Qin Guan here hadn't spoken yet, and the head of the troupe over there continued to speak: "When you came to the beach and sat down, did any of the staff members of the troupe send you a postcard for souvenirs?" ”

"You can leave your comments on it, you can include a donation amount for the troupe after the performance, or you can take it home as a souvenir of your trip. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing this, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei subconsciously looked at the postcard with Audrey Hepburn printed in their hands, this postcard that costs $1 most commonly in the star souvenir shops on both sides of the Avenue of Stars, but it is beautifully made at great value.

"And in the lower right corner of this star film, there is a handwritten number, so now, I am going to draw this lucky person who can go on stage!"

The atmosphere in the audience was very joyful, everyone was giggling and waiting for the call of the head of the group, and the head of the group read out a number at this time, as if he was in a blessing.

"It is said that it took the Creator only 7 days to create the world, so 7 is a very lucky number, and anyone present in the audience who got a postcard with the number 7 on it, please come up to the stage."

Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei silently looked at the card in their hands, Cong Nianwei is 7, Qin Guan is 8, please forgive his money fans.

And as soon as she heard the head of the regiment say the number, Cong Nianwei calmly swapped the star films of the two one by one...

Qin Guan glanced at Cong Nianwei helplessly, slowly stood up from the crowd, and slowly raised the star film in his hand under the brilliant stars.

"Here!"

With Qin Guan's response, he came to the side of the head of the regiment in the cheers of the crowd.

"Huh? You Asian boy, what are you doing with me? I'm not the Romeo you're dueling with, go over there and put on makeup, and have a great night tonight. ”

Under the cover of darkness, the head of the group on the stage illuminated by the strong light did not see the tourist who applied for the recruitment very clearly.

He regarded Qin Guan as a tourist who came to travel, and he didn't have any hope for this Asian child at all, and it was probably a question of whether he could even understand English.

Qin Guan didn't say a word, and left the crowd in a few steps, and came to the dressing room and dressing room that were simply covered by a curtain.

The intermission of the drama actors was full of actors, and they only had a few minutes to rest during such a tense performance, so in such an environment, none of the people who ate by their voices would take the initiative to speak.

The group of them just glanced at Qin Guan in a hurry, and then lost interest in him, just an Asian boy with a gray face that couldn't see why.

The costumes and props on the sidelines were just a set of semi-new ancient European suit jackets. As for makeup, people are here to join in the fun, and you don't even have a place to wash after painting, so this step is omitted.

Qin Guan didn't dislike it, after taking the coat, he went to the assistant to familiarize himself with the script, after all, he was a professional, he couldn't be ashamed, right?

Lai Qinguan is also very serious about any performing art form, until the hero and heroine of this play are ready, he is still figuring out the plot in the corner.

"Come on, our lucky spectator, it's time to play!"

"Okay!" Qin Guan responded, and put down the final script, and with this response, he easily put the extremely fat blazer on his body.

When he was about to leave the tent, Qin Guan also took out a few wet cotton towels with the smell of alcohol from the wet tissue tube on the makeup table, and carefully wiped them on his face a few times.

The dust brought by the wind and dust, when it comes to wet wipes that are only used when removing makeup, is swept away after only two or three strokes.

When leaving the tent, Qin Guanzhi finally revealed his true face, the headlights in the tent only left a side face that aroused reverie, and the actor in the last scene, who was the left-behind personnel, fell into contemplation for a long time at this flickering side face.

"Alas" An old black actor sitting by the door asked his friend next to him suspiciously, "Do you think this person is a little familiar?" ”

The young actor on the side didn't take it seriously at all, he looked at Qin Guan's back suspiciously: "No, it's just a tourist from the head of the regiment." ”

"You said that the group of stars in Los Angeles, even if they are small movie stars who are not in the stream, isn't this time period the time to look for drinking parties everywhere? Where will come to our fixed free praise place. ”

"yes, but there's still something strange, I'll take a look..."

The black actor trusted his instincts, and with his wide apron in hand, he stepped out of the tent and onto the edge of the beach where the next scene was about to take place.

At this time, a long table had been set up on the stage to serve as a coffin, and Juliet's actor was already lying quietly on it.

At this time, Qin Guan stood in the center of the venue wearing this somewhat inappropriate European-style suit, and the high-tiled light bulb shot straight down from the top.

On this hot summer day, it was like an omelette, ravaging Qin Guan's tenacious nerves.

Qin Guan on the stage, looking at the dense audience sitting around the beach venue, his mood suddenly calmed down, this is just another unique performance.

If they are regarded as the staff of a large number of large-scale films, and the way of performing dramas on stage is a more outgoing and cathartic way of performance, then everything will become very simple for him.

As the voice of the drama narrator outside the venue sounded, and with the crisp sound of playing the board on the sidelines, Qin Guan finally moved.

With the plastic fake flowers brought to him by the sideline props team, he went to the cemetery of his beloved Juliet's family, the Cabriet family.

The head of the repertory troupe held the microphone on the sidelines and read the narration affectionately, and Qin Guan naturally integrated into the performance with this narration.

The young people of their two families have many fates, and their misfortune and tragic ending have buried the dispute between the two parents.

Only the death of both children can calm the intensifying war between the two families....

Qin Guan held a handful of plastic flowers in his hand, and walked to the tomb that symbolized Juliet, and he stopped his heavy steps when he was still half a meter away from Juliet, who was lying flat on the long table.

He slowly half-crouched down, accompanied by his shaking and twitching shoulders, and he painfully placed the bouquet in front of the long table, as if remembering something. (To be continued.) )