The reason for this arrangement is that after Little Helen has effectively threatened the Chinese and foreign guests, the organizers want to use the effect of "the three monks have no water to drink" to understand the Chinese and foreign guests, lure them to benefit, move them with affection, guide them to act, reluctantly do it, and act with virtue.

Last night, in the bitter hearts of the two brides of Hudong and Huxi, Wang Mumu began to realize that the all-round Liang Zhu dynamic movie he played was a bit capricious, at least in form, it was too advanced, so that the consumption level of the dignitaries from various countries who had not kept up with the trip ate and rolled over a lot. So, today, let's stop, and besides, the teachers and students of the Academy of Fine Arts have been too busy recently, so let's change the acting department and have a decent drama. Guests from all over the world, today in the school auditorium to perform the play, there are no aviation chairs and simulation environment, you don't have to worry about being tossed.

The Harvard version of the drama "Three Foreign Monks" is adapted by Wang Mumu from the art film "Three Monks" that he saw in his previous life. The original "Three Monks" is based on the Chinese folk proverb: "A monk carries water to drink; Two monks carry water to drink; Three monks have no water to drink." It is said that once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was a little monk in the temple. He carried water every day, chanted sutras, knocked wooden fish, added water to the Bodhisattva's water bottle, and did not let rats steal things at night, so that his life was stable and comfortable.

Soon, a high monk came. As soon as he arrived at the temple, he drank half a jar of water. The little monk asked him to carry water, and the high monk thought that it would be too much of a loss to carry water alone, so he asked the little monk to carry water with him. Later, another fat monk came. wanted to drink water, the high monk and the little monk asked him to pick it himself, and the fat monk picked up a load of water and immediately drank it alone. Since then, no one has carried water, and the three monks have no water to drink. Everyone recited their own sutras, each knocked their own wooden fish, and no one added water to the water bottle in front of the Bodhisattva, and the flowers and plants withered. In the night the rats came out to steal, knocked over the candlesticks, and lit a fire. Only then did the three monks work together to put out the fire, the fire was extinguished, and they also woke up. From then on, the three monks worked together, and there was naturally more water.

Wang Mumu's adaptation idea of "Three Monks" is as follows: because the Chinese and foreign guests I am facing come from different regions and ethnic groups, have different religious beliefs, and have very different cultural backgrounds. Therefore, Wang Mumu, who wants to be the same in the world, wants to adapt "Three Monks" into the international version of "Three Foreign Monks", so, after going to the world, in the play, the little monk wearing a red robe is still a little monk, but the actor who plays the little monk is required to smear his face before going on stage, so as to give people the feeling that this is the original version of the Buddha's successor that Tang Xuanzang personally brought back from India. In the play, the high monk has become the high imam of Islam, and the black robe has become a big white robe. In the play, the fat monk has become a Catholic fat priest, and the orange robe has become a white robe.

The central idea of the whole play, Wang Mumu wants to make the Harvard version of "Three Foreign Monks" and the art film "Three Monks" in his memory go to the same end, the same implies that people, everything, there must be a system, responsibilities are not implemented, and many people are against bad things. The three monks had no water to drink, because none of them wanted to contribute, they all wanted to rely on others, and they passed the buck to each other. As a result, they all died.

In the arrangement of the specific plot, Wang Mumu wants to let the little monk on the hill, when he is alone in the empty temple and lonely, in order to pass the time, he will go to the stream under the mountain to carry water to spend his days after chanting the scriptures and hitting the bell.

One day, the fat priest in the small church next door to the monk's temple saw that parallel goods could be sold so well here, his eyes were red, so he pushed open the temple door and broke into the life of the little monk.

"Hello, little monk, I see that you are not very prosperous in this temple, how can the great cause of Buddhism be carried forward by your generations in this way? Why don't you and I join forces and let the great parallel goods business be passed on forever from generation to generation? ……”

The little monk squinted at the priest for a while, and said, "I heard you say that it seems to be quite reasonable, seeing that you are fat and strong, you must have some brute strength, hehehehe, I believe that with your joining, I will definitely feel very comfortable." Then, in the future, I don't have to go down the mountain every day to fetch water, you see that you are so big, wouldn't it be a pity not to use it? So, in the future, the difficult task of carrying water will be up to you. ”

The fat priest was shocked: "Please, I'm not here to work, I'm here to cooperate, our status is equal!" Everyone is under the jurisdiction of the Religious Affairs Bureau, and they eat in one pot, so don't engage in religious discrimination, okay? ”

The little monk smiled: "Hey, don't look at your well-developed limbs, I didn't expect that your mind is not simple, you are really a big man with great wisdom, but what can you do if you don't carry water?" ”

The fat priest sneered: "With me, you won't be lonely." After I come, I can chat with you, you tell me the Buddhist scriptures, I will tell you the Bible, and we will discuss the things of heaven and earth together. ”

The little monk's eyes were confused: "Oh, this is the life I have always dreamed of, I have long hoped that someone would carry water with me, you know, it is very tiring to carry water alone, if it continues like this, I will have to be crushed into a pot." ”

The fat priest pretended to hesitate: "This ...... Okay, it's up to you, in the future, the two of us will carry water, but we will have to pay fifty-five cents for the income from selling water. ”

The little monk pretended to be refreshing: "Deal." ”

In this way, a monk and a priest went to the bottom of the mountain every morning to carry water, and they united as one, helped each other, and were active all day long by the stream, on the mountain road, and in the water station.

The people in the village praised: "The immortals are of the same heart, their profits are gold, they are a beautiful scenery in our village, they have set an example for the peaceful coexistence of the people of the world." ”

However, the fat priest in question had a dissenting opinion: "Bright fart, that little monk is very ghostly, often tilts the bucket to my side, and says that this is good for me to lose weight, so I negotiated with him a lot, and there were several physical altercations during the period, according to reliable sources, the other party has six pieces of black green ......"

The little monk involved was also sad: "Woo woo - that fat man is so hateful, how can I say that this is also my territory, even Zhou Dong said, 'My territory, listen to me'." I didn't expect him to dare to disobey Zhou Xiaotianwang's quotations and ask me to listen to him in my territory, woo - it's just a wolf into the room! Looks like I'm going to have to find someone to help me deal with this foreign bandit. ”

One evening, while two religious workers were each reporting their thoughts to their Lord, one was reciting the Western Sutra and the other was knocking on the wooden fish, when they heard someone knocking on the door outside.

"Is there anyone in the water station?"

Fat priest: "Someone knocked on the door, hey, little monk, go and see if you're here to buy water." ”

Little monk: "Why did you call me again?" ”

Fat Monk: "Don't you see me praying?" Go! Just go! Don't talk nonsense, if you are wordy, I won't carry water with you tomorrow! ”

Little monk: "Cut, what do you mean to carry water with me?" Obviously, I carried the water up the mountain alone, and you just took a stick and walked with me on the mountain road. ”

At this time, a foreign voice was inserted into the picture: "You fat priest, how can you treat this lovely little monk like this?" It's just between the two of you, but I want to stay in your water station, so I can't leave it alone, and I think you two should stick together and carry water together......"

The fat priest looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in front of him: "Huh? Wait, who are you big guy? ”

"I'm the one who knocked on the door just now, I'm a troubadour, the price of oil has risen recently, the road fare is too expensive, and the transportation card has been cleared, so I'm not going to continue to wander and chant, and I want to live in your water station." ”

Fat Priest: "Hey, Islamic imam, we didn't open the door, how did you get in?" ”

Gao Imam: "Please, I've been knocking on the door for an hour, and you have been arguing inside and don't open the door, no, I knocked on the door with all my might, and then I took a step of my legs, and came in, the moon black goose flew high, and the imam came at night, this, isn't it a little scary?" ”

Little monk: "Okay, you came just in time, you came to give us a review, this fat priest always bullied me, and said that he would carry water together, and I don't want him to take advantage of me." ”

Fat priest: "Little monk, what nonsense are you talking about, where did I take advantage of you?" Don't talk nonsense, okay? ”

Imam Gao: "Okay, okay, don't make any noise, little monk, don't worry, from the moment I entered your water station, I brought fairness." Gone are the days when you were oppressed and exploited. From now on, you will surely have the same status as the fat monk, and I declare that from this day forward, the two of you will carry the water, and the bucket must be placed in the middle! ”

Fat Priest: "The Lord is with me, may I ask you?" What are you doing? ”

Imam Gao: "Everything is not the Lord, but Allah, and I am responsible for overseeing it." ”

The fat priest and the little monk said in unison: "This is not fair! You should also carry water together! ”

Imam Gao: "This is very difficult, how can three people carry water, there are big technical problems here, why don't I cheer for you next to me?" This is also giving you spiritual support. ”

Little Monk: "Amitabha! What a technical problem! Don't make excuses, we can take turns! ”

Fat Priest: "Yes, yes, we can use the wrist wrench to decide, the two who lose carry the water." ”

Imam Gao: "It's not fair, I think it's better to use the high jump to decide, how to say that the high jump is also an Olympic event." ”

"Wrench your wrist!"

"High Jump!"

"Wrench your wrist!"

"High Jump!"

Little monk: "You bully me!" Anyway, I can't win more than anything, people fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, I would rather not drink water than let you take advantage of me! ”

Fat Priest: "Unless you agree to use a wrist wrench to decide, I won't lift it!" ”

Imam Gao: "The east wind is blowing, the war drums are beating, my imam, who have you been afraid of?" If you don't drink water, so can I! I'm going to see who can hold on! ”

In this way, none of the three people closest to God, Allah, or Buddha went to fetch water, but they all sat in the water station and went their own way, one chanting that the Holy Spirit of the Lord would be with you, one chanting Anselmu Lai Kumu, and the other chanting Nam Mu Amitabha, and the day passed.

The little monk was thirsty: "Water...... Water...... Water! ……”

Fat priest: "Hehe, this kid can't hold on, or I'm more powerful, I can still hold on without a drop of water for a day, may the Lord's Holy Spirit be with you, may the Lord's Holy Spirit be with you......"

Imam Gao: "In order to ensure that there is enough water in my body, I have been holding this urine for a long time, but it finally erupted, I don't know why, I have an urge to drink it...... ”

Two days passed.

Little monk: "If the entire Yangcheng Lake is brought to me, I can also drink it dry in one go, including eliminating the hairy crabs in it." Can the whole Yangcheng Lake be brought to me? No, so I'm already thirsty enough to start talking nonsense....... ”

Fat priest: "It is said that women are made of water, and I want to be a woman very much now, whether they are thin or fat, they can ......." ”

Gao Imam: "Hehe, or I'm smarter, I found a bucket of lamp oil for worship and drank it, the taste is not bad, smooth and greasy, but it's a pity that the side effects are a bit big, fart-inducing, and the taste is big, it is said that it is because of the high methane content in the fart, according to the relevant safety regulations, flammable and explosive gases shall not be discharged in a closed space, and shall not be discharged near an open flame, so I still have to endure it......." ”

That night, the high imam, who only had oil and no water in his stomach, was lured by the unknown good, and the air pressure in his body soared, reaching 6,000 points. Gao Imam knew that something was wrong, and was ready to go out to vent pressure in the wild, and when he left, he was afraid that the methane that had begun to leak out of the country would cause trouble, so he took a small wooden plug and plugged Chrysanthemum's mouth, and the fire candle should be careful and the safety should be in place. Unexpectedly, in a hurry, the imam Gao used people inappropriately, and mistakenly mistook a bamboo bark for a small wooden cork for a beer bottle. Therefore, the high imam who thinks that he has set up the safety valve, so that *and*, who has been working hard until now, can breathe a sigh of relief. As a result, a mistake was made, because it was not the beer cork that guarded the door but the little yell, so, as soon as one breath was released, with the laissez-faire of the high imam, the little yelling let out a long howl! Imam Gao himself was also taken aback by himself, and in a panic, he fled quickly. Unexpectedly, the methane gas formed an invisible streamer with the escape route of the high imam, and this streamer fluttered and hugged the everlasting light. As a result, a blue light, methane burst into flames, and with the long howl of the high imam, the fire broke out......

Fat Priest: "Ah! Oh no, it's on fire——! ”

Little Monk: "Ah! Oh my God, what should I do? ”

Imam Gao: "Ah! Let's run! ”

Little Monk: "Go!" I can run the monk, but I can't run the temple, you run away, what will I do in the future? Hurry up and fetch water to put out the fire, or I will have no house to return to in the future. ”

So three people of different religions worked together to pick up buckets from Rome, carry Chinese night pots, carry Arabic tea pots, and run to the creek like rabbits to draw water to put out the fire, and after a great battle, the fire was finally extinguished. The three foreign monks who are still urinating on the embers, you look at me, I look at you, facing the fire scene, there are palpitations.

After a while, the fat priest spoke: "Everyone, be quiet, let me say a few words, today, I want to praise the little monk first, in order to put out the fire, he ran to the bottom of the mountain to fetch water without even wearing clothes, but I think it is best to stay sane in an extraordinary situation, you see me, not only put on clothes, but also put on a tie, you have to learn from me." ”

Little Monk: "But I want to ask, why are you not wearing pants?" ”

Fat Priest: "Huh?! ”

Gao Imam: "Okay, okay, I feel that this fire is a warning from God that we must be united and fraternal, and we can't only think of personal interests. ”

Fat Priest: "Makes sense, makes sense. ”

Little monk: "Yes, yes, it's really better to listen to your words than to read the scriptures." ”

Imam Gao: "So, from now on, we must unite as one, and we can't make any more emotions about who carries water." ”

Little monk: "Agreed, agreed, I have an idea, why don't we use the money we earn from selling water to buy a water pump and start a project to bring water into the temple, so that we don't have to work so hard to carry water in the future." ”

Fat Priest: "Okay, that's it!" Science and technology, people-oriented! ”

Soon after, the project of bringing water into the temple was fully completed, and the three people of different religions loved each other in the face of money from then on, and there were no more conflicts.

Imam Gao thought: Originally, I just wanted to prevent them from tracking down the cause of the fire, so I said it casually, but I didn't expect to maintain the stability and unity of the temple, I am really a genius......

This is Wang Mumu's adaptation of the Harvard version of "Three Foreign Monks". Who knew that during the evening performance, Wang Mumu, who was sitting in the last row, felt that there was something wrong at first glance, and the more he looked at it, the more wrong it became. Something went wrong, I pirated "Three Monks", who pirated my "Three Foreign Monks"? NN, how dare you perform at Harvard in front of me? ……

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Dear book friends, I'm sorry, but the numbering of the previous chapter was wrong, and this chapter has been corrected. I coded so many words, I didn't sign a contract, I was in a bad mood, I made a mistake, I'm sorry.