grandfather's daughter-in-law

Yu Minxiu's first performance has been prepared for a month, and it is bound to become an instant hit.For half a month, the theater troupe has been doing its best to promote the name of the newly promoted Variety Xiaosheng and the play "Legend of Jiepaiguan". "The Legend of Jiepaiguan" is modified and embellished on the basis of the traditional opera "Luotong Sweeping the North".In addition to stepping on the street, the troupe also printed leaflets.Her profile picture was printed on the flyer, the handsome and fresh man, the colorful and ups and downs of the plot, and the discount for watching the first three episodes for free, all just to attract more attention.It is the end of the new year, and after a year of hard work, it is the time when people's pockets are full, and they have a lot of time and mood to listen to operas for entertainment-this is also Yu Minxiu's strategy.

Ding Jianguo came back two days ago and took away a stack of leaflets, saying that he would do something for the troupe within his capacity.This stack of leaflets finally turned into a summons of fate, changing the fate of the theater troupe, me and Yu Minxiu, because it brought a person.

On the first day of the performance, there were not as many spectators as expected—in fact, the audience seats in the theater we rented were only sparsely filled in the first three rows, and the situation was extremely bleak.When a young actor told everyone about the scene peeked from behind the curtain, the actor's loss was like a big stone hanging around their necks, and they were downcast and their morale was low.

This is justifiable, Yu Minxiu knew that she couldn't put more pressure on them at this time, she showed a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, like comforting a spoiled child, and said: "This is already very good, after all Everyone doesn't know who we are, and I am very satisfied to be able to come to the third row."

The Destiny man responded to her, and everyone was still very depressed, as if the stone on their necks was pressing down on their throats at the same time.

"It is not our failure to have only three rows of audience today, but tomorrow, if there are still only three rows of audience, it will really be our failure." Her eyes swept over us one by one, "Success or failure depends on one action. The survival of the troupe It's also here. So, everyone must go all out! You must put away your sorrow and use your best skills, you know?" She almost shouted.But there were still only sparse voices responding to her.Everyone prepared for too long, and their expectations were too high, so that they fell too hard in the face of failure.

"I'll get the musicians ready to start," I said.Besides, I don't know how else to respond to her.The gongs and drums began to beat quickly.The familiar sound of drums and gongs, the familiar stories, and the emotions that have been tossed and turned for several times, all came to my heart.The first time I watched this drama, it was Ding Yongchang who was playing Luo Tong.Times have changed, the story is still the story, the people in the story are still being sung by us repeatedly in the same place, and only the people around us are constantly changing.

Luo Tong, played by Yu Minxiu, is wearing a moonlight gown, the sleeves are embroidered with silver silk and flowing moiré piping, his jet-black hair is tied up and he wears a small silver crown inlaid with jade, giving him a romantic and suave look.He and Princess Tulu of Fanbang fell in love at first sight, from the original opposition to the gluey lover.In order to establish a guarantee that this love will never be violated, he promised to die at the hands of a 99-year-old if he fulfilled his oath.But chance is God's favorite trick. Princess Tu Lu was tricked into getting married, and the brave Luo Tong was tricked out of the defending Jiepai Pass.The conspiracy succeeds, and the Jiepai Pass is in a hurry.Tang Huang was helpless, so he had to force Luo Tong to go to the battlefield again.Finally, when he bid farewell to his loving mother, she knelt and walked twice on the field in order to strengthen the intense inner conflict, unwillingness and helplessness.Knees straight and heavily "walked" on the ground, amidst the mournful music, a woman rubbed her eyes and stood up in the crowd.

She was wearing a fur coat, with a furry shawl straddling her slender arms, and she was carrying a small and delicate leather bag in her hand.Standing beside her was a little maidservant in plain clothes.She wiped her tears with forgetfulness, lowered her head slightly, and wiped gently. The elegant and poignant appearance made me feel dazed for a moment, thinking that I saw Jiang Caiwei back then.Once again memory showed its elusive and irresistible power.

Luo Tong finally died in battle, the setting sun shone on the desolate stage, and the curtain fell slowly.The woman did not leave immediately, but walked backstage.Before Yu Minxiu had time to remove the heavy paint on her face, the woman stood behind her and called out "sister".

Yu Minxiu was at a loss for this sudden favor.Her mouth was open, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, but she couldn't say her name.

The woman scolded, "Sister is such a noble person who forgets things too much. I even attended your wedding. Here, this is the flyer that Ding Jianguo gave me. I just happened to be too busy, so I came here to cheer you on." She never He took out a piece of paper from the small bag and handed it to Yu Minxiu. It was the leaflet of our "Legend of Jiepaiguan".The performance time on the paper was drawn in two circles with a ballpoint pen.

Yu Minxiu looked at her carefully for a while again, the woman blinked her seductive red phoenix eyes mischievously, the corners of her eyes were slightly hanging up, and her slight smile was very captivating.She folded her hands in front of her body, looking very graceful.Only then did Yu Minxiu come to her senses, clapping her hands in remorse, "It's Mrs. Ma! Look at my eyes." She squinted her eyes, "It must be a new scene, I'm too nervous, don't mind. How is the commander? "

Madam Ma?I tried hard to search for clues about these three words in my mind, wedding?commander?Is it the commander who gave a speech at the wedding with a fat belly and a shiny face?No wonder I look familiar.I must have missed a lot, lost in the shadow of my broken love in that big wedding.

"He's fine. He can eat and sleep. You don't have to worry about him." Mrs. Ma said with a smile, handing the bag to the maid beside her, and holding Yu Minxiu's hand, "I'm here on a special trip this time. Look at you. At that time, when I heard Ding Jianguo say that you were acting in Gezai Opera, I was really shocked..." She paused, as if she couldn't find the right words for a while, she clicked her lips, "You acted so well, I almost grew up watching this play, but I didn’t expect that after the adaptation, Luo Tong would be more flesh and blood, more affectionate and more lovable.”

"You are too much." Yu Minxiu replied humbly.

"Anyway, not only was my trip worthwhile this time, but I also gained a lot. I haven't seen such a good show for a long time." She said, took the small bag from the maid again, and twisted out a few thousand yuan from it. The denomination banknotes were handed over to Yu Minxiu, "Such a good show deserves a reward!"

Traditional opera performances have had the practice of tipping since ancient times, and tipping is an extra reward on top of the original remuneration, which is actually a tip.Bao Yin's income is distributed to everyone according to a certain ratio by the class leader, but the reward can be included in his pocket.At that time, a ticket for Gezai Opera was only a few tens of dollars, and it was the first time I met a spectator with such a generous price since I debuted.But Yu Minxiu pushed the money back, "It's too much, we can't accept it."

Mrs. Ma pressed her hand, "It's your performance, it's worth so much. You know I saw you kneeling on the stage just now, walking so many steps, my heart..." Her heart ached like tears It was about to fall, "You acted really well. I am not the kind of ignorant woman who only spends money. Otherwise, you are insulting me, and it is also an insult to your play."

Yu Minxiu smiled awkwardly, "You misunderstood me. I never meant that. But this, I really can't accept it, it's too much."

"Then let me treat you as a doctor. You must take good care of your knee. I want to see it a few more times in the future." Overbearing was not enough, and the woman began to act coquettishly.Yu Minxiu laughed along with her all the time, pampering her naturally.The intimacy that surged between them suddenly made me deeply envious of this woman.

Yu Minxiu took out one of the tens of thousands of banknotes, and returned the rest to Mrs. Ma without rejection, "Well, I'll take one, and I'll accept your wish."

Madam Ma pouted, as if considering whether to accept this suggestion.Since ancient times, playwrights will only think that there are too few rewards, and no one has repeatedly declined.Perhaps it was this difference that made her feel even more valuable.She put the money into her bag and said, "Okay, since you don't want to accept it, it will be hard for me to persist. I will definitely help you promote it when I go back, and I will watch every play of yours in the future."

Yu Minxiu thanked again with a smile.

The glory and appreciation came so quickly and vigorously, as if we were still immersed in the loss of not having an audience just now.The stone hanging around the neck seemed to be crushing our lingering heads, but in an instant the huge stone turned into a gold ore.It shines brightly, as if illuminating our bright and rich future.The troupe was full of excitement, excited by the generous reward of 1000 yuan, not only for the money, but also because there was such a person who highly appreciated our plays, she spent a lot of money to reward our hard work, and we advertised her as a bosom friend All the mentally and physically waiting and tormenting, on the 1000-yuan banknotes, were rewarded with value for money.

Of course, our real materials are indeed worthy of Mrs. Ma's appreciation.The uniqueness of "Legend of Jiepaiguan" by the Gezai Opera Troupe of the Folk Music Society spread throughout Yilan almost overnight.Taking advantage of the opening time, they gathered together to whisper and cast a look or two of searching and admiring glances, but in the end they were some compliments.Amidst the hustle and bustle, the most conspicuous figure in the crowd was Madam Ma who faithfully came, standing out from the crowd with dazzling brilliance.There were also several gorgeously dressed women sitting beside her.They smiled at each other, self-evident.After the performance, Mrs. Ma went to the backstage to tip the reward as usual, and she was still bold and generous.She briefly introduced the women who came with her, all of whom were Mrs. So-and-so, rich and powerful, and distinguished.Several wives also spent a lot of money.This time Yu Minxiu accepted them all.

Some people say that we are lucky, and the nobles help each other; some people praise Yu Minxiu for her foresight and long-term vision; some people say that she is thoughtful and profound, and she puts a long line to catch big fish. When she let go of a big fish, she brought a group of big fish.Regardless of praise or criticism, in short, under the propaganda of those influential women, the troupe is going uphill.At the beginning of that period, "Legend of Jiepaiguan" was staged almost every day.The name of the newly-promoted ever-changing niche is getting louder and louder. As a kind of fresh blood, the female niche is washing the old blood of Gezai Opera in a subtle way.

"Master, according to this situation, the theater troupe will soon gain a firm foothold in Yilan." Uncle Ming said to Yu Minxiu.After the troupe made adjustments, he always called Yu Minxiu the troupe leader, and the clown performance was returned to Ding Jianye.He manages all kinds of chores full-time and acts as the butler of the theater troupe.I served as Xiao Dan in "Legend of Jiepaiguan", but under the wave of new and ever-changing niches, it did not cause much repercussions.Lin Jiaxi is still in charge of other first-line female roles.

The corner of Yu Minxiu's mouth was smiling—she was smiling almost all the time during that time, "Three years of hard work have finally seen some results."

"The class leader is definitely not something in the pool. Sooner or later he will turn into a dragon when he encounters a storm." Uncle Ming complimented.

"That's because you teach well." Yu Minxiu looked at him.

Uncle Ming smiled, not forgetting his gratitude to Yu Minxiu or his own insight.He glanced at me and said nothing else.I couldn't help but feel lost.All the glory and appreciation belong to Yu Minxiu, all the beautiful adjectives surround her, the applause, cheers, screams and thousands of generous rewards light up her aura.She was surrounded by a halo so bright and blinding that she completely forgot about me, my ally in times of trouble.As for Uncle Ming, I am like a rag that can be discarded after polishing the pearls, without any regrets.They compliment and praise each other, heroes recognize heroes, and heroes value heroes.