Back to the Republic of China as a director

"Lingguan Temple" was born out of nowhere, and its reputation was soaring.At this time, popular operas are just like popular TV series in later generations.

But after one night, the streets and alleys began to discuss Ying Xiaonong's appearance, calling him a living spirit official, and talked about the scene of the spirit official Lei Huo coming into the world.

Ying Xiaonong's name, accompanied by the title of "Living Official", once again resounded throughout the capital.

Although because of Xu Xinyue's stinginess, the scenery and mechanism are not so complicated, and the style is not realistic, but the Chinese people undoubtedly accept it well.

Besides, the tricks here are carefully and properly used, well laid out, and in their opinion, it seems more exciting than the noisy set!

Conciseness is simplicity, which brings people into the play at once.

Those who can't speak, just lament back and forth that they are really alive and well, it's really interesting and exciting.

Those who can speak must be counted as literati.

Xu Xinyue happily bought all the newspapers that praised them, and opened them one by one.

Drama critics like Zhang Dinghu used to write drama reviews mostly for the sake of flattering roles. They mainly talked about the actors themselves, their voices, singing, body, and appearance, and they also talked about the plot.There are very few mentions of stage beauty, or even the overall arrangement of operas.

But this time, for the first time, almost all drama critics have to spend a few paragraphs describing the stage beauty of "Lingguan Temple" after praising Ying Xiaonong.

Drama critics are all literati, literati who accept traditional Chinese aesthetics, this dance beauty is like poetry and calligraphy, like freehand brushwork, who doesn't love Fengya?

"Landan Spring and Autumn": [This kind of setting really absorbs the past and the present, and the Western setting is flooded. The world can still remember that in my Chinese opera, those who resemble it in appearance are inferior, and those who resemble it in spirit are high-grade!The mechanism is also a novelty, and it is even more rare to fit the plot. It is wonderful not to set up organs for the sake of setting up organs. 】

"Lingge": [I don't know the background of the organization, but this "Lingguan Temple" is different from the noisy first edition. It can be seen that the charm is coherent, there is reality in the virtual, and the big is seen from the small.Since the Hanxi troupe is both Beijing and Kunqu, whether it will be translated into Kunqu opera in the future, it must be more elegant. 】

"The World of Drama": [I heard that the owner of Changle Theater is very stingy, I can't help but wonder, is it because of this that the set is so simple?However, it also forced out the art of using simplicity to resist complexity. 】

"Peking Opera Vientiane": [A colleague of mine is worried whether it will go against the current style and be very different from the new drama, but I think it should be so, admiring the beauty of my Chinese classics!I see its stage as a canvas, where songs, dances, poems and paintings are blended together, full of aura. 】

There are also some doubts. After all, traditional operas are now criticized by some people, who feel that they are not progressive enough, but they are not to be feared.

More people still feel that the success of this set makes people feel happy. Whoever said that classical aesthetics is not as attractive as Western painting style, this time it is really a big sigh of relief.

People who have never seen the play are also curious.

Nowadays, the Shanghai school is the most important institution, and all places follow the Shanghai school, using Western style to paint the scenery. Is this play really as some drama magazines said, Zonggu is innovative, very different from the Western style, showing the effect of establishing a school?

Opera actors are the stars at this time, and various drama magazines are read by many opera fans.

Zhang Dinghu's admiration for "Lingguan Temple", especially the description of the stage art, aroused the curiosity of many young women who were not interested in painted face dramas, and they went there one after another.

At this time, the theater and the actors already have a concept. If a play wants to be popular, it must be able to be called a female seat in order to become a hit.Girls go to the theater and like to meet up with friends or take their families with them.

The box office of Changle Theater changed from deserted to hot in no time, and the tickets for the three days were all sold out.

Xu Xinyue got a lot of benches overnight. Originally, there were only three kinds of seats. He added five or six kinds of seats crazily, and even sold the seats behind the pillars...

The owner of the silk and satin shop also came to say congratulations.

Although there are signs, no one is a fool. It can be seen that Changle Theater will not be able to fail for a while. His attitude has turned 180 degrees, and he is very affectionate with Xu Xinyue.

"We are neighbors in the neighborhood. Uncle watched you grow up. Uncle is also happy to see that the property left by your father is booming again! He was also concerned about your mother's illness before, so it's better now."

Xu Xinyue also (pretended) said affectionately: "Thank you uncle for your concern, and I will trouble you to reject Boss Liang's kindness for me. I probably won't sell this land."

"That's, that's, I was thinking about it, and I will tell Boss Liang and the others to find another place in two days." The owner of the silk and satin village said curiously, "I don't know if it's convenient to ask, where did you hire the new set?" division?"

Anyone who can turn their minds should have thought of it. The key to Changle Theater's turnaround must be the set designer who changed the version for them!

Although Ying Xiaonong's skills are good, without this person's strong design, there would be no such effect.The failure of the previous version of "Lingguan Temple", which is the same, is the best proof.

It's just... When did Beijing have such a person?

I don't see Xu Xinyue running around, could it be that he was secretly hired from Shanghai?

But now that the news spreads fast, and the merchants have a keen sense of smell, if this novel and mature style appears in Shanghai, there is no reason why there will be no news in the capital.

It's strange, it seems to have popped out of nowhere.

Xu Xinyue is not a fool, he hasn't made a few days of money yet!How could it be said!

……

"One yuan, two yuan, three yuan..." Xu Xinyue was counting the money. The tickets for the tentative three-day performance were all sold out, and she was urged to postpone it.

The best set designer in Shanghai can earn several hundred yuan a month.

Xu Xinyue promised to pay 22% to Ji Shuangyu. After careful calculation for a long time, he finally decided to give Ji Shuangyu [-] triangular yuan and [-] copper coins after considering factors such as theater income, Ji Shuangyu's workload, and the average income of set designers.

Ji Shuangyu just stared at Xu Xinyue's slow look, no matter what, it would be nice to let the money stay in her hand for a while, and she was not in a hurry.

Seeing that the box office was so hot, he was actually relieved from the bottom of his heart. With confidence, he was not in a hurry, and slowly bewitched Xu Xinyue: "My boss, actually, I think there are still a few things that can be improved in our show. If we fix it, say Maybe we can play for a few more days.”

"Oh?" Xu Xinyue was really moved, "What else do you want to change?"

Ji Shuangyu smiled and said, "It's not the setting, I'm talking about the performance and the plot."

acting, plot?Xu Xinyue turned her head and looked at Ji Shuangyu, "What are you still thinking about... Where is the director?"

Ji Shuangyu watched the whole play for a few more days, and she was already scratching her head, so she asked tentatively, "What do you think?"

Xu Xinyue hesitated. On the one hand, it was money and the box office, and on the other hand, it was the unspoken rules of Liyuanxing...

"Let me think about it." Even the iron rooster hesitated, which showed that he was also afraid of being criticized.

But it's obviously tempting.

Ji Shuangyu pressed Xu Xinyue's hand in a good mood, "Boss, you count slowly, and give it to me after the play, I will go to put on makeup."

Xu Xinyue was dumbfounded: "Are you still going to hang yourself?"

He also thought that Ji Shuangyu won't play tricks after taking these wages. After all, playing tricks is only a few coppers, especially playing a hanged ghost, which is very unlucky. I didn't expect that he still didn't forget his original intention!

Ji Shuangyu: "What's wrong with earning you more money, the way you give money is quite funny."

Xu Xinyue: "..."

Just kidding, in fact, the main reason is that he didn't know that Xu Xinyue would be able to get paid today, and he had made an appointment with Jiang Sanjin earlier to perform all the scenes of the hanged ghost.

If he quit now, Uncle Jiang would have to find a new coterie, and Ji Shuangyu didn't want to cause trouble, especially if they helped him.

There are many taboos on acting these days, especially ghost dramas.

The rule is that once an actor is dressed up, he is equivalent to a ghost, so it is like dressing up as a hanged ghost, and the whole thing is a work in the underworld. You can't see the sun, and you can't act in the open air.

Once the hanged ghost's long tongue is drawn, he is not allowed to speak casually.Until the end of the play, the actors who played more fierce roles such as "Ghost King" and "Hanged Ghost" were not allowed to leave casually.You have to go to the cemetery or the river to remove your makeup, which symbolizes returning to the world.

Otherwise, you will be unlucky, not to mention your own bad luck, and people will hate you when they meet you, because running into a "hanging ghost" means disaster.

That's why, Ji Shuangyu chose to act as a hanged ghost at the time, so she could get a little more part in the role than other actors... But for such an unlucky role, the theater troupe had to offer an extra "lottery money".

If it weren't for someone as poor as him, no one would be willing to pretend to be a hanged ghost.

Since Ji Shuangyu was the only hanging ghost in the whole scene, Xu Xinyue put his role on the ground and asked Ji Shuangyu to pick it up while everyone was dodging after the play was over.

Not to mention, Ji Shuangyu's reworked tongue props are much more than the painted ones, and they are still stuck under the lips, which is very unlucky to watch...

Ji Shuangyu: "..."

Ying Xiaonong also looked at him from a distance, "When this is over, let's go to the restaurant again!"

Many actors went to have a big meal after the play. Ji Shuangyu had heard of several famous restaurants in Beijing long ago when he came here, and he didn't have the money to taste them.It's hard to have some money now, and they don't welcome hanged ghosts.

"Then I'm going to remove my makeup." Ji Shuangyu waved regretfully.

Ordinarily, going to the river to remove makeup is relatively close, but it's winter, the river is freezing, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ji Shuangyu had no choice but to walk towards the cemetery...

As soon as she was out of everyone's sight, Ji Shuangyu turned a corner.

He doesn't go to the cemetery! !

What are you kidding, the cemetery is in the suburbs, it's freezing cold, he just took the money and didn't buy cotton-padded clothes, what cemetery to take off his makeup!

Ji Shuangyu is an atheist, even if she travels through time, she still thinks about the possibility of parallel universes.On the surface, he will respect the rules of the industry, but if he is behind his back, there is no need to wrong himself.

In the previous scene, Ji Shuangyu also secretly found a place to remove her makeup.

He put his hat on very deftly, and stalked the aisle along the path, so as not to be caught.

……

Snare drum alley.

There is a crescent moon in the sky, and there are no street lights. There are a few lanterns like will-o'-the-wisps hanging in the distance in the street, and people can't be seen clearly. After a while, the stars also disappear in the distance.

A four-door sedan stopped at the entrance of the alley. The driver quickly got out of the car and opened the rear door, "Master... ah, the general manager." He glanced at the other party, his expression was very nervous, and he seemed very afraid of him.

There was a short-haired young man in the back seat, and he said casually: "It doesn't matter if you are used to calling me boss."

The man's facial features are profound and handsome, and he also wears a stone-blue dark-flowered Huaxia-style robe inside, while he wears a deep black Western-style cloak outside, which is tailored to fit him, making him look even more upright and outstanding.He didn't comb his hair with oil or gel like many men nowadays, and his hair fell casually on his forehead, which also revealed a bit of his personality.

The other party looked gentle and handsome, and his tone was casual and kind, but the driver shrank his neck.

The man said humanely to the co-pilot, "I'm going to arrest people. You first ask Driver Hu to take you to the bookstore, notify the editorial office, and get ready to print at any time." He sneered and flexed his wrist, "Today I will personally guard him , even if I don’t sleep, I can hold back two thousand words.”

The man in the co-pilot nodded hurriedly, looked through the flashlight and said, "Yes, take a paper lantern, it doesn't seem to be lit inside."

"Don't dare!" The driver who took the job on the first day said nervously, "My old aunt lives nearby, and the Xiaogu Hutong is very cloudy, and it is not good to light lanterns at night. There are many collectors living here. Old things tend to be stained with old things. There have been many stories of apparitions about the spirit of the Lord. And you can see that there is a big locust tree in the alley, Guiyi locust tree, a hundred-year-old locust tree, it is very cloudy, and it can blow people's lanterns!"

The co-pilot smiled, "Driver Hu, you are such a big man, why are you afraid of this?"

The driver became ashamed, remembering that his new owner was the manager of the bookstore, and compiled a lot of books on science and technology, especially the owner had attended a Western-style school, and his thinking was probably very different from theirs.

The subordinate of the co-pilot asked: "General manager, shall we go with you first?"

Sure enough, the boss sneered, picked up the paper lantern, got out of the car gracefully, and walked into the alley alone with his long legs, leaving only one sentence: "Who am I?"

Driver Hu was a little annoyed, he had to pay attention in the future, he couldn't say such unpleasant things, the new owner's temper was notoriously bad.

This young and handsome gentleman is Zhou Siyin, the general manager of Kunlun Book Company, one of the three major publishing houses in China.

Don't look at the rumors outside, Zhou Siyin is not afraid of anything, he is not afraid of anything, he behaves perversely, as if he is bold, but in fact he is vigorous and thorough, and Driver Hu has seen it clearly in the past few days. Everyone in the bookstore admires him, yes The kind that says nothing.

Kunlun Bookstore was reorganized by Zhou Siyin, and now it is divided into three offices: editing, printing, and sales. It was so late today, and he drove to Huaishu Alley. It was precisely because of all the editing problems that he wanted to do it himself.

One of the best-selling writers in Huaxia, "Shu Yuyan", is a procrastinator. In order to avoid being chased, he even published his own obituary three times, playing with death...

This time, Mr. Lian Yan claimed to be seriously ill and went into hiding.The people in the editorial office couldn't find him, so anxious that they were about to cry. They approached Zhou Siyin through his family relationship and found out the whereabouts of Shu Lianyan at the police station.

It was also very sincere that Zhou Siyin came in person.

Zhou Siyin carried a paper lantern and walked into the long, dark alley. This ghostly place seemed to be able to swallow all light and sound. Only the sound of the leather shoes under his feet echoed in the narrow space.

It's no wonder that Driver Hu wanted to remind me.

But when Zhou Siyin saw this scene, he just laughed contemptuously.

Driver Hu, think too much.

How could he be afraid of this ghost place?

...He has the peace talisman that has been opened by the Miaoganshan Niangniang Temple on him!

If Driver Hu were to look at Zhou Siyin's face at this moment, he would find that although their boss's expression was very calm, his fingers were tightly clasped to the safety amulet in his pocket, and his whole body was like a heavy bow stretched out.

Learn about Soso.

Sounds like something up ahead?

Someone stepped on Zhou Siyinxiang's tail and almost jumped up, damn it, damn it! !I should have let the driver follow me! !

After he forced himself to hold himself down, and took a closer look, there was a man standing with his back to him at the corner, with white hair, most of his body was hidden in the darkness, and the moonlight could only dimly reflect half of his body.

False alarm, is it an old man...

Why is there no sound at all, what are you doing standing there.

But at least there was someone alive, Zhou Siyin touched his safety talisman again, and squeezed out a sentence from his tight throat: "Mr., do you need help?"

"Huh?!" I saw the man in the corner bounce up, turned around, revealing a pale face, light pupils, such as misty waves, white hair, plump and youthful skin, making the amazing facial features On the gloomy and treacherous, not like the color of the world.

The moonlight moved, and the moonlight revealed that there was still a long red tongue in its mouth, which seemed to be dripping with blood...

Just at this time, the paper lantern in Zhou Siyin's hand flickered a few times and went out, as if someone had blown it out.

That half-clear and half-strange face swayed in the firelight, and it had fallen into the night, but it was still engraved in the pupils, indelible.

Ghosts, people-eating ghosts.

Zhou Siyin stood up for three seconds...

Didn't make it through.

He fell to the ground stiffly and fainted.