Back to the Republic of China as a director

Can gluttonous meat turn gray?What is the reason! !

He was trying to make up romantic legends, but Ji Shuangyu dragged him back to reality, not only disappointing, but also unwilling to believe it.

On the contrary, Jiang Sanjin hesitated and said that he hadn't heard that Ji Shuangyu had a good girl—although she was good-looking, but the four oil bottles in the family and the poor girl in an alley could only silently bless her.

It's been a few years since his parents died.Romance and filial piety do not seem to hold water.

Could it be... really hungry? ?

Jiang Sanjin's eyes became different, looking carefully, there was a hint of...respect?

How should I put it, gluttonous meat sounds very disgraceful and miserable, but it is inexplicably awe-inspiring to be so greedy!

Even Xu Xinyue couldn't help but compare her thumbs. No wonder Ji Shuangyu recommended herself so bravely, she must be starving.

Ji Shuangyu looked at the thumb, and then glanced at Xu Xinyue's room. He thought of the box of snacks.

Since my boss also loves me, why not...

Xu Xinyue seemed to know what he was thinking, and hastily poured the remaining tea in the thermos on the ground, showing off the guests frantically: "Poor boy, I just paid the money, go buy some meat!"

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

How dare you put on such a generous attitude, boss, you gave me two packs of copper instead of two packs of gold!

But Xu Xinyue was right, Ji Shuangyu had to hurry to buy food.

The north wind was blowing outside, and the sweet potato vendors on the street turned over from time to time with the sweet potatoes on the shelf. If someone bought it, they would use a small broom to clean the dust off the surface of the sweet potatoes. Although it was a small business, it was also comfortable to watch.

In the past, Ji Shuangyu could earn the day's food money by working for a day, but not only could she not save money, because the family had five mouths, and all they ate were sweet potatoes or white pilgrims.Baipi is just white noodles, just add a little soy sauce and vinegar, there is no money to add fried sauce and stew!

One meal or two is okay, but I want to cry after eating for a long time.

Now he didn't even look at the steaming sweet potatoes, and went straight to the restaurant, borrowed their container and bought a bowl of mutton soup, plus two multigrain steamed buns.Passing the pastry shop, I spent another ten coppers to buy a package of glutinous rice noodles.

Xu Xinyue gave two packets of copper, which were worth ten copper coins, that is, one copper coin was equal to ten coins.There are three hundred pieces in two packs, which can be exchanged for about two yuan.

Broth, steamed buns and glutinous rice noodles cost a total of 35 coppers.

The briquettes can still be burned for a few days, so the rest of the money will be used to buy food. Although rice is expensive recently, more than six yuan per stone, buying only coarse grains can guarantee that you will not starve to death in a short time.

I'll go again tomorrow, I won't be able to carry it if I'm not full...

The road is not fast, the road in the capital is known as "seven years of good, 700 years of bad", he has to be careful not to drop the bowl.

Asphalt roads or concrete roads are also repaired, but Ji Shuangyu's way home is not included in the commercial area and the place where the rich live. It is either a gravel road or a dirt road, and the hutongs are even more dusty.

He lives in a courtyard in Xiaogu Hutong. The reason why this place is called Xiaogu is because it is next to a flea market.At this time, the hawkers who collect second-hand goods always beat the small drum to announce to everyone, so the place got its name.

When they arrived at Xiaogu Hutong, Ji Shuangyu didn't go home in a hurry, but went to Jiang Sanjin's house to deliver the package of glutinous rice sticks.He made a sum of money today, and he didn't forget that thanks to Jiang Sanjin's help, he had the chance.

Usually I don’t have much money left, but now I don’t have much money, but I have to squeeze out even ten coppers, and I only buy the most readily available glutinous rice noodles in the shop, which is also my heart.

Jiang Sanjin is an enthusiastic person. He usually leads everyone to play tricks to earn money, and he has never received a commission. like.

After exchanging a few pleasantries at Jiang Sanjin's house, Ji Shuangyu returned to her own home.

……

"I'm back." Ji Shuangyu opened the door. In the dark room, there was only a faint red light from the coal stove, and there was no furniture at all, except for the stove, there were only a pot and a bucket, a few tableware, two quilts, and some old books.

There were three children sitting on the brick kang, all under ten years old, who looked shorter than their actual age, wearing either hollow padded clothes or his flannel pajamas, their eyes lit up when they saw Ji Shuangyu.

"Big brother!"

The children jumped off the kang to meet him, and the second brother took everything from Ji Shuangyu. He was young, but he had a lot of work and his hands were steady.

"Hmm..." Ji Shuangyu scanned around, wondering, "Where is Third Sister, haven't you come back yet after going out to pick up coal cores?"

It was so cold in winter, but their family couldn't afford too many briquettes, so the children went to check if there were any unburnt ones in other people's ashes, and picked them up to fill them up.

"Brother, I'm right here."

Third Sister's voice sounded wronged from behind.

"Damn it!!" Ji Shuangyu was so frightened that he lowered his head to see that the third sister was actually squatting at his feet, glueing his shoes with glue.

Of course, it is impossible to replace the shoes of the poor with new ones if they are worn out. You can’t even find a shoemaker.

This is the third sister...

Ji Shuangyu has been frightened by her several times. She looks a little dark, only nine years old, very thin, and has no sense of existence by nature. She often makes Ji Shuangyu feel elusive.

No, he didn't even see the person beside him just now!

After all, the light in the room is too dark...

Miss the light bulb.

Although there is electricity and lights at this time, they are not affordable for his family.I haven't seen some theaters have turned on the lights, which can still be used as a selling point for publicity.

"Cough, that's enough, let's eat. I bought mutton soup and eat it hot." Ji Shuangyu directly used the coal stove to heat the broth. .

This has been the case for the past few days. The most terrifying time was when the fourth sister peed on the kang and he had to clean it up. Tears almost fell in the winter.

Ji Shuangyu took off all the strips of cloth from her hat to facilitate her work. The fire was flickering, her white hair reflected a blush, and there seemed to be fire in her eyes.

In fact, the four children feel that the elder brother who is with him day and night is a little different. Outsiders don't know it, but they can feel it.

However, maybe this is really Ji Shuangyu from the parallel universe, they only think that the eldest brother seems to have changed, but they don't even think that this is not the original eldest brother at all.

Besides, I really don't have the energy to think too much if I don't have enough to eat every day...

The fourth sister stared at Ji Shuangyu for a while, and even dared to say: "My brother has grown white hair and has become more beautiful."

The second brother was about to correct his sister, how could he use this word to describe his elder brother, when Ji Shuangyu quickly answered, "? Nonsense."

Second brother: "..."

Ji Shuangyu is quite able to face up to his own appearance, and he comes from a more open modern era, so it's nothing to be praised as beautiful.

At this time, the mutton soup was already hot enough to gradually emit its original aroma. The thick white soup was wrapped in fresh and tender mutton, haggis, and some stewed white radish.

The shop that buys the broth is a century-old store. The mutton is cooked without any smell, and the pepper noodles are sprinkled, and the fragrance becomes more and more delicious.

Several children sucked their saliva. As the oldest child after Ji Shuangyu, the second brother thought a little more, stared at the meat and said, "Brother, how did you earn so much today?"

Ji Shuangyu thought, after all, she is still young, she thinks a little more, but the amount is limited, otherwise she should suspect that her elder brother is secretly eating soft food...

"One more part-time job." Ji Shuangyu said calmly. Seeing that the mutton soup was warm, she shared some with each other, and then broke apart the white flour steamed buns from Xu Xinyue, mixed them with miscellaneous grain steamed buns, and shared them with everyone.

The steamed buns froze hard on the way back, but once soaked in the warm mutton soup, they became soft again.And after breaking apart Ji Shuangyu, he realized that what Xu Xinyue brought back was not pure white steamed buns, but chopped pork belly inside.

Ordinarily, if it has stuffing, it should be called steamed stuffed bun, but this diced meat steamed bun actually belongs to the dim sum of the people in the capital, with a little minced meat inside to make it look delicate.Ji Shuangyu didn't know, and thought that she didn't eat other dim sum, and she was very sensible when picking up steamed buns.

——Of course, I definitely didn't mean to say that Xu Xinyue was not stingy!

Ji Shuangyu first took a sip of mutton soup to warm his stomach, and then ate the mutton in two mouthfuls, then began to eat soft white steamed buns and white radish. A strong fragrance,.

There is something hot in my stomach, and my whole body is warm, which is really flattering.

"Brother, I'll give you this too." The second brother wanted to give Ji Shuangyu his half of the steamed bun, "You've worked hard, I've heard my brother talking in his sleep these few nights."

"You eat by yourself." Ji Shuangyu refused, the only son is not quite used to this picture of brothers and sisters.

Second brother: "Brother needs to work, let's eat."

Ji Shuangyu: "No, I prefer meat."

Second brother: "..."

One person only shared a few pieces of meat, plus a little bit of minced meat, and they had already scooped it up and ate it up.

However, at any rate, I have revisited the taste of meat. Ji Shuangyu asked casually as he recollected it, "Am I still talking in my sleep?"

He was too tired during the day and slept soundly at night, so he didn't know whether he said anything or not.

"The day before yesterday after cleaning up the toilet for the fourth younger sister, it didn't take long for you to fall down, and you read a few words, "Don't want a male mother." The second brother looked at Ji Shuangyu innocently, "What do you mean, big brother?"

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuouThe eldest brother really doesn't know how to bring children!

"I've heard it too." Third Sister said abruptly.

Why is it described as cold, because although the third sister has been squatting beside her, but she is so dark that she quickly blends into the background, and her breath is weak, which almost scared Ji Shuangyu again.

"What did you say?" the second brother asked, wanting to see if he heard it.

The third sister thought about it for a while and said: "It seems to be 'Don't want the calabash baby'. Brother, who is the 'cucurbit baby'? Is it the child of 'Mother Nan'?"

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

...It's you! !Stealth baby! !

Every day when I come back, I have to be scared by the third sister several times, which is very tiring.

Ji Shuangyu said foolishly: "It's nothing, it's all jokes. Eat quickly, sixth child."

Where did our sixth child come from? ?

A few children were at a loss and wanted to correct them, but Ji Shuangyu had already beaten them to death.

Although the deposit became 0 copper coins again, in the next few days, at least Ji Shuangyu didn't have to go all over the theaters in the city, worrying about whether he would be hungry today. He concentrated on helping Xu Xinyue reorganize the stage and complete the design in Changle Theater.

Because of Ying Xiaonong's face control, Ji Shuangyu could speak a few words in front of him.

——Speaking of which, Ji Shuangyu's eloquence was not so good before.It’s also been working as a director for a long time. In order to complete the concept in my mind, communicate with investors, actors, and photographers...it’s too much exercise.

After such persuasion, Ying Xiaonong, who had a very bad temper, bought some pastries to serve as cakes for the troupe's accompaniment.

What is "sticking cakes"? These accompaniment musicians who play the piano and drums get less money than the corners on the stage.But the performance is a collaboration. If the accompanist wants to make you sing uncomfortable, they can make things difficult for them.

If an actor gives gifts and accompanies in private, it is called pasting cakes.The kind of musicians and actors who are particularly awesome, especially those who can contribute to the design of singing, often make up money in private to curry favor.

Ying Xiaonong didn't deal with them before, so he didn't sing very comfortably.

Ying Xiaonong went to give the gift back, and the other side accepted it, and everyone shook hands and made peace.

Ji Shuangyu was thinking about the final effect, and he wanted to see if the performance of the opera could be strengthened, but he couldn't speak, which made his hands extremely itchy.

Ji Shuangyu went to tease Xu Xinyue: "I'm talking about the boss, do you want to hire me as the director?"

"What is a director?" Xu Xinyue asked blankly.

"It's a person who is the governor of the show. He is in charge of everything related to the show, from lighting, music to performances, and guides everyone's rehearsal. In order to show the best effect on stage." Ji Shuangyu explained, "Western film shooting has such a position. I also have some opinions on the plot, and I feel that after changing it, the effect will be better."

Xu Xinyue has also watched the movie, but she didn't pay much attention to the director. He reacted quite strongly: "When did Liyuan have such a rule, and you still rehearsed on the spot? This sounds like cheating. Besides, you are a layman and want to give Expert rehearsal?"

Drilling the pot means that actors temporarily learn plays that they don't know.What's important at the moment is "see you on stage", rehearsing on the spot, it's quite shameless for an expert, and it's embarrassing to say it.

Xu Xinyue admitted that Ji Shuangyu may have a little understanding of Liyuan Xing and the setting mechanism from the point of view of Heying Xiaonong's posting cakes.But, the director?What are you thinking?

Opera actors have been to the opera, have rehearsals, and have directors who pick plays, all of which are ways to improve the effect, especially martial arts, which must be arranged accurately.But it's not the same thing as adding a director.

There has been no director in the opera industry since ancient times. Everyone studies on their own. The musicians belong to the musicians. The actors practice their own skills.

The director system was born in the West.

Even in modern times, it is controversial whether or not a director is needed on the opera stage. There are still many famous opera actors who are not willing to let the director direct the play.

Ji Shuangyu is also aware of this situation, and just wants to try it out. After all, Changle Theater is in a different situation now. What if Xu Xinyue is ill and rushes to the doctor.Unexpectedly, Xu Xinyue still persisted, he murmured: "It's not easy to push..."

Xu Xinyue: "..."

Ji Shuangyu slipped away, not because he agreed with Xu Xinyue's words.He personally believes that the opera stage can have a director.

Speaking of which, in the future, the earliest opera directors in China will all learn drama.

However, the elders in the family also told him the old news-decades later, there were examples of traditional operas adapted by directors and successfully promoted in the opera world.

So in the final analysis, opera is not afraid of director interference, but I am afraid that there will not be a good director who understands the industry, after all, this industry is too deep.

Ji Shuangyu reckoned that she didn't have enough weight to speak now, so she didn't argue right away.

……

Because lighting design involves some necessary improvements, Ji Shuangyu's knowledge in this area and the current level of technology are not particularly well understood. He probably has a concept and needs to find some professional books.

Ji Shuangyu originally planned to try his luck at a university or a research institution, but the inspector of the theater troupe knew about it, and gave Ji Shuangyu the way very attentively: "People who don't know the school are not allowed to enter casually, you might as well go to the library. A while ago, Kunlun Bookstore opened a library, which is said to be open to all walks of life, and everyone can go in and read."

Although the inspectors are only responsible for changing props and various chores, they are often very arrogant.Some of the actors used props and magic tricks and had to cooperate with the judges to make the performance brilliant.

Some famous actors even bring their own inspectors, which is even more proud, and some are even more publicized than the famous actors themselves.

And the inspectors of Hanxi class are so enthusiastic about Ji Shuangyu, of course, because he is a newly appointed set designer. It stands to reason that Ji Shuangyu is not enough to be on the side of the inspectors, and the inspectors must help put the props together.

In this way, the inspectors will learn a few more tricks...

Can the attitude be bad?

Ji Shuangyu was a little pleasantly surprised. It is difficult to read books at the moment. I did not expect that there is a public library. "I might want to read some imported books. Does this library have them?"

"That's Kunlun Bookstore, can it still be?" The inspector said with a straight smile, "Aside from newspapers, Kunlun Bookstore is most famous for compiling Western books. Speaking of which, the Zhou family is also very lively."

Kunlun Bookstore is the property of the Zhou family, a prominent Jinghua family.The old man of the Zhou family has lived in Shanghai for a long time, dealing with foreign affairs and business affairs, and the daughters of the six houses also have their own businesses, with footprints all over the north and south.

The Zhou family was the first to open up a new trend, claiming that men and women should be equal in the family, so the female sons and daughters of the family also have their own house.

Kunlun Bookstore was originally funded by the family and run by Ms. Wednesday from Sanfang. It has now become the mainstay of the Chinese publishing industry and one of the three major publishing institutions.

It's a pity that Miss Wednesday's Fanghua passed away early, and the bookstore was once moved to the second room. A few years ago, Miss Wednesday's only son, Zhou Siyin, asked to come back.

The director of Kunlun Books publishes the introduction of Western learning, social sciences, emerging literature and art, etc. Its publications are very famous, but this is the foundation laid by Ms. Zhou, Erfang has not made any progress for many years.

However, after the young Zhou Siyin took over, he thought of many ways to promote books, and generously opened the books collected by the Zhou family library to the public, which was praised by people from all walks of life.It also took advantage of this to gain a name with the Ministry of Education, thereby taking away from its competitor Huashan Bookstore the opportunity to edit and print textbooks that had always been the world of the other party, and greatly expanded its business.

"Their general manager has a perverse temper and is very hot-tempered. When he just took back the bookstore, he had a quarrel with the elder of the second room, and he directly published the newspaper on the front page and scolded that elder for three days..."

So rebellious?Didn't the old days pay attention to the dignity of the elders? Ji Shuangyu asked, "Then he was punished?"

The inspector laughed dryly: "No. Because the scolding was so sharp, the newspaper hit a bestseller record, and Mrs. Zhou even sent back a compliment from Shanghai."

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

Ji Shuangyu: "Wait, you know all of this?" It was like lying under someone's bed and heard it. It doesn't sound very reliable. If so, this family is too strong.

Inspector: "This was also posted in the newspaper by Zhou Siyin as 'good news'..."

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

Come on, it's indeed the age of demons dancing wildly.