Chapter 67 Even You, the King of Chu, Have Knelt Down and Begged for Mercy. How Can This Peking Opera Survive?
Chen Xiao turned his head and looked at Leo: "You didn't say hello before you came. I might not be able to care about you for the time being."
"Brother Chen, you're busy. I've just been idle recently. I've been out of town after winning the award at Cannes. I didn't have time to thank you, so I came to visit you."
"You're welcome, I'll go over first and let's have dinner together tonight."
"good!"
…
Two hours later.
Shooting has been going on for a while.
The scenes of Duan Xiaolou exposing Cheng Dieyi and Juxian picking up the sword have been filmed.
What follows is a scene where Cheng Dieyi is heartbroken and decides to expose the accusation.
The crew finished adjusting the lenses, and the props and actors were in place.
Seen from a distance, in the play.
The bright red flag flutters in the wind.
Three to four hundred people wearing green uniforms formed a circle.
Behind them, more than thirty troupe members, dressed in costumes, painted with facial makeup, and with large white signs hanging around their necks, knelt in front of the blazing flames.
The sign around Duan Xiaolou's neck reads:
"Down with the Peking Opera bully, Duan Xiaolou."
A dark red "×" is placed on the name that has the same sound as him.
Perhaps, the person who wrote the crime card for him didn't know Duan Xiaolou at all, so he wrote Duan Xiaolou.
…
The photographer walked to the fire and squatted down with his camera in hand, aiming at Cheng Dieyi on the other side of the flames.
"One hundred and thirty-two scenes with five shots once!"
The clapperboard sounded.
"Action!" Chen Xiao shouted, then sat in front of the monitor and stared at the screen.
Behind the blazing fire.
Hanging around Cheng Dieyi's neck was the only sign in the room that did not contain any charges.
Tears flashed in his eyes, his face full of despair.
"You all lied to me, you all lied to me."
He was silent for two seconds, then suddenly broke away from the hand that was holding him down, stood up and shouted, "I'll expose it too!"
"Expose the colorful flowers, expose the broken walls and ruins."
He staggered forward a few steps, turned around, bowed and raised his hand, pointed at Duan Xiaolou who was kneeling on the ground with his head bowed deeply on the criticism sign, and cursed angrily:
"Duan Xiaolou, you have lost all your conscience! You are a wolf with a heart and a dog's lungs! All you have left is a human skin!"
He staggered towards Juxian and glanced at Juxian, "Ever since you stuck with this woman, I knew it was over, everything was over."
He lowered his head and stepped back with a sad face, "You are a villain now and make trouble, and disaster will fall from the sky."
"No, that's not right!"
He took a deep breath, walked forward again, and angrily shouted: "It's us who got here step by step, retribution!"
He raised his hand and put it on his chest, "I've long been nothing!"
He slowly turned back and pointed at Duan Xiaolou, his arms trembling.
"Even you, King Chu Ba, knelt down and begged for mercy," he put down his arms, his tone full of despair and helplessness, "then can this Peking Opera survive?"
"Can you not die?"
Cheng Dieyi looked up to the sky and laughed in despair, then turned back and waved his hand fiercely at Duan Xiaolou.
"retribution!"
The people around him immediately rushed to suppress him, making noises.
Cheng Dieyi's desperate roar sounded again.
"retribution!"
The noise continued for two seconds.
"Pass!" The director's voice sounded from the field.
On the field, no one spoke loudly.
The extras and leading actors did not move.
Only the camera switches perspectives.
For fear of affecting the actor's mood in the next scene.
Ten meters behind the monitor stood a two-story building.
On the second floor, Li Ao and Lu Qi sat at the window and looked at the shooting scene.
Li Ao opened his mouth slightly and stared blankly at Zhang Guorong in the crowd.
This explosive power is really too strong!
Although I won the Best Actor Award for Titanic, in terms of this scene alone, I may not be able to portray such a desperate and crazy feeling.
too strong.
Li Ao looked out the window and asked blankly: "Teacher Lu, how long have you been training for?"
However, he did not wait for Lu Qi's answer.
Looking sideways, Lu Qi lowered his head, his face turned pale, and his cheeks and shoulders were shaking slightly.
Seems like...fear?
Lu Qi noticed Leo's gaze, covered her chest, squeezed out a smile, and said with trembling lips, "Sorry, I'll take a moment."
Leo instantly understood the reason.
At Teacher Lu's age, it is very likely that he had experienced such a scene himself.
"Let me help you sit on the sofa."
"Okay, thank you, thank you."
…
A week later.
Capital Gymnasium, indoor basketball court.
The filming came to the final scene.
In the monitor screen, time returns to 1977.
Under a blue beam of light.
Duan Xiaolou and Cheng Dieyi are rehearsing "Farewell My Concubine".
As he continued to practice, Overlord suddenly transformed back into Duan Xiaolou.
Duan Xiaolou bent over and gasped: "It doesn't work anymore. It doesn't work anymore."
He is 65 years old and has some physical weakness.
He waved his hand and took a few steps forward, "I won't follow you anymore, I'm getting old."
Cheng Dieyi looked at his back and smiled lightly.
Duan Xiaolou turned around, met his eyes, recalled the scene when the two were young, and sang with enthusiasm: "The little nun is only twenty-eight years old!"
Dieyi was stunned, and his eyes moved slightly, as if a memory, belonging to Xiaodouzi, was awakening in his mind.
(Xiaodouzi is the original name of Dieyi. When she was a child, she insisted on singing "I am a man, not a girl" and was slapped on the palm by the master.)
Dieyi continued: "My hair was cut off by my master when I was young."
Duan Xiaolou continued: "I am originally a tomboy."
The corners of Dieyi's mouth raised slightly, "It's not Nv Jiao'e."
Duan Xiaolou raised his hand, "Wrong, wrong again."
Cheng Dieyi's eyes moved.
Wrong...wrong again...
Familiar words sounded.
At this moment, he completely transformed into Xiaodouzi.
He slowly lowered the corners of his mouth and looked away, tears appearing in his eyes.
His voice became thicker and he repeated in a deep voice: "I am a man, not a girl."
After a moment, he smiled sadly and looked at his senior brother again, "Come on, let's do it again."
Xiaodouzi sang: "Give me the sword quickly!"
"Concubine, you must not seek such short-sightedness."
"Your Majesty, give me the sword quickly."
"Absolutely not."
"Your Majesty, please give me the sword quickly."
Xiang Yu turned his back, waved his hand and said, "You must not."
Xiaodouzi raised his hand and put it on Xiang Yu's arm and walked forward together.
Xiang Yu took seven steps.
Xiaodouzi sang: "Your Majesty, the Han soldiers are coming in."
Xiang Yu walked to the side, "Where is it?"
Xiaodouzi slowly turned his head and smiled slightly.
He reached out and drew out his sword.
Duan Xiaolou turned around and shouted.
"Die Yi!"
With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.
Duan Xiaolou called softly: "Xiaodouzi."
There was silence for two seconds.
"Passed. Finished."
Chen Xiao said in a deep voice.
There was sparse applause all around.
The staff forced a smile.
The two actors slowly got up from the ground, greeted the people around them, and walked to the dressing room.
Logically speaking, the word "finished" should be shouted cheerfully.
But now that the last scene has been filmed and Yu Ji commits suicide, it is also Cheng Dieyi who commits suicide.
Everyone was infected and in a low mood.
"Everyone, please wait a moment. Don't rush to pack up the props."
Chen Xiao got up from the stool behind the monitor.
Let’s talk about the closing ceremony later.
Let everyone slow down first.
He took the document, stood up and walked towards Director Li behind him.
Director Li nodded at him and walked towards him.
The day before yesterday, he heard that the promotional video was about to be finalized. He was shocked. He happened to be free and decided to come over and check the quality in person on the day of finalization.
Unexpectedly, the last scene was the ending scene.
Alas... I feel heavy.