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"Farewell My Concubine" is actually very slow in plot rhythm.

It is not a drama that can draw the audience into the plot at the beginning. Even for those who haven't seen the play, the first two acts are not very good to distinguish who is the protagonist of the story.

This kind of group portrait does not have a strong intention at the beginning, and allows the audience to choose the characters and their own positions. It requires layers of emotional cultivation to truly enter the play.

After the foreshadowing of the first and second acts, it is obvious that the audience's emotions are now up.

The plot on the stage has thus entered the fast lane;

After signing the closing book, Xiaodouzi officially became a member of the troupe.

Facing this new kid, the "veteran" in the troupe bullied him, saying that he came out of a kiln. Faced with a group of bullying juniors, Xiaodouzi silently threw the only robe left by his mother into the brazier.

Seeing the lonely little Douzi, the senior brother Xiao Shitou expressed his kindness, but Xiaodouzi, who had just undergone a transformation, did not accept it.

Maybe it's because I just want to play the role of a good big brother, or maybe it's because I feel sorry for Xiaodouzi. In the subsequent apprenticeship, Xiao Shitou risked being severely beaten by his master, and once again helped Xiaodouzi who was stretching his legs.

In the isolated and helpless environment, Xiaodouzi's dependence on his senior brother was born when Xiaoshi knelt under the wind and snow.

The arduous academic career makes time flow by quickly.

In a blink of an eye, Xiaodouzi grew up.

As time went by, he became more handsome and adapted to the life of the troupe. However, the stubbornness in him didn't seem to dissipate with the passage of time.

There is a saying in Liyuan, that men are afraid of "Night Run" and women are afraid of "Si Fan".

Xiaodouzi sang Danjiao, but he couldn't sing the line "I am a girl, not a man." in "Si Fan".

Mr. Xiwen taught it over and over again, but he lost his soul and repeated the wrong words over and over again, "I am a man, not a woman."

The training ground of the theater troupe.

"What are you?"

The teacher who taught opera put his face with a mirror in front of Xiaodouzi, frowned and asked in a long tone.

"I am, I am a boy."

Little Douzi with his legs dangling answered simply.

"Hiss." The gentleman took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes in anger: "Is the nun a man or a woman?"

"Yes Yes."

Beads of sweat dripped from Xiaodouzi's forehead as he struggled to maintain his standing position while holding the rope. A trace of determination flashed in those smart eyes.

"It's a man."

"Hmph." Seeing Xiaodouzi pretending to be confused while pretending to be confused, Mr. Xiwen sneered, "You have really entered the realm of transformation, and you can't even distinguish between male and female. Come on, hit me!"

The generous ruler greeted Xiaodouzi.

"What are you?"

The ruler slammed down on his body, enduring the pain of tearing his muscles and bones, Xiaodouzi clenched his teeth.

"I am, male, son, Lang."

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

The crisp sound of frying meat with a ruler resounded throughout the troupe.

Seeing all this, the little stone showed a look of intolerance. The audience in the live broadcast room have also been irritated by the troupe's inhuman teaching method!

"Fuck! The evil old society!"

"As soon as Guan Shu stands up, this life belongs to the troupe. This is a real beating. It's a beating just to leave a breath. My heart twitches."

"Hey, Xiaodouzi is so agile, how can this short play be memorized so many times and not be able to memorize it?"

"Yes, this may be Xiaodouzi's last stubbornness. The recognition of his own gender, he grew up in a kiln, and his mother always wanted him to remember that he was a boy."

"I looked through the history and found that there is no date in this history. The words 'benevolence, righteousness and morality' are written on every page crookedly. I couldn't sleep anyway. After reading carefully half the night, I saw two words between the words. Words. Eat people."

With Xiaodouzi being tortured in pain in the picture, the barrage and comments in the live broadcast room were full of sighs.

The plot is still going on.

Xiaodouzi was beaten half to death, but he still insisted on his stubbornness in the face of his senior brother's persuasion. However, he also responded to his brother's kindness—he entrusted the three eldest sons he had hidden to Xiao Shitou.

He was mentally prepared to be beaten to death.

On this day, when a group of children were resting, the sound of peddlers hawking came from the street. A group of children imprisoned in the troupe discussed snacks.

The little Laizi in the troupe took advantage of the opportunity to brag about the candied haws, and ran away again. Before going out, he called Xiaodouzi who was likely to be beaten to death.

Little Shitou, who instinctively stopped the two, let them go on purpose in the face of Xiaodouzi's entrustment.

On the street, Xiao Laizi finally ate the candied haws he had been longing for, and also saw the real famous actors of Peking Opera in Forty-Nine City.

In the theater garden, the two runaway children could not help but burst into tears as they looked at the much-anticipated actor on the stage.

It's just that one of the two children's tears reflected their yearning.

Another, full of despair.

"How did they become horns? How many beatings do they have to take? When will I become horns?"

Seeing Xiao Laizi snot and tearing up, watching the famous actors on stage asking questions again and again, the barrage in the live broadcast room boiled;

"The young actor's acting skills are amazing! I didn't think it was interesting after watching the first two scenes, but after watching it all the way, I think this play is getting more and more interesting!"

"Pay attention to the expressions of the two children. Xiaodouzi sees hope, while little Laizi is desperate. He knows he will never be able to become a role."

"The little Laizi at the moment is very similar to the way I saw the number one in the college entrance examination. How did they get into Tsinghua University and Peking University? How many questions do they have to do to score more than 700 points! When will I pass!"

"Crying like a dog with Xiao Laizi, how did you find a girlfriend?"

"When will I be able to pass the civil service exam? How strong is the number one?"

"Damn it, the sand sculptures in front don't leave! I'm teary right now, and the snot that was teased by you sprayed out and sucked into my mouth!"

"This paragraph is really sad and laughable. In fact, Xiao Laizi is actually the projection of ordinary people like us. He is not good at hardware, and he doesn't work hard enough. He doesn't necessarily like eating candied haws, because it's not so much that he likes candied haws. Looking to escape, to get out of this life that made him hopeless."

Among the uproarious barrage, the plot has entered the second half of the third act.

After watching the play, Xiaodouzi took Xiao Laizi back to the troupe.

At this time, Xiao Shitou was being beaten by the master for letting the two escape.

Under everyone's gaze, Xiaodouzi consciously lay down on the bench and told the master that it had nothing to do with his brother that he wanted to escape.

Seeing Xiaodouzi who seemed to be different from before, Master Guan was stunned and became anxious. He started to be ruthless and beat Xiaodouzi to death.

On the side, looking at Xiaodouzi who was beaten to pieces by the master and saw that half of his life was left, Xiao Laizi silently took out the candied haws from his arms and stuffed them whole into his mouth.

In the yard, all the children of the troupe knelt down in front of Master Guan to plead for Xiaodouzi.

Faced with the master's unfeeling, Xiao Shitou even went crazy, and started fighting with the master who was bigger than the sky.

Just as the conflict between the master and the apprentice was at a stalemate, there was a shrill cry from the backyard.

"Grandpa Guan! It's terrible!"

Mr. Xiwen rushed into the courtyard tremblingly, and pointed his finger like a dead branch to the main room.

"He He."

Looking in the direction of his finger, the ruler in Master Guan's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

In the dark main room, a thick rope hanging from the beam was stretched straight.

At the end of the rope, a skinny person swayed like duckweed, floating!

There was still half a piece of candied haws in the suffocated mouth.

This scene, like a sledgehammer, hit Master Guan on the stage.

Like a sledgehammer, it hit all the audience in the variety show hall, as well as the netizens who had just finished making fun of Xiao Laizi.

As the little Laizi hanging on the beam of the house swings back and forth like a pendulum, the barrage in the live broadcast room exploded!