The peak acting skills of the actor

Chapter 441
In the teahouse in the capital city, Wujing Huadan is going back and forth thousands of times, one sad and one sad!
Xiang Yu said helplessly: "You miss me, Xiang Yu!"

Singing loudly with unwillingness: "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming, the time is not good, the time is not dying, the time is not dying, what can be done, what is the time when the time is dying?"

Concubine Yu looked at Xiang Yu in front of her with pity, and said slowly: "Your Majesty's elegiac song makes people cry.

How about waiting for the concubine to sing and dance, and chat to relieve worries? "

Xiang Yu nodded, seemingly helpless, and said lightly: "The concubine is so helpful..."

After hearing this, Concubine Yu said, "This concubine is making a fool of herself!"

After speaking, he went back up with both swords in his hands, and wiped his tears with his back to Xiang Yu. After a long while, he sighed helplessly, turned around and danced the sword for King Xiang, and sang while dancing the sword: "Persuade the king to drink wine and listen to Yu's songs, and dance the mother-in-law to relieve the king's worries.

Winning Qin Wudao broke the country, and the heroes fought from all directions.

As the saying goes since ancient times, do not deceive me, success or failure rises and falls in an instant, drink with peace of mind and sit in a precious tent. "

"My concubine..." Xiang Yu said sadly.

At this time, Yu Ji finished her dance, and suddenly a soldier came forward and knelt down in front of Xiang Yu, and hurriedly said, "Qizou Your Majesty! The enemy army is attacking from all directions, and I'm here to report!"

Xiang Yu waved his hand when he heard the words, and shouted: "Order the generals to meet the enemy on all sides!"

"According to the order!"

Just as this soldier retreated, another soldier suddenly stepped forward and reported: "The eight thousand soldiers of King Qizheng have all dispersed!"

Xiang Yu: "What!"

"According to the order!"

When the soldiers had just retreated, Xiang Yu hurriedly said to Yu Ji: "Concubine, hurry up and break out of the encirclement with Gu!"

Concubine Yu shook her head, with a sad face: "My lord, if you can break through the siege in this battle, please retreat to Jiangdong, and then try to revive the state of Chu and save the people of Li!

If concubine and concubine go together, wouldn't it implicate the king in killing the enemy? "As he spoke, he seemed helpless, and sighed: "Forget it!May I slay myself in front of the king with the sword in the king's waist! "

Xiang Yu was horrified, and hurriedly asked: "What!"

Yu Ji resolutely said: "Don't worry about it!"

Xiang Yu was in a hurry, shaking his head, and said: "Concubine, you, you, you, you can't commit such short-sightedness!"

Concubine Yu cried: "My lord!"

Speaking of this, he sang: "The Han soldiers have plundered the land, the songs are besieged on all sides, the king is exhausted, how can concubines live?"

Xiang Yu was very anxious, as if he was in a hurry: "Wow! Concubine, you can't commit such short-sightedness!"

Suddenly, Yu Ji wanted to snatch the sword from her waist, Xiang Yu turned around to avoid it, and kept backing away.

Xiang Yu waved his hands, anxiously saying, "You can't pursue such short-sightedness!"

Concubine Yu came to Xiang Yu again and asked for the sword, but Xiang Yu immediately backed away.

"Concubine, you can't commit such short-sightedness!"

Yu Ji asked for the sword for the third time, and Xiang Yu avoided it again. The two fell into anxiety, one wanted her to live, and the other wanted him to live!

"Concubine, don't commit such short-sightedness!"

Yu Ji was stunned for a moment, then pointed to a place, inexplicably horrified: "Han soldiers——!
He, he, he!
He came in! "

Xiang Yu heard the words, turned around in a hurry, and shouted loudly with Yu Ji behind him: "Waiting for Gu to see..."

Suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked back, at this moment, Yu Ji suddenly had a three-foot green peak that had been pulled out of the scabbard in her hand!
Xiang Yu was startled, subconsciously lowered his head, saw the scabbard that had been emptied from his waist, looked up hastily, and blurted out with an exclamation: "Ah! This..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Yu Ji committing suicide and being held in Xiang Yu's arms. Xiang Yu paused for a moment, heartbroken, and regretted loudly: "Oh!!"

At this moment, when a play is finished, someone in the audience shouted loudly: "Okay!"

For a moment, all the fans of Peking Opera gave their applause, and the two stood respectfully on the stage, bowing to the people below the stage.

At this time, a middle-aged fancier came to the stage, took out 200 yuan, and took it out. The husband and wife, one played Yu Ji and the other played Xiang Yu. Xiang Yu hurriedly wiped off his beard. Bending down, the wife hastily lowered her head and bent down, first holding the hands of the viewer with both hands, then receiving the money with both hands, and getting up to thank the audience repeatedly on the stage.

Wang Guo from the audience praised secretly: "First caress that person's hand with both hands, and then hold the money with both hands, even if you are down, but you are polite!"

Xia Mu slowly said: "This money must be collected, firstly it is the affirmation of the audience, and it is also the recognition of oneself.

This is the rule of tipping on stage! "

Wang Guo said helplessly: "If it was changed to be just a bunch of characters before...

I lowered my head and bent over for a hundred dollars, that kind of sadness is tears..."

"This is the current situation in Liyuan. After all, those who stay in the courtyard are a minority, alas..." Xia Mu said helplessly, but then changed the subject: "But don't get me wrong, it's not about money, they will be happy if you throw a dollar , This is their recognition, both singers and fanciers know.

The person who handed the money was the affirmation and support for the two people on the stage. The person who received the money touched the other person's hand before taking the money. Already an older person.

Look around again, there are a few young people, just be afraid, when the time comes, even those who support with rewards like this will be gone..."

When Wang Guo heard this, she turned her head to look, and it was indeed as Xia Mu said, most of the people around were old people, and some of them were middle-aged fanciers, while there were really very few young people left.

Xia Mu said: "You know, in the eyes of our senior brothers, the elder brother is a corner that can be a pillar!
It was created by the master with all his heart and soul, and each character raises a team. This is obviously our traditional culture, why is it like this now.

Survive in the cracks, and now insist on acting while going out to work to make ends meet.

Once upon a time, I also thought that I could just lose all my abilities, but I didn't realize it. In the end, among so many senior brothers, the only one who really insists on the mantle passed down by the master is the senior senior brother!
I'm not as good as him... The husband and wife are really doing their best for the cause they love! "

Wang Guo nodded. To be honest, he doesn't understand opera. It is undeniable that, as a post-[-]s generation, he has not cared much about the art of opera since he was a child.

But looking at the performance of the husband and wife, Wang Guo could feel the sincere retention and respect of the opera fanatics, and they hoped from the bottom of their hearts to make more people like opera.

Bowing his head and bending over the armrest to receive the reward, Wang Guo saw the quality of the opera actors. These people are capable of writing and martial arts, can sing, dance, speak eloquently, and abide by the rules of the stage.

For example, Xia Mu said that there was no one in the opera troupe he was in, and Master Xia Mu still wanted to finish the opera, even if only one audience came in the end.

Xia Mu explained, this is called: Come and listen from all directions, one side is human, three sides are ghosts, and four sides are gods!
Once the play starts, even if there is no one in the audience, it must be finished. If ordinary people don't listen, it doesn't mean that ghosts and gods don't listen!
In fact, in Wang Guo's view, this is the love from the heart of the opera ancestors for the characters they played in the past and for the history of China's continuous lineage.

Look again, after a while, Xia Mu said: "Eldest brother has stepped down, let's go to the backstage to find him!"

(End of this chapter)