[Comprehensive Film and Television] I made an appointment with you at the wrong end

Let the sun, moon and stars be your companions, let the vicissitudes of life change

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"Look, what a sword! If the Overlord of Chu had this sword back then, he would have slaughtered Liu Bang a long time ago." Duan Xiaolou held up an ancient sword and looked left and right, his face full of satisfaction. .

"Is this the sword that Eunuch Zhang used back then?" Cheng Dieyi casually glanced over there.

"Hey, I kind of recognized it too. You were envious for a long time in the study back then, but I didn't expect that this turn of events would be in your hands, senior brother?" Lu Zhu also said.

"That's right, since Zhang's mansion fell into ruin, all his antique calligraphy and paintings have been sold." Duan Xiaolou hung the sword on his waist, and continued: "Later, Fourth Master Yuan knew the goods and bought them. "

"It turned out he gave it to me. I said it's no wonder." Lu Zhu laughed.

The two of them almost tore it up on the spot because of the five steps or seven steps of Bawang's return to the camp. After she disturbed it, Duan Xiaolou "pityed" Yuan Shiqing in the late stage of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and specially invited him to watch " "Farewell My Concubine"; and Yuan Shiqing was very happy when he saw that the overlord of Chu met his imagination.

As a result, one of these two likes to praise people vigorously, and the other likes to be praised vigorously, so they hooked up—Yuan Shiqing originally loved Bawang more than Yuji, and it is said that he still lives in his own yard from time to time Make up gestures.Concubine Yu who only got Cheng Dieyi in the past, he gave gifts desperately; now that he got the God-restored Overlord, he is so happy and crazy.Rewarding gifts is simply free, and the compliments are justified and well-founded, making Duan Xiaolou feel elated and regard him as a confidant.

"Don't make trouble anymore, come quickly and see which photos you want to send to Master." Cheng Dieyi patted the table lightly and greeted.

"Let me take a look... This one is not bad." Lu Zhu sat beside him, pointed his head over, and pointed to a photo of himself and him.

Cheng Dieyi looked down. In the photo, the two were dressed in red and black, sitting on the left and the right, with smiles on their faces, a bit like the way new couples take pictures at modern weddings...

"Okay." He replied with a smile, and then put the photo on the envelope.

"Why didn't you call me when you went to take pictures later?" Duan Xiaolou said with some dissatisfaction after taking a look.

"Didn't you go to Yuan Siye's house to chat with him at that time?" Cheng Dieyi replied.

"Where am I..." Duan Xiaolou said a few words depressed and puzzled, and suddenly saw Cheng Dieyi taking advantage of Lu Zhu's opportunity to lower his head to pick up the photo, and secretly glared at him.

Being stared at by Cheng Dieyi, Duan Xiaolou probably understood the little brother's thoughtfulness: he didn't even plan to ask him to go, so that he could take a double photo with the younger sister alone!

Alas, as a big brother, you have to help pull the red line like this.

After picking out the photos and letting Duan Xiaolou, who was going out later, take them out to post, Cheng Dieyi packed up his things, and came outside Lu Zhu's room with a theater ticket.

"Honghong? It's me, can I come in?" After knocking on the door, Cheng Dieyi heard "Come in quickly" from inside.

So he skillfully pushed the door open by himself.

Unexpectedly, the scene that came into his eyes immediately made him suffocate.

"Brother, come and help me, there is one more thing, I can't pull it up by myself." Lu Zhu turned his head sideways and waved to Dieyi.

Closing the door stiffly like a wooden man, he slowly walked behind Lu Zhu.

Just a few steps, it seems that he has consumed a lot of strength.

On weekdays at home, Lu Zhu mostly wears a twill cardigan with a collar and a horse face skirt or a pleated skirt, covering from the neck to the feet, like a well-bred old-fashioned lady; even if she wears She wore the classic blue and black schoolgirl outfit, which also looked like a wide top, knee-length skirt and stockings.

It will never be like now, wearing a tailor-made dress, with a small square collar revealing a slender and slender neck, because it is a posture with the back turned, the white and delicate shoulders and neck under the neck hit his eyes unobstructed inside.

The cut waist and the tutu skirt that was rounded and full after wearing a bustle underneath made her waist extremely thin and thin.It was at this time that he realized that there was such a good figure hidden under the loose clothes.

"This, what is this..." Resisting the trembling of his hands, Cheng Dieyi glanced at the half-opened zipper.

"Oh, this is a very popular thing that functions like a button recently, it's called a zipper, like this—" Lu Zhu turned his hand and pulled it up a little bit with difficulty, explaining: "Pull it up." When you pull it up, the two sides of the clothes will be closed, and then the clothes will be put on."

Cheng Dieyi subconsciously glanced at the zipper again: the zipper was about the height of the palm under his armpit, so he couldn't pull the zipper up with his backhand.

She only wore a breast wrap underneath, and because the zipper was not closed properly, the two corners of the dress drooped behind her back like a slouch, half concealed, but it was even more eye-catching.

The Adam's apple hidden in the vertical collar moved slightly, suppressing the thoughts in his heart, Cheng Dieyi held the zipper pull with his hand, and pulled it up slightly: "Is this so?"

"Yes, that's right, help me pull it up..." Lu Zhu looked at the carved full-length mirror in front of her - Cheng Dieyi paid a lot of money to get it back for her.

Cheng Dieyi raised his eyes to look at the scene in the mirror without any trace.

The ivory white dress is layered on top of each other, and it looks a little loose because it is not completely pulled up. The lace-trimmed lotus leaf is like a soft and sweet dream, falling on the short jacket with the pattern of Baoxiang Tuanhua. Between dark and light colors, it seems that dreams and reality are handed over at a certain moment of time and space confusion.

Feeling the zipper on his back being gently pulled up, when Lu Zhu turned his head to look at the person behind him, he met those hazy and affectionate eyes.

Cheng Dieyi's eyes are notoriously beautiful, usually because of the tear film covering the peach blossom eyes, they always have a watery and shiny luster.When I put on makeup, it seems to be mixed with a bit of the cold charm of the phoenix eyes. I remember that someone once commented on the famous actors in Beiping, and his Concubine Yu had a unique sentence "beauty with cold star eyes".

But when the cold star's bright eyes faced her, they were as transparent as a deep pool of water, and the corners of the eyes would be slightly raised when they smiled, as if they contained thousands of tenderness of endless stories, gentle and elegant to the extreme.

Even at noon in late autumn when no one is there, there is a sense of desolation. The lighting in the old-fashioned houses is not good, and the half-light environment is very easy to help the growth of inner desire. The hands in the long sleeves left the dark jacket with the pattern of Baoxiang Tuanhua, and landed on the waist of the skirt covered with light-colored hollow lace.

The two got closer and closer, their noses touching their noses, their breaths blending together, and their slender eyelashes even touched her eyebrows.

At the end, the two figures reflected in the mirror gradually joined together.

The lips covered lightly are very soft and soft, like sweet-scented osmanthus red bean sorbet in summer, with a bit of coolness through the ice crystals; after being warmed by breath or burned by emotion, it feels like a warm winter night The traditional powdered red bean cake is delicate, sweet, glutinous and tender, lingering on the tongue for a long time.

"I'll have to go out later..." Lu Zhu backed away slightly, motioning Cheng Dieyi to look at the theater ticket on the table.

The hands covering the waist tightened tightly, and the usual soft and gentle voice became a little hoarse: "But do you think... Senior brother offended you?"

The desolate and lonely world of ice and snow in his heart has been entangled with him for many years. At this moment of change, he can only hold on tightly to the companions who are regarded as life-saving straws.

Heaven, or earth, just wait for her to say a word.

Seeing the picturesque eyebrows and eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, Lu Zhu lowered his head and leaned into his arms, and said softly: "No."

"I've liked Senior Brother since a long time ago." He added a sentence, in exchange for a hearty and satisfied smile, and immediately after that, another soft kiss fell on the hair on the top of his head like falling feathers.

With her words, even the lonely and desolate autumn made him feel like he was in the warm spring of March.

The person holding the hand gave him a promise. He finally walked on thin ice and trembled. When the ice melted and everything recovered, he would never have to worry about the collapse of the sun, the moon, the world, and the changes of the sea and the world.

The younger junior sister said that he was shining like a star, shining on the stage; in fact, in his opinion, a star may not be a star, but it must be a bright moon that gently gave him brilliance.

Throughout the ages, the world loves the moon a lot, and the bright moon is so beautiful that it deserves the support of all the stars.

There is no mutual existence in love, and at the end of the fight, there will always be someone who will quit.

At that time, the moon and stars will be sparse, leaving the last star who fell in love with the bright moon and stubbornly guards in the night sky.

However, when the night and the day are handed over, the star will also usher in its greatest enemy.

At dusk, Lu Zhu sat in the front row of the small theater.

Glancing at the hand-painted poster, the lines outlined by simple strokes are smooth and soft, and the round appearance of the classical style is matched with a white navy uniform, supplemented by a kneeling woman in a colorful and complex kimono, minimalist and gorgeous, inexplicably rendered A unique yet harmonious aesthetic.

The story of "Madame Butterfly" is roughly that Pinkerton, the captain of the navy in the west, obviously has a family in his own country, but he cheats the eastern girl Qiaoqiaosang into marriage by playing tricks outside.Shortly after marriage, Pinkerton returned to China for three years. Later, when he came to the East with his western wife, he learned that Qiaoqiaosang had given birth to a son for him. In the end, he only wanted to adopt his son, which made the distraught Qiaoqiaosang commit suicide. ... This young girl who was once called "Butterfly Girl" because of her innocence and liveliness finally flew away like a butterfly.

In the final analysis, the core is actually the Eastern female complex of Western men.

This time "Madame Butterfly", the lead singer is Song Liling, who has recently become well-known among the new school figures.

In this chaotic era when cheongsams were combined with western clothes, suits and mandarin jackets, many grotesque characters emerged in endlessly.Song Liling is not only a disdainful "actor" in people's mouth, but even a man with long hair and neutral clothes is just a talking point for people to laugh after dinner.

What's more, men's roles have been popular since ancient times, and women's clothing on stage and "women's clothing" off stage are not new.Some people say that he is too involved in the drama, some people say that he is insane, but without exception, it is not too much to praise his face that mixes the beauty of the East and the West.

Even if she is wearing plain clothes, that face is enough to make the whole picture beautiful.

Opera is an art form that people love very much, just like those foreigners sitting nearby; those who don't love it will naturally be annoyed that it doesn't know what to say, such as Yuan Shiqing who is sitting next to her - I don't know why he came to torture Own.

Foreigners watch Beijing opera, Chinese people watch opera, and they don't have the heart to be tolerant, but it doesn't mean that they think each other is rubbish no matter how you look at it.

On the way, I heard Yuan Shiqing say that Song Liling sang "The Drunken Concubine" very well.

Hearing this, Lu Zhu glanced at him suddenly: This is why Yuan Xiba "wronged" him to come to the opera by himself.

He won Cheng Dieyi's Concubine Yu and Duan Xiaolou's Overlord, and now he has his eyes on Song Liling's Concubine Yang.

Sure enough, when the performance was over, Yuan Shiqing ran backstage uninvited.

With the help of Fourth Master Yuan, Lu Zhu followed in without any difficulty.

This theater is small, so the backstage is not as rich as the Duan's Theater that Cheng Dieyi worked with, unlike Duan's Theater, where the main character is specially reserved for makeup in a separate room.However, being the protagonist always has some privileges. Song Liling's dressing table is separated by a curtain in a corner, which can be regarded as a "single room".

An old lady doing odd jobs raised the curtain and spoke to Song Liling, and that indistinguishable face turned around, under the dim yellow light, it was extremely gorgeous.

Sometimes, the inner talents are all at the same height, and the degree of physical fit becomes the distinguishing factor.

So Cheng Dieyi was the concubine Yu during the period when Chu and Han were fighting, and Song Liling was Concubine Yang in the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

Yuan Shiqing was still the same as Duan Xiaolou before, citing scriptures but secretly stinging, saying a lot, and it meant nothing more than one thing: Your concubine Yang Gui sings so well, don't sing these messy operas the...

So Lu Zhu, who was standing by the wall, saw Song Liling, who was still sitting, looked back at Yuan Shiqing expressionlessly, then stood up, and put down the curtain.

That is to say, Yuan Shiqing, a drama idiot, can tolerate Song Liling's shameless behavior. He loves Song Liling's Concubine Yang very much. The hat covered his "intelligent" head, and after saying "see you someday", he left consciously.

Just as he took out a cigarette, he suddenly saw a faint figure in the mirror.

Song Liling turned her head abruptly.

Lu Zhu, whose face was blurred by the curtain when he put it down because he was leaning against the wall, stood in the corner and smiled at him.

That smile seemed to have a magical power, which made him relax his tense body.

"Are you also here to be his lobbyist?" Song Liling asked.

"No, I was just on your side accidentally by the curtain." At that time, I was afraid of embarrassing you when I lifted the curtain and went out on the spot.

"Okay, you go out." Realizing that Lu Zhu didn't say the rest of the lines, Song Liling waved her hand coldly.

"In fact, don't worry about him, your "Madame Butterfly" is very good." Lu Zhu thought for a while, but couldn't help but say.

Seeing that he raised his eyebrows lightly after hearing this sentence, Lu Zhu then added: "Singing whatever you like, this is very rare."

"Do you like this story?" Song Liling suddenly smiled.

"I don't like it." Lu Zhu replied honestly.

"I thought that most young girls like you would like this kind of story about love, life, and death..." He muttered something in a low voice, then relieved, and smiled: "That's right, this is an oriental girl." It's normal for you not to like the tragic love of Western men."

"This is not a question of empathy, but a question of betrayal and deceit, and it's a bit irresponsible." Lu Zhu frowned and explained: "This is the western impression of Eastern women, obedient, gentle, and man-oriented ..."

"If it were me, I wouldn't point the knife at myself, stabbing that scumbag who cheated on marriage to death, and raise the child well, that's the truth."

Song Liling couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly—then she changed back to that serious face in an instant. If it weren't for those screenshots in the barrage that were filled with "Successful screenshots of Uncle Long's snickering", Lu Zhu probably wouldn't have Noticed.

But even though Song Liling thought she was hiding the smile, his attitude was obviously much better than before.

It wasn't until he came to Song Liling's house as a guest that Lu Zhu dared to believe that he had captured a special creature from the Republic of China period-a little male feminist fighter.

The reason is quite simple, and Song Liling's mixed-race face is the best explanation: sometimes stories are drawn from life, and the story of Madame Butterfly is very similar to his life experience.

The only difference is that Song Liling was abandoned by her biological parents when she was a baby, and was picked up and adopted by a foreign couple living in China because of work. The adoptive mother used to be an opera artist, and he studied opera for a few years.Later, the boat where his adoptive parents returned to China to visit relatives was in danger at sea, and he became a loner again.

In order to make a living, at the age of ten, he entered the opera garden to study Peking Opera, and he became as amazing as "The Drunken Concubine" later.

When everyone was moved by the "poignant" story of Madame Butterfly, only this girl said those shocking words.

When I was studying opera, it was too hard. Not only was the master very harsh when he taught people, but also because he obviously had a face with a deep profile of a foreign race, he was bullied by other brothers and called him a bastard... Once, he even sneaked away. Finally, when he ran out, he realized a terrible fact: he had no home and could not go anywhere.

Only the theater where he was often beaten and scolded was the only place that could take him in.

He went back and was beaten again, but he devoted himself to learning opera, because he already understood that a child in this era must work hard if he wants to survive.

The life of studying drama is very hard, but he can have food to eat without going hungry, and he can have a basket for him to sleep in, so he feels extremely happy.

Everyone says that Madame Butterfly's love is poignant and moving, but who will notice how a child abandoned by his parents can survive in this difficult world?

He finally got the sympathy of his adoptive parents, but lost it after he got it, and fell into a darker abyss.

Looking back now, I don't even know how I survived the loneliness and loneliness for so many years.

When Song Liling talked about her life experience, she was very calm. She calmly and briefly talked about the sufferings of those years. Lu Zhu sipped some tea that was still warm, reached out and held his hand.

He obviously regarded her as a confidant because of his own thinking, so she didn't mind showing him a little kindness.

Compared with Cheng Dieyi, who had been accompanied by her since she was a child, Song Liling was much more lonely in the first half of her life.

It is obviously more difficult to unravel this butterfly than the one at home, but he can tell the past to others, which proves that he still has self-awareness and wants to struggle to climb up from the abyss, which is a good sign.

"Thank you." Song Liling said sincerely.

His hands were very cold, as if he had exhausted all his strength after talking about the past, but the girl sitting on the sofa next to him deliberately held a teacup to warm her hands, and then held his hand to give warmth.

"It's getting late, I have to go home." Lu Zhu let go of his hand and said.

Hearing her "go home", Song Liling's eyes darkened: "Okay, wait a minute, I'll take you out."

Seeing Song Liling get up to get her coat from the hanger, the old woman who was sweeping the yard also came over and picked up the tea set.

Because of her bowing her head, a small folded note quietly fell down.

It was with great difficulty that Lu Zhu suppressed the turmoil in her heart: Although she did not bow her head, the screenshot party had already cut out the content of the note for her, saying that in the unfolded part of the note, she vaguely saw the words "Communist Party" "Produce. Doctrine. Righteousness. Small. Group".

The old lady's complexion changed drastically, and her thoughts turned wildly. When she was trying to divert Lu Zhu's attention, Song Liling who saw this scene suddenly rushed up.

A cold hand pinched her chin and forced her to raise her head. The lips that were also slightly cold, seemed to have a kind of awe-inspiring attitude, and kissed her heavily.

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感谢在2019-12-0623:08:35~2019-12-0823:55:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!