Mr Gingerbread

Han Qiaoyang made arrangements very quickly. Lu Ming just agreed on the weekend, and called on Monday to ask if he could go there today.

Lu Ming said, "I don't have much class in the afternoon, so I'll be there after four o'clock?"

Han Qiaoyang was very happy, and thanked him one after another: "Yes, yes, thank you Lu Ming, you really helped me a lot."

Han Qiaoyang wanted the driver to pick him up, but Lu Ming quickly stopped him, saying, "No, brother, don't bother, I'll go there by myself in the afternoon."

After finishing his work in the afternoon, Lu Ming strolled to the People's Art Theater.

When he got there, as soon as he told others, he was taken to meet a teacher.

The theater is rehearsing, the lights are on on the stage, several young actors are walking, holding script books to play against each other, standing next to a well-maintained middle-aged female teacher, looking about fifty years old, I was talking to them how to rehearse the play.The person who brought Lu Ming over called her: "Teacher Song!"

The female teacher heard it, said something to the people next to him and gave them the notebook, walked over by herself, and said with a smile: "This must be Lu Ming, right? My surname is Song, Song Jingqiu."

Lu Ming shook hands with her. Ms. Song was amiable and very warm to Lu Ming, and she took him to the props department in person.As she was walking, she talked to Lu Ming and asked him, "Little Lu, where is your hometown?"

Lu Ming said: "Lu City."

Song Jingqiu was very happy, and said: "Yo, I'm still a fellow, and my hometown is also there. My father dragged his family over there. I was born in Beijing, so I took this name. My elder brother's name is better. Remember, because I was born in Lu City, Tai'an is also a place name..." She was chatting with Lu Ming when someone came over and called her teacher.

The person who came said: "Teacher Song, something happened to the props team, a prop wall was broken."

Song Jingqiu said: "Which one, it can't be the one on the mountain wall?"

The man looked sad, and said: "That's the one. If the other two big ones, it can be used as a stage special effect, but this one really won't work."

This scene is about worshiping the Buddha, and there is a part that requires the actors to chisel the props twice on the stone wall to "carve" a stone Buddha. Previously, the idea was to paint murals on the foamy mountain and play with light and shadow to make it come alive. But now there is a problem with the material. When it meets water, the mural bursts from the middle.

Lu Ming thought for a while and said, "Can I see it?"

Song Jingqiu was a little surprised, but she still took him over. She didn't think it would be difficult for the child, and she just asked him to write a few words or something to chat for a while.When I went over to look, the Buddha statue on the mural had been broken. The board was not good, and it was accidentally soaked in water, and it split from the middle.

Song Jingqiu roughly told him about the plot, and then said: "It's the plot of chiseling out this Buddha statue. At the beginning, the rockery wall was made to protrude, just to make a three-dimensional point, and the lighting also looks real..."

Lu Ming listened carefully, asked her about the size and model in a low voice, and said, "Are you in a hurry? How long will it take?"

Song Jingqiu made some calculations and said, "The performance will be at the end of this month. There will be a total of nine performances until the 8th of next month."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "Okay, let me make you a small statue. If you don't use it often and just go through the motions, you can make do with it."

Song Jingqiu was a little surprised: "Would you still do this?"

Lu Ming nodded and said: "It's simple, I'll get some wire and mud later, and I'll use it a few times. If the statue doesn't dry out, it's not a big problem. As long as the surface layer is dry, I will use it a few times. Apply several coats of paint to cover the overturned mud color."

Song Jingqiu was overjoyed. Just hearing what Lu Ming said, he knew it was much better than what they had prepared before, so he hurriedly followed him to prepare things.After buying some thick wire and mud nearby, Lu Ming discussed the specific details with the prop teacher next to him, listened to what he said in a low voice, rolled up his sleeves while nodding and began to get busy.

Because of the urgency, Lu Ming didn't make a formal sculpture, so he simply made a "one-off" one, which can be used for a few days.I tied the frame with wire, started to pile mud again, and quickly got out the big shape. I put it to dry in the shade, went to get paper and pen, and discussed with the prop teacher while drawing.

When Lu Ming came, he acted as a helper. He didn't fight or grab, he was low-key, and he listened carefully to the opinions of the teachers in the theater. Soon everyone called him "Xiao Lu" one by one.

Lu Ming planned to help him make a half-faced sculpture, and the other half was fixed and connected to the mountain wall with wire, so that the drying speed of only half in the shade would be much faster.Then I found plaster and made a sandwich shell, so that when the actors chisel directly on the stage, the fragments are more realistic, as if they were carved out.

Everyone was overjoyed. The play pays attention to an atmosphere, especially the close distance between the stage and the audience. Such props are the best.

But some people wondered: "Unfortunately, this plaster layer is a one-time use, and it is very realistic. If it is broken, how will it be used..."

Lu Ming said: "The Buddha statue inside doesn't move it. I'll make a few more shells on the outside, and then it will be glued on. How many do we use?"

The other party was very happy: "How about nine games, Xiao Lu will make nine?"

Lu Ming said: "Then prepare twelve, and let the actors and teachers practice the rest."

The prop teacher patted him on the shoulder, smiled, wishing he could stay in the group.

Lu Ming is never too dirty when working. He mixed the paint with his hands and created the effect directly. I don't know how his hands are so skillful. He touched a few times on the foam wall, and the colors passed layer by layer. It really became a weather-beaten stone wall.

Lu Ming's skill in making such a set of props is familiar with the people in the theater.Song Jingqiu was especially kind to him. These days, he often strolled over to see him. He looked him up and down, and he was full of liking. Sometimes he asked someone to bring water to Lu Ming, and sometimes he asked him to get off the ladder to rest. He liked him very much.

Someone joked: "Mr. Song, do you have a crush on him and want Xiao Lu to stay as an actor?"

Song Jingqiu said: "No, I just think this guy is really good." Seeing that the rehearsal was almost done, she put down the script and said, "You guys are practicing, I'll go and see Xiao Lu."

Song Jingqiu walked over and saw Lu Ming seriously began to paint the plaster shells. Twelve of them were neatly arranged there, and the painting was half small. Yes, it looks like a real mountain wall, and it will really look like that when it is glued on.

She looked at it for a while, walked over and handed Lu Ming a bottle of water, and said, "Xiao Lu is tired, come and drink some water and rest!"

Lu Ming put down his busy work and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Song, I still have a bottle here."

Song Jingqiu said: "Why are you so polite, you don't need to call me teacher, just call me auntie."

Lu Ming shouted, Ms. Song was very happy.

She came over to look at the murals and asked him, "I heard that you are from the Academy of Chinese Painting. Why, have you studied sculpture?"

Lu Ming said: "Personal hobbies, it happens that our Dean Sun used to study murals and stone carvings. When I was studying, I went to other departments to listen in for a few days. Academician Li from the Sculpture Department was there. Our dean asked me to steal it. teacher."

Song Jingqiu was amused by him, and looked down to see the redness on Lu Ming's wrist, and said, "Oh, what's the matter, it's broken?"

Lu Ming hurriedly said: "No, I didn't find the paint board just now, I just picked up a color, and I didn't pay attention to rubbing it on my hand." He didn't let Ms. Song touch it, and smiled: "Don't come here, I'm dirty Here, there is also lime powder..."

Song Jingqiu slapped him twice, and said with a smile: "What is this? When I first came to the theater, I was dirtier than you every day."

Lu Ming looked at her with a dignified body and a good temperament like a dancer who has been practicing for many years, which is a bit unimaginable.

Song Jingqiu said: "You don't believe it, do you?"

Lu Ming said honestly: "I can't imagine it..."

"I was in an art troupe back then, and I also acted in dramas at first," Song Jingqiu said to him with a smile: "One time, the clothes given by the prop teacher were not very strong, and I happened to be pregnant with my third child at that time. Bu Lu’s pants buttons were undone! How could this be possible? The audience closest to me was less than five meters away, and I couldn’t drop my pants in public. He didn't let go of his legs, and the old head was a little confused, that was an arranged marriage, I should have run off crying, what's going on here holding my legs and not leaving?"

Lu Ming listened amusedly, and asked, "Then what then?"

Song Jingqiu smiled and said: "Then our old troupe leader is an old actor after all, he has experience, and he knew something was wrong at a glance, so he immediately improvised and said, 'No matter what you say today, you have to go to my house' , and then dragged me back step by step. Later, the evaluation of that scene was quite good, everyone said that the acting was very good, but no one knew that it was a problem with the clothes, haha."

Lu Ming also smiled: "You are really dedicated."

"Do what you do and love what you do. If I don't like it, why would I spend my whole life doing it?" Song Jingqiu smiled, and then asked kindly, "Xiao Lu, do you have any plans in the future? I heard that you are now a university teacher? "

Lu Ming said: "I just graduated this year, and I have stayed in school to teach. I want to start slowly and step by step."

Song Jingqiu praised him: "It's very good, down-to-earth, I like a child like you."

She spoke enthusiastically and asked a lot. If she hadn't said that she had a daughter of a similar age and wanted to introduce her, Lu Ming almost thought that Teacher Song was here to give him a blind date.

Probably also felt Lu Ming's restraint, Song Jingqiu said again: "I know, you young people are now popular with careers, and after getting married, it's okay. Auntie won't rush like those people, how boring. Look, I have been married for more than forty years now, and sometimes I can be pissed off by my old man, sometimes when I think of my youth, I really envy the single life at that time..."

Lu Ming paused for a moment, then said, "Aunt Song, I actually have a date."

Song Jingqiu looked at him, and asked calmly, "Oh? That's a good thing. How is your relationship? You usually go well together, right?"

Lu Ming was rarely a little shy, squeezed the mineral water bottle twice, smiled and said: "It's pretty good, we've been talking for a few years, and the relationship is very stable."

Song Jingqiu used decades of acting skills to suppress the joy in his heart, tried his best to act as if nothing had happened, and said to him: "That's right, Auntie blesses you all. Then, Xiao Lu, you are busy first, I will go over to the students Rehearsal."

Lu Ming agreed, and went back to his own business, but Song Jingqiu walked far away, and couldn't help but look back at him, smiling like eating honey.