The curtain slowly opened.

The stage is completely dark, and every ten seconds, it gradually becomes brighter.

It was a summer morning ten years ago, in the living room of Zhou's house. The drapery of the alcove is still hidden, and there are gorgeous potted flowers inside.

The middle door was open, and through the iron screen door, I could see the trees in the garden and hear the cicadas chirping.

The wardrobe on the right, covered with a yellow tablecloth, is adorned with many small ornaments, the most obvious of which is an old photograph, which is very incongruously placed with these delicate things......

The room was stuffy, the heat was overwhelming, and the air was low. There was no sunlight outside, the sky was gray, and it was about to rain heavily.

Zheng Tianwei was at the rectangular table against the middle wall, carrying the audience's filter medicine, and she shook a puff fan from time to time, while sweating......

Lu Gui, Fanyi, Zhou Chong, and Zhou Ping walked on the stage of this art in turn, and in the opening of the curtain and the lights turned off, the story slowly unfolded, to the peak, to the fall, and the applause of the audience drowned the stage.

When the curtain slowly closed again, the people behind the scenes, such as Zhi Zhi, Xia Chun, Su Min and others, couldn't help but step forward and hugged a group of young actors tightly.

"Congratulations, your Zhou Ping acted so well." So he hugged the third generation of Zhou Ping tightly, and the applause of the audience was the best answer, and the banner of Renyi finally reached the hands of young people.

"Yes, keep up the good work." Su Min didn't hug his son, but encouraged him softly, and after a few words, he looked at Jiang Xun in the corner of the stage, "In the next few scenes, you can let Xunzi play." ”

Pu Cunxi's eyes were also chasing Jiang Xun, with a smile on his face, but his back was very lonely.

He promised his father, a young man like his younger brother, who had worked hard for three months, that he should also stand on the stage of the Capital Theater and be tested by the audience.

But he didn't expect that Jiang Xun disagreed, he said, "The audience likes Brother Pu's Zhou Ping, and I will learn ...... later."

This kid, Su Min smiled, he forgot that he was from Shandong, too stubborn!

……

The thunderstorm gradually stopped, the sun came out, and today is the fourth performance of the thunderstorm.

Wanping's sister-in-law sent the beef soup early, but Brother Pu was stunned and didn't take a sip, he wanted to get off the stage and drink it again.

"Look, isn't Xunzi a little unhappy?" Jiang Xun was not very interested, as if everyone could see it.

"I've been queuing for three months, I'm ......not happy," Wu Gang muttered quietly.

Pu Cunxi didn't answer, the actors of Renyi were not distracted or distracted on the stage, he silently played silently, the play was bigger than the sky, everything had to be said after the performance, and then talked.

When Si Feng was sitting at home alone and Zhou Ping jumped into the house through the window, the audience, who was originally silent, suddenly burst into laughter.

This laughter stunned Zheng Tianwei and Pu Cunxi, and also surprised the people behind the stage, and he immediately arranged for the stage to record it and ask the audience after the play why they laughed at this stage.

Fortunately, the young actors were not affected much, and when the curtain slowly closed again, Pu Cunxi asked with a serious face what was going on.

Why did the first three performances work well, and why did the audience laugh when they got here.

"Brother Pu," every performance of Renyi will have a stage record, recording the number of applause from the audience, and also recording every feedback from the audience, "Everyone has played together." ”

String play?

Everyone looked at him, "Yes, didn't you act in a TV series a while ago, playing a public security officer in it, what a tall image, but seeing you jump into the window from the outside, this image is too incompatible." ”

The stage record also means that I want to laugh, most of the audience here tonight are young people, and the people who laugh are also young people, no way, Brother Pu's public security image is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people on the screen, and when people see Zhou Ping jumping out of the window, they feel out of place.

Pu Cunxi frowned, he couldn't say that he was annoyed or frustrated, any drama actor who worked hard for three months to rehearse was uncomfortable when the audience laughed.

But this is not a problem of acting, let alone a stage accident, it is just the psychological feelings of the audience, and there is no solution.

"Either let Xunzi play." Su Min put forward his opinion.

This opinion was agreed, Xia Chun agreed, and Pu Cunxi himself agreed.

In the evening breeze of October, when Ding Zhicheng rode to the Chinese opera, the Chinese opera was already closed, and he finally shouted to open the door and told Jiang Xun the good news, but Jiang Xun was silent.

He looked at everyone, and everyone was smiling, but he couldn't be happy, he didn't know what kind of glory could be worthy of the ups and downs along the way.

In the summer of '88, he would appear in his dreams from time to time, and the guy who wanted to play the role with Director Xia seemed to be walking on the wide road of Beiping City forever.

In Shanghai, I hid alone in the dormitory of Yinjiajiao Shanghai Film Studio, which was so far away and seemed so close.

Xintianyou on the Loess Plateau can still penetrate his heart, and the boat porridge in Guangzhou seems to be still hot......

During his freshman, sophomore, and junior years, he was both proud of his efforts and grateful to God for treating him well......

Dare to ask where the road is, the road is at your feet, this road is not only to walk well, but also to make others have nothing to say.

……

Today, the notice under the big locust tree has changed, and Jiang Xun's name has changed from corner B to corner A.

Jiang Xun?

Liu Housheng, editor-in-chief of Chinese Theatre Magazine, also came to the Capital Theater today, not because of Jiang Xun, but because he has been busy with the Plum Blossom Award these days, and only today he poured out time to watch the thunderstorm of Renyi's new arrangement.

Jiang Xun's Zhou Ping on the stage has a sense of restoration, and in terms of image, he can substitute for this role. He has the temperament of a young master, and his age is about the same.

In terms of acting, when facing Gu Wei's Zhou Puyuan, his fingers were close to the seams of his trousers, he bent down slightly, his tone was not too heavy and he would not spit out his words, just like the eldest son who was afraid of fear and fear and did not dare to disobey his father.

In the face of Fanyi, he can straighten his waist again, and his attitude is soft and hard......

When he is to Sifeng, he has some manhood, and he will also coax Sifeng with a shy face, with a lively tone and casual behavior, like a man in love.

Before you know it, the drama is coming to an end.

When Jiang Xun's Zhou Ping slowly fell, the five-second death scene made the big man in the drama industry take out a handkerchief.

Sifeng's death, he didn't shed tears, and Zhou Chong's death, he didn't shed tears.

However, when a person experiences the huge pull of the two emotional forces of despair and fear, the inner part of the character is not broken, and it still exists in Jiang Xun's body completely and reasonably.

His back was very stiff, except for the hand holding the gun, half of his body seemed to be unable to move, and there were tears in his eyes, Jiang Xun at this time was so fragile that it was heartbreaking......

In such a tight time, a series of contradictory emotional ups and downs are so great, emotions first explode and then suppress, and then emerge from the cracks with difficulty, the kind of despair, loneliness,

Sadness and desolation, overflowing from the performance, silently drown you......

"That's the performance tension!" Liu Houchang sighed, after watching a drama for many years, it was the first time he saw such a touching tension from a young actor.

"This kid has been reborn."

There is a sense of contrast between the actor's internal rhythm and the external rhythm, and this sense of contrast forms a kind of performance tension, and now Jiang Xun's tension is like a bow, which can be pulled off immediately!

But when the arrows fly out, they will stick into the hearts of the spectators watching the thunderstorm one by one!

In the audience, there was silence...... But then, the applause seemed to burst out of every corner, straight to the center of the stage......

Jiang Xun's Zhou Ping's death took five seconds, and now five seconds later, the audience's applause continues.

"I can't go on with this play." Wu Gang, who was already dead, muttered quietly behind the stage.

Indeed, Gu Wei, who played Zhou Puyuan, and Gong Lijun, who played Fanguangyi, were at a loss, and the applause made this play impossible to end.

The curtain closes and slowly opens.

The applause that erupted in the audience grew louder and louder, mixed with the shouts of the audience, and it was like a storm that overwhelmed everyone.

Jiang Xun suddenly thought of last year in Shanghai, so when the curtain call of the shopkeeper Wang, the applause was something he had never experienced in his previous life, like a tide, it was a moment for an actor to survive.

Now, he felt his eyes blurry, and he tried to look up at the lights above the stage, which were dazzling and dazzling, making him dizzy.

It's a blissful vertigo, but in the vertigo, he always knows where the light is......

It's overhead, in the distance, on the stage of human art, in the world of theater.

In this world, on this stage, I'm a-

Light Chaser!