Rebirth Ticket
Chapter 75
It's not that Xu Peizhi hasn't seen Xiao Yiwei's various appearances in movies.
There are many ancient costumes and modern ones, and the styles of the characters are also very different, but this is the first time I have seen the opponent's costumes of the Republic of China.
The tall man was wearing a black silk and linen vest, and inside was a blue gown with a wide front and right lapel, which was ankle-length, with slits on the left and right sides of the hem.
With one hand behind his back and his right hand holding a jasper bong in front of him, he has deep brows and eyes, a smile that is not a smile, and the bong is twirling skillfully in his hand. He has an extraordinary demeanor as if he had traveled through the Republic of China and came here for a stroll.
He walked up to Xu Peizhi, looked him up and down, amazement flashed in his eyes, the end of the cigarette stick lifted the other's chin, and said frivolously, "Give me a laugh."
Xu Peizhi: "..." With a calm expression, he waved his hand and moved the cigarette rod away.
Xiao Yiwei suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, "Don't smile, the uncle will give you a smile."
"You..." Xu Peizhi finally couldn't help laughing, "Pfft" the onlookers burst into laughter, looking at Xiao Yiwei with a bit of surprise in their eyes: I didn't expect the great actor to joke so much in private, and he really has a good relationship with Xu Peizhi.
"Let's take your seats, Xiao Yiwei will tell you, hurry up and get ready," Lu Yu yelled with a loudspeaker not far away, and everyone scattered like a bird.Some people also murmured in their hearts, it seems that the relationship between the actor and the director is also good, it seems that this film should go well.
As a matter of fact, the two leading actors and the director are working hard to win the award, and the progress of filming can be said to be fast.
"Ah!"
On the stage, a man without makeup, wearing a white washed Tsing Yi, with a dazzling and moving voice, and a graceful figure, looked back at him with a smile.
The stage was empty, and there was only one person sitting in the middle. The light shrouded his face in dim light, while the stage was shining brightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly against the light, but his black eyes were deep and steady, faintly reflecting the light.
Shen Yan practiced the one-man show for two hours on stage, while Du Sanye watched it offstage for so long.
I don't know if Shen Yan saw someone in the audience, or if he did, or if he didn't.Anyway, he didn't seem to notice at all, and practiced on his own.
But Sanye Du just sat silently, staring at him, the usual contempt for opera actors in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by appreciation from the bottom of his heart.
Du Sanye, who came up from the lowest level of society, can naturally see that the famous actor in front of him is not the kind of person who pretends to be worthwhile to serve others as the saying goes.
Some people said he was hypocritical, some said he was arrogant, but in Du Sanye's view, Shen Yan just really loved singing.
Only those who really love the troupe will practice alone on stage during the rest of the troupe, tirelessly; in fact, he has noticed that those who come to enter the troupe at this time must be either rich or expensive, but he doesn't know He cared, he didn't stop his practice, and bowed his knees to say hello; he also never focused his eyes on Du Sanye, deliberately seducing him; when he sang, he was very focused, his eyes were shining brighter than the stars.
The Shen Yan in front of him completely overturned the image that Mr. Du had heard and believed before.
And Shen Yan's singing skills also amazed him.Although Du Sanye started in the humble beginnings, the current Du Gang is also one of the best factions in Shanghai. He who often deals with the upper class knows that Shen Yan really deserves the title of "No. [-] Tsing Yi".
After Shen Yan finished singing, Mr. Du got up and left without saying hello. Shen Yan bowed and maintained the posture of thanking the stage until the other party's back completely disappeared.
After stepping down from the stage, Shen Yan looked at the class leader who was hesitant to speak, with a calm expression, and didn't even ask who the other party was.
In his opinion, when he stands on the stage, no matter what the identity of the other party is, if he sits down, he is listening to the show.And what he has to do is to sing well.
After that, Shen Yan's life seemed not much different from before.The only difference is probably that in the past, the rich and powerful sometimes praised him in the name, but in fact implied the request for support, and now it is much less.But he is even more famous.
The troupe's flattery, the brothers in the troupe looked at him with envy and envy, and whispered that there was a bigger backstage behind him.
Shen Yan seemed to deaf to all of this.
He just continued his habit, every Monday when the troupe was off, he went on stage without makeup and practiced singing on his own.
And that day, there must have been a man in a vest and robe who came alone, holding a jasper bong, sitting in the empty audience, listening to the song quietly.
On stage and off stage, one sings intently while the other listens intoxicated.Occasionally, the eyes met, and there seemed to be invisible waves passing by in the air.But Sanye Du's eyes were full of undercurrents, anyone could see that he had a growing affection for Shen Yan.
And Shen Yan, is he really as indifferent and calm as he appears?
"Ca!" Lu Yu called Ka, and called Xiao Yiwei to come over, pointing at his performance in the surveillance, and lowered his voice, "Your eyes are too much, stop it."
In the play, Du Sanye in blue clothes, sitting cross-legged, holding a jasper bong, has a touch of domineering in his grace, his handsome face is focused, and the eyes gazing at the people on the stage are simply fiery and scary.
Xiao Yiwei apologized without sincerity, "Oh, I accidentally couldn't hold back."
Lu Yu had goosebumps all over his body, gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed in a low voice, "You faggot! I was dragged in by you to make this film because of my obsession! It was a mistake!"
Xiao Yi patted Shi Shiran on the shoulder, "It's too late. Let's have another one."
Lu Yu rolled his eyes helplessly at his back, knowing that the other party was still very dedicated, but he didn't blame him too much, and waved his hand, "Come again!"
……
Half a month passed by, and Xu Peizhi and Xiao Yiwei, who are the protagonists, are getting better and better.On this day, the crew finished filming the daytime part. Seeing that the progress was faster than planned, Lu Yu gave the crew half a day off with a rare wave of his hand.
Xu Peizhi then went to visit Mr. Mu by asking the name of the singing part in the play.
Walking through the winding wall covered with creepers, and going upstairs along the steep steps, after knocking on the door, the door was opened in a short time.
Xu Peizhi bowed slightly, "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Because he had made a phone call before, the old man didn't show any surprise, and nodded sternly, "Come in."
Xu Peizhi brought the health care products he bought into the house, and after obtaining the other party's consent, he rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.
He specially made an appointment for a meal, just to show off his cooking skills.
After a while, three dishes and one soup were served on the table.Xu Peizhi was serving a meal. After Mr. Mu sat down, he saw the food on the table, and his vision under the presbyopic glasses froze for a moment.
There are three simple dishes and one soup on the table, one cold cucumber without spicy pepper, one tomato scrambled egg, one red pepper shredded pork, and green vegetable tofu soup.
"Please." Xu Peizhi gently placed the rice bowl in front of the other party.
Mr. Mu took the chopsticks with wrinkled hands, slowly picked up the chopsticks, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and put them into his mouth, chewing slowly, he put down the chopsticks, suddenly, under the lens, tears oozed from his cloudy eyes.
Xu Peizhi quickly handed over the tissue and asked softly, "Old Mu, what's wrong with you? Is the food not to your liking?"
The old man shook his head, held his hand tightly, and sighed, "I haven't eaten this kind of taste for a long time."
He stared at Xu Peizhi, with deep nostalgia in his eyes, "The food you cook tastes very similar to my daughter's."
Xu Peizhi picked up the chopsticks meat for him, and a wave flashed in his eyes, "Really, that's really a coincidence."
"My daughter doesn't put starch in this red pepper shredded pork, even if it gets burnt, she won't put it in the pot, saying that the meat will not be tender." The old man looked at him carefully for a while, with deep expectation in his eyes, but for a moment After recovering, he shook his head as if laughing at his own whimsy, "The big apprentice told me that you are from the Xu family and you have an older brother. It's the 24th of this year."
Pei Zhi replied, "It's 25."
Elder Mu stared at the untouched food, then moved to the green cactus by the window, his eyes lost focus in a daze, "If I hadn't been so stubborn back then, my grandson should be about the same as you now."
The old man had a vicissitudes of life, and his tone was bleak and full of regret.
There was a slight tingling in Xu Peizhi's heart, his fingers curled up quietly, and there was deep guilt in his eyes.
Of course, he purposely made such a table dish in front of Mr. Mu.
In his previous life, since his mother became ill and his father ran away from home, he took on the responsibility of taking care of his mother at the age of eight or nine.
At that time, when he was not as high as the stove, he had to cook meals for the mother and the son, wash the dishes and clothes, and serve his mother to wash up.
Naturally, this table of food also got the "true biography" of my mother.
Xu Peizhi cooked this table with some indescribable feelings, and deliberately presented it in front of Mr. Mu, perhaps just to stimulate him.
However, when the old man showed such a sad look, he regretted what he had done.
He... still has a grudge after all.But this resentment should not be vented on the old grandfather.
Yes, Xu Peizhi knew that the other party was his grandfather in the previous life.In any case, the bond of blood cannot be easily broken.
He closed his eyes, comforted the old man with gentle words, and changed the subject, "Old Mu, the food is getting cold, you should eat first."
After repeated consolation by him, the old man ate something slowly.
Afterwards, Pei Zhi took some arias from his performance in Tsing Yi and asked the old man to comment on it. After the old man devoted himself to his work, he finally seemed calmer.
"Your body is not in place here, you need to get over it..." After all, he is a descendant of the Mu faction, so Xu Peizhi benefited a lot from such comments, knowing how to perform better next time.
After a few hours of pleasant conversation, Xu Peizhi planned to leave in fear of disturbing the other party as it was already late at night.
Elder Mu didn't hold back much, but said that he could come to the house to ask him if he had any questions, and handed him a flashlight, saying that the street light in the stairwell was broken, so he would lend it to him, but he had to return it.
Xu Peizhi originally wanted to decline, because he has a mobile phone and can provide lighting. Without a flashlight, it may be inconvenient for the elderly to wake up at night.But seeing the old man's eyes, he couldn't say anything--
Where is a flashlight?It is clearly the lonely watchman of an old man living alone.The old man just waited for his company the next time he returned the flashlight.
A feeling of sadness welled up in Xu Peizhi's heart instantly.
After leaving Mu's house, he went downstairs along the stairs. A flashlight illuminated the road ahead, which was the only light in the dark corridor.
After getting out of the stairs, he turned off the flashlight, looked up subconsciously, and was surprised to see that the old man was still standing by the window, holding the railing, and stubbornly looking into the distance, as if waiting for his daughter's return.
Teacher Li's previous words appeared in Xu Peizhi's mind.
"The house here is very old, and the school plans to rebuild it, but my teacher is afraid that his missing daughter will not find him when he comes back, so he has been refusing to move out."
For more than 40 years, he has been waiting here, waiting for someone who will never come back.
There are many ancient costumes and modern ones, and the styles of the characters are also very different, but this is the first time I have seen the opponent's costumes of the Republic of China.
The tall man was wearing a black silk and linen vest, and inside was a blue gown with a wide front and right lapel, which was ankle-length, with slits on the left and right sides of the hem.
With one hand behind his back and his right hand holding a jasper bong in front of him, he has deep brows and eyes, a smile that is not a smile, and the bong is twirling skillfully in his hand. He has an extraordinary demeanor as if he had traveled through the Republic of China and came here for a stroll.
He walked up to Xu Peizhi, looked him up and down, amazement flashed in his eyes, the end of the cigarette stick lifted the other's chin, and said frivolously, "Give me a laugh."
Xu Peizhi: "..." With a calm expression, he waved his hand and moved the cigarette rod away.
Xiao Yiwei suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, "Don't smile, the uncle will give you a smile."
"You..." Xu Peizhi finally couldn't help laughing, "Pfft" the onlookers burst into laughter, looking at Xiao Yiwei with a bit of surprise in their eyes: I didn't expect the great actor to joke so much in private, and he really has a good relationship with Xu Peizhi.
"Let's take your seats, Xiao Yiwei will tell you, hurry up and get ready," Lu Yu yelled with a loudspeaker not far away, and everyone scattered like a bird.Some people also murmured in their hearts, it seems that the relationship between the actor and the director is also good, it seems that this film should go well.
As a matter of fact, the two leading actors and the director are working hard to win the award, and the progress of filming can be said to be fast.
"Ah!"
On the stage, a man without makeup, wearing a white washed Tsing Yi, with a dazzling and moving voice, and a graceful figure, looked back at him with a smile.
The stage was empty, and there was only one person sitting in the middle. The light shrouded his face in dim light, while the stage was shining brightly, and his expression could not be seen clearly against the light, but his black eyes were deep and steady, faintly reflecting the light.
Shen Yan practiced the one-man show for two hours on stage, while Du Sanye watched it offstage for so long.
I don't know if Shen Yan saw someone in the audience, or if he did, or if he didn't.Anyway, he didn't seem to notice at all, and practiced on his own.
But Sanye Du just sat silently, staring at him, the usual contempt for opera actors in his eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by appreciation from the bottom of his heart.
Du Sanye, who came up from the lowest level of society, can naturally see that the famous actor in front of him is not the kind of person who pretends to be worthwhile to serve others as the saying goes.
Some people said he was hypocritical, some said he was arrogant, but in Du Sanye's view, Shen Yan just really loved singing.
Only those who really love the troupe will practice alone on stage during the rest of the troupe, tirelessly; in fact, he has noticed that those who come to enter the troupe at this time must be either rich or expensive, but he doesn't know He cared, he didn't stop his practice, and bowed his knees to say hello; he also never focused his eyes on Du Sanye, deliberately seducing him; when he sang, he was very focused, his eyes were shining brighter than the stars.
The Shen Yan in front of him completely overturned the image that Mr. Du had heard and believed before.
And Shen Yan's singing skills also amazed him.Although Du Sanye started in the humble beginnings, the current Du Gang is also one of the best factions in Shanghai. He who often deals with the upper class knows that Shen Yan really deserves the title of "No. [-] Tsing Yi".
After Shen Yan finished singing, Mr. Du got up and left without saying hello. Shen Yan bowed and maintained the posture of thanking the stage until the other party's back completely disappeared.
After stepping down from the stage, Shen Yan looked at the class leader who was hesitant to speak, with a calm expression, and didn't even ask who the other party was.
In his opinion, when he stands on the stage, no matter what the identity of the other party is, if he sits down, he is listening to the show.And what he has to do is to sing well.
After that, Shen Yan's life seemed not much different from before.The only difference is probably that in the past, the rich and powerful sometimes praised him in the name, but in fact implied the request for support, and now it is much less.But he is even more famous.
The troupe's flattery, the brothers in the troupe looked at him with envy and envy, and whispered that there was a bigger backstage behind him.
Shen Yan seemed to deaf to all of this.
He just continued his habit, every Monday when the troupe was off, he went on stage without makeup and practiced singing on his own.
And that day, there must have been a man in a vest and robe who came alone, holding a jasper bong, sitting in the empty audience, listening to the song quietly.
On stage and off stage, one sings intently while the other listens intoxicated.Occasionally, the eyes met, and there seemed to be invisible waves passing by in the air.But Sanye Du's eyes were full of undercurrents, anyone could see that he had a growing affection for Shen Yan.
And Shen Yan, is he really as indifferent and calm as he appears?
"Ca!" Lu Yu called Ka, and called Xiao Yiwei to come over, pointing at his performance in the surveillance, and lowered his voice, "Your eyes are too much, stop it."
In the play, Du Sanye in blue clothes, sitting cross-legged, holding a jasper bong, has a touch of domineering in his grace, his handsome face is focused, and the eyes gazing at the people on the stage are simply fiery and scary.
Xiao Yiwei apologized without sincerity, "Oh, I accidentally couldn't hold back."
Lu Yu had goosebumps all over his body, gritted his teeth angrily, and cursed in a low voice, "You faggot! I was dragged in by you to make this film because of my obsession! It was a mistake!"
Xiao Yi patted Shi Shiran on the shoulder, "It's too late. Let's have another one."
Lu Yu rolled his eyes helplessly at his back, knowing that the other party was still very dedicated, but he didn't blame him too much, and waved his hand, "Come again!"
……
Half a month passed by, and Xu Peizhi and Xiao Yiwei, who are the protagonists, are getting better and better.On this day, the crew finished filming the daytime part. Seeing that the progress was faster than planned, Lu Yu gave the crew half a day off with a rare wave of his hand.
Xu Peizhi then went to visit Mr. Mu by asking the name of the singing part in the play.
Walking through the winding wall covered with creepers, and going upstairs along the steep steps, after knocking on the door, the door was opened in a short time.
Xu Peizhi bowed slightly, "Mr. Mu, I'm sorry to bother you."
Because he had made a phone call before, the old man didn't show any surprise, and nodded sternly, "Come in."
Xu Peizhi brought the health care products he bought into the house, and after obtaining the other party's consent, he rolled up his sleeves and entered the kitchen.
He specially made an appointment for a meal, just to show off his cooking skills.
After a while, three dishes and one soup were served on the table.Xu Peizhi was serving a meal. After Mr. Mu sat down, he saw the food on the table, and his vision under the presbyopic glasses froze for a moment.
There are three simple dishes and one soup on the table, one cold cucumber without spicy pepper, one tomato scrambled egg, one red pepper shredded pork, and green vegetable tofu soup.
"Please." Xu Peizhi gently placed the rice bowl in front of the other party.
Mr. Mu took the chopsticks with wrinkled hands, slowly picked up the chopsticks, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and put them into his mouth, chewing slowly, he put down the chopsticks, suddenly, under the lens, tears oozed from his cloudy eyes.
Xu Peizhi quickly handed over the tissue and asked softly, "Old Mu, what's wrong with you? Is the food not to your liking?"
The old man shook his head, held his hand tightly, and sighed, "I haven't eaten this kind of taste for a long time."
He stared at Xu Peizhi, with deep nostalgia in his eyes, "The food you cook tastes very similar to my daughter's."
Xu Peizhi picked up the chopsticks meat for him, and a wave flashed in his eyes, "Really, that's really a coincidence."
"My daughter doesn't put starch in this red pepper shredded pork, even if it gets burnt, she won't put it in the pot, saying that the meat will not be tender." The old man looked at him carefully for a while, with deep expectation in his eyes, but for a moment After recovering, he shook his head as if laughing at his own whimsy, "The big apprentice told me that you are from the Xu family and you have an older brother. It's the 24th of this year."
Pei Zhi replied, "It's 25."
Elder Mu stared at the untouched food, then moved to the green cactus by the window, his eyes lost focus in a daze, "If I hadn't been so stubborn back then, my grandson should be about the same as you now."
The old man had a vicissitudes of life, and his tone was bleak and full of regret.
There was a slight tingling in Xu Peizhi's heart, his fingers curled up quietly, and there was deep guilt in his eyes.
Of course, he purposely made such a table dish in front of Mr. Mu.
In his previous life, since his mother became ill and his father ran away from home, he took on the responsibility of taking care of his mother at the age of eight or nine.
At that time, when he was not as high as the stove, he had to cook meals for the mother and the son, wash the dishes and clothes, and serve his mother to wash up.
Naturally, this table of food also got the "true biography" of my mother.
Xu Peizhi cooked this table with some indescribable feelings, and deliberately presented it in front of Mr. Mu, perhaps just to stimulate him.
However, when the old man showed such a sad look, he regretted what he had done.
He... still has a grudge after all.But this resentment should not be vented on the old grandfather.
Yes, Xu Peizhi knew that the other party was his grandfather in the previous life.In any case, the bond of blood cannot be easily broken.
He closed his eyes, comforted the old man with gentle words, and changed the subject, "Old Mu, the food is getting cold, you should eat first."
After repeated consolation by him, the old man ate something slowly.
Afterwards, Pei Zhi took some arias from his performance in Tsing Yi and asked the old man to comment on it. After the old man devoted himself to his work, he finally seemed calmer.
"Your body is not in place here, you need to get over it..." After all, he is a descendant of the Mu faction, so Xu Peizhi benefited a lot from such comments, knowing how to perform better next time.
After a few hours of pleasant conversation, Xu Peizhi planned to leave in fear of disturbing the other party as it was already late at night.
Elder Mu didn't hold back much, but said that he could come to the house to ask him if he had any questions, and handed him a flashlight, saying that the street light in the stairwell was broken, so he would lend it to him, but he had to return it.
Xu Peizhi originally wanted to decline, because he has a mobile phone and can provide lighting. Without a flashlight, it may be inconvenient for the elderly to wake up at night.But seeing the old man's eyes, he couldn't say anything--
Where is a flashlight?It is clearly the lonely watchman of an old man living alone.The old man just waited for his company the next time he returned the flashlight.
A feeling of sadness welled up in Xu Peizhi's heart instantly.
After leaving Mu's house, he went downstairs along the stairs. A flashlight illuminated the road ahead, which was the only light in the dark corridor.
After getting out of the stairs, he turned off the flashlight, looked up subconsciously, and was surprised to see that the old man was still standing by the window, holding the railing, and stubbornly looking into the distance, as if waiting for his daughter's return.
Teacher Li's previous words appeared in Xu Peizhi's mind.
"The house here is very old, and the school plans to rebuild it, but my teacher is afraid that his missing daughter will not find him when he comes back, so he has been refusing to move out."
For more than 40 years, he has been waiting here, waiting for someone who will never come back.
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