The rise of the country from the entertainment industry

Chapter 88 Actor?Salary holders! (Please recommend, please follow up)

(This chapter recommends the single cycle Tan Jing's version of "Red Ling")
The lights on the stage dimmed slowly, making it almost invisible, but the sound of shouts and guns became more and more obvious, and the whole world seemed to be in despair.

In the lingering and melodious tune, the laughter of the two Japanese invaders was so piercing, the audience in the audience and in front of the screen couldn't help clenching their teeth, and anger emerged in their hearts.

For a moment, a red light glowed on the big screen, and the originally beautiful theater ignited a fire.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Tianming took a step forward, his mellow voice was slightly hoarse, a little tougher than Jiang Xiao's voice, and it seemed to be telling a story in everyone's ears:
[The play is folded, the water sleeves rise and fall]

[Sing joys and sorrows, sing separation and reunion, nothing to do with me]

[Fans open and close, gongs and drums ring and are silent]

[Love in the play, outsider, who can tell]

【Used to blend joy, anger, sorrow and joy into ink and ink】

[So what if the cliché sings through, the bones and ashes are all mine]

[Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burning mountains and rivers]

[I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me]

At the moment when Zhao Tianming sang, the charming actor stepped back slowly, and under the watchful eyes of the two Japanese invaders, he danced back behind the dark curtain with small steps and disappeared from everyone's sight.

After only a moment, the light hit the curtain, and the originally tender and tender actress Hua Dan disappeared, and turned into a martial artist with facial makeup, holding a spear, and wearing a white shirt.

The two Japanese invaders woke up startled, drew out their long swords angrily, and stepped forward to meet the long soldier in white.

[The people in the audience walked by, but the old color was not seen]

【The people on the stage are singing, heartbreaking farewell song】

[Love words are hard to write, she sings and must be reconciled with blood]

[The curtain starts, the curtain ends, and the guest is finally]

He was dressed in white, and under the reflection of the fire, he seemed to be on fire. The spear in his hand was like a dragon, elegant and powerful at the same time, which made the two Japanese invaders in a dilemma.

Some hatreds can only be met with an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, and blood for blood!eye for eye! !

【Love Plum Seriously】

【Turning back is a mirage】

That martial artist struck fiercely, but his singing was still slow, soft and graceful, mellow and soft, melodious and slow.

Everyone seemed to have seen an actor dancing in the flames, with a gentle and quiet mouth, but with an angry face, and with a spear in his hand, he decapitated the intruder who was originally invincible.

But at this time, Qiu Qiao and the two on the stage had an accident.

Jiang Li's eyes were too fierce at this moment, and he pressed down with force, and stabbed straight at him with a long spear. This posture seemed to really kill the two of them, and it only made them tremble with fear and chills.

So even though they knew it was a prop, they still instinctively took a small step back, but it was this small step that disrupted their steps, and they stumbled together instantly.

Seeing that the two were about to fall, Jiang Li's eyes were fixed, and his footsteps moved to the sides of the two. The spear that was originally stabbing straight was changed to a side shot on the back, and Qiu Qiao and the two took advantage of the momentum to stagger forward dramatically.

The three of them resumed their rhythm and fought together. The few knowledgeable people present broke into a cold sweat secretly, but Xu Xin, who was on the judges' seat, had a bright eye and a small plan in his heart.

[I also asked Qinghuang, and I also sang about the rise and fall]

[The Tao is ruthless, the Tao is sentimental, how to think about it]

[The Tao is ruthless, the Tao is sentimental, how to think about it]

Jiang Li's opera tone is gentle and delicate, with a bit of sadness, and the "clang" is not only sad, but the sadness contains heroism and anger.

Some things, some history, will be imprinted in the soul of a nation.

Maybe it will be fine on weekdays, but once an opportunity arises, it will boil over.

On the screen behind us is the enemy artillery unleashing on our land, burning our cities and killing our compatriots. The sky was blackened by gunpowder smoke, and the earth was stained red by blood.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, blazing from all directions, and the flames soaring into the sky suddenly turned the sky and the earth into red!

The emotions of the audience were also like that flame, which erupted in an instant. Various national curses and shielding words appeared in the live broadcast room, and everyone in front of the screen jumped up.

【Wang Yanyun and Bianliang Dream】

The theater behind him has collapsed, the flame in my heart has not been extinguished, and the lingering sound has not yet ended.

On the entire stage, the red flames soaring into the sky gradually extinguished and became dim.

Everyone could no longer see the "red" white dress in the center of the stage, but they could still hear that sonorous and powerful voice.

How can an actor be ruthless?I also asked about black and white, blue and yellow, and I also sang about the rise and fall!

Guotai Min'an has made me a lowly actor, loved by people, gained fame, and became a well-known actor.

Nowadays, the mountains and rivers are precarious, and the low position does not dare to forget to worry about the country. The history may not leave a name, but it has repaid the country's favor!
On that big screen, raging fire gradually flowed outwards, and then converged into two burning characters.

His name is "Red Ling"! !

A few minutes later, the lingering sound faded away, and the audience came back to their senses, applauding and applauding instantly.

The lights were gathered on the stage, Jiang Li stood in the center wearing a white costume, and the other four teammates gathered around him.

They were obviously still in an extremely excited state, and their breathing was a little short. Qiu Qiao and Jiang Li looked at each other, and the apology in their eyes was obvious.

But he just shook his head invisibly and smiled reassuringly.

In order to present a sufficiently enthusiastic stage, the performers themselves must mobilize their emotions.

But when they rehearse, there is no stage effect, and there is no such audience.

Jiang Li has rich stage experience and will be relatively calm, but Qiu Qiao and the others are just students who have just graduated from university. They have never seen such a big scene, and they are overwhelmed by his momentum under nervousness. It is normal for them to make mistakes.

On the contrary, Jiang Li got into the drama too deeply and overestimated the two's ability to bear it.

However, when a beam of light hit, Jiang Li suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help but froze for a moment.

The old man in the audience was sitting in a wheelchair, and two middle-aged men bowed slightly to protect him.

It was Jiang Li's master Deng Guozhong, as well as his second and third senior brothers.

Seeing the younger brother looking over, the second senior brother nodded to him solemnly, and the third senior brother winked at him playfully.

Unexpectedly, after not coming back for such a long time, the junior brother grew up so fast. Not only was he able to adapt the master's experience into a song, but he also used this stage to fulfill his promise with the master.

After three days of farewell, we will treat each other with admiration!

The old man also had some emotion on his face, he shook his head, and nodded his apprentice a few times with a smile.

When he came to Jiang Li this time, he just wanted to stand up and frighten those wolves, tigers and leopards. He also specially called the second apprentice and the third apprentice, but the youngest apprentice gave him a big surprise.

This song and this story made him, who is now in his prime, seem to have returned to the original 26 years of the Republic of China.

Back to the era when the mountains and rivers were broken and the life experience was ups and downs, and I saw the man who burned like a flame and died in the flames again.

That was Deng Guozhong's master, Sheng Sheng...

(End of this chapter)