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For Luqiubei, no one cared about the days in the N-size theater.

But he remembers.

At that time, a group of people were drinking in a small barbecue restaurant outside the school. Some people laughed at him for giving up his role in a hit drama and running to play the male lead of a new year drama. He would definitely regret it by then.How did he answer back then?He raised his wine glass, hooked Shi Pei's neck crookedly, and said that he would never regret playing the small theater in his life, and he also said that whoever regrets is the grandson.

After all, Luqiubei was still a "grandson".Later in his career, he kept saying the word regret, "I spend [-] yuan a year on optics, and after graduating from a master's degree, I couldn't even eat enough in the end." Strictly speaking, I almost failed to learn how to go to heaven and earth. I learned to act in a play for less than fifty people, what are you trying to do?!"...

Luqiu Bei said a lot of these words, as if those cool people and ideal life back then were all a dream.Later, he left the troupe, and when he met Shi Pei, he didn't dare to go back to N University to have a look.He didn't even dare to say hello when he saw Shi Pei.Because he saw the light in that person's eyes, it was still the same as it was a few years ago, it hasn't changed at all.

Shi Pei still likes to sit cross-legged on the side of the stage, holding a water-based pen in his mouth to paint and paint, happy to take the rehearsal fee of 40 yuan a day, and run out to pick up work when there is no rehearsal.As for me, I keep appearing in magazines, hot searches, and various variety shows, and I can't talk about being popular, but the same invitations still follow one after another.

Sometimes he would dig out his official discs from when he was at N University, and pick out his micro-expressions and lines from the screen, and suddenly found that he had no faith.This thing is very mysterious, but if there is any, just touch your chest and ask.

Lu Qiubei had to give himself a holiday, wearing a black mask and black hat, and got into the theater to hide.He went to see Shi Pei's original debut work, and the attendance rate was terrible. In the huge theater, only the first two rows were occupied, and many of them were makeup artists, extras, and gatekeepers.He went earlier and went to the backstage on purpose, and heard someone say: "Almost no one came, why don't you send out a notice and combine the two games? Save some money."

"Play the fucker!" Shi Pei threw the makeup remover on the floor, dressed up in a costume, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly, "Why don't you act? You have to act for yourself!"

Luqiubei seemed to have seen a soldier.Actors ran outside to give away tickets, and if they could get one, it was only one. Although most of the tickets were thrown away as leaflets, some citizens asked with interest, "Drama? Do you want to dance and sing?" "No singing? Then it’s the same as a TV series, right?” “Then I’ll go and watch it, it doesn’t cost money, right?”…

After working for an hour, the theater was sparsely filled with people.Lu Qiubei hid in the corner, and cried with the people on stage for the whole scene.At the curtain call, he tried his best to shout, shouting bravo, and one person shouted with the momentum of ten people, wanting to let the main creators know that they are great, great.

But when the people on stage greeted him, he panicked again and ran out of the theater as if fleeing.

"Mr. Smiling Face" can be regarded as a compromise made by Luqiu Bei's manager.Luqiubei insisted on going back to the theatre, the manager picked out thousands of choices, and found a book that was well-received and well-received.

Therefore, when Guan Ligeng suddenly approached the troupe and said that he hoped that "Mr. Smiling Face" could be performed together with "Long Summer" to grab the most audience resources, Lu Qiubei was the first to stand up and object.

Not only him, the theater actually didn't quite agree with the statement that the schedule was advanced. The person in charge of the troupe hesitated for a while, and finally voted against it.

A group of people refuted the face of the producer in this way, and inevitably made concessions on other interests and lost some money.Lu Qiubei asked the head of the group: "Do you regret it?"

The head of the group smiled, shook the script and said, "The Chinese drama team is a family. We all want our family well, so why regret it?"

So there was that Weibo.

Luqiubei found the materials of the most representative works in the history of Chinese drama, and edited the public images of contemporary emerging drama workers, accompanied by the tune of "The Fire of the Butterfly", and mixed them into a 5-minute film. Group portrait video.

"I'm Shen Zhuoqing. I have been in the industry for more than ten years, and the first drama I scheduled was "Love Letter"."

"Me? Sun Ganming, the instructor of the drama club of N University. I have nothing to pursue in my life. I just want to take care of these little bastards."

"Luqiubei, I have acted in dramas for eight years. I am new to drama."

"My name is Shi Pei. Have you seen this brand, Ting Tao! Remember, one day, these two characters will be printed on the list of classic original dramas!"

…Some of these self-introductions were picked up from the opening ceremony of the drama festival, and some were specially filmed on VCR and passed on to Luqiu Bei.The words were cut into pieces, and scenes with a sense of age flashed past, all of which were sweaty eyes and faces during rehearsal.

Without exception, the men and women in the video smiled happily, even though they all knew at the time that what awaited them after work was a simple meal in an unheated room; Can get a drop in the bucket in return.

The soundtrack said, in this era, love is the way I fight.

There is also an old senior in the video. There is a problem with Mai midway, but the lines are still recited with full of vitality and correct words, even the back row of the theater can hear them clearly.

The second half of the video captures the quotations of many dramatists, many of whom are active on the screen at the same time, and through their own appeal, more young fans are also drawn into the theater.

Then the picture suddenly turned black and white, and cut to the stage of the curtain call of "Unfortunate Life".A director wearing glasses in the middle of the stage said slowly, "My name is Li Feng, the founder of Feng Mang Theater."

He said that only when everyone walks into the theater and sees it, can the show be called attractive.

"I believe, so I insist."

After watching the entire video, Pei Shan was speechless for a moment.

He didn't know where Luqiu Bei found these video materials, and it took a lot of effort to see them.In the picture, those works called "God" are in front, and many familiar, young and thoughtful dark horses are behind.Pei Shan's eyes became moist, and this warm night also became hot because of this small screen.

The older generation of theater workers took Chinese stories to the world, and new blood is still flowing.

I believe it, so I persist.After one song is sung, the video finally displays the list of recent performances, among which "Long Summer" is in a very prominent position.

Luqiubei’s microblog is accompanied by the words: Summer is over, but I must go to Yancheng at the beginning of next month to see the long summer.

Pei Shan felt his nose sour, pretended nothing happened, and turned his head aside.

"Did you not check the ticketing situation just now?" Tang Liyan saw that his nose was red, so he quickly covered his face with a piece of paper, and helped him click on the website, "Let's see how popular this place is. big!"

"It's not just President Lu..." Pei Shan had a strong nasal voice, trying to speak clearly, "There are many others."

Officials of major troupes, young representatives, studio founders, and older generation drama workers... either appeared in the video to cheer for the long journey, or forwarded this video to add more fuel to the flame.

"Hey, you guys are quite united." Tang Liyan was also relieved to see the constantly refreshing retweets and the ticketing website that was gradually turning red, messing up Pei Shan's curly hair, and said with a smile, "Since your The matter is over, so don't stop me. I need my brother to talk about it!"

"Break what?"

"It's about Teacher Li. I can't run away anymore." Tang Liyan moved his eyes to the screen, "The theater at the beginning of the month will definitely be very lively. I have to tell him that if the family can't return people's innocence, then I will make a big fuss on my own." news."

……

The theater in the main city has indeed not been this lively for a long time.Not only "Long Summer", the attendance rate of several dramas next door is also good.

Before going to the theater, Tang Liyan chatted with Guan Ligeng for a long time, but in the end they couldn't reach a consensus.

So Tang Liyan had no choice but to say that after the performance, he would tell the cause and effect on the spot.Quarrels were unavoidable, but after the quarrel, Tang Liyan surprisingly didn't feel any discomfort, and was even extremely calm. He stretched his clothes and went to the theater.

In order to prevent Guan Ligeng from causing trouble again, he took his own body and Guan Xin's tombstone and swore a poisonous oath, saying that it was just one more corpse. If he dared to touch Pei Shan, Tang Jing would be the only one left for Guan Ligeng. loved ones.This sentence was still somewhat intimidating, Guan Ligeng was stunned for a long time, and even forgot to stop Tang Liyan.

Many people came to the theater, besides the employees of Xintiandi, Cai Xun also brought their classmates.There are also some non-local drama critics and media in Yancheng, and even fans from Luqiubei, which filled the theater very much.

Tang Liyan knew that Pei Shan should be busy in the background, so he didn't dare to disturb him. He only saw a yellow-haired boy from a distance, so he smiled and stepped forward to tease: "When does your kid start school? Don't run around and fight when you are in college. Otherwise, your lawyer He will look down on you even more."

"Fart, it's because I don't like him! I won't go back to Yancheng in this life, damn it!" Cai Xun let out a piss, and sat down angrily, "You have to thank me for saying a lot of good things to you in the city bureau, otherwise You are still at home!"

Tang Liyan sneered and said, "You still have a hard mouth. That's all, all right, let's watch the show."

After the theater instructions were announced, the lights were dimmed.Only now did Tang Liyan see the improved stage, and he was really shocked.

Gunpowder smoke, classrooms, artillery fire, these things in his memory are being staged in front of his eyes at this moment, and the things he has experienced are being relayed by younger, passionate people.

The teachers and students on the stage gathered together, formed a circle, and sang in the sound of the tuk-tuk train: "It is good to resign from my hometown. For the future, I will shine with the sun and the moon."

This sentence is matched with the song of Yangguan Sandie, which is rendered layer by layer. A group of people sing Yancheng and South, but they don't know how long the background will leave their hometown.

The twin fighters were hit by a bullet and rolled back into the trench.The young officer helped them hold down the bloody mouth, and called the medical soldiers to carefully bandage the wound.

The professors in the south sat together and made up an excerpt, laughing at themselves that they only know how to study but don't ask questions, and even sent a letter to the distant Yancheng.

The gentlemen sang campus and sang science.

Lin'ou sank in the river, was rescued by passing students, and figured out his life.Feeling sad, he wrote a "Letter of Replying to Breaking Up Friendship", and also went to the south by car to find his deadly rival who had been quarreling all his life.

Soldiers sing about the beacon fire and the sunrise.

The couple under the morning sun cuddled together, tied each other's sympathy knots, and kissed each other to tell each other their hearts.The officer took the leave note approved by the division to send the supplies specially sent to the school in the team, and he took it to the university for two days before returning to the team.

Everyone sings, and after singing, they shine with the sun and the moon.

Although the young leader was framed, he was never misunderstood and locked up with Mr.Until the interrogator arrived, neither of them let go of their hands.

Qin Yuanfan never lost, Wang Linou never died for his country, Tang Liyan never died unjustly, Pei Shan never missed.

On the small stage, the past of countless people has been rewritten, and the people in the audience have already wet their fronts with tears.

Tang Liyan couldn't speak for a long time, he could only let the tears blur his vision, but he didn't dare to blink, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

He remembered that Pei Shan said that the reason why he studied drama instead of history in this life is because there are too many things he wants to create and transform.

History is so helpless, no matter how unbearable the future generations can bear it, they can't touch it a little bit—even if they write the Spring and Autumn Period with pen, they have to be careful and tell the story of that period with heartache.

Drama is different.It can pour emotions and make characters happy or sad in parallel time and space. Its charm is that it cannot be copied or repeated. Every performance is fresh, and even a mistake is a unique scenery.

When the curtain closed, Tang Liyan still didn't recover.His cell phone buzzed, it was a letter from Guan Ligeng.

[You must not be stupid!I have asked the public relations department to draw up an apology letter, which will be sent tomorrow. ]

Tang Liyan turned off the screen.He didn't want to be distracted, his mind was full of powerful lines, the symphony of piercing clouds and rocks, and soul-stirring stories—Tang Liyan held his breath.

Because he saw that the red curtain was opened again, and the main creators were holding hands, shouting and rushing to the front of the stage.

Tang Liyan finally understood the benefits of being in a row.He could clearly see everyone's expressions: some were smiling, some were tear-stained but raised their mouths stubbornly, some were still immersed in the scene and couldn't get out, some didn't even blink, and swept across the audience one by one seat.

Audience, it's hard to come by.

Here, the male protagonist has not yet stepped out of the ivory tower, and he is acting for the first time; there are also actors who have been acting for many years, and most of the works are full of sunshine and snow, and no one cares about them; Practice day and night.

And standing behind this group of people was Tang Liyan's lover.

The man was wearing an expensive formal suit, his curly hair was loosely tied behind his head, and his thin foundation was wet with tears.Dizzy, but more casual beauty.

Pei Shan took the hands of the director and the leading actors, ran to the front of the stage, and bowed deeply.He said, thank you.

Thank you to all the audience who are willing to walk into the theater and give them a chance.

Thank you to the creative team that has lasted for a hundred years and has emerged in large numbers.

Thank you for the mighty history and the immortal love.

Pei Shan closed his eyes, maintained a bowing posture, and stayed there for several seconds before raising his head.

He saw his lover, passing through nearly a hundred years, stood up and shouted excitedly to the stage.

Pei Shan felt a beam of chasing light cast on him.

The theater was so noisy, there were cheers and applause everywhere.The sound wave is getting higher and higher, the glare is dazzling, he can only move towards the row of seats and make mouth movements:

"I love you."

The ribbons floated down from the ceiling, and a group of people looked up one after another, watching the confetti fall on their heads like a rain of flowers.

But Pei Shan stared straight at the audience.Because, the man hiding in the shadows was smiling at him, standing up and whistling, the sound was long and short, short and long.

Perhaps, other people can't understand its frequency, when it is fans in the heat or booing and praising.Only Pei Shan knew that the echoes were all saying:

Love you, to the next century.

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