Mr. Quan?! And Mr. Mu?! It must have been the two of them who ran over just now! ”

"I wipe ...... I originally thought that if I could shoot Mo Qufei by squatting here, I would be able to go back to the errand, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected joy! Mr. Quan and Mr. Mu are my unexpected joy! ”

"Mom! Mr. Mu really came to watch Mo Qufei's drama, and he was with Mr. Quan?! Is this the rhythm of a threesome?! Mr. Quan still has so many Mo Qufei's reinforcements in his hands! ”

"It's crazy, it's too hard for us to do it now!"

"! Look closely! There are two more people at the VIP entrance! I'm sure I'm not mistaken, it's Ye Dong! I once did an interview with Ye Dong! ”

"Assistant Feng is also here! The one next to Ye Dong is Assistant Feng! ”

"it! Tomorrow's front-page headlines are here! ”

"Don't be stupid...... Mr. Quan's news, Huanyu Group doesn't nod, which of you dares to post it? A reporter exhaled a smoke ring faintly, and everywhere he looked, it was bleak.

Oh, my God! It's also cruel! Finally, the big news was delivered, but it couldn't be published, what a cruel thing for reporters!

The grievance of not being able to share the gossip with everyone is too painful!

"The right can't be sent, but Mu Nianan can send, right? She's a celebrity now! It's on fire. has successively filmed the advertisements of Huanyu Group and the promoter of temple fairs, this is already the rhythm of entering the entertainment industry to eat! ”

"That's right, Mu Nian'an and Mo Qufei also have a huge number of CP fans. The day before yesterday, the official blog of the idol cultivation record showed a tidbit of less than two minutes, and the scandal between Mu Nianan and Mo Qufei was almost confirmed! ”

"As long as you don't give power, it's fine. Ye Lingbi, Assistant Feng, Mu Nian'an, any one of them is enough for us to eat for this month. Take two photos and do a series of features. There is no need to bring the power of the president, it is dangerous and troublesome. ”

"Ye Dong should forget it. That demon king of the world doesn't reason with you. The ghost knows how to make Ye Dong unhappy? I just patted Mu Nian'an to support and watch Mo Qufei's drama. With Mu Nian'an's topic, it is enough for us to eat for a few days. Mu Nian'an is now the queen of topics, and everywhere she goes, there are hot spots and traffic. Why bother to get into all those big troubles? ”

"Yes, it's better not to provoke Ye Lingbi, the Demon King of the Mixed World. I'd rather shoot the power than shoot Ye Bawang. According to past experience, let's write some lace news about Mr. Quan, as long as it is not too much, and it does not set off a discussion, the Huanyu Group will turn a blind eye and pass it. Ye Bawang is different, he only does things casually and unreasonably. ”

"I hope to be able to take photos of Mu Nianan and Mo Qufei together later. That's how we really have enough to eat! ”

"I can definitely shoot it, do you still need to think about it? Mu Nian'an is clearly here to support Mo Qufei, she can't sneak out after watching it. After the drama ended, Mu Nianan would definitely go backstage to talk to Mo Qufei or something. Let's just squat patiently, we will definitely be able to shoot the material! ”

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Tonight's drama is a classic repertoire of the Beijing Drama Theater, and it is rehearsed by the Beijing Drama Theater after 20 years. The specifications, quality, and lineup are all unprecedented.

Although Mo Qufei is only a newcomer in the drama industry, he has accumulated a lot of experience in the filming of the big screen, and he is better than hard work, diligence and studiousness.

Mo Qufei's role is quite heavy, because his role is the soul character throughout the story. A story composed of six units, Mok Qufei will appear in each unit.

Mo Qufei not only has a five-minute personal inner monologue to read, but also has a lot of scenes in every unit and every subsection. You can imagine how much pressure he was on.

Mu Nianan sat between Quan Shaoting and Ye Lingbi, and Feng Yao sat next to Ye Lingbi. When Secretary Xia came, the drama was about to start, except for the lights on the stage, the lights in the entire hall were dimmed.

Secretary Xia rubbed her waist over, and when she sat down, she accidentally bumped into Quan Shaoting beside her, and she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." ”

"It's fine." Quan Shaoting said lightly.

"Rights...... Mr. Quan?! "Secretary Xia was completely frightened!

Mu Nian'an heard that it was Secretary Xia's voice, and pressed her index finger to her lips, "Shh, be quiet, the drama is about to start." ”

Secretary Xia, where is he still in the mood to watch dramas? She has one heart, all of which is on Quan Shaoting next to her!

Mom, is it really Mr. Quan? Mr. Quan is sitting next to her!

The smell of Mr. Kwon...... It smells good.

It's a faint ...... Well, it's not an ordinary flower, it has a faint taste, it smells good, anyway, it's a floral fragrance mixed with the smell of tobacco. It's crisp and inviting!

With the help of the lights on the stage, Secretary Xia looked at Quan Shaoting on the left hand side obsessively and obsessively.

Perfect jawline that kills!

Just one side face can kill her!

Quan Zong...... It's really handsome! It's more than thousands of times more handsome than in the photo!

Eyes downward......

Sky!

Mr. Quan and Mr. Mu actually clasped together with their fingers crossed! This is an intimate action that can only be seen between lovers!

Sure enough, Quan is always someone she can't envy in her life. He can actually clasp his fingers with Mr. Mu!

I envy Mr. Quan, ahahah-

She also wants to be held by Mr. Mu like this!!

Mr. Mu's hand is very good-looking, and it must be very good to hold!

What the actors on the stage played, Secretary Xia didn't watch it at all. With a pair of jealous eyes, she stared hotly at Quan Shaoting on the left.

She, but, too, jealousy, jealousy, power, total, too!

I don't know if I felt Secretary Xia's angry eyes, Mu Nian'an took the initiative to let go of the hand that was clasped with Quan Shaoting's ten fingers. Curled up comfortably in the back of the seat, squinting at the almond eyes, very seriously enjoying the most famous drama of the Beijing Grand Theater.

Mo Qufei on the stage, engrossed in his role, sitting in the first row of familiar faces, Mo Qufei seemed to be ignorant and couldn't see it at all.

He is the character at the moment, the role is him, he is no longer the much-anticipated Mo God, he is the poor scholar in the story, who is poor and destitute, but has no talent but is extremely down.

A weak scholar, although he can't lift his shoulders and can't pick his hands, but his arrogant bones can't be broken no matter how monstrous the power is. Mo Qufei is the scholar at this moment.

As soon as he frowned, raised his eyes, raised his legs, stretched out his hand, raised his hand, and threw his feet, he was completely the scholar who had his spine shattered, but still couldn't break his back.

As Mo Qufei was sad and unwilling, and was still wrapped in the cry of disappointment in the turbid officialdom, the hearts of the audience also reached their throats.

Many of the little tunes already had tears in their eyes.

When his role was over and he got off the stage from the side, Mo Qufei took the handkerchief handed by the actor of the same drama, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and looked at it.

She, sure enough, came.

You sit in the center of the first row.

Well? Why did Mr. Quan come? Ye Dong is also here? And assistant Feng?

He has such a face...... Isn't it a bit too big?

She......

The tip of Mo Qufei's heart seemed to be gently and gently teased by feathers, very shallow and light. Only a faint ripple was left.

Her eyes were a little red, and of course, he always knew, her eyelids were thin, always tinged with a hint of pink. It's like crying.

Her eyes were very complicated, just looking at the scholar who was beaten to death alive, and then he would be wronged, and he would die again on the court with the body of a sinner. The first unit is satire, satirical at its best.

Obviously, he was already careless of human life, and without any interrogation, he used the death penalty and killed the scholar. As a result, everyone was already dead, but there was still a corpse for three sessions, and finally the criminal law of scholar Ling Chi was decided.

The executioner actor, with a serious face facing the air, is the biggest irony of the first unit.

Why are her eyes so complicated? Her eyes ...... Sad, he wanted to go over and hug her, telling her not to show such eyes, it was very distressing.

"Brother Mo!" Someone behind him patted him on the shoulder, "Go and remove your makeup!" You've got a show for your next show! Time is running out, hurry up! ”

Mo Qufei hurriedly withdrew his eyes, turned around and walked to the backstage, "Okay, thank you." ”

The Beijing Drama Theater can be said to be the highest art palace in China, where there are no stars, no big names, and no artists. Yes, there are only old artists, seniors, juniors, and newcomers.

No matter how big the wrist is or how big the horn is, here, the unity is the same identity: actor!

Backstage, there are no professional makeup artists, and there are no assistants, nannies, or agents.

The actors help each other with makeup, help each other change clothes, and everything is done by themselves. Even if he is a first-class actor in his eighties, the old man is also doing what he can. If you can not trouble young people, try not to trouble young people.

Mo Qufei is here, and he has found the feeling of wanting to act and being an actor for a long time. He likes acting because he can be a different kind of person and experience a different life in the play.

This feeling fascinated him.

As soon as I looked up, there was a banner that read: The play is bigger than the sky.

These four words made Mo Qufei suddenly froze, and he quickly gathered all his thoughts, and swept the eyes that were redder than usual out of his mind.

The drama is bigger than the sky!

The heroine of the second unit, whose father died yesterday, endured her grief and continued to rehearse in the theater. Her father had been in the hospital in a critical illness since the day before she entered the theater, and she had not visited her father once during rehearsals.

It's not that she's unfilial, but that she has the spirit of a person from the Beijing Academy. She knows that the play is bigger than the sky, and she engraved these four words deeply in her heart. That's what the teacher taught, and that's what she did.

The fact that a drama can be staged is the result of the joint efforts of countless staff in front of and behind the scenes. Personally, really insignificant in comparison.

This is the spirit of the Beijing Drama Theater, and it is also the spirit he learned here.

The Beijing Drama Theater can represent the professional level in China, relying on the efforts of such one person after another.

At the same time, she also knows how difficult it is for her to play the heroine. The Beijing Drama Theater has too many good actors and artists. Therefore, she did not dare to slack off at all.

It was his luck that he was able to enter the Beijing Grand Theater. How could he defile this temple of art?

He didn't dare, and he couldn't.

Even if he finishes this drama, he will return to the big screen to shoot movies, but what he has learned in just a few months here will be useful for a lifetime, and he will never forget it in his life.

He is really lucky to be able to calm down and learn and cooperate with these old-timers and artists at the Beijing Drama Theater! He is also very grateful to the one who gave him this opportunity, his Bole.

Even if it is to live up to her trust and expectations of himself, he must perform every show!

Soon, Mo Qufei's heart quieted down. The pair of people who had disturbed his thoughts, and who could easily make him unsettled, were completely swept out of his mind by him.