Inner entertainment first vase

"The Career" is adapted from "Macbeth", but the story of the court with the background of the Scottish Kingdom was placed in the Chinese community in New York in the 50s. Tang, a 23-year-old young man, got the chance to run errands under Boss Zheng's hall in the gold shop. Soon, his quick-wittedness was appreciated by Boss Zheng. During the burglary, he desperately guarded the gold, and made a bloody contribution to Boss Zheng.

Tang became Boss Zheng's confidant. On a cross-state letter delivery, Tang met three women with oriental faces.

The first woman said: "Young man who was wounded and shot, your blood will bring you a beautiful wife."

The second woman said, "Cold and cunning young man, your meanness will bring you mountains of gold."

The third woman said: "My lord, your glory will benefit future generations, and your descendants will be rich and prominent for generations to come."

Holding his injured and bleeding arm, he stumbled into the courtyard of Boss Zheng's main house.This scene was half-lit and half-dark, and in the dark was the question and answer between him and Boss Zheng's master and servant. The master sat in the bright armchair, his face completely hidden, only the voice came out, and the servant answered with his arms covered. ; In the bright part, it is Miss Zheng's innocent looking and questioning.

Boss Zheng (unapologetic): How is the matter going?

Tang (respectfully): Delivery by hand, absolutely safe.

Miss Zheng (brittle): Why are your hands bleeding?

Don (humbly): Miss.

Boss Zheng: How did you get hurt?

Don: Had a fight with a nigger.

Miss Zheng: What kind of injury did you suffer?How did you get hurt?

Tang: But he said that the little one was walking on the road, and saw two niggers coming to grab him in an instant, and the little one was fighting with his life, but the nigger plucked it from his black waist!A black iron bump slapped twice!A spark --

Miss Zheng: How did you escape?

Tang: To tell you the truth, when I was young, I learned some kicks and kicks from my cousin Tang Yigou who is known as the master of Xingyiquan in Foshan.

Miss Zheng smiled coquettishly and said: You are talking nonsense, and you are bluffing me as soon as you hear it.

Tang stood up straight: he was bluffing Miss, (warmly) bluffing Miss laughing.

Ke Yu’s American pronunciation is deliberately added with a Cantonese accent. The lines are very dense, and there are two mental states at the same time like this. The question and answer are very fast. If it is a typical quick-cut technique in movies, he is not In the first language, to memorize such a long dialogue, you have to think about accents, sentence sentences, tone and severity. This kind of complicated processing is beyond reason, and can only be carved into instinct by rehearsal.

The whole theater was very quiet, but there was thunderous applause.

Shanglu sat in the first row of the pool seat, a little to the right of the middle.He originally declined Stella's kindness and planned to watch it only on the second floor, but Stella didn't know why he changed his mind temporarily.

The lights in the auditorium are dark, but the stage is bright.When the spotlight came down, the astute young man felt rippling in his heart: How did he win his beautiful wife?He already had a cousin wife in his family, how could he still have a wife?A candle flickered on, and Tang understood that it was for him to "stop wives and then marry a wife," as it was written in the play.

In the damp dark alley, there are whispers, that is the sound of a poisonous tongue.

Tang's wife: I can go to my cousin in New York. If someone asks me, I don't know you.

Tang: I married that lady again.

Tang's Wife: Gain the trust of your father-in-law.

Tang: Become his confidant.

Tang's wife: Take over his gold shop.

Tang: The gold store is shining with gold.

Tang's Wife: That gold bracelet on the counter is as thick as a wheel!

There were many showers, and thunder bursts, like drums and hammers.

Tang's Wife (Thoughts): It needs to be designed to make Zheng's mother sick and die in infancy.

Tang (slapping fists): Then make my beautiful wife pregnant with my Tang family blood.

Tang's Wife: This is where the Zheng family becomes the Tang family.

Tang: Wait for my father-in-law's eyesight to fade away.

Tang's Wife: Then send him to the west.

Tang: I have pity on my beautiful wife, who is sick and frail, and sick from longing.

Tang's Wife: Actually, I left early.

Tang: In such a secret way, the fetus in your womb has become a good boy of my Tang family in a blink of an eye.

Tang's Wife: This is——

Don: This is——

Together: Glory and blessing to future generations, the descendants are prominent for generations!

Stella has already stated everything in the story, and the audience is like God knows the fate, watching the Zheng family fall into this calculated cage.From this perspective, this play inherits the tragic color of classicism, and it is a fateful destruction.

The stage darkened and the actors left. Ke Yu's face was covered with thin sweat, which slid down his cheeks.The headlights made his body hot, and even his soul seemed to be tormented in a pan of oil. He turned his head and looked in the direction of Phytophthora, the light and shadow were very dim, and it was almost difficult to distinguish the content, but he calmed down and gained from being despicable. A second of clear peace.

In the tense transition, Stella held Ke Yu's cheek and kept kissing her: "bravo!"

Ke Yu was still in a daze, and didn't even notice who came to kiss him to congratulate him. After thousands of rehearsals, he seemed to have a set alarm in his mind, and before he was reminded, his body had already reacted to go on stage .

Deaths abounded in the Zheng family, gold stores continued to expand, and strategies were programmed into fate. Only young people became the big winners behind the scenes.He married a beautiful wife, he was in charge of business, he emptied his father-in-law, he killed an old official, blood seeped into the skin of his palm——

Servant: Sir, what are you washing?

Tang: Blood.

Servant: Sir, your hands are clean.

Don: Can't you see blood?

Servant: Your hands are clean.

Don (pause): How clean.

Servant: Look, there is nothing dirty.

Tang: Nothing dirty at all.

Servant: Indeed, there is nothing dirty.

Turning off the faucet, the sound of water stopped. Tang slowly took the hot towel, wiped his five fingers, and said: Indeed, there is no dirt at all.

This is a classic scene from "Macbeth", but with a completely different effect. In "Macbeth", this scene implies that the lady is insane under the conspiracy, but obviously, here in Don, "vileness is the passport of the vile man", and his hands-really there is nothing dirty at all.

Since the death of her father, Miss Innocence is no longer naive. She is suspicious, jealous, and doubly dependent on her husband.Finally, both the wife and the child in the country were found, the wife's sharp knife stabbed the wife, and the wife's silver hairpin cut through the wife, blood filled the air, there were two screams, the dawn broke, the two bodies fell into the abyss, and only half of them were left. A tall child waits for a carriage in the cold wind.

His father came to pick him up, this is Hao Erlang from the Tang family.

"Macbeth" is a tragedy. As a hero of Scotland, he should have defended the frontier and served the king, but three prophecies made him fall into the abyss of ambition.He murdered the lord, usurped the throne, massacred his subjects, and only had power in his heart, and finally died in a battle of revenge on the border.

Shanglu knew that Stella would not give Tang such an ending.The oriental witch's prophecy was carried out to the end. Tang really got promoted and made a fortune, and his status and financial resources reached the peak of the Chinese community. "Zheng's Gold Shop" has become "Tang Ji Jewelry". Just one sentence: no blood, no blood, no blood.

He got his third beautiful and virtuous wife, surrounded by children and grandchildren. His son is a lawyer and his daughter is a member of parliament.The children were chasing and laughing non-stop, and the whole play ended with Boss Tang's family portrait of four generations living together.

The audience's applause has never stopped since then, until Stella brought the actors out to call the curtain, the applause was always enthusiastic, whistles mixed with cheers, and "bravo" was endless.Stella held the hands of Ke Yu and the leading actress and bowed to thank him. When Ke Yu lifted his body, his eyes were brightly illuminated by the stage lights.He still wears old-age makeup and gray hair, but his soul has been freed from meanness and has become light and pure.

The sound of the shutter was drowned in the applause, and only the flash showed the enthusiasm of the global media.

There is a voice floating from the bottom of my heart.

In the wind and snow, the paper lanterns of the Naxi nationality fluttered and whirled, and there was a crackling sound of burning in the warm fire pit.

"Maybe I will shoot you for the rest of my life, or maybe we will fall apart after only two movies together. Stories like this in the film industry are not special... Have you ever thought that I met you not because I wanted you to achieve something Me, but God let me make you....Maybe in the future, you will be the one standing under the spotlight, and I just applaud you in the audience. If it is destined, I can only give you a ride and give you a hand , then even if at that time, we no longer have the possibility of cooperating and meeting each other, I will not regret it.”

No!

——The light eyes just now suddenly hurt, and Ke Yu suddenly turned his head to look at Shanglu's seat.

There were no pokeweeds there, only enthusiastic photojournalists huddled together.

Stella obviously felt that the handbrake she was holding became cold for a while, and she even trembled uncontrollably.She turned her head to look over, the light was like daylight, unable to illuminate anything unusual about Ke Yu.He just had anxious eyes, as if he had to leave now, otherwise he would fall into the void.

Stella whispered to him, calling him "dear", telling him not to worry.

She let go of her hand and said softly, "Go."

At the curtain call again, the lead actor disappeared.

The backstage passage door was pushed open abruptly, Ke Yu's eyes were blank, and he scanned the white corridor in front of him messily and without focus, as if no matter how wide his eyes were, he couldn't find what he wanted.As he walked, he took off his headgear, glasses, beard, gray suit, golden ring, red bow tie, and pocket watch in his right breast pocket. His steps were hurried, Suddenly, his right foot slammed into his left heel, he staggered a step, stumbled and held on to the wall in a daze——

His eyes turned gray for a few seconds.

Why?Why did it remind him of Shanglu's words at this time?What is on and off the stage, what is going their separate ways, what is destined to be a farewell, and will never see each other again in this life and will not regret it?Why?Why should he choose between the two——

He was abandoned from birth, did anyone make him a choice?

He once again lost his chance to get a home because he was molested by Mei Zhongliang. Has anyone asked him about his choice?

He became a star and had no worries about food and clothing, but his grandma never heard his "Mumma" again. Did he have a choice?

He met Yu Ye, was designed by him, imprisoned by him and threatened by him, did he have a chance to choose again?

He... His secret, the secret he desperately wanted to hide his whole life, was seen by Shang Lu, did he have a choice?

God, you can't—you can't—

He never gave him a chance to choose between the two, but he wanted to put a price tag on his only, desperate love!

Why, why should he choose between Pokemon and the stage?

Love, ideals, isn't he worthy?

He fucking deserves it!

I don't know when the tip of the nose felt sore, and the tears flowed down, mottled on his face with old makeup, Ke Yu seemed to have forgotten to breathe, but walked quickly, to get out of this winding corridor, out of this A seemingly never-ending tease of fate.

The door was pushed open.

The light suddenly pierces the eyes, which is warm, golden sunset light.

Shanglu stood on the balcony, with a cigarette between his fingers, and was talking to the phone for the last time.He raised his hand to extinguish the cigarette, hung up the phone, turned around - something suddenly fell into his arms.

Warm, tough, just right with his embrace and memory——

No, maybe still a little thinner.

Shanglu was thrown back a step—half a step, and he stabilized quickly.

He can always hold on, no matter how hard the hug is or how reckless it is.

"...Ke Yu?" Shang Lu half-raised his hand, with a surprised look on his face, a bit of politeness and surprise not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

In the perception of Ke Yu's tense back, Shanglu's hand did not fall for a long time.He didn't know, he didn't know that his brows were furrowed and stretched, he didn't know that the corners of his lips were slightly raised as if resigned to his fate, he didn't know that his hands were already gently pressed against him, as if he was embracing him back.

"One hundred points, one hundred points, you are here for Stella, I know, is there - is there one point for me? Even if it is only one point?"

Pray for God to give him mercy and good luck, and give this alms, so that he will be courageous again.

"Have."

"How much?" Ke Yu asked stubbornly.

"Don't you just want one point?"

"One point is enough."

Shang Lu didn't answer him, Ke Yu took him as acquiescing, as if a fish found water, he wanted to breathe, but no matter how hard he breathed, he couldn't breathe enough, the more he talked, the more he opened his mouth, the shorter the oxygen he inhaled, and he The more suffocating.But he kept saying: "I don't like you applauding me in the audience, I don't want you to just give me a ride, I don't want you to give me a lift, your mission is not this,...not this -"

"Ke Yu?" Shang Lu frowned, holding his shoulder hard, wanting to look at him.

"You know me...not for this..." Ke Yu wrapped his arms around his shoulders tightly, and buried his face in Shanglu's neck.His makeup stained Pokemon's white shirt.

"Shhhhh, don't talk," Shang Lu held him down calmly and held him in his arms, "Take a deep breath, one, two, three, inhale, one, two, three... Exhale, come again, slow down Come on, one, two, three..."

Ke Yu closed her upper lip, gritted her teeth, and took a deep breath following his rhythm.

"I'm listening," Shang Lu listened to his breathing, quiet, with a low voice, just in Ke Yu's ear, just like that year, "My mission is not this, what is that? You tell me. "

A sourness rushed from the heart to the tip of the nose without reason, and Ke Yu's eyes became hot, and he said hoarsely and tiredly: "...It is to make me love you."