Inner entertainment first vase

Royal Shakespeare Theatre, Stratford Township.

This world-famous theater named after Shakespeare is extremely busy today, with media, actors, writers and drama critics from all over the world flocking here within a week, waiting for the new play adapted from "Macbeth" The first performance of "The Career".Congratulatory flower baskets were placed from the theater hall to the door, even winding up the gray brick ramp.

As the founder and screenwriter of the troupe, Stella is accepting brief interviews with important media in the room.A thin narrow door cuts off the sound of footsteps coming in the corridor.Footsteps kept rushing backstage to the dressing room.The door was pushed open with a fierce panting sound, and a cool, bright, colorful and busy world opened up.

"Foundation No. [-]."

Two pumps of brightening liquid foundation were squeezed into the mouth of the tiger, and the assistant handed over a powder puff with just the right humidity in an orderly manner.

"Foundation number two, merci."

The dull liquid foundation was on the fingertips, and the small brush with a round head quickly brushed it away, and applied it vigorously and vigorously on the cheeks of the face in front of me.

The atmosphere at the scene was tense but not solidified, like a pot of water on a coal stove that was about to boil.The B corner on the side is also on standby at the same time. Unlike the leading actor, he still has a script in his hand.Compared with him, the protagonist who is being tortured by the makeup artist's puff, large makeup brush, eye shadow, and eyebrow pencil looks much more relaxed.He lowered his eyes in unison, resting his mind, and didn't seem bothered by the upcoming premiere.

That's right, after all, he has become a star that everyone is looking forward to, and he should have become accustomed to being in the spotlight like this.

Not right, after all, this is the first time he starred in a theater. Before that, he only had the experience of performing on camera. You know, this star is a harsh world where no NG, no mistakes, and no repeats are allowed.

"Shanglu is here!" One of the theater assistants of the Tumenxing Theater Troupe had a young and enthusiastic face, and his short curly hair could not conceal the Gaulish lightness in his eyes.He looked around the background for a week, seeing such a busy world pause for a second.

"Of course he will come, what's so strange about it," the leading actress laughed, speaking English fluently, but with traces of French pronunciation, which made her every sentence sound cute, "I guess, He should go to Stella."

Stella's interview came to an end, there were two soft knocks on the door, and the assistant pushed the door open, followed by a man in a British-style three-piece suit.

The reporter saw a smile on her wrinkled face, and she relaxed her brows that had been locked up because of thinking about the problem just now, and then nodded.The reporter turned his head to look, and the man nodded to him as a gesture. He didn't say much, just whispered "excuse me", and then sat down at the side under the guidance of the assistant.On such a serious occasion, he seemed very at ease, with his long legs crossed, he casually picked up a professional magazine and quietly flipped through it.

After 5 minutes, there was a final greeting in the room, Stella got up to see off the guests, and called, "Lu."

The reporter followed his gaze, "Mr. Shang."

Phytrol put down the magazine, got up from the soft leather chair, first kissed Stella, and then shook hands with the reporter. The two exchanged business cards. The reporter showed his true feelings and repeatedly expressed his great honor.The person was sent out by the assistant, and Phytophthora hugged Stella again.The old lady has the same delicacy as the old ladies in France. Her face is covered with powder, her thin lips are painted with bright lipstick, and her silver curly hair looks like she has just taken care of it. She wears a grass green pencil skirt and a complete set The same color turned-up neck long windbreaker, flesh-colored stockings, and the same grass green sheepskin small high-heeled pumps on the feet.

Stella rolled her eyes and shook her head: "I'm so busy that I can't breathe."

The assistant handed over the water glass, and the old lady drank two sips of ice water. After hearing the assistant's report that there were two final interviews to come, she could breathe a sigh of relief.Stella put down the water glass, "I'll go backstage and have a look."

After walking two steps, seeing that the most proud student in his life did not keep up, he asked, "What's wrong?"

Shanglu smiled: "I'll wait for you here."

Stella knew it well, so she no longer made things difficult for him.

As soon as she entered the dressing room, the staff of the troupe who were still in full swing greeted her, and a young actor asked lively: "Mr. Xingbuxing, have you met Phytophthora? I saw him go to the interview room just now!"

Dozens of pairs of eyes stared brightly, waiting.Ke Yu clenched a powder puff unconsciously, and made a white mark on it with her fingertips.

Stella replied slowly and impatiently with a smile: "Here, come, come, let's take a photo with you after the performance."

"Woo——" There was a burst of light and joyful cheers.

Someone asked again: "Has the teacher reserved a seat for Shang Lu? Is it the best seat for Xing?"

"Why doesn't he come to see us?"

"Is he going to London with us?"

"Is he in company? Is his girlfriend Rita here?"

Stella put on a serious face: "There are still three hours before the performance starts, it seems that you are all ready."

The whole group scattered like birds and beasts, Stella glanced at Ke Yu who had been quiet all along, "Yu."

The make-up artist stopped, and Ke Yu looked back. The old lady walked over lightly, leaned over, and put her hands on his shoulders: "How do you feel?"

Ke Yu tasted it for a while, as if Xing let his mind walk through his body, and when he was done, he nodded in confirmation: "That's it."

Stella patted his shoulder with her old hand and nodded, "I'll go to the stage for a while."

Ke Yu asked her to "becareful".

Shang Lu left the troupe after graduation, but he won an industry award for his debut work, so he left, and the legend has been passed down.The troupe is recruiting people every year, there are new actors, there are also new behind-the-scenes, and occasionally there are Stella’s students who graduate and come to work. The encyclopedia of film history, why pull hundreds of films a week and also finish an eloquent art review by the way, what is the natural sense, why was chased by the local local snakes in the slums of Brazil in order to pick up the wind, what is the courage and skill of the star when he is at the end of the road, In the end, even Xing came back with a black humorous gang movie starring the black boss himself...Ke Yu listened to it for a year.

Someone also asked Ke Yu, has the star partnered twice, and is there any story to share?

Ke Yu thought for a while, and only said that he was very focused and had no distractions in his work.

It really sounds like a colleague I don't know very well.

The people in the troupe, like Stella, want to dedicate their lives to drama and literature, and they don't have such strong ambitions for fame and fortune. If some wealthy businessmen and politicians come to visit today, they will be less interested.But Phytophthora is different. He is a star who has participated in three consecutive Cannes and won a lot of money in all three times!

"Hey, Yu," corner B called him, "is it time to go to land again after the tour of your star?"

Ke Yu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "hopeso."

·

Stella came back from the front court, and Shang Lu was chatting with reporters for the next round of interviews.Although he is still very young, Stella feels that he is very different from his student days.In the past, his face was full of high-spiritedness that had never suffered, and that determination was almost to the point of rebelliousness.It is different now, he already has a pair of eyes that have been injured, immersed in pain, and struggled, with a noble and deep aura, and when he is not smiling, Stella has never been able to guess whether he is happy or not.

It is said that suffering makes poets, but Shanglu possesses keen insight and inhuman courage to penetrate into reality. Does Xingxing have to experience suffering in order to do a good job in creation?This is actually a false proposition.

"I went backstage just now, and they all know that you've been here." Stella had something to say, and her wrinkled eyes were full of kindness and sharpness.

Shang Lu pursed his lips, looking a little helpless.

"I said I'll let you take a group photo backstage after it's over, and they're all very happy."

"Including him?"

"Well," Stella shrugged, "I didn't pay attention to this. But I went to confirm the status of my leading actor, and he seems to be calm."

Shang Lu smiled, "He has always been like this. But, did you intend to hide from me the fact that he became your starring role until today?"

Lai Xingshi's questioning came, and Stella hurriedly asked the reporter to start the interview in order to avoid questioning from her young and vigorous students.

Shanglu waited patiently until all the interviews were over, and after the old lady drank two glasses of water and took another sip of liqueur to suppress her shock, she said slowly: "Teacher, you know, I have always been very patient, and I have always been patient. It just happened to be a lot of time."

Stella stroked her silver hair: ""Ambitionist" is a story that happened in the Chinese community, so from the beginning, the protagonist was set to have an Asian face, preferably an East Asian. This is the most popular creation in my life. I am old, and I want to bring drama back to the public, so I prepared two sets of starring teams, one set of stars, and one set of professional drama actors.As for the star set, I have been choosing in Europe and America for a long time, but the result is not ideal, so I thought of working with you at that time. "

"Why not later?"

"Ke Yu took the initiative to send a private message to our theater troupe Xiang Li on Twitter, saying that he wants to try it out."

"You didn't tell me either."

"I have a good impression of him. Thanks to the two films you have collaborated with, his charm in front of the camera surprised me, so I sent him an audition invitation-don't worry, I originally planned to wait for him to try and get results I’ll talk to you later, otherwise there’s no need, isn’t it Xing? Why should he tell you about Xing’s affairs? I think, if he wants to get the role through you, he won’t be so tactful.”

Stella's sensitivity and respect made Shanglu speechless.

"We met in Paris and arranged an audition the next afternoon. He simply..." Stella made a gesture, as if Xing couldn't find the right words for a while, "amazing, no, Xing fabulous! Don't you Know his expressiveness on stage! That fluency, that precision, that, that..." Stella was at a loss for words, shaking her head slightly in a Western style, "powerful. Really amazed me, I I have never seen a film actor perform with such vitality on stage."

Shang Lu's expression softened, "He has heart blindness, as you know, in the first few years of his learning to perform, he relied on tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of imitations and exercises, so he has very good control over his limbs. Accurate and powerful. Too much imitation of stage performances has caused him to be too exaggerated, rough, and blunt in front of the camera, so he has taken many detours for many years. He can surprise you at the first audition. There is meaning."

Stella nodded with deep feeling: "You are quite right. Movie actors need inner life, and stage actors need the power to release. From this point of view, the detours that have been taken by Xiang Xiang may not necessarily be detours that have been taken by stars. Your hard work may not be in vain, the time of your life that was dedicated to being boring at that time will be a hundred times more enthusiastic when it blooms. Oh yes," Stella clapped her hands, "His English is also very good, I want him to It’s hard for him to have a little Asian accent, his American pronunciation is beautiful and standard.”

"He was a star English teacher before joining the industry."

"I know, he shared it with me," Stella began to shake her head in amazement again, "in a word, I have met him, and I think this is Xing Tang (Tang), of course--my dear Phytophthora, I am very happy He wanted to share this news with you right away, but he didn't give me this chance," the old lady smiled wryly, but said narrowly, "He needs me to keep it secret and sign it into the contract."

Shanglu smiled angrily: "I have come to see you twice."

"He was rehearsing in the small theater, and he was a star both times."

"Does he know I'm coming?"

"I know it once, but I don't know it once. When you pass by the door, he forgets his lines. What is this called in your China? Don't dare to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly people."

Shanglu corrected her: "This poem is not used like this."

The old lady shook her head and said, "I don't know, since you are here today, just sit in the middle of the pool for me honestly and watch his performance."

"Now why aren't you afraid of him 'not daring to speak loudly, for fear of frightening the heavenly beings'?"

Stella blinked: "Because I prepared in advance."

Shang Lu was taken aback: "What are you preparing?"

Prepared a mask to cover his face?Then he will be considered a terrorist.

Stella was about to speak when there was a knock on the door, she was relieved, and what she was about to say turned into an elegant "come in".

Shang Lu had a bad intuition and wanted to hide subconsciously, but the room was clear at a glance. His haste was pressed when the still button was pressed at the sound of the door opening, and he had already walked in to Ke Yu, who had finished his makeup and changed his clothes, his face was full of stars. Fortified - "Stella - pokeweed?"

Shanglu coughed and stretched out his hand: "It's a pleasure to meet you."

... What a lucky meeting!

There was a horrific look on Ke Yu's face, but he quickly cleaned up and said to Stella, "Excuse me, I'll come over later."

He was brought over by the assistant, thinking that the old lady had something important to explain.

Stella waved her hand: "I have to go to meet the distinguished guests, you guys chat slowly."

Close the door intimately.

In the huge conference room, only two people were left looking at each other.After a long time, Ke Yu said first: "I," he subconsciously turned his face away, "I still have something to do..."

Shanglu asked him: "How do you feel?"

Stella also asked just now, and he said "that's it".But when Shang Lu asked, he felt a secret nervousness in his heart, and his expression tensed up: "It's...not nervous."

"I didn't come here for you."

Ke Yu nodded, raised his face, and said as a matter of course: "I know."

He painted the character makeup, young and frank, looking innocent.

He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with taking it for granted, but Shang Lu was stung instead.He never expected himself to watch his performance, even if he came, he knew that Xing was for Stella and had nothing to do with him.He doesn't pretend to be sentimental, doesn't think too much, he sees Shang Lu far away, and sees himself far away from him.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Shang Lu asked him.

"You're here, I can't help but go to the auditorium to look for you, how can I perform like that?" Ke Yu pretended to smile relaxedly, "Besides, it's just a multinational job, it's no big deal."

"Guo'er didn't come with you."

This year, it's all about taking care of yourself.There is no English-speaking environment in France, and its language is very exclusive. Even if Keyu's English is good, it is out of place here.

Ke Yu nodded: "I can take care of myself." He added, "My colleagues in the troupe take good care of me, and they all know English, so...it's okay, really."

Having said that, it seems that the process of greetings should be finished.The air fell silent again, and Ke Yu said again: "...then I'll go back first."

"The performance was successful." Shang Lu stared at him deeply, and finally said this.

Ke Yu's smile was much brighter this time, with the shadow of the character Tang - he always entered the show so early.

"Okay, Merci."

He walked out of the meeting room, but did not turn to the corridor leading to the backstage, but walked slowly along the path under his feet in a trance.The process from the back stage to the front stage, Xing is a process from quiet and busy to lively and disorderly. The hurried troupe staff disappeared, replaced by Xing, and Xing’s audience poured in waves. Senior movie fans from all over the world, they squatted all night to grab a limited number of pre-sale tickets, there are also famous writers, literary theorists, screenwriters and poets, there are senior professors in Shakespeare's research room, there are also commercial directors, art directors, and Broadway art directors. Director, also has a professional film selection team in the West End of London.

Chinese movie fans, on the other hand, knew nothing about it, and the entire Chinese Internet community would explode until the first round of reports were released.

The conversation was lively, and no one noticed the man in coarse clothes, who was the star of the scene.Stella took her secrecy to the end.

The hall is full of flowers, spreading all the way to the outside of the hall, the courtyard, and the road.

The expensive flower baskets are gorgeous and fragrant. Hundreds of baskets have the same flower materials and packaging, and it can be seen that they are made by one person.

The logo is also familiar to Xing Keyu, the eight-centimeter rose planet that Xing endorsed.

The outer flower basket is hung with champagne-colored cards, which are full of fragrance and even stained with the bright pollen of stamens.The above formally says:

"I wish Stella:

The premiere of "The Career" was a complete success

Shanglu Congratulations

Standing in the street and costing a lot of money is enough to show the student's affection.

Ke Yu smiled and stuffed the card back.

He didn't know that in the inner circle, there were hundreds of baskets, the same gorgeous fragrance, and the same champagne-colored greeting card, which simply said:

"Past efforts will come to you in due time

must succeed

Not signed.

The author has something to say: stage performances and film performances are explained in detail in Chapter 108, you can go and read it again. At that time, Phytophthora was helping him find an outlet to overcome his mental blindness.

Phytolacca and Stella speak French, Ke Yu and Stella speak English, and the script is an English script

Poetry is a free translation, anyway, you can always find the corresponding phrases and common sayings.