The joys and sorrows on the stage turned quiet after the last long chant, and the actors walked to the curtain call in turn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

However, the whole theater was silent, not a silence of disdain to applaud, but many people were still immersed in the previous story.

I don't know who woke up first, and the first applause was like the first soft sound when the ice broke on the river, attracting the rushing water of the river.

At this moment, the audience could not think of any other way to express their feelings than applause.

Because there are too many, it is like a thousand catties of olives pressed on the tip of the tongue, obviously the taste is excellent, but I don't know how to tell this sweet and sour aroma in words.

The hearts of the actors on the stage were pounding, it was not the first time they had performed here, but it was the first time they had heard such a sudden and torrential applause.

This applause not only belongs to the people behind the scenes who wrote the play, but also to the affirmation of their performances, although they are also to make money, but at the same time to make money feel that respect and the realization of the value of life is the most perfect.

The actors bowed in return to the applause, and the flower-bearer holding the theatrical prop suddenly broke off the flower and threw it downward, and this act of excitement and accident caused more waves.

A lucky man snatched the flower and pinned it to the woman's sideburns. The flowers are like fire, the people are delicate, and in the boos of envy or congratulations, the face is even more delicate, and it gently snuggles on the shoulders of the man next to him.

In such cheers, Sun Zhan walked to the stage, and the applause below, which was already a little quiet, became violent again, wave after wave, Sun Zhan continued to salute and thank him, waiting for the audience's enthusiasm to be temporarily suppressed.

He looked around at the audience below, his heart full of excitement, and for a moment he found that his shadow was extremely tall in the light of the fire, covering himself.

In this light, he felt like a wrangler in a herd of horses who had found a seemingly ordinary but majestic horse, without his eyes, the horse would still hide in the herd and want to neigh, but it would be difficult to have a chance.

This is a kind of spiritual enjoyment that is more comfortable than one's own success, a sublimation of one's own moral pursuit, and an affirmation of one's own vision.

The audience looked at Sun Zhan and knew what he was going to say, or had already guessed that he was going to say something thankful.

However, a moment later, a young man wearing a formal suit on the right side, Shi Shiran, walked to Sun Zhan's side from behind.

Many people recognized that it was the son of Chen Siwen, a naval officer, and a few people recognized that this was Chen Jian, and Shi Lei and a few others couldn't help but exclaim: "Chen Jian? What did he go up there for? ”

Vaguely, people felt that something big might happen, and some people's hearts had begun to jump rapidly, and in this era of gradual calmdown, they longed for more legendary stories, just like the previous dramas, but in their hearts they were worried that the legend they longed for would not be realized - they thought, maybe this young man gave Sun Zhan some inspiration, this is already an extremely legendary thing, but it is too unlikely.

There are also some people who reminisce about the drama just now, looking at the ages of Sun Zhan and Chen Jian, and secretly guessing: "Could it be that this young man is Sun Zhan's illegitimate son?" No wonder you want to play a play about orphans, this is to stage a father and son recognize each other? ”

The uncontrollable speculation continued to converge at this time, and the more I wanted to know, the more I didn't want to make a sound, and I even held my breath.

In any case, they felt that at least half a month more to talk about, so they waited quietly.

Sun Zhan on the stage finally spoke, but the first sentence was an apology.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the most important thing I should say at this time should be to thank you for your enthusiasm and recognition, but today is different, what I want to say most at this moment is a word of sorry."

"Because I have deceived you, this scene...... It wasn't me who wrote it, but this young man next to me. ”

The reflection of the tin foil reflected on Jian Chen's body, causing Jian Chen's eyes to squint slightly. In fact, there is no need for these candles, just that sentence, everyone understands who Sun Zhan is talking about.

The apology was followed by a moment of silence, followed by bursts of applause and incredulous exclamations, and a few angry words about the impossibility.

It is impossible to be angry and this cannot be different from this out of praise and inconceivability, but there are so many of the latter that the same cannot be infected by this atmosphere into the same meaning.

A certain mine owner's daughter, who had been given an ambiguous poem by Chen Jian and gave Chen Jian a pot of orchids, blushed in the place where her heart jumped.

She saw the pot of flowers in the play, and when she heard the words at this time, another possibility suddenly came to her mind.

He ...... He must have written such a scene for the pot of flowers I gave him, he must have been. ”

His heart was beating wildly, holding his friend next to him tightly with one hand, and he wanted to tell them the story of the pot of flowers he had given Chen Jian so that they could share it or be jealous, and even longed for Chen Jian to say something at this time and appear on that stage himself.

Vanity, pride, and sweetness, three of a girl's favorite things, were known to thousands of people by the light of the candles, and they were stories she had never thought of, or even dared to think of.

Someone who had been quite critical of this scene before fell into a strange state of mind at this time.

Originally, he thought that the process of the little people climbing up through their own efforts before revenge was a bit too magical and dramatic, but when Sun Zhan said this apology, the slight words in his heart turned into a kind of admiration.

If this young man can achieve such a reputation at such a young age, why can't the drama be true? In other words, why do you have to think that your dreams seem unrealistic?

And more people are amazed by Chen Jian's youth, marveled at the depth of many sentences in that scene, the combination of youth and depth is like red flowers and green leaves, which is unforgettable, adding a bit of amazement that does not need to be amazed.

If this scene was written by Sun Zhan, it would naturally be good. But it is this nature that is good, which means that there is a little less magic, and the flower should naturally be fragrant, even if it is particularly fragrant, it is understandable, but suddenly one day a little-known young leaf suddenly exudes a fragrance far more strange and attractive than the flower, and it becomes an unforgettable shock.

It is not only a young man who has written a play and achieved success, but also a declaration of the fact that as long as you have the ability and a dream, you can succeed, which is in line with this era that is ready to move.

In an impossible admiration, Chen Jian saluted everyone and said something touching, which made people feel that maybe only such a person who has changed his past with great affection can write such a drama.

"Today, I stand here, remembering everything I have done in the past, remembering all the love I have received in the past. I would like to thank a lot of people. ”

"I want to thank my mother for bringing me into this world."

"I would like to thank my father, who lost his life and was not renewed because of his mother's unkindness, which I will never forget."

"I want to thank my Mr. Enlightenment, who was stubborn when he was young, if it weren't for Mr. Enlightenment's ruler, I'm afraid that I can't even read all the words now, what kind of drama would I write?"

"I want to thank Mr. Yoshi, if it weren't for Mr. Yoshi's support, where would I have the opportunity to stand here?"

"I want to thank the actors who put on the show, if it weren't for their performances, they would have been nothing more than ink on paper."

"I would also like to thank everyone who stood here watching this scene, it was you who kept my hard work from falling into the paper basket."

Speaking of this, Chen Jian gave a great thank you to everyone.

For a long time, in the applause of everyone, Chen Jian raised his head, and some tears had brewed in his eyes. He felt that the people below should not be able to see his tears, but he could hear his choked voice and the movement of wiping away his tears.

The thunderous applause lasted for a long time, and people looked at Chen Jian on the stage, listening to such words of thanks, and couldn't help but admire the growth of this young man in their hearts.

It seems that this once stubborn child has grown up in this year, and has grown into a real adult, like an orphan in a drama, growing up from naivety, making mistakes, being confused, and cowardly, and finally overcoming himself.

Some people think, isn't this the kind of flower that appears in the play? When the rhizome is buried in the soil, it is gray and black. When the arch breaks through the soil, it is renewed and blooms like fire.

Some people think that the person who can write such a drama must be a kind and unyielding person, maybe all the previous things are just the eccentricity of young people when they are confused, didn't they also do this when they were young?

Some people think that after this night, this young man finally has his own fame, no longer Chen Siwen's son, but Chen Jian, a young playwright who has been appreciated by many and still recognized by Sun Yi.

And in the future, at least at some upper-class banquets in Mincheng, this young man will appear. And this figure climbed up not by his parents, but by his own efforts.

Some people even believe that in the future, many monologues in this scene will be passed down. Even if no one has seen this scene, even if the theater has collapsed and the play is old, those thought-provoking monologues will always appear in some people's books, diaries, and poems, and the young man's name will be passed down with those words that will not be eroded by the years.

In the end, when the applause stopped and the crowd dispersed, Sun Zhan told Jian Chen with a smile: "If there is another scene like this, your name will shine even brighter than mine." Young people, don't get carried away by all this after success, this is the advice of an elder. ”

The thanks just now, Sun Zhan ranked after Chen Jian's parents, but Sun Zhan was not angry or blamed, but he just felt that such a person was a true temperament, if he didn't even thank his parents but thanked himself first, it would be a little wrong.

Chen Jian also thanked Sun Zhan repeatedly, only saying that he would continue to work hard, but in his heart he said goodbye to the theater, and I can't get what I want here; I'm sorry Mr. Yiyi, I'm afraid that your hope for the younger generations will disappoint you, and I'm only afraid that I may be getting farther and farther away from you in the future, the three views in the conversation between the two of us before are not my three views, I'm just lying to you......

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At night, on the streets.

Chen Jian, Lin Xi.

In front of Lin Xi's courtyard, Chen Jian took off his smock and draped it on Lin Xi's body, Lin Xi shrank his shoulders to make it more convenient for Chen Jian.

When they were separated, Lin Xi suddenly said: "That scene is very good, so you are terrible." In order to sell flowers, such a play can be written. ”

"Are you afraid?"

Lin Xi didn't speak, Chen Jian's heart was a little panicked, he wanted to say something but didn't know how to say it, he just silently sent her to the door.

When he pushed open the wooden door, Lin Xi suddenly turned around and said a word in a very small voice.

"Actually, my musket is very accurate."

After speaking, he grinned and flashed into the courtyard, leaving Jian Chen stunned on the horse.

After a long time, Chen Jian laughed, whistled loudly at the room that had been lit up with oil lamps, and ran towards his home.