The rain in the capital didn't seem to be able to fall for too long, Tang Qingyou walked to the mouth of the alley again, and the rain had stopped. She walked aimlessly, walked through an alley, went around the street, passed an old theater, and was stopped by an aunt: "Girl, are you watching a play?" ”

Tang Qingyou saw that there was no one left and right, and looked at the several performance tickets in his aunt's hand with a questioning expression: "Are you going to sell tickets?" ”

The aunt hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, no...... I want to invite you to the play! Seeing that Tang Qingyou was even more suspicious, he immediately explained: "It's raining heavily today, several friends can't catch up, there are a few tickets left, and now they are all on display, it's a pity that such a good show wastes these tickets, I just want to see if anyone passing by likes to watch the play, please watch!" Girl, you're willing to stop and listen to me, you must still be interested, right? Come on, go and see, this is really a good show, you will definitely not regret watching this play! As he spoke, he tore up a ticket and stuffed it to Tang Qingyou, pointed to the ticket gate, and ran to another passerby.

Tang Qingyou watched a Peking Opera inexplicably, "Fu Sheng". As the aunt who invited the guest said, Tang Qingyou has never regretted watching such a play in his life. Because of this play, she cried until tears dried in the theater, and she could never forget the story of Fusheng and Fusheng for the rest of her life.

When Qin Shi Huang burned books and pit Confucianism, he secretly hid the "Book of Shang" in the wall mezzanine, and kept it until the change of dynasty, so that the fragment of 29 "Book of Shang" could be handed down. His deeds were recorded in the "Historical Records" and "Book of Han", and he became a generation of Confucianism that cannot be ignored in Chinese history.

However, the Peking Opera "Fu Sheng" is more from the perspective of human nature, starting from a historical aspect of the book burning pit Confucianism, telling the story of Fu Sheng's preservation of classics. To be precise, it tells a story of persistence that ordinary people can understand, but most people can't do.

Fu Sheng on the stage has a natural stunt: never forget. So, after Qin Shi Huang burned books and pit Confucianism, he relied on his extraordinary memory to keep the classics firmly in his heart, in a vain attempt to preserve the classics by himself. But in the face of Li Si's pressing step by step, he has always been powerless, and can only keep retreating, because of his involvement in the process, his wife died, his daughter Xi'e disliked him and left, and even sent his innocent son to Li Si's knife with his own hands...... In the face of the destruction of his family, the departure of his protégé, the white eyes of the world, and the power on Li Si's side, he endured humiliation and tried hard to keep himself alive, he could ignore the nature of "tiger poison does not eat children", and he could pretend to be crazy for self-preservation.

Fu Sheng tried every means to survive, because for him, only by living can he preserve the classics, and only by having the opportunity to let the scriptures see the light of day again, and the justice he insists on being upheld, can there be hope for everything.

In this way, day after day and year after year, Fu Sheng went from a young Confucian to a gray-haired man, to Li Si's death, to the change of dynasty, and until he couldn't speak clearly, and his only daughter Xi'e, who could understand him, returned to him and helped him sort out and record the scriptures in his chest, so that he could complete his mission in this life.

It is said that Fu lived for a full 100 years, and he was in his 90s when he memorized the classics and asked Xi'e to sort them out. At this time, even if you want to "reward him for meritorious deeds", what is the point? What everyone can imagine is just how Fu Sheng's long life was spent most of his time - when everyone didn't understand him and no one was willing to deal with him, he hid his stomach full of classics and scriptures, completely surrendered his whole life to the spontaneous mission of protecting the scriptures, and pretended to be crazy and stupid in the long dark years.

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As the former queen of campus drama, Tang Qingyou actually doesn't know much about Peking Opera, and it can even be said that she doesn't have much research on traditional opera. But art is connected, and art on the stage is meant to be understood and resonated by the people in the audience from the moment it is born. Tang Qingyou, like the aunts and uncles, young couples and children around him, easily understood every set of actions on the stage, and also understood most of the lyrics on the line screen.

Her eyesight was not very good, but she could still see Fu Sheng's expression clearly. His perceptive eyes have the meaning of judgment, but they also isolate themselves from this world. So, on the way to becoming a saint, he first lived as a loner.

But Fu Sheng is first and foremost a person, a living person. When the whole world does not recognize him, he can still unswervingly follow his own path, what kind of personality is this? Tang Qingyou couldn't understand it, and he didn't dare to think about it, just listening to the lyrics so-so, he thought of a sentence that Zhanhong had said many times before: "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations." She couldn't help but think of Fu Sheng walking alone under the bright moon in the Qin period. The cold picture in her imagination was engraved into a carved painting in her heart, and every knife was engraved in her heart, so that she could no longer suppress the flow of tears.

In fact, she didn't know why she cried so badly. Was it just that I was moved, or was it just that things hurt me? Or, she just wanted to cry, and it just so happened that "Fu Sheng" gave her this opportunity.

Crying wet two packs of tissues, ushering in the finale of the good end of the flower and the full moon and the good man that traditional opera is best at, Tang Qingyou's heart suddenly seemed to be hollowed out by the tears that flowed, and he couldn't breathe for a long time. She watched quietly as the theater thinned out, and it took nearly a quarter of an hour to gather the strength to get up and leave her seat.

When he walked out of the theater, Tang Qingyou wanted to thank the aunt who gave the ticket, but because he left the table too late, he didn't find anyone. She with red eyes, walking alone, found a hotel on the side of the road and went straight to the front desk to check in, the front desk lady regretfully said that the hotel only has an executive set and a presidential set, she didn't plan to treat herself, picked a similar administrative set and lived in.

This night, she lay on the KingSize big bed, couldn't sleep, got up in the middle of the night and swiped her mobile phone, and sent the program list she filmed in the theater to the circle of friends, commenting: "This is the only big man in Chinese history who interprets a good death as a heroic epic." ”

Because of this impression, her phone rang early the next morning. Tang Qingyou answered the phone in a half-dream, and after hearing the other party report to his home, his whole mind instantly cleared up.

It turned out that Fei Dong and Ying Gongzi saw her circle of friends and knew that she was coming to Beijing, so they invited her to come to the door to get together.

It's hard to be gracious, not to mention that she and her little sister Ying Gongzi have indeed not seen each other for many years, and they really miss it a little indescribably. Back then, Tang Qingyou, who was in love, quit the Pingsheng Drama Club in order to spend more time with Tu Yiran, and the veterans of the drama club repeatedly kept her unmoved, and the actor was very angry at that time and said: "You will definitely regret it!" Later, although it was not enough to break up, the two slowly broke off. The last time I saw Fei Dong, she picked up the plane and contacted the shadow boy, which was regarded as borrowing the slope to get off the donkey and rebuild. Now that the couple is invited together, even if Tang Qingyou is depressed and doesn't want to see anyone, he can't say anything to refuse. She put ice on her swollen eyes, put on some light makeup and went out for an appointment.

Ying Gongzi skipped a grade again and again when he was studying, and went to college at the age of 14, so although he is one level higher than Fei Dong and is a serious senior sister, he is several years younger than Fei Dong, and he is about the same size as Tang Qingyou.

Probably because she was blinded by the aura of "genius girl", in Tang Qingyou's heart, the feeling that Ying Gongzi gave her has always been a bit unfathomable, and in front of Ying Gongzi, she will unconsciously retreat to the position of juniors, and communicate with the attitude of asking for advice.

Over the years, the shadow boy's reputation has gradually risen, and the cooperation with Wang Shu has made her a first-line screenwriter all of a sudden, and Tang Qingyou is ready to worship God. Unexpectedly, she was more excited than her when she saw the shadow boy, and hugged and patted several times: "It's been too long, goddess, I miss you so much!" ”

Tang Qingyou hurriedly said: "No, no, no, Ah Ying, you are the real god, don't scold me." ”

Ying Gongzi beckoned her to sit down, drink coffee, and eat fruit, and said with concern: "You came to Beijing to watch a play?" ”

Tang Qingyou's expression was stunned, and he didn't want to say that he was humiliating, so he passed vaguely: "Sort of." I just watched the play without anything serious, and I will go back today. ”

"I see that your mental state is not very good," Ying Gongzi's ability to observe words and emotions is not weak, "What's on your mind?" ”

"What can I have on my mind?" Tang Qingyou subconsciously refused, "It's just that my work and life have been a little troublesome recently." ”

Ying Gongzi smiled: "I heard the baboon say that you have returned to the literary circle to perform." We all think that you can mix like a fish in water in the shopping mall, and it stands to reason that such an unskilled job as art management will not be difficult for you. The problem is that the more unskilled the environment, there is no absolute ability advantage from top to bottom, and things such as relationships and backgrounds will be highlighted. But that's okay, you still have a way out anyway. ”

"A way out?" Tang Qingyou thought of her one-year appointment with Tu Yiran, but now it seems that it may be just a joke, she smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I want to live again." Outcome...... It seems that it is a little too late, I can't find the way I came, and I can't integrate into the current environment. I feel like I've got enough chicken blood to work every day, and then, I'm drenched in dog blood. I knew that the world was unfair, but when it happened to me, I just couldn't let myself be emotionally calm and accept it. ”

Ying Gongzi has heard about Tang Qingyou's recent situation, and he was just curious to ask, seeing that she was just complaining about the hardships of work, but he was a little relaxed: "As long as you can behave and do things with a principle, that is, everything is in the long-term interests of the collective, you are not wrong." Work is just work, it doesn't have to be a career, just forget it. When you come to Beijing, I will introduce you to a film and television company, which is also rolling in the cultural industry, and your income is several times higher. ”

Tang Qingyou felt a little out of shape, stopped his emotions at the right time, and also turned out some interesting topics from the words of the shadow boy: "Have you introduced work to the baboon?" ”

"He? He is poor and happy every day, and I can't help it. The shadow boy spread his hands, with a helpless and sweet expression.

Tang Qingyou carefully observed the decoration and layout of the house, and even the crystal lamp was a very special style, which obviously made a heavy investment. Although the house is not big, as a nest for young couples, it is also a good location in Beijing's Third Ring Road, which is worth a lot of money. Thinking about the family background of this couple, they are all ordinary intellectual families, and it is impossible to come up with such a large amount of money to buy a house at one time, so ...... She made a bold guess and asked with a smile: "So this family is a little senior sister and you are raising?" It seems that the screenwriter's screenwriting fee is really not low! Is this house still available? ”

Ying Gongzi handed her a piece of melon: "You're smart!" You guessed it wrong, though. This house is a down payment from the baboon's family, and we will provide it together, but I will share a little more if there are usually big expenses. So, we're also counting, gnawing at the old? ”

Tang Qingyou thought about it for a long time, and only remembered that the baboon's parents were teachers, and now all the teachers are so rich? With a down payment of 18 million at a time, she opened her mouth when she had questions: "Baboon parents have a good way to manage money, so rich?!" ”

Ying Gongzi smiled: "It's mainly my mother-in-law, the little princess is from a little family, her mother's family has a little industry, she still holds some shares, and she has a lot of dividends every year." The old lady didn't have any big expenses, so she bought us a house. Originally, I had to pay it off at once, but I think I'm embarrassed, we young people still have to have a fighting attitude to not waste our lives, so I asked them to help pay half of it, and we will pay back the other half slowly. Let the elderly save some money to travel the world. ”

Tang Qingyou nodded: "The half-house in Beijing's Third Ring Road is enough to travel around the world." In fact, what she envied even more was the "posture of struggle" of the shadow boy. It's just that it seems hypocritical, and in the end I still keep envy in my heart.