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Jiang Cheng asked, "Film school?"

Shen Hengyu smiled lightly: "Yes, the leader is Director Xi. The filmmakers of their era had a belief in film in their hearts. They wanted to set up a film school, probably because they wanted to look in the mirror for this era. .”

Jiang Cheng nodded, and looked up at Shen Hengyu again. His throat rolled up and down, and there seemed to be waves surging in his eyes, but in the end, everything returned to calm, and he only said sincerely: "Thank you, Teacher Shen."

The play was at 19:30 in the evening. At the Capital Theater, I arrived more than an hour earlier. Shen Hengyu took Jiang Cheng to the backstage to say hello.A man in a light-colored gown saw Shen Hengyu from afar, beckoned, with the corners of his mouth raised, showing a handsome and coquettish smile: "Mr. Shen is here?"

Shen Hengyu slightly nodded at that person: "Han Qing."

Han Qing was still smiling, but his eyes shifted to Jiang Cheng, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "This little brother looks familiar, where is he from?"

Jiang Cheng smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Han praised me. I'm not from any place. Today, I'm here to learn what a real performance is under Mr. Shen's favor."

Hearing this, Han Qing didn't show politeness to Jiang Cheng. He raised his chin, a little arrogantly: "Then we have to perform well today, and we can't lose face for Teacher Shen."

Shen Hengyu patted Han Qing's shoulder, and said no more: "I took Jiang Cheng to sit in the auditorium, please wait carefully."

Han Qing said hello, and smiled: "Mr. Shen, you will take a good look at it later. How does my Zhou Ping compare to Li Chuan back then?"

Shen Hengyu walked a few steps, turned around and sighed: "Why do you compare yourself to him?"

Han Qing shook his head, like a wayward child: "I am willing, I like it, and I will compare with him."

Seeing Shen Hengyu frowned, Jiang Cheng helplessly rubbed the space between his brows away, and didn't reply to Han Qing's words, but just led Jiang Cheng to the audience.

Jiang Cheng felt a little unbelievable, he really couldn't see that Han Qing and Li Chuan would be two related people.

Li Chuan is a well-known actor. In the film industry, he is the guarantee of box office. In variety shows, the jokes are in the mud. He has done everything.And Han Qing, a drama actor from Renyi, has a handsome appearance, clean and pure eyes, like a teenager.

The difference between these two people is really huge.

Shen Hengyu sat down and asked Jiang Cheng: "Have you heard about the drama "Thunderstorm" before?"

Jiang Cheng nodded: "There was a passage in the high school Chinese textbook, and we watched a movie at the time."

Shen Hengyu turned his head and looked into Jiang Cheng's eyes: "Do you remember anything?"

"Fanyi." Jiang Cheng gave the answer without much hesitation.

Shen Hengyu was not surprised by this answer: "You were only sixteen or seventeen years old when you saw Lei Yu. At that age, a woman like Fan Yi is indeed very attractive to you. She is beautiful, passionate, and loves vigorously. , I really like it."

Jiang Cheng met Shen Hengyu's gaze and shook his head slightly: "That's not the case, Mr. Shen, I don't like or dislike Fanyi, but when I see her, I will think of... my mother."

Shen Hengyu was taken aback, why did Fanyi remind Jiang Cheng of his mother?This is really an intriguing question.

Are two people equally beautiful and passionate, or are they equally lonely and painful?Or... Shen Hengyu might as well make a bold guess, perhaps, it is the same unfortunate marriage as Fanyi and Zhou Puyuan.

He tried to ask something more. At this time, the curtain on the stage was slowly drawn up, and Jiang Cheng's eyes moved away from Shen Hengyu, and returned to the stage again.

The drama begins.

Prologue: a large living room, with two large doors in the room, the doors are very heavy, carved with old semi-Western patterns, and in front of the door hangs a thick brown curtain full of spots, the pattern of which has been woven The thread is off, and there is a hole in the middle.

At the opening, there are bells outside, and the singing of the hymn and the sound of the organ come from the church next to it.

"Strange, the Zhou family has such a nice house, why did they sell it to the hospital?"

"I'm not sure... I heard that three people, a man and a woman, died in this house one night."

"Really?"

"Ah."

In came a pale old man in a well-worn old fur coat.He came in and took off his hat, his hair gray and his eyes calm and melancholy.His chin had a short pale beard and his face was wrinkled.He was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. He took them off after entering the door and put them in the glasses case. His hands trembled -- he rubbed them and coughed weakly twice.

The music outside stopped.

Jiang Cheng seemed to be holding his breath. He looked at the old man on the stage without blinking. At this moment, it seemed that he was not in the theater, but returned to a snowy afternoon decades ago.

Out of the corner of Shen Hengyu's eyes, Jiang Cheng was swept away. There was only a faint light in the auditorium, but Jiang Cheng's eyes were very bright, like stars in a summer night, hanging on the sky, even after hundreds of millions of light-years away, they could still be seen its light.

Shen Hengyu hopes that Jiangcheng can feel what a real performance is here, even if it is just a little bit.

Compared with other performance methods, open drama brings immersive performances, and audiences who really understand can't help but be brought into the story.

This is the beauty of acting, a unique way of expressing and telling.

In the last scene of the play, the scene returned to the half-old house at the beginning, and the group of people who appeared at the beginning were talking the same thing again, but looking at it now, the mood has long been worse than before.

Finally, the curtain call of the drama, the lights came on, and the actors came out one by one to call the curtain amidst the brisk music, two nuns in the church, several servants of Zhou’s house, sister and brother, Lu Gui and Lu Shiping, Lu Dahai And Lu Sifeng, Zhou Ping and Zhou Chong, Zhou Puyuan and Fanyi.They stood neatly in a row in the center of the stage, arm in arm, and bowed deeply to the audience.

Jiang Cheng's eyes fell on Han Qing who played Zhou Ping. Han Qing had a lively smile on his face at the moment, and he was completely different from the cowardly, compromising, vacillating and contradictory young master of the Zhou family just now.

Jiang Cheng secretly admired the reborn performance, and then sighed again.

Shen Hengyu looked at Jiangcheng and said, "Do you want to stay here for a while, or leave?"

Jiang Cheng looked at the stage reluctantly: "Later, Mr. Shen, have you acted in a drama before?"

Shen Hengyu nodded: "I have acted, and now I will act occasionally when I have time. Don't look at the performance for more than two hours, in fact, the rehearsal time for a play is not short."

Jiang Cheng frowned, as if remembering something old, he suddenly smiled: "Mr. Shen, I actually acted in a play. Back in high school, it was silly. Our class arranged a play for the school art festival, and I acted in it." A teacher. Although everyone doesn’t understand anything, it’s quite interesting in retrospect. Although they are all students, everyone is very attentive. The script, costumes, props, positioning, lines... have been honed over and over again, compared to now Many crews are still interesting in filming."

The corners of Shen Hengyu's mouth also turned up, and he praised sincerely: "That's really good. Since we stayed until the end of the show, let's go say hello to Han Qing and the others before leaving."

Jiang Cheng nodded happily: "Teacher Han really interpreted the role of Zhou Ping very well. Compared with the kind of outgoing and emotionally explosive characters, Zhou Ping, a character with rich layers and contradictions, really needs to be played well. It’s not easy. Teacher Han’s every move makes people feel full of emotion, I really admire it.”

Shen Hengyu was quite surprised: "You take it seriously?"

Jiang Cheng shook his head, glanced around, and saw that there was no one around, so he dared to stand up and stretched his waist: "Don't dare not be serious. In fact, I have thought a lot these days. From why I took this road, I thought of The big and small things that happened after I walked on this road, I also thought about what I would do in the future..."

When he said this, Jiang Cheng smiled, touched his head in embarrassment, and sighed softly: "I am no longer a child."

Seeing Jiang Cheng like this, Shen Hengyu suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart. He also stood up, put his hand on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, and patted comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, growing up is not a bad thing. It's just It means that you have more freedom of choice and more responsibilities.”

"En." Jiang Cheng nodded emphatically.

Shen Hengyu and Jiang Cheng went to the backstage together again, and Han Qing was happily discussing with the people beside him what to eat later, whether to cook a hot pot, eat skewers, or eat grilled fish. Have a couple of beers.

Shen Hengyu walked over and flicked his forehead: "I want to eat again."

Han Qing raised his head, smiling until his eyes narrowed: "Mr. Shen came to see my play, it's fine if you don't send flowers, but you still talk about me, what kind of world is this, it's unreasonable to give people a way to live !"

Shen Hengyu smiled, and spread his hands: "You return the pot of jasmine that was removed from my yard last time."

Han Qing hurriedly waved his hands: "What did Teacher Shen say? How can someone return someone's flowers after giving them away? It's so unruly." Jiang Cheng behind him: "Xiao Jiang, are we going to have dinner together later?"

Jiang Cheng was taken aback, almost frightened by Han Qing's enthusiasm, he didn't know what to say for a while, subconsciously, he bowed to Han Qing: "Mr. Han, your Zhou Ping is really good."

Han Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he stood up straight, walked over to support Jiang Cheng with both hands, then looked at Shen Hengyu, and said angrily: "You usually treat other children harshly, look how frightened you are ?”

Shen Hengyu laughed softly, and looked back at Jiang Cheng with gentle eyes: "It's too late for me to like him, so I don't want to treat him harshly. I haven't said that you scared my baby, but you talked about me first. I haven't seen you for a few days, Han Qing, your ability to make excuses is getting better and better."

Han Qing laughed so hard when he heard this.Shen Hengyu stopped talking to him, and asked Jiang Cheng, "Do you want to have dinner with them? They are easy-going people, so don't worry."

Jiang Cheng looked up at Shen Hengyu in surprise, hesitated for a while, and nodded.

The author has something to say:

I... cheated again, I always feel like I'm going to lose my favorite QAQ

Read it silently three times, study hard, don't procrastinate, try to update yourself

This time I really won't stop updating!I swear!I swear by my final exam grades!

Note: This chapter quotes part of the script of "Thunderstorm"