"My surname is Guo, if there is anything, just say it!" The man said.

Huang Feng coughed, "Manager Guo, hello, we are a small band, we hope to undertake some funeral performances and other business in our funeral home, we hope to be able to get some information about the family members at the first time, we can contact them, I don't know if Manager Guo can help us?" ”

"This matter is not easy to do, we can't disclose the customer's information!" Manager Guo said.

Huang Feng was scolding in his heart, and he couldn't reveal how those people got it.

He took out a cigarette from his bag, which Xu Dong gave him, and imported three or five cigarettes.

"Manager Guo, we are students, we don't have much money, if we can make money, we will definitely thank Manager Guo!" Huang Feng said.

Manager Guo looked at him, "This, this is an unhealthy trend, I can't accept your cigarettes, you take it!" “

Huang Feng observed the words and felt that he was very interested in this cigarette.

"This cigarette is a friend's meaning, it doesn't matter, if Manager Guo is inconvenient to disclose, we won't force it, anyway, we will continue to work hard to find a job here in Manager Guo, I hope Manager Guo can be convenient when it is convenient!" Huang Feng said.

Manager Guo looked at him, "Since you insist like this, okay, not accepting it will make you uncomfortable, you can contact your family here by yourself, if there is a chance, I can take care of you, I will take care of you!" “

Huang Feng hurriedly said thank you, and then walked out of Manager Guo's room.

"What's going on?" Xu Dong came up and asked.

"Cigarettes were given, he said, and could not reveal the information!" Huang Feng said.

"Then what are you doing for you!" Zhang Jie was depressed.

"It's always going to work!" Huang Feng said.

"Let's go!" Huang Feng continued.

"Where to go?" Xu Dong asked.

"Go find a job!" Huang Feng glanced at him.

Zhang Jie picked up the instrument and followed.

Xu Dong also hurriedly followed.

They began to ask questions one by one again.

This time, they were waiting at the intersection of those mourning halls, and as soon as they saw someone coming, they were about to enter a new mourning hall, and they rushed up.

This time the results are much better.

They met a family of cultured people, and the old man of their family died.

The hostess, the daughter-in-law of the deceased, was running the funeral, and the man, the son of the deceased, was so grieved that he did not know what to do.

"Eldest sister, your whole family mourns, we are a band, we can provide evening performance services, perform some folk songs, etc., to pass the time for the guests and express their sorrows!" Huang Feng stepped forward and said.

After experiencing the test of life and death in the jungle, he felt that he had let go and could do anything.

The hostess glanced at them and focused on Huang Feng, "We don't need vulgar shows!" “

"No, we will bring you a very stylish performance, and you will be satisfied!" Huang Feng said.

It's just that someone interjected, "Can you help crying business?" “

Huang Feng looked at him, "Yes!" “

"I'm sure your singing may be good, but people's crying is very good, natural, and vivid, can you do it?" The man said.

It was as if he was the mistress's father, that is, the deceased's in-laws.

"Yes, we can do it!" Huang Feng said sincerely.

"Okay, I believe you once, someone originally contacted us, I didn't promise them, I will give you a chance, I hope you do a good job, our hometown is popular to cry on behalf of the filial son, so, we will also need this service this time, between 8 o'clock and 11 o'clock in the evening, in addition to the performance, you also have to take turns to cry in front of the spirit, of course, I will not lose the cost to you, according to the market price to you!" The hostess said.

Huang Feng was really ecstatic in his heart, this was the first business, but he couldn't show his joy, he found a job, but his relatives died.

He nodded.

They talked about the matter, and the other party also paid the deposit, this hostess was very happy, there were a lot of sad relatives around her, and she was decisive, Huang Feng admired her a little.

They went back to rest, had a casual meal outside, and then prepared for the evening.

On the chair on the roadside lawn, Huang Feng looked at Xu Dong and them.

"How are you crying and mourning?" Huang Feng asked.

Xu Dong coughed a few times, "It's okay, you listen to me!" ”

Then, the ghost howled and howled a few times.

Huang Feng frowned.

"You are called wolf howl, no, it's not the same as the high-standard ones we advertise!" Zhang Jie said.

"Yes, it could be better!" Huang Feng said.

"Hmph, what about you, Zhang Jie, come on!" Xu Dong said.

Zhang Jie was helpless, he also tried to cry a few times, but it was hard to hear if he barely came out.

"My uncle, yours is worse than mine!" Xu Dong roared.

Huang Feng laughed.

"Don't laugh, come on!" Zhang Jie said seriously.

Huang Feng looked at them, cleared his throat, and suddenly, he realized that he couldn't cry at all.

He tried to think of many sad stories, but he couldn't cry.

In his bones, he is unyielding and unwilling, and since he read "The Old Man and the Sea" that year, there is no such thing as crying in his bones.

"Haha, haha, he's still laughing at us, he can't cry!" Xu Dong laughed.

Huang Feng was depressed.

"Let's go, go to the library!" He said.

"What are you doing in the library?" Xu Dong asked puzzled.

"Knowledge is power!" Huang Feng said.

In the library, they were all looking for books, and Huang Feng found a very famous book, which is said to be Stephen Chow's favorite, "The Cultivation of an Actor".

They watched it together.

However, there was not much practical stuff in the book, and they put it down immediately.

They found a practical book, "How an Actor Cryes".

They read it voraciously.

The book reads: "

Crying scenes are divided into real crying and fake crying. Fake crying refers to helping actors perform crying scenes smoothly with the help of eye medicine, onions, etc., but this form of interpretation does not require the actor's crying training skills, therefore, it is recommended that the actor should really cry, and only choose this way of interpretation when he really can't enter the role. ”

Zhang Jie immediately spoke, "If we want to cry really, people will see it right away, like Xu Dong, how embarrassing!" ”

Xu Dong wanted to kick him.

"Keep watching!" Huang Feng said.

"Why don't you choose to fake crying? The first reason is that the actor's interpretation of fake crying cannot bring the audience into the plot, and cannot make the audience feel as if they have experienced the emotions of the characters in the play; The second reason is that fake crying cannot reflect the professionalism of the actors, so it is best for the actors to choose the interpretation method of real crying, so as to help drive the audience's emotions and better promote the development of the plot. ”

"Yes, we have to cry really to have an effect!" Zhang Jie continued.

"Okay, you'll be the first to try it later, we'll wait!" Xu Dong said.