Start with the script kill shop

Chapter 531 Commercial Movies and Literary Movies

At 7 o'clock, "Mulberry Picking Girl" officially started.

With the accompaniment of the soundtrack masters on both sides of the stage, under the excellent stage lighting effect, and Feng Ling's sad father, the story of the mulberry girl officially kicked off.

There was silence among the auditorium on the first floor, and all eyes were on the stage. There are not many actors in "Mulberry Picking Girl", and the setting is very simple, but after the theater is renovated, the stage is more than doubled in size. If the arrangement is not reasonable, the stage will appear very empty.

Of course, the performance of "Mulberry Picking Girl" will not have this problem.

If Feng Ling can't even solve this small problem, the drama she sang in Feng's class as a pillar and waited for all those years will be sung in vain.

Compared with the quietness of the auditorium on the first floor, the boxes on the second floor are relatively noisy.The people sitting in the same box are all their own people, and a few comments in a low voice will not hinder the people around them from listening to the play, so naturally they speak without any scruples.

"There's something wrong with the lighting in this theater." Ge Hong, the strongest relation among the theater owners, said.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while experts watch the way.Most of the actors and industry practitioners sitting on the first floor are more concerned about the quality of opera and the level of actors, while the theater owners in the boxes on the second floor are more concerned about the decoration of the theater and various facilities of the theater.

Anyway, Samsung’s decoration doesn’t cost money. While Wang Xinghua designed the theater after the Forbidden City, trying to use white marble for the floor and huanghuali wood for the fence, she didn’t forget the hardware that a modern theater should be equipped with.

Stage lighting is one of them.

When Wang Xinghua completed the design of the theater, the troupe hadn't gone out on tour yet. At that time, the biggest theaters she saw were the big theaters in Peking.Adhering to the spirit of not needing money anyway, I want what other people have, and I have to have what others don’t have, Wang Xinghua basically followed the gourd painting, searched the Internet on the basis of the facilities of major theaters in Peking, and found The most expensive facility she could find was safe and secure.

This act of plucking wool changed the facilities of the theater from shot to shot, and it was close to the top theaters.

For a play, the script is very important, the actors are very important, and the stage and supporting facilities are equally important.

Taking lighting as an example, ancient opera performances are usually open-air or semi-open-air, in order to use natural light as a light source.If it is a night performance, large lanterns will be hung on both sides of the stage as an artificial light source, and a lantern show will directly evolve in the back.

When Wang Xinghua was still alive, the world she lived in already had electric lights.But because the electricity cost money, the lights themselves cost money, and the electricity bill was so expensive that Mr. Wang was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe, so there were no lights in theaters at that time.

The stage is not in a fully enclosed indoor building, the stage itself is open to the air.The structure of the theater is surrounded by buildings, and the open space in the middle, which is similar to a courtyard, is the stage. The audience watches the play in the building, and the actors perform in the sun.

When there is a performance at night, candles are lit, and candles are placed around the stage, three floors inside and three floors outside.Candles shine on beauties, Wang Pingxiu relies on this method to help many young and beautiful troupe members who do not sing very well.

Using candles as stage lighting effects is something that was done in the period when there were no electric lights.

Now with the development of science and technology, more than a dozen types of stage lights can be subdivided, and there are naturally more and more tricks that can be played with lighting special effects.

But it all comes at a price.

The price is - money.

Good lighting costs money.

Why did the Fangyuan Theater run by Ge Hong gain a certain reputation in Shanghai in a short period of time, becoming what everyone calls a newly opened theater?

Because he wasted money.

A lot of money wasted.

There is also a lot of money that was wronged.

It is precisely because Ge Hong has spent unjustly money that he knows how much money it would cost to produce such light effects on the stage.

Let's put it this way, before the official performance of "Mulberry Picking Girl", Ge Hong thought that he was a well-known victim in the theater circle.

Fangyuan Theater has many theaters, large theaters, good facilities, and expensive facilities, so expensive that the price/performance ratio is extremely low, and now Ge Hong thinks about his mental journey when he bought those equipments.

Now Ge Hong feels that he is okay.

The more expensive equipment he wasn't thinking of buying at the time was bought for him.

What he didn't see then, he sees now.

The effect is very good, but if such a good effect is based on doubling the price... Ge Hong thinks it is unnecessary.

Ge Hong looked at the decoration in the private room, thought about the decoration style of the entire theater he saw when he came in, and recalled the various equipment that he had been tempted to buy, but in the end he was still not willing to buy.

Ge Hong couldn't help sighing: "Boss Jiang is still rich."

Yang Chaoge and Manager Zhu in the private room:?

Boss, would you like to take a look at the industries owned by you, the industries owned by your father, the industries owned by your mother, and the industries owned by your grandparents?

You actually lamented that Boss Jiang is rich.

So now the question is, even Ge Hong thinks that Jiang Qi is rich, how rich is Jiang Qi?

At this moment, Jiang Qi, who seems to be very rich but has not yet paid off the debt, is sitting in the monitoring room with Wang Xinghua and Wang Pingxiu watching the monitoring.

Yes, Wang Xinghua did not forget the monitoring room when designing the theater.

The three of them each had a small notebook, and each of them stared at several monitors, trying to record information in the small notebook.

Wang Pingxiu is responsible for recording information, Wang Xinghua is responsible for hard work, and Jiang Qi is responsible for discovering the direction of hard work.

After working hard for more than half an hour, Jiang Qi, who had only memorized three sentences in his notebook, glanced sideways at Wang Pingxiu, who was furiously writing, and glanced at the monitoring screen from time to time, who had already written seven or eight sheets of paper. Can do anything.

I really don't have this talent.

How can there be so much content to remember, isn't everyone watching the show seriously?

There is not even a mobile phone player, and everyone is staring at each other. Looking at the monitor screen, it seems that everyone has the same expression at first glance, and there is no information to record at all.

Wang Pingxiu wrote seven or eight pages, Wang Xinghua only had one side, and Jiang Qi only three sentences.

Sentence 7: Seat 9 in row [-] drank three cups of grass juice.

The second sentence: Seats 7 in row 9 took advantage of the gap between the first act and the second act to go to the toilet.

Sentence 7: Seat 13 in row [-] has been writing in a notebook, suspected of being a commercial espionage.

The third sentence was also crossed out by Jiang Qi, because he checked the information when he really didn't know what to write down, and found that the 3th row and 7th seat was a serious and responsible reporter. He used a notebook to write something, probably because he wanted to write it down. Go back and write reports on the content of the opera "Mulberry Picking Girl".

Jiang Qi thought for a while, and changed the third sentence to: Reporter Li in the 3th row and 7th seat is serious and responsible, and you can add money to let him write two more reports.

"Xinghua." Jiang Qi poked Wang Xinghua's arm with a pen, "What's the point of us sitting here and recording the audience's reaction? Can this also reveal the personality traits and interpersonal relationships of the people present?"

Wang Xinghua nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Qi: ?
Wang Xinghua glanced at Jiang Qi's third sentence, and pointed to it: "Boss, didn't you see it too? Reporter Li really wanted to write a report."

Wang Pingxiu looked up at the right time and started teaching: "Boss, look at her."

Jiang Qi followed where Wang Pingxiu pointed, and saw a beautiful female audience sitting in the middle of the third row with a very elegant and straight posture, wearing a red wool coat, with her chin slightly raised, staring at the stage and watching the show seriously like everyone else.

Jiang Qi checked the seating chart, and flipped through Wang Pingxiu's small notebook for recording information.

Cai Jiamin, a well-known opera actor, whose master is a famous opera actor, and whose parents are also literary and art workers, is a frequent guest at evening shows, and has also participated in the Spring Festival Gala of operas. He is a very important actor among the audience.

"What happened to her?" Jiang Qi asked.

"She has a problem with Little Bailing."

Jiang Qi: ? ? ?
Jiang Qi turned to Wang Xinghua, "Did you offend her during the tour?"

Wang Xinghua repeatedly complained: "Impossible, we have never seen her when we were on tour. An actor of her level would not be signed to work in a fixed theater alone for a theater. She is a big fish I caught when I cast a wide net. , I thought it was a fat fish at first!"

"She may simply be upset watching Xiao Bailing." Wang Pingxiu said, "She thinks Xiao Bailing is a young, impetuous person who is good at hype, acting in some so-called new dramas with no level and connotation, and is popular with the audience. He is a ignorant person who brings the bad atmosphere of the entertainment industry to the conservative opera circle."

Jiang Qi & Wang Xinghua:?
Jiang Qi: "You also said that you didn't offend her."

Wang Xinghua: "The conscience of heaven and earth, we have never seen her! I picked her up today, and she doesn't even know me."

After complaining, Wang Xinghua asked her father for help: "Father, how do you know?"

"I overheard it." Wang Pingxiu said calmly.

Jiang Qi: ? ? ?
Did you really lie under someone's bed and eavesdrop?

"She has never seen the official performance of "The Legend of the Emperor", and at the same time, she doesn't believe how outstanding her singing and acting skills are at Feng Ling's age. In addition, Feng Ling does not have a famous teacher, and she was born in a famous family. Just look down on Feng Ling."

"At the same time, due to Feng Ling's rise to fame last year, she somewhat stole her limelight. She was dissatisfied, jealous, and a little contemptuous. This time she accepted the invitation to watch the premiere with the mentality of watching a joke. "

"Dad, you overheard this too?"

"This is what I analyzed."

Wang Xinghua felt that she understood: "So, the script we sent her now is a senior in the industry who has been slapped in the face. After she finished watching the performance of "Mulberry Picking Girl", she found that Feng Ling deserved her name. He also loves talents, so he used his connections and influence in the industry to go crazy with Feng Ling and help Feng Ling reach the sky!"

Wang Pingxiu: ...

Wang Pingxiu looked at his daughter helplessly, hesitated to speak, and continued after a long time: "Actually, the story will most likely be based on the fact that she found that Feng Ling's level and talent were far above her own, and she was afraid that Feng Ling would take her place." , use all means to pour dirty water on Feng Ling, and trample her to death in advance."

When Jiang Qi heard the father and daughter tell two versions of the novel, he couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis: "Then... which direction is the story going now?"

"I don't know." Wang Pingxiu said.

Jiang Qi & Wang Xinghua:? ? ?
Wang Pingxiu was also very helpless: "Although monitoring is very good and convenient, it is too blurry to see the expression clearly."

"It's just that the monitoring can be pulled on people's faces like the TV series Xinghua usually watches... What's that called? Oh, close-up! It would be great if I could see the micro-expressions clearly!"

Jiang Qi: ...

This is what makes it difficult for you to monitor.

Lat close-up is the work of a professional camera, and monitoring is really impossible.

"Father, what should we do now?" Wang Xinghua didn't expect that a hidden landmine would come from her invitations everywhere, and she was flustered.

"Just pay a little attention, don't worry too much."

"The drama is bigger than the sky. If you are a little stronger than others, others will remember you. You are much stronger than others, so strong that they cannot be compared, and others will only look up to you."

"To add insult to injury, those things only happen when one's own abilities are not good enough. In our Liyuan business, as long as the show is good and the show is popular, where does the boss hold his peers and respect him?"

"Those who marry into rich families as concubines are the ones in our troupe who are destined not to be able to rely on singing for a lifetime. The real red horns, who would want to marry those dudes or old enough to be their own fathers?" People, I don’t know how many concubines.”

"Of course, except for those who are particularly rich and powerful."

"We are not a grass-roots troupe to be bullied. Our boss wants money, power, and connections. At that time, we were the guests of the major theater troupes wherever we went, and we deserved it. We have nothing to fear and guard against."

Jiang Qi coughed lightly twice.

Leader Feng, the rainbow fart is a bit exaggerated.

Wang Xinghua understood.

To sum it up in one sentence:

With SSR, capricious!
"If it's not important, then why are we recording everyone's reactions here?" Wang Xinghua asked soulfully.

Wang Pingxiu glanced at Jiang Qi quietly, seeing that he didn't respond, he said earnestly: "Xinghua, there is nothing important or unimportant about work. It seems unimportant now, but what if you can remember the important ones? "

"Running a theatrical troupe is to collect all the information that can be collected as much as possible. Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared!"

Wang Xinghua realized again.

Jiang Qi took a few glances at the surveillance camera and couldn't sit still.

Watching surveillance is a boring and tedious thing.

If I hadn't watched the rehearsal of "Mulberry Picking Girl", I really didn't like this kind of literary film, and because of Wang Pingxiu and Wang Xinghua's small black books, Jiang Qi suddenly became very interested in the way the father and daughter collect information. Jiang Qi It is also impossible to sit in the monitoring room and cosplay intelligence personnel.

Now I have experienced what I should experience, I know what I should know, my curiosity has been satisfied, Jiang Qi is not interested in staying in the monitoring room anymore, put down his notebook and pen and go for a stroll backstage.

As soon as Jiang Qi left, Wang Pingxiu's face changed instantly, from a serious working state to an old father's mode of hating iron for nothing.

Wang Pingxiu walked quickly to the door of the monitoring room, made sure the door was closed tightly, and then said in a good voice: "Xinghua, how can you behave like this in front of the boss?"

"Is the presence and absence of the boss the same?"

Wang Xinghua:?

Shouldn't it be the same whether the boss is present or not?
"Father knows that writing and drawing in front of the surveillance is boring and meaningless, but the boss is interested in this. The boss wants to know how we collect information, so you can show it to the boss, and make up some boss stories when appropriate. Tell him interesting stories."

"You have to keep the boss interested in you, so that the boss can continue to pay attention to you!"

Wang Xinghua:? ? ?

"Dad, did you make up that story just now???"

"That's right." Wang Pingxiu said, "Otherwise, father is not as invisible as you were before. Where can father go to eavesdrop on other people's conversations?"

"So that Cai Jiamin..."

"I was simply invited to watch the premiere of "The Girl Picking Mulberries". Look at the surveillance, they are so devoted to watching, standard theater fans!"

At this moment, a sentence emerged in Wang Xinghua's heart: My father and I are heart-to-heart, and my father and I are playing brains.

"How can there be so much suppression, suspicion, and jealousy in our industry? These things are played by low-level people and people like your father and me who have no good prospects."

"What level of actor is Feng Ling? She came from a grass-roots troupe, and no one taught her to sing to this level by herself. Suppressing her? I'm crazy to do this."

"The one named Luo in Sixi Ban was the one who offended the high-ranking officials in the capital and was finally skinned. Isn't he skinny and shameless? It's impossible for Luo to do that, and Luo will only hire robbers Kill all the people in Feng Ling's theater troupe, and tie Feng Ling here to sign the contract of sale. At the same time, protect Feng Ling so that he will not be seen by those masters and marry back as his concubine."

"When Feng Ling's level reaches Feng Ling's level, it's no longer relying on her to support the entire theater troupe, but relying on her to support a small half of the industry."

"You don't know, your father and I met this kind of actor when we first entered the industry. At that time, he sang whatever he sang, and I don't know how many ordinary people in the countryside became famous because they had heard of this actor's name. I am willing to spend two pennies for a few sips of tea and listen to the same opera performed by the grass troupe in the countryside."

"He is the only one who has supported countless poor literati and grassroots teams who wrote drama books."

"It's a pity, heaven is jealous of talents, I didn't pay attention to eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year and choked myself to death."

"Because of this incident, there are no dumplings in the troupe."

Wang Xinghua: ...

No wonder she never saw dumplings in the troupe when she was alive, Wang Xinghua always thought it was because her father didn't like dumplings.

No, during the Chinese New Year this year, all the employees of the amusement park ate dumplings in the troupe.

Wang Xinghua thought about it, and decided not to tell her father about it.

"By the way, Xinghua, did you not leave a place for the boss when you lined up the seats? Why didn't the boss watch the premiere?" Wang Pingxiu asked seriously.

"I rehearsed for the boss, but the boss didn't want to watch it." Wang Xinghua said, "The boss watched the rehearsal, in his own words. He can understand it, but he doesn't like it. It’s no different from watching a literary film.”

"He knows it well, but he just doesn't appreciate it."

Wang Pingxiu nodded, picked up a pen and wrote down the information in his notebook.

Wang Xinghua leaned over to see what Wang Pingxiu wrote.

A brand new page, with only a sentence on it that is not very good-looking:

The boss doesn't know how to play.

Wang Pingxiu looked at this sentence, thought about it, crossed out and blacked it out, and rewritten it as:
The boss likes popular operas.

"Xinghua, you told me before, what is the opposite of a literary film?"

"Commercial Film."

Wang Pingxiu picked up a pen and wrote a note on the back.

(Commercial Film)

(End of this chapter)