Mr. Cao Yu has come to visit you!

I don't know who shouted, and the classroom immediately burst into applause, and these students, all with red faces, looked at this drama master excitedly.

Mr. Cao Yu shook hands with Ying Ruocheng with a smile, and also waved to everyone with a smile, "Sit down." ”

He looked at the classroom and found a vacant seat to sit down, Xu Xiaozhong and Ying Ruocheng also sat on the vacant seat, this seems to be not a lecture, as if it was a discussion.

"It's for Xunzi." He Bing whispered in Wang Ban's ear, if you don't come early or late, you just won't come until Xunzi won the Plum Blossom Award.

The classmates also all know that Jiang Xun and Gong Lijun are the only two people in the class who have been to Mr. Cao Yu's house, and at that time, Mr. Cao Yu sent a car to send them back.

Sure enough, Cao Yu looked at Jiang Xun, "Everyone sit, Jiang Xun, you acted well, I saw the shadow of Willy Loman on you, but I feel that you acted differently from Minister Ying." ”

Well, Jiang Xun looked at Ying Ruocheng.

"It's okay, there are a thousand Willy Loman in the hearts of a thousand spectators, say boldly." Ying Ruocheng encouraged, "You see, this is not like Willy Loman. ”

Wow –

Everyone laughed.

Oh, when it comes to acting, Jiang Xun is slowly not nervous, Miller sets the actors' roles as a second-generation Chinese immigrant living in Brooklyn, New York, "But I think this immigrant should be from Guangdong, so I used the Cantonese dialect and wrote a character analysis...... By the way, he is a salesman, and it is lonely to sell in the field, so he will play the harmonica to dispatch lonely ......"

Cao Yu's heart moved, this young man had his own ideas, he took Jiang Xun's manuscript and looked at it carefully.

This is an article of several thousand words, which contains his own understanding of Willie Loman, a Cantonese person, a second-generation immigrant, with the living habits of Cantonese people and the living habits of the United States......

"Do you know what life is like in Americans?" He asked.

"You see, Willie Loman is a salesman, he's always wearing a suit, so I'm always wearing a suit, he's having an American lifestyle, so I've got to eat bread, I've got to eat ham, I've got crackers......"

Oh?

Mr. Cao Yu looked at his student, the current Dean Xu Xiaozhong, and Dean Xu smiled, "The living conditions of our Chinese opera are not up to ......."

The student next to him laughed in a low voice, this kind of life is what everyone yearns for.

"Xunzi loves to eat ham sausage...... Sandwich bread. He Bing muttered softly, but Mr. Cao Yu still heard it.

He looked at Jiang Xun seriously and smiled, he remembered what he said, this young man belongs to a cat, and he can smell and find something delicious in the corners of Beiping City.

But he was a little sad, and the life of a college student was still very hard......

"As for the life of Americans, I have not been exposed to it, and I also know that Americans drink coffee," Jiang Xun said with a smile, "Without coffee, we will drink banlangen ...... in our dormitory."

Plate blue root as coffee?

Xu Xiaozhong told how this group of people were so hungry and how they went to steal vegetables, Cao Yu laughed, and Jiang Xun also laughed.

Cao Yu couldn't laugh when he smiled, he felt that he had to care about these juniors, this juniors who could shine in the drama world in the future, "Jiang Xun, you, do you still have any difficulties?" ”

"Mr. Cao Yu, I really want to have a coffee pot, the coffee pot bubble board Langen, it tastes great......" Jiang Xun's eyes were beating.

"A coffee pot, I've got it, bring it to you." Cao Yu didn't hesitate, "You don't have to drink any more banlangan, and coffee, send it together, by the way, I still have a cowboy hat at home, and a pocket watch......"

"Oh......" Jiang Xun didn't know what to say, he wanted to say, are you a magic lamp? I want to experience life in the United States, even in China, let me experience the villa, the car, the refrigerator, the TV......

Cao Yu smiled, "I know what you're thinking, I'm not a savior, I'm just an audience, you remember, art is the magic lamp that illuminates the audience!" ”

He stood up, turned his head and looked at Jiang Xun again, Jiang Xun was very calm.

"In the future, I mean in the future, you will play Willie Loman, maybe you can also perform in the United States......"

"I think of ...... Broadway?" Jiang Xun laughed, and it might be interesting to show Americans their plays on Americans' most famous stages.

Cao Yu didn't laugh this time, but he didn't answer either.

As a drama master, he has read countless people, but the young man in front of him, he always feels that what he has said, he will definitely be able to do it.

"How old are you this year?" He smiled and walked out, looking at the handsome young man in front of him.

"Nineteen?" Jiang Xun looked at the gentleman in front of him with a smile, "Sir, you also promised me one thing." ”

Oh? Cao Yu stopped.

"Sir...... Last time you said you inscribed a word on me. ”

Well? Mr. Cao Yu can't seem to remember.

Last time I went to Mr. Cao Yu's house, Jiang Xun asked if he could give Zhou Ping a few words, and his thoughts were immediately recognized by Wu Gang.

But at the beginning, Mr. Cao Yu did not agree or refuse, only said next time.

"Oh, I remember......" Cao Yu smiled and didn't seem to refuse.

"Okay, people's hearts are satisfied," He Bing began to add a small batch later, "I want so many things, what coffee pots, pocket watches, what ......"

Mr. Cao Yu is not easy to inscribe, everyone knows this, Xu Xiaozhong looked at Jiang Xun, this child knows how to measure.

But I didn't expect Jiang Xun to come over again, "In April 1990, the day when Mr. Ying Ruocheng of the National Central Drama School gave classes to the students of Class 87 of Chinese Opera, Mr. Ying wandered alone outside the auditorium and met Mr. Cao Yu......"

Well, what kind of script is this?

Cao Yu was walking out, and his steps were obviously stagnant.

"Mr. Ying came to ask Mr. Cao Yu, did Mr. Dao write anything for Jiang Xun?

The gentleman said no.

Mr. Ying told Mr. Cao Yu - Mr. should write a little; Jiang Xun loves to read Mr.'s articles very much. ”

Everyone was still enduring it at first, but in the end, everyone couldn't hold it back, okay, in order to ask for words, even Mr. Lu Xun's article came out.

"You still write, if you don't write, Mr. Lu Xun won't agree." Ying Ruocheng laughed, looking at this clever young man, this young man, all over his body.

"Okay, write!" Mr. Cao Yu finally agreed, "Write it and frame it, you can get it." ”

That's what you promised? Really agreed?

This is the big event of this month's mid-term drama!

Jiang Xun won the award, and Cao Yu inscribed, making Jiang Xun more famous than the dean on campus!

He didn't have to wait long, and three days later, Mr. Cao Yu's car drove into the middle again

Play.

Uncle Shi, Mr. Cao Yu's driver, did not look for the dean or the teacher, and directly found Jiang Xun, "You are Jiang Xun, Mr. Cao Yu specially told Guo Yu to send this and these things to you." ”

Oh, coffee makers, coffee, cookies, bread, cowboy hats......

Jiang Xun was a little excited for a while, "By the way, don't you want Mr.'s words, they have already been framed, look at ......"