Senior Superstar

The disturbance in front of the studio building was immediately reported by the security guards at the scene.

Knowing the arrival of her grandfather who was supposed to be lying on the hospital bed, Gu Lili, the younger sister of the Gu family, quickly put down what she was doing and rushed downstairs.

Seeing Gu Mingkun, who was in his dying years and was supported by a nurse standing at the gate, with his whole body swinging, she hurriedly went up to him.

"Grandpa! Why are you here so late at night?"

At this time, Gu Mingkun had already recovered a little from the excitement just now.

But a pair of cloudy eyes were still full of excitement.

"Lily, take me to Li Shixin, hurry up!"

"Grandpa, why are you looking for him? Not to say"

Gu Lili was halfway through speaking, and noticed that many people who were attracted by the chaos just now gathered in front of the building, she lowered her voice and stood in front of Gu Mingkun.

"Grandpa, the old man is performing on the stage right now. I'm afraid you won't be able to see him. Wait a minute, after a while he will finish the live broadcast, and I will arrange for you to meet him right away. There are many people here, so I will take you to the variety hall first."

Noticing the advice given to him by a group of staff and passers-by beside him, Gu Mingkun nodded slightly.

With the support of her granddaughter and the nurse, she went upstairs from the VIP elevator.

the other side.

In the No. 9 studio, the performance of "Farewell My Concubine" has been going on for more than an hour, and the plot has also progressed to the second half;

The War of Resistance was won.

The city of Forty-Nine was full of celebrations, and waves of people walked past the stage, celebrating the victory loudly.

In the theater garden, a military performance is underway.

But the atmosphere seemed to be a bit wrong.

"I can hear all the soldiers talking and talking."

"The mouth is exposed."

"Li, the heart of separation."

Dieyi on the stage is holding an orchid finger, performing passionately, but flashlights are dangling on him.

A few whistles and obscene jokes made Dieyi feel a little cramped and at a loss.

Beside the stage, Juxian, who was pregnant with a swollen belly, looked worriedly at a group of women in the audience, and told Xiao Guzi next to her, "Xiao Guzi, go and tell the manager, don't make trouble."

"well!"

Xiaoguzi agreed and stepped off the stage.

On the stage, Dieyi could no longer perform due to the coaxing and the flashlight.

"Why don't you sing?"

An officer yelled.

"Hurry up and sing!"

The soldiers coaxed and stopped Dieyi who wanted to leave.

Seeing this scene, Duan Xiaolou, who watched nervously in the background for a long time, came out with the troupe and bowed to everyone.

"Bosses, there is no rule of shaking people with a flashlight in the theater. Even the Japanese don't have such a troublesome way. Everyone comes to listen to the opera."

After finishing speaking, Duan Xiaolou bowed and gave a generous gift: "Please go back to your seat."

Seeing Xiaolou trying to smooth things over, the officer gave a disdainful smile: "Well said, let me go back. But there is one thing, is it okay to applaud the Japanese?"

"no!"

"Call me!"

Following the officer's order, Xiaolou was pushed to the ground.

In the chaos, Juxian nervously left the crowd and ran towards the small building. But as soon as he stepped onto the stage, he was pushed down to the ground by a woman.

"Chrysanthemum Immortal!" "Oh! Boss Duan, you're blushing!" "Quick, hurry to the hospital!"

The scene became more chaotic.

Breaking away from a group of people like crazy, the embarrassed Xiaolou picked up Juxian and rushed out.

As soon as he reached the door, he was stopped by a group of bailiffs.

But the bailiff didn't seem to come here because of the current chaos.

"Where is Cheng Dieyi?"

Dieyi, who was in fear, took a step forward.

As soon as he raised his hand, a pair of handcuffs clasped his wrist.

"Oh! Boss, what is this?" The manager of the theater was terrified by this.

"What's the matter?" The chief bailiff took out an arrest warrant and slapped it directly on the manager's arms: "Cheng Dieyi committed the crime of traitor! Take him away!"

As the bailiffs and the prostitutes who had had enough of the trouble dispersed, the theater returned to silence.

"Boss Duan! My child, I can't keep my child."

Following the cry of the old master who urged the field, Xiaolou turned his head as if lost his soul, and looked at Juxian who was lying on the ground.

Juxian struggled to sit up, she looked at her husband with tears all over her face.

"Xiaolou, I'm sorry for you. You can go about your business."

Xiaolou closed his eyes tightly and turned around.

Behind him, Juxian lay down powerlessly, two lines of clear tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.

"Go and save your concubine Yu."

"You junior brother, I don't know if it's the world that's looking for trouble with him, or he's looking for trouble with the world. It's always too easy, and sooner or later something big will happen. As long as you stay with him, I'm always not at ease. Let's My child is gone, and you are the only one I have left. I have nothing to say about begging from your ass in the future, but it’s the same, Xiaolou, you have to make me feel at peace! You rescued him, we can I don’t owe him any more. Don’t sing with him in the future, you promise me, you have to write me a note!”

Listening to Juxian's weak but sonorous nagging behind him, Duan Xiaolou sighed.

Xiaolou and Juxian found Fourth Master Yuan.

Under the intimidation of Juxian, Yuan Siye agreed to come forward to rescue him.

After finishing the work, Juxian went to the prison cell to explore Dieyi.

This is the first time Bawang's concubine Yu and Xiaolou's daughter-in-law have met alone.

In the dark prison, Juxian handed Dayan and a letter of guarantee with his fingerprints to Dieyi.

"The things here are for your enjoyment."

"Xiaolou asked me to give it to you, you can see for yourself."

Seeing the two things in front of him, Dieyi grabbed the letter without hesitation.

"Dieyi, don't blame us. Xiaolou's child is gone, this is the retribution for singing together."

"After you go out, you go on your Yangguan road."

Ju Xian left.

Dieyi gently put the letter aside, and smoked desperately.

Seeing this, the audience at the scene and in the live broadcast room sighed;

"Oh, Juxian. You can't say she's wrong. As a woman, she must think about the stability of her family. Dieyi is indeed the biggest unstable factor for her family."

"Chrysanthemum Immortal is not bad, she is straightforward, pungent, and resourceful. If she hadn't threatened with the sword that Yuan Siye once gave to Dieyi, someone like Yuan Siye would not agree at this sensitive juncture. To save Dieyi. But. Alas. I can understand her, but I also sympathize with Dieyi. Dieyi only lives in the play. Worldly things are very thin in his thinking. This is his pathetic place."

"Holding in one breath, I can't spit it out, I can't swallow it in. It seems like a small hole is blocked, plus ten chewing gums."

Amidst the sighs of everyone, the plot is still going on.

Yuan Siye and Xiaolou testified for Dieyi in court, proving that he was forced to sing for the Japanese.

But Dieyi, who was ashamed of death, went crazy in court.

He publicly admitted that he did it voluntarily, and said that if the Japanese official Aoki was still there, Peking Opera would have been spread to Japan long ago.

Everyone in the troupe was stunned, while Fourth Master Yuan left angrily.

Seeing this scene, the barrage exploded!

"Woooooh, Dieyi, Dieyi! You are so stupid! Why can't you stand outside the play and think about the world!"

"Dieyi said before that Aoki understands drama. He is not speaking for the Japanese. In his eyes, things other than drama are not important. Alas, it is so stupid that people can't get angry with him. .”

"No, Dieyi understands. Aoki doesn't necessarily understand drama, he is just begging to die! He was stimulated by Xiaolou's letter of guarantee, he doesn't want to live anymore!"

"Yes, that letter dispelled his desire to survive. Without the overlord, he has nothing to love in life."

"Yuan Siye: I'm so mentally broken, I can't move this shit!"

Amidst the boiling barrage, the plot ushered in a turning point.

Yuan Siye failed to save Dieyi, but a monarch and official admired Dieyi and saved him.

Days seemed to be the same again.

The days are completely different from before.

After breaking up with his senior brother, Dieyi was completely decadent.

He smoked opium crazily and wrote letters to his dead mother. With the strength of smoke, I deceive the heavenly mother and myself with the beauty that does not exist at all.

The world is in chaos again.

With the unfavorable war, the government began to print money crazily, and the price of goods soared until the supplies finally began to be supplied in rolls.

Xiaolou and Dieyi saw Eunuch Zhang before the theater.

Apparently, Eunuch Zhang, who was once rumored to be dead, is now crazy. Facing the two former friends, he just smiled and passed cigarettes. In this chaotic world, this powerful man from a previous world has already Completely lost the prestige and the right to speak.

He also had to use the coupons to buy the worst quality cigarettes to smoke.

Variety Hall.

The one-and-a-half-hour drama didn't make anyone feel dull.

Looking at the live broadcast screen, the old man looked like a pile of dry bones, with his toothless lips wrapped in a cigarette, and the giggling Eunuch Zhang, the judges present took a long breath.

"This play is absolutely amazing. The layout of the scene, the scheduling of the characters in the plot, and the fate of each character, the response to each other, is absolutely amazing. It's absolutely amazing!"

"In my opinion, there is no suspense."

"Why is there no suspense? This scene is reaching suspense!"

"I'm talking about this award, there is no suspense. According to my opinion, this year's Golden Lion and Cao Yu are completely qualified. As for the Plum Blossom Performance Award, not to mention Mr. Li, every character in this play has a possibility. "

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Hearing one person's exclamation and unabashed compliment to the play, the rest of the judges didn't even have the idea to refute.

Not for anything else, just because of the artistic height shown in this play, which they have never seen in their lives!

At this time, an old figure walked in slowly in the variety show hall.

"Ouch! Old Gu! Why are you here?"

Seeing that figure, seven of the nine judges stood up from their chairs.

Seeing everyone's eyes focused on him, Gu Mingkun slowly broke free from the support of his granddaughter and the nurse, and tried his best to stand upright.

He waved his hand to the crowd and the live camera that was cast over him, and he smiled slightly.

"You are busy with your work, I just came to see, to see my junior brother."

Hearing what Gu Mingkun said, everyone smiled and turned their attention to Yuan Cheng who was sitting in the judges' seat and hadn't got up.

"Hey! Look at Mr. Gu, how much he is thinking about the friendship between teachers and disciples."

"The friendship between Gu Lao and Yuan Lao is really enviable."

"Yeah, Mr. Yuan took time out of his busy schedule to support the senior brother's award platform, and Mr. Gu visited the scene at night on the sick bed to visit his junior brother. It will be another good story in the circle if it spreads."

Hearing the discussions around them, Yuan Cheng and Gu Mingkun smiled at the same time.

But from the beginning to the end, the eyes of the two never met.