The actor is a white fox demon

It was a chaotic era, when the smell of war and gunpowder still permeated the land, new gunpowder smoke was rolling toward the tired people in another form.

Liu Yaochun could read and read, and saw the news of the victory of the civil war in the newspaper. It was written in bold that this was the victory of the people.

He was very insensitive to everything about politics and war. When the Japanese came, he lived in a corner like most people, living an old life day after day, and occasionally learned some news about the war from the newspaper.

But all this has always been far away to him. Even when Fu Huaisheng said he was going to Peking, he couldn't imagine what kind of scene it would be.

He should be singing one play after another on the stage, and let those gorgeous libretto and soft and lingering tunes give the audience a moment of dreamlike joy.

He is a dream weaver, weaving a gentle and quiet dream for him and for other people who escape from reality like him.In the dream, there is no parting, war, or indifference, and there is only a happy ending of peace and happiness.

Now, he only knows that the party that Fu Huaisheng belonged to was defeated, and the newspaper said that the reactionaries fled in a hurry. Fu Huaisheng probably also 'fleeed' and went to a far away place.

From then on, he realized that his previous waiting was in vain.

The troupe leader also said that he should not mention Fu Huaisheng in the future, so as to save troubles for the theater troupe. He also said that he would not be able to sing these old dross plays in the future and had to replace them with new ones.

Liu Yaochun asked him what the new opera was, and the troupe master said that from today onwards, the model opera would be sung instead.

He can't sing model operas, he can only sing willow banks, dawn wind and moon, and the wind blowing to the courtyard, swaying the spring like a thread, but he can't sing "True gold is tempered by fire, it's hard for me to bow my head '.

As the former head of the family who has studied drama for more than ten years, he is still arrogant in his bones, thinking that those dramas can't be on the stage, shouting at the top of his voice, without any sense of beauty.

There was a young man in the theater troupe who could sing model operas, and immediately became the head of the family. Liu Yaochun saw the original head of the show singing the drunken concubine who took his place in the corner and lost his mind.

The feng shui was mixed, when he ridiculed Liu Yaochun that his voice was bad and he was not well-known, he probably never thought that he would fall into this field, so fast.

Liu Yaochun had been left out in the cold for a long time, and she didn't care much about it anymore.It's just that I could go on stage to do a supporting role before, and I had a few libretto, but now I have really become an idler.

He can do nothing but sing.The plays that should be sung are not good, but the plays that should not be sung are all fine.

His life was all in vain, and in the end it was all for naught.

There was no news about Fu Huaisheng, and everyone was afraid that he would write a letter to Liu Yaochun and be reported to the troupe.But their worries were unnecessary. Under such a severe situation, there was no news from the other side of the coast, and it was difficult for even a feather to fall here.

A few more years passed in a daze, and Liu Yaochun became even more silent, often not saying a word for a day.He doesn't need to go on stage to sing operas now, he just passes water and towels to the pillars who sing model operas in the background.

The sound of a model play and thunderous applause came from the front of the stage. When Liu Yaochun was in a daze backstage, he suddenly heard noisy voices from the front of the stage. The crackling sound of smashing.

……

Gu Sui was wearing a white-washed blue cloth robe, with one or two patches on the corners, looking poor and distressed, without a trace of his previous proud and refined appearance.

The makeup artist specially added powder to him, making his complexion pale, with a faint bruise under his eyes, and the corners of his mouth drooped wearily.

Seeing him coming from the dressing room, Wang Yun nodded, waved him to come to him, and said, "Gu Sui, come and see."

What was played back on the monitor in front of him was the scenes filmed by Gu Sui a few days ago.

In the picture, Liu Yaochun's face was black and white, and he looked at the people who broke into his room in a hurry, and he didn't know where to put his hands, and they were tightly holding each other.

What those people said was extremely filthy, but they seemed to be the embodiment of justice, and they looked at Liu Yaochun with contempt and disdain.From what they said, Liu Yaochun knew that he was reported by someone, and someone said he was gay, so he should have no right to resist these messengers of justice.

Because they came to help him transform.

Those people seemed to be in no one's land. They overturned the tables and chairs, smashed the teapots and kettles, opened the big wooden boxes in Liu Yaochun's room, and tore the silk and cloth inside.

The mothballs in the box were thrown out, and someone stepped on them, and the faint stale smell of camphor permeated the room.

A ray of light refracted from the window shone in this messy and noisy room, and the dust swirled and danced in the beam of light.

Liu Yaochun stood there awkwardly, like an irrelevant person.The luxurious opera robes of the old era were embroidered with peonies and phoenix birds. The brightly colored silk threads shone strangely and magnificently in the sun, but were cut ruthlessly by a pair of sharp scissors.

Gone are the days when the peonies were broken, the phoenixes were decapitated, and those days when they sang on the stage and sang about the drunken concubines in gorgeous opera gowns.

Liu Yaochun kept his head down the whole time, without saying a word, he silently accepted the noise and scolding in his ears, like a swallow whose wings had been cut off.

"Yo, this thing is well hidden. What is it?"

A boy who looked about seventeen or eighteen suddenly walked up to the cupboard, tiptoed and took out the small wooden box on top, opened it, and the shining light inside made him make a sound in surprise.

Liu Yaochun's heart skipped a beat, and he looked over there subconsciously, and saw a brand new set of rhinestones in the box.

That was the first time he met Fu Huaisheng, Fu Huaisheng gave him a set of face masks.

At that time, the theater troupe had been a sensation for a long time. At that time, rhinestones were still a rare item. The troupe owner told him that such a set of luxurious and complicated rhinestones was difficult for even the most popular actors to make up a set.But Commander Fu is so generous, he just gave away a set, it is the only one in the world for him, so let him quickly obey Commander Fu.

At that time, everyone in the theatrical troupe asked him when Commander Fu would come again, but it wasn't like now, everyone was like the god of avoiding plague, for fear that Liu Yaochun would say that Fu Huaisheng had been here before.

In fact, Liu Yaochun thought, he didn't need to say that, anyway, that person is unlikely to come back.

The man held the wooden box, looked at the drill head inside, and asked him in a vicious voice, "Hey, what is this?"

As he spoke, he took out a hair mask and shone it frivolously under the sun.

The light of the rhinestones still shines as before, and the sun seems to be shining on the lake. The water is sparkling, which is really beautiful.But the hands holding the head were suddenly released, and the rhinestone head fell from his hands.

Liu Yaochun subconsciously went to protect him, but was restrained by a group of people from behind. With a 'snap', there was a burning pain on his head and face, and a red mark suddenly appeared on his pale face.

Holding the belt in his hand, the man yelled, "What are you messing with! Are you still reluctant? Keep smashing! Let everyone see, it is said that this is what his old friend gave him, and these bastards should be smashed!"

The sound deafened people's eardrums, and Liu Yaochun was firmly restrained by a group of people from behind. They pressed his head hard to the ground, the mud rubbed against the tip of his nose and teeth, and his bones rattled.

It looks like a fish just bought from a vegetable market, holding the body of the fish with iron-like hands. At first, the fish struggled hard, with its tail jumping upwards, but slowly bloodshot eyes began to ooze from the gills, and its eyes protruded. Come out, waiting for its butcher knife to fall.

……

This is the first time for Gu Sui to watch his replay on the monitor, and he shot that scene unforgettable.For the authenticity of the play, he is really beaten.

Although the actor who was in charge of the beating had tried his best to lighten the force, when the belt was pulled off, his face was still blushed immediately.

The wound was like being sprinkled with chili powder, it was burning and painful.

After Gu Sui finished filming that scene, he didn't dare to go home and let Yan Xun see it, because he was afraid that his heart would be hurt, so he asked Mu Lan to find an excuse for him.During the few days of recuperation, Gu Sui always lied that he was rushing to other announcements, and dared not go back until the marks disappeared.

"Director, do you want to make up this scene?" Gu Sui asked when he saw him freeze the scene at the moment when Liu Yaochun was suppressed.

"Yes." Wang Yun pointed to the script for him, and said, "It was originally planned that Liu Yaochun would not protect the face of the rhinestone, but I think he should have recognized it long ago after waiting for Fu Huaisheng for a few years now. My own thoughts. Moreover, the rhinestone face is not only a testimony of his love with Fu Huaisheng, but also represents an era, representing the operas of the old era. Liu Yaochun is a drama idiot, he has no costumes, only this The bit of the casing water drill has surfaced, so he should use his life to maintain it."

Gu Sui nodded and sighed, "I have to protect it with my life. However, the harder you try to keep something, the harder it is to keep it. Director, do you think so?"

"Correct."

Wang Yun nodded appreciatively, and handed him a thin printed A4 paper, "This is a revised passage, you can memorize it, and I will act this passage today."

Gu Sui looked down at the new script and memorized it for a while.

Wang Yun ordered the staff to start work, the extras had already put on their costumes, and the set room was turned into a mess again.

Snapped!

The prop teapot was smashed to pieces, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

"Okay, let's shoot—"

Liu Yaochun, played by Gu Sui, was forced to kneel on the ground in the first shot, with a group of people behind him grabbing his arm and bending it up in a rough way.

Liu Yaochun's face was pale, his forehead was full of sweat, and his broken hair was dripping wetly on his head. His throat moved, but his voice was hoarsely swallowed by the slogans.

The head of the rhinestone was smashed high to the ground, and a few of the sparkling diamonds inlaid on it fell off, but the rest were still firmly engraved on it.

The man cursed, "Damn, what is so strong." He lifted his foot and stepped on it.

Liu Yaochun did not know where the strength came from at that moment, and he broke free with one arm to protect the face of the water drill that fell to the ground.

The foot landed heavily on his hand.

"what--"

The man was startled, and stepped on his hand in anger, "Let go! I told you to let go, do you hear me! Let go!!"

"Don't, don't..." The young man kneeling on the ground was suppressed by a group of people. Someone came to break his hand, but he never moved.

The hands that used to hold the fan were white and slender, like freshly peeled spring onions, but their flesh was crushed, dripping with blood, mixed with blood and dust, and dirty.

Liu Yaochun has always been the most afraid of pain and dirt.

"Don't let go yet? I think you don't want your hand anymore, right?" The man was a little timid by his reckless appearance, but he couldn't retreat because of the presence of everyone, and he kicked hard, "I'll let you Let go!"

The sound of bones breaking was very crisp, but Liu Yaochun's panting voice was hoarse.

He was finally pulled away.

The tops of the set of drill bits were taken out one by one, trampled to pieces, and smashed one by one with stones.All his memories and past glory were also smashed, leaving only a broken heart.