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Chen Hui stumbled on the path going down the mountain. If Xia Liangsi hadn't just pulled her from the side, she might have fallen backwards, but she still sprained her ankle.

Tan Hong was walking in front to take pictures of the scenery, but when he heard the exclamation behind him, he turned his head and saw Chen Hui fell, and hurried back: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Chen Hui was sitting on the ground, clutching her right ankle. Tan Hong ran over and half-kneeled in front of her. He also threw his cell phone on the ground. He picked up her calf and foot to check, "Did you fall or sprain? Why does it hurt? "

Anxious and worried faces did not seem to be fake, Li Zhou and Xia Liangsi glanced at each other, and at the same time had an idea, if this is also a script, Tan Hong's acting skills are too good.

It's no wonder that Li Zhou and Xia Liangsi thought so. In the past few days of recording the program, everyone has seen Tan Hong's character problem. The old man has a very arrogant temper and usually doesn't talk much.If it weren't for everyone respecting his age and giving him three points, he would probably have become stiff.

Because of his temper and personality, Chen Hui often stopped him from speaking, and as a result, neither of them were very happy.And it's not easy for them juniors to intervene to persuade them, they just pretended not to see it and changed the topic.

But at this moment, it seems that although the couple have minor frictions due to personality problems, they really value and worry about each other.It also echoed the program group's phrase "We have been together for [-] years, and we are still in love now".

Chen Hui held Tan Hong's wrist: "It's okay, it's okay, just a sprain, it's not a big deal."

When Tan Hong helped her stand up, she found that she was not really all right—she couldn't walk.

Tan Hong immediately bent down in front of her, arched his back with his hands on his knees, and said, "I'll carry you."

Chen Hui patted him on the back: "You carry me? You carry me with your old bones, and we have to roll down here together."

"Mr. Chen, I'll carry you on my back." Li Zhou said, "We'll be there in a short distance. I'll carry you down and go to the hospital in the town."

Shen Bo also said: "Let Li Zhou carry you, I will change with him later."

"Teacher Chen!" Ning Wei also pulled Cheng Nanchuan closer, "I, Brother Cheng and I can also carry you."

"Oh, I'm going to be jealous of your fans this time." Chen Hui smiled, and pushed Tan Hong away, "Let's go, let's go, don't bother you old guy, let the young guy carry me."

Tan Hong backed away with a wry smile, Li Zhou squatted down in front of Chen Hui, Xia Liangsi helped her lie on Li Zhou's back, and supported her from behind, a group of people slowly descended the mountain.

After walking for a while, Shen Bo came up and said to replace him, Li Zhou put Chen Hui down and handed it over to Shen Bo.At this time, Tan Hong passed by him, patted his shoulder, and said thank you softly.

Xia Liangsi at the side also heard it, and smiled at Li Zhou.

Chen Hui went to the hospital in the town to take an X-ray. It was a sprain, but it was fine. She rubbed it with Dieda medicinal wine, and she was fine the next day.

On the penultimate day of the filming plan, they went to the oldest scenic spot in the ancient town - the old theater.

The owner of the porcelain shop mentioned before that the old theater is not on the old street, but in the alley of the old house.Unlike the old streets that have been renovated and rebuilt, the area is full of real old houses, with white walls and blue tiles, and small square courtyards facing south, separated by small alleys.

However, some courtyards are too dilapidated, with mottled walls and even dilapidated buildings, which are no longer inhabited.

The theater is deep in the alley, and you can see a big pear tree full of green fruits from a long distance away, and you can hear the noisy sound of gongs and drums.

When the guests arrived, the stage was rehearsing. Seeing a group of them come in, the stage rehearsal continued.

The layout of the theater is still old-fashioned, with tables and chairs displayed in the lobby, facing the stage.

"The singing seems to be the dialect here?" Yang Wan said, "It's a bit similar to the tea-picking song sung by the young ladies and sisters before."

At this time, the director gave a timely background introduction to everyone: "The operas in the ancient town originated from Kunqu opera, which incorporates local characteristics. The opera we are seeing now is a opera that has been changed into the local dialect. You can hear where it is from. Is it a play?"

Several guests had no research on traditional operas, and they were a little unfamiliar with the tune of this opera. In addition, they sang in the local dialect, which made it even more difficult to hear. After guessing a few well-known opera names, they all shook their heads. Indicates that it cannot be heard.

"Biography of Actors." Li Zhou said suddenly, "It's "Biography of Actors"."

Not only the guests, but even the director was a little surprised. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, "The Legend of Actors" is being sung on stage now."

Yang Wan asked: "Does Congee know anything about opera?"

Li Zhou withdrew his gaze from the stage, smiled lightly and said, "I've heard some of it, but I don't really understand it."

The camera caught him suddenly holding Xia Liangsi's hand beside him, Xia Liangsi turned his head to look at him without dodging, and just held his hand like this, even feeling that he was holding it tightly, and his palm was a little wet.

"Brother Zhou is amazing." Ning Wei said, "What is this play about? I don't understand it at all."

"Talk..." Li Zhou returned his gaze to the stage again, "Talk about an actor and a scholar who fell in love at first sight in the theater and made a private decision for life, but were blocked by the county magistrate who coveted the actor's beauty and had to separate. So the scholar I am determined to gain fame in the examinations, seek official positions, and come back to marry an actor."

Chen Huidao: "I'm a little impressed by what you said. Is the ending not so good?"

Yang Wan: "It's a tragedy...but most of the operas handed down from ancient times are lingering tragedies."

Ning Wei: "What happened later?"

"Later..." Li Zhou said, "the county magistrate captured the actor into the mansion, but the bandits broke into the city. The county magistrate left the people and fled, but the actor was captured by the bandit leader, who forced her to perform a play and made him king. The actor refused to give in, so he toasted the bandit leader with a glass of poisoned wine while performing the play, and died with him."

"Ah..." Ning Wei lamented, "What about the scholar?"

"Not long after the scholar left, he heard the news of the bandits burning, killing and looting. He lobbied a general to send troops to suppress the bandits. He advised him and finally wiped out the bandits. The scholar made meritorious service and was appointed an official, only to find that the beautiful woman had passed away, and Yin and Yang were separated. .”

Xia Liangsi noticed that Li Zhou's hands were shaking, not to mention sweaty palms, and his skin was getting colder, so he looked at him in surprise.

As if in agreement, Li Zhou also took a look at him, and continued: "Later, the scholar returned to the theater and reunited with the actor's soul in his dream, only to realize that the bandit was the culprit who caused the actor's family to be ruined and displaced. The hatred has been avenged, and the only last wish is to see the scholar again, so the soul lingers in the place where the two first met, until the scholar appeared, and the actor's soul finally dissipated."

The whole play is actually very long, and it is divided into four acts in total, which are love, life and change, farewell, and dream return.At this time, the fourth act happened to be on the stage, and the soul of the actor and the scholar were sung about the bitterness and hatred of their families being ruined and displaced.

The guests who were substituted into the situation by Li Zhou's narration also understood part of it, and were filled with emotion for a while.

Xia Liangsi also understood a little bit, but for some reason, he stared blankly at the stage, feeling a sense of sadness welling up in his heart, and his eyes suddenly became hot.Being overwhelmed by the sudden surge of emotions, he didn't notice that Li Zhou was holding his hand more and more tightly.

Li Zhou withdrew his gaze from the stage, lowered his eyes and tried his best to restrain his emotions.Only he knows that this is not a fictional play, but the misery Qin Huai experienced in real life.

In Qinhuai's fate, there is no scholar who agrees with him, only the magistrate who is greedy for life and fear of death, the bandit who commits all kinds of crimes, the enemy who kills relatives and clans, the misery of homelessness, the humiliation of being lowly in status, and a picked-up dog. , Little civet cat who doesn't understand anything.

After Qin Huai's death that year, the theater troupe wrote his story as "Actor's Biography", concealed his name, and wrote the actor in the trick as an actress. In order to increase the drama, they also matched her with a scholar who fell in love at first sight.It has been passed down from generation to generation and has become the current version.

And he, Li Zhou, was nothing in Qin Huai's life, and he didn't deserve a name at all.

After the opera on stage was sung, the director continued his task of popular science: ""The Legend of Actors" is one of the classic operas of Chinese opera. Incompetence, and at the same time praised the actor's daring to love, dare to hate, and unyielding character."

"It was adapted into many kinds of operas, and it became popular for a while. It was once listed as a banned opera because it satirized the feudal ruling class. It was not until 100 years ago during the Anti-Aggression War that this opera was put on the stage again by dramatists, satirizing the feudal ruling class at that time. The passive attitude of the ruling class not to resist, advocating the people to stand up to defend the country and resist aggression.”

"It turns out that there is not only poignant love in the play, but also a far-reaching meaning." Yang Wan sighed, "Thanks to the indomitable spirit of the martyrs, we can have such a peaceful and beautiful life today."

"Yeah, everyone lives well now, and we can't forget the history and the roots." Tan Hong paused, and then said, "You can't lose your life at all. It has nothing to do with your occupation, no matter what it is. Occupation, whether it is an opera singer or an official, they all pay attention to being down-to-earth and having a clear heart."

Under the prompting of the director, the guests sublimated the theme and elevated the spirit of the program a lot.

Xia Liangsi finally recovered from the play, blinked to hide the moisture in her eyes, suppressed the inexplicable emotion in her heart, and shook Li Zhou's hand back.

Li Zhou looked at him with restrained and greedy eyes, wishing to put him in his eyes, engrave him in his heart, and hug him tightly desperately.

At this time, Mr. Zhang, the owner of the theater, brought two opera teachers over to greet the guests, interrupting their staring.

Mr. Zhang told everyone about the history and current situation of the theater.

"Our theater has a history of more than 100 years. It has been handed down from my great-grandfather, but it is a pity that it has been handed down to me, and it will gradually fail."

"One is that the skills have been lost. My son and grandson don't want to learn to sing opera, and they don't have the talent. My son learned Sanxian for a while, but nothing happened. My grandson doesn't like to touch these at all."

"The other is that there are fewer people who love to listen to opera. My father said that when he was young, everyone loved to listen to opera. At night, our garden is full of folks, even children love to listen to it. Not now. , On my side, only when group tourists come to the show, the income is very unstable, and few people are willing to stay."

Mr. Zhang talked about the difficulties that the old theater is facing now, and then the director announced that he has a small task today-to recommend this afternoon's theater tickets to tourists in the town.

The program team and the guests stayed in the ancient town for a week, and the location of the ancient town had been revealed long ago. There have been more and more tourists in the town in the past few days, and most of them came for the possibility of encountering the guests.

Therefore, the task of selling movie tickets went smoothly. As soon as the guests appeared in a few small attractions, they were immediately surrounded by their fans. The movie ticket was 50 yuan a piece and it was not expensive. It was quickly sold out.

The performance and recording in the afternoon were also very successful. After the work was successfully concluded, the program director came to count their intentions to book air tickets.

Tomorrow is the last day of filming. The program team suggests returning to the city the morning after tomorrow and taking the noon flight back. If the guests have no other plans, the program team will book tickets together.

Shen Bo and Yang Wan are said to be leaving tomorrow night, while Li Zhou, Xia Liangsi and other guests decided to go back to City S with the program team.

Li Zhou washed up after Xia Liangsi as usual, and when he came out, he saw Xia Liangsi sitting at the table, writing and drawing in his notebook.

Hearing his voice, Xia Liangsi said, "I'll write down today's song, and when the time comes, make up a song, how about recording a version?"

Today in the theater, when Li Zhou was chatting with his master playing the piano, he hummed a song impromptu. The words and melody were very simple, but Xia Liangsi liked it very much, and immediately picked up the second half of the song.

Li Zhou: "Well, it will be included in the new album when the time comes."

"Do you have any ideas for the new album?" Xia Liangsi put down her pen and turned to ask him. They had discussed this issue before. Li Zhou wanted to make some changes in style, but the idea was not clear yet.

"It's a little bit." Li Zhou leaned in front of Xia Liangsi with his wet hair, hugged his waist from behind, and squeezed into the chair, "Hurry up and write, blow my hair after finishing."

"Don't you have any hands yourself?" Xia Liangsi smiled at him, but instead of pushing him away, she lowered her head and accelerated the speed of writing.

And Li Zhou hugged him from behind, and kissed the red mole on the back of his neck gently and restrainedly.

The author has something to say: Congee Congee who does not deserve to have a name in the play: has no hands, and does not know how to blow his head.

Xia Xia who blows Porridge's hair: ... Blow your hair, just blow your hair, don't move your hands!

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