audience knew how to play, and the gap between Mo Hao and Yuling was too clear.

"Hey, Master Gu's little disciple is at this level? It's not as good as Qin Xiaole in Xiaoxi Building. โ€

"What disciple? I was chopping wood before, but I don't know how to ......"

"Boss Huang is not afraid of smashing the signboard, tsk, it's better for me to go up and sing."

"Look, this Beijing city has been blown down by you, if you let you go there, it will be called smashing the signboard!"

The heavy oil paint can't hide the paleness of the ink, and the gossip in the audience can't stop burrowing into the pinna, into the stomach, and into the heart.

------Off topic------

The script behind is written by Xiao Xiong before, it was originally a short story about Peking Opera, describing the story of the Liyuan family from prosperity to decline, and then the protagonist came to Broadway to achieve success, and it was written as a Hollywood script here, which can be regarded as Xiao Xiong's selfishness, hoping that this short story can really be turned into a script one day~

It's been a long time since Mu asked for a monthly pass.,Ask for a monthly passโ•ญ(โ•ฏ3โ•ฐ)โ•ฎLittle bear with a bowl to continue.,Please see the official line for convenience~

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By the way, and the supporting actor of this play, Xiao Xiong, has not thought about whether he should choose one of those people, or let Louis take the stage and play against Lu Yu~ What do you think, maybe there are better candidates~ Come and recommend it to Xiao Xiong~