Chapter 110 You told me this is a student work? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)
Just when all the members of Zhuohua Club were killed by the memories of their deaths, they once again tasted the feeling of being kicked by the group.
In the Concert Hall of Agricultural University, the first act of "China in Classics" has ended.
According to the script "Classics", it is divided into five parts.
The first act, "Prologue", introduces the classic "Tiangong Kaiwu" through the introduction of Tu Susu, a scholar, and the scene of Academician Yuan Longping cultivating hybrid rice.
The upcoming second act, "Meeting You Through Time and Space," uses the perspective of a scholar to travel through time and space to introduce the protagonist of the play, Song Yingxing, who lived in seclusion in the countryside in his later years.
And through the memories of Song Yingxing in his later years, it shows the trajectory of his destiny in the three stages of boyhood, youth and middle age, as well as the process of writing the book "Tiangong Kaiwu".
After the first act was performed, the curtain of the concert hall slowly fell, giving time for stage preparation.
Taking advantage of this moment, Chen Delu looked around at the school leaders and guests.
Seeing everyone talking in low voices, Chen Delu couldn't help but pricked up his ears.
"Tsk... In this section just now, I felt that the actors who played Academician Yuan Longping's team were a bit stiff. Their lines were okay, but their limbs were a bit unnatural."
"It's played by students, so there's definitely a gap between it and the serious actors in the Bajing drama. But this story is quite innovative. From the invitation, it seems that it was written and directed by the drama club of the Agricultural University?"
"Let's take a look first. I'll have a video conference over there later. If it's not interesting, I'll go back later and you stay here to respond."
"All right."
Hearing the whispered conversations of several foreign school exchange team leaders at the back left, Chen Delu couldn't help but secretly clenched his fists.
He actually saw the situation mentioned by several guests.
Thinking of Li Youzhi's confident invitation in the morning, Chen Delu couldn't help but sweat.
But don't mess up your performance. I've brought guests and school leaders here. If you act like a fool, there won't be room for that face in the future!
Just as he was thinking this, the curtain in front of the stage slowly opened.
An old man in short brown clothes, with gray hair pulled into a bun, his trousers legs rolled up high and his bare feet were weeding and plowing the fields with a hoe, appeared in front of all the audience.
He held the hoe in both hands and arched his back.
There were obviously no rice seedlings on the stage, but he was asked to act like he was plowing in the field with one foot deep and one foot shallow!
"Mr. Song, Mr. Song Yingxing."
As the time-traveling scholar came to him with a classic in hand, the old man put his hoe in the field, held his waist and slowly raised his head.
The slow, confused figure, dominated by old age and morbidity, made all the audience stunned!
"Dean Chen, didn't you say that all the performances will be performed by students? Why did you find an actor of such an age to appear on stage? The professors of the college are also gone?"
Next to Chen Delu, principal Huo Renhong frowned, turned his head and asked in a low voice.
Narrowing his eyes and looking at the late Song Yingxing on the stage, Chen Delu also became suspicious.
Whose general is this? There doesn’t seem to be such a person among the teachers in our film and television school, right?
"ah……"
Chen Delu was unsure, and in the end he could only mutter in a low voice;
"Principal Huo, go ahead and watch. It was all done by the students. This is my first time watching this play, and I don't know the specific situation."
Amid Huo Renhong's confusion, the performance on stage continued.
When writing the script, Li Youzhi did not follow the original version of "Classics" for this part.
In the CCTV version of "Classics, Heavenly Works Create Things", Song Yingxing's style in his later years is the braided image of the Qing Dynasty. However, according to historical records, Song Yingxing has been working hard for his family and country in his later years. First, he revitalized the state capital and established an academy. Later, when the Qing army entered the Pass, his elder brother Song Yingsheng died for the country. Song Yingxing lived in seclusion in the countryside until his death.
Therefore, when it came to Song Yingxing's style in his later years, Li Youzhi chose the Ming Dynasty bun, which was more in line with historical logic, instead of braids.
On stage.
The late Song Yingxing, holding a hoe in both hands and hunched over with squinting eyes, couldn't help but wonder when he saw the scholar approaching.
After some conversation, he learned that the girl holding "Tiangong Kaiwu" came from three hundred years in the future. Song Yingxing, who thought it was a joke, couldn't help but recall his youth.
Here, the drama has entered into the main topic of the story - the process of writing "Tiangong Kaiwu".
After a brief ending, the young Song Yingxing, his brother Song Yingsheng and his best friend Tu Shaoxuan appeared together.
As the curtain rose, the eyes of all the audience brightened when they saw the three high-spirited young men in colorful costumes!
And when Song Yingxing, a young man at the dock, opened his mouth to speak his lines, the audience in the first two rows suddenly took a breath!
This young man Song Yingxing is the same actor as the old Song Yingxing just now...
It seems that he is the guy who came here this morning to deliver the invitations? !
Good guy!
Looking at Song Yingxing, a high-spirited and prosperous young man on stage who came to Beijing for the first time on a journey of thousands of miles to take the exam, Huo Renhong smiled and patted Chen Delu beside him.
"I was wondering how this kid had the guts to do what he did in the morning. It turns out that an artist is brave! Dean Chen, it seems that your film and television academy really has talents."
Suck
Chen Delu took a deep breath when he heard Huo Renhong's praise and the surrounding guests' praise that they tried to lower their voices.
Oh, this feeling is so refreshing.
The whole day, I have been watching others show off in front of me, and now...it's finally my turn to be at home!
The corners of his mouth were raised at 45°, Feng Qingyun smiled lightly, Chen Delu leaned on the back of the chair, raised his hand and waved it gently.
"When this kid started this drama club, I gave it the name. Tongchen Club, which means "Heguang Tongchen", just wanted a group of students to have a place to display their hobbies and have fun. Unexpectedly This time he suddenly said that he wanted to put on a show, and he did it this morning. Oops, just so-so. Ineffective, ineffective. In our film and television academy, he is like... he is in the middle and upper reaches."
Good guy!
After hearing what Chen Delu said, the deans and directors of several major departments smacked their lips.
This smell, this routine, tsk... seems a little familiar!
Can you not be familiar with it?
Chen Delu glanced at everyone and said something silently in his heart.
That's how you pretended to be at noon!
at the same time.
Compared with the undercurrent in the auditorium of the concert hall, Li Youzhi's live broadcast room was already exploding into pieces!
Before the play started, Li Youzhi handed his mobile phone to Zhuang Hongbin. Let him be responsible for operating the high-definition equipment and help him live broadcast the entire drama.
At this time, the play has just reached its third act, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room has already reached 10,000+!
Although they cannot feel the atmosphere of the scene or perceive the details of the actors' live performances, for netizens, watching the drama live is not without its benefits.
At least you don’t have to abide by on-site discipline!
Seeing Li Youzhi acting as an old man in the first scene, and directly transforming into a young man in colorful clothes in the latter scene, the barrage in the interactive area instantly boiled!
"Holy shit, shit, shit! This acting skill is second to none!"
"I didn't recognize him at first glance in the second scene. I thought who the actor was who played the elderly Song Yingxing. It wasn't until I changed my clothes that I realized it was the same person. He looked so similar!"
"Oh my god, I have goosebumps all over my body. In the scene with the hoe in the second scene just now, he really looked like an old man in his dying years. The live broadcast camera was so close that I didn't even realize that it was the little brother! I I can’t even look at him anymore!”
"It's a blast. Damn it. Are you telling me this is a school drama?"
Beep!
Received amazing points, 8019 points!
On stage.
Li Youzhi, who was about to end the third act, raised his eyebrows when he heard a soft ringing next to his ear.
Very good, the leeks are already full of emotions.
The first three acts are all foreshadowing, and the real plot begins in the fourth act.
Amazing value...bring it to you!
Li Youzhi smiled as Liu Meng and Zhou Yuan, who were dressed in colorful clothes and dressed as young Song Yingsheng and young Tu Shaoxuan, came with them.
According to the plot of the play, Song Yingxing was obsessed with farm markets when he was a teenager, and was deeply interested in handicraft agriculture. He was determined to compile a set of practical books that record practical knowledge and practical skills.
He also had a photographic memory and was well-read in poetry and books. As a young man, he passed the provincial examination and became a scholar.
However, his imperial examination career was bumpy. When I went to Beijing to take the exam for the first time, I encountered a fraud case for the imperial examination. All three people who went to Beijing to take the exam together failed.
In a farce in which Huiyuan was arrested and failed in the re-examination, Li Youzhi, Liu Meng and Zhou Yuan stood in front of the stage.
"My three brothers went to Beijing for the first time to take the exam, and they encountered such a farce. They all lost their names."
"Three years later, my three brothers came to take the exam again. Brother Boju ranked 45th in the second grade of high school."
"My brother from the Song family did not go well in the examination, and his reputation once again fell into disgrace."
"Congratulations to Brother Boju."
"Don't worry, you two. With your brothers' talents, they will definitely be able to go to high school next time!"
After quickly introducing the background of Song Yingxing's failure in the first scientific examination in the form of lines, Li Youzhi and Liu Meng on the stage turned around.
After giving a salute to Tu Boju, who was in high school, he slowly turned around, turned his back to the audience, and walked slowly towards the majestic capital.
"After that, my two brothers went to take the exam again."
"In the second year of Tianqi, my two brothers failed in the scientific examination three times."
"In the fifth year of the Apocalypse, my two brothers failed in the fourth scientific examination."
"In the first year of Chongzhen, my two brothers failed in the fifth scientific examination."
"In the fourth year of Chongzhen, the sixth time, I failed."
Every time he took a step, Li Youzhi on the stage said something serious.
With every missed sentence, his shoulders sagged and his steps became heavier.
It was obviously just a simple line introduction, but the audience sitting in the audience and the netizens in the live broadcast room seemed to really see the increasingly haggard and frustrated figure who returned home sadly after every failure in the imperial examination!
It was at this time that Li Youzhi, who had silently put on a beard for himself, turned around.
At this time, his body and eyes no longer had the high spirits and vitality of the young man.
All that remains is fatigue, haggard, and confusion.
Seeing this transition of just ten seconds, the character's status changed almost instantly.
Seeing the scene on the stage, the young man who was still high-spirited and in his prime, turned around and turned into a middle-aged man with slumped shoulders and deep eyes, as if he was carrying life and years on his shoulders and did not know where to go...
The live broadcast room and the scene... exploded!
PS: I wrote a lot, but I was afraid of slowing down the pace, so I deleted a lot. Schedule the next chapter now!