I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

"Mountain Ghost" is one of the sacrifice songs adapted and processed by Qu Yuan based on folklore. *

And because there is still controversy about whether the image of the mountain ghost in the poem is male or female*, this gave dance theater directors a lot of creative space.

In the dance drama, the mountain ghost became a god without gender. He was born with flowers, plants, forests, birds, and animals. Love him, worship him and respect him, but he eats the fireworks in the world but only knows joy and does not understand pain.

People hope that he will live forever without dying, so he sees the bones of newborn babies buried in the earth, and the sun and the moon are turning. There are rumors that eating his flesh can make him live forever, and drinking his blood can keep him immortal. So everyone asks him for flesh and blood, and he takes whatever he wants.

Later, he was rescued by a young man, who didn't know his identity, and they loved each other for many months. The young man always hoped that he would be a girl, so he turned into a female body, but he was judged to be a demon. Under the eyes of everyone, a demon appeared, and was thrown into the sea after being shot dead by random arrows.

But there are always rumors that he is not dead, that he is waiting for an opportunity to take revenge, murder, drink blood and become a party of evil spirits, so he really is not dead, attracting all ghosts to worship.

People began to hate him and fear him, and tried to strangle him and suppress him forever.

Until the team that entered the mountain for sacrifices welcomed back a new mountain god.

"Wow, this story can't be said to be exactly the same as "Mountain Ghost", it can only be said that it has little to do with it." Chun Leshui said after reading the synopsis of the dance drama.

The dance drama combines some myths and legends and folk customs, and is divided into five units, in which the prologue and the end echo each other, and the end is a new cycle.

The protagonist of the whole play seems to be a mountain ghost, but in fact he is just the eyes, and it is about the heart.

Because the mountain ghost is set to be neutral, there are both male and female actors who audition for this role.

As the absolute protagonist throughout the play, and due to the characteristics of the character, in addition to the requirements for the actor's dancing skills, there are also certain restrictions on the body, the secondary sexual characteristics should not be too obvious, neither too tall and burly masculine nor too petite plump and feminine , so not many people interview for this role.

Today the theater is not open to the public. The performance hall is used as the interview hall for the main characters. It is still early. Except for the dancers interviewed in the performance hall, the interviewers have not yet come. , sneaked in from the back door of the performance hall, and sat beside Chu Lin.

He looked at the dancers in the front row, covered his mouth with the brochure for recruiting dancers from "Mountain Ghost", and asked Chu Lin in a low voice: "Brother, that girl seems to be the chief dancer of the National Song and Dance Theater, I have seen her Her dance drama is her, do internal dancers like her need to come to us for an interview?"

Chun Leshui was inexperienced in the selection of actors for dance dramas. He thought that directors and choreographers of such large-scale dance dramas would definitely give priority to dancers familiar to them.

Chu Lin also answered him in a low voice: "It seems to be because the chief director of "Mountain Ghost" is Jiang Buyan."

Chun Leshui was a little confused: "Who is Jiang Buyan?"

Just listening to the name, Chun Leshui has already made up the image of a man in his forties or fifties.

Hearing his question, Chu Lin was surprised: "You don't know Jiang Buyan?"

"Should I know?" Chun Leshui was even more confused.

Jiang Buyan is currently one of the top classical dancers in China. He officially embarked on the road of professional dancers in his teens. He graduated from the Department of Dance Choreography and is currently the chief choreographer of the dance troupe of the National Opera and Dance Theater. The works and the awards for the dance works he choreographed can be written on two pages.

"Mountain Ghost" is the second full-length original dance drama created by him as chief director.

Probably because he is from Shencheng, he always has a different feeling for Shencheng, so the actors in his last dance drama were directly selected from the Shencheng Dance Academy. Although this time he recruited actors from all over the country, After passing the preliminary screening, you need to come to Shencheng Dance Theater for an interview.

Moreover, the first play he directed has performed more than [-] performances across the country in just a few years. He officially started a global tour last year and won many international awards. These achievements led to the news that he is preparing for a new dance play. It attracted the attention of many dancers.

As soon as Chun Leshui heard it, the character image in his mind had changed from a middle-aged director with a big belly to a middle-aged dancer and director of dance theater with a good figure, a good face, a good temperament and a sense of hometown.

Chu Lin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and knocked him on the head with the recruitment brochure in his hand: "What middle-aged director, Mr. Jiang is only 28 years old."

Isn't that only four years older than Chu Lin?

"So young?" Chun Leshui was startled, "Then why did he call Jiang Buyan, a martial arts name that sounds very old?"

A chuckle came from behind, which startled Chun Leshui and Chu Lin, as if they were caught by the real master when talking about others behind their backs.

The two turned their heads together, only to realize that there was someone extra in the empty seat behind him at some point. This person was wearing a cap and a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, but judging by his casual attire in a dark hoodie and cap, he should be Not very old.

He smiled and began to cough moderately, probably because he had a cold.

While coughing, he leaned forward and lay down on the back of the empty seat next to Chun Leshui. He raised the brim of his hat with his index finger, revealing a pair of narrow, sharp eyes. His eyes looked a little tired, as if he hadn't woken up. The black hair on the sideburns is short.

His eyes flicked across the surface of Chu Lin and Chun Le Shui one by one, and finally fixed on Chun Le Shui's face, and asked: "Then what if Jiang Buyan's parents like to read martial arts novels and gave him this name?"

From such a close distance, Chun Leshui could smell the perfume on his body, the dry woody fragrance, with a faint bitterness and acridity, and a slightly fishy smell of animals after careful study.

Refreshing with a sense of aggressiveness and aggression, it is not a perfume that ordinary people can control, but it perfectly blends with the other party's temperament.

Even if most of his face was covered, Chun Leshui was sure that it would be a good thing for this person to take off his mask.

Jian Wen leaned against the front of the car and saw Song Hanzhang walking out of the Song Group building. He turned around and opened the driver's door and sat in. He bit his cigarette and commented on Song Hanzhang, who stepped into the car later: "Don't say it, you look pretty serious in your clothes." Something like that."

Song Hanzhang's black shirt is meticulous, his suit jacket is neat and docile, his tie is neatly tied around his neck, and his leather shoes are spotless.

This is the first time Jianwen has seen this outfit. Compared with his usual leather jacket, he looks like a dog.

Song Hanzhang was trapped by this clothes all morning, hooked the bow tie two or three times and then tore off the tie, unbuttoned his chest, and returned to his former appearance as the second generation ancestor.

He said angrily, "When have you ever seen me dressed inappropriately?"

"That's too much." Jian Wen smiled maliciously, "I've seen your bare butt."

Song Hanzhang clicked "tsk", Jian Wen pinched out the cigarette, started the car and drove: "To be honest, I really didn't expect you to start taking over the family business on this day."

"What about taking over the family business? I'm just getting in touch with the company's business first, to see if I can help my grandfather share some of the burden." Song Hanzhang said, "And I'm just a small manager, how can I compare with you, Mr. Jian."

"If the abbreviation of the general manager of a subsidiary under the Song Corporation is a small manager, then you are indeed a small manager, Mr. Song."

"I'm not in the mood to be poor with you." Song Hanzhang leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. "The old man left this mess to me. In the past two days, I have been exhausted just looking at the company's reports from previous years to find problems..."

The old man belongs to the practical group, since Song Hanzhang himself said that he needs to be familiar with the business of the group, no matter what the reason is, Song Shiqing will not give him a idle job in the group just because he is his grandson.

As he said at the beginning, since Song Hanzhang wants to do it, he must do it well.

So he officially started working. The old man directly assigned him to a certain subsidiary of the group. Although he was given the position of general manager, it was only after Song Hanzhang went that he found out that this subsidiary was acquired by the group a few years ago. Regardless of the annual submission The data provided to the parent company is both stable and beautiful, but in fact the company has been in a half-dead state. The company's business and book revenue and expenditure are not balanced, and various projects are not being received. It seems to be profitable but has always been losing money.

And probably because of his reputation, even if he parachuted there, those middle-level managers would not take him seriously at all, not to mention emptying his rights, and finding reasons to lure him to spend time and drink every day, and introduce him to those who seem to be okay but A flower shelf item that cannot be scrutinized at all.

"You're really taking me for a ride."

"The old man is training you."

"I know." Song Hanzhang came to the company today to talk to his grandfather about this matter. For a group as big as the Song Corporation, there have been internal disturbances and different opinions. Everyone is looking forward to the old man's return to the West as soon as possible and divide up this big cake. , and Song Shiqing has limited energy after all, and there are always things that he can't take care of.

Moths gather in these places, and there are people above to help cover it up. Although Song Hanzhang discovered the problem, he had no evidence and no handle.

How to shave off those boring business lines, how to find out and deal with the involved personnel, how to make the board of directors find no faults, and how to bring the subsidiary back to life.

These are all issues that Song Hanzhang needs to consider.

Throwing him such a tricky company as soon as he arrived, Song Shiqing not only hoped that he could grow rapidly, but also wanted to use the answers he submitted to consider whether he was qualified enough to take over the Song Corporation.

"When my dad asked me to take over the project that had gone dirty twice, I thought he was cruel enough, but I didn't expect..." Jian Wen glanced at Song Hanzhang, and asked while reversing the car, "Are you really your father's biological son? "

"If it's a fake replacement."

Song Hanzhang looked at the strange environment outside the window: "Where is this?"

"Singing and dancing theater." Jian Wen slammed the car door and took out a bouquet of flowers from the back seat, "Hurry up and get out of the car."

Song Hanzhang looked at the flowers in Jianwen's arms, had a bad feeling, frowned and said nothing.

Jian Wen still doesn't know what he's thinking, and he leads Song Hanzhang to the performance hall with familiarity, "Today there is a dance drama casting, the director is an acquaintance of mine and asked me if I am interested in investing, let me take a look."

"Then who did you give this flower to?"

"Of course it's for Chu Lin." Jian Wen didn't have any free hands, and signaled Song Hanzhang to open the door. After he entered, Song Hanzhang stepped into the performance hall, and the two went down the steps.

The performance hall was very large, the lights were on on the stage but no one was there yet, but there were quite a few heads neatly lined up in the front row of the auditorium.

Because few people spoke, the excited voices of some people were very clear.

[I don't know why Jiang Buyan's parents gave him this name, but this handsome guy, I really want to know your name! 】

Song Hanzhang paused slightly, followed the prestige, Chu Lin was sitting on the left of Chun Leshui, and an unknown handsome man was next to him on the right.

Well, one of them is male.

You know that he is a handsome guy even if you cover it so tightly, it really deserves to be you, Chun Leshui.