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This scene shows the final reunion of the movie.
In name it is a reunion, but in fact there is an undercurrent.
Xuejian teacher's emperor, that kind of ruthless, emperor's mind, let him play it to the bone!
In the end, I got a high score of 98.9!
The most incredible thing is the "Assembly Number" of Group B!
Although there are old drama characters in the play, the core is still the "Guzidi" played by Brother Hu.
In the last scene, when I learned that my comrades died for some reason, I felt angry, sad, sad...and the complex emotions of being worthless for them made everyone cry!
It even got a super high score of 99 points!Is the highest score so far!
This...is the actor's feast!
At this point, three quarters of the show has gone on, and only the last group of actors is left... It is also the highlight of the finals, the most difficult... "Farewell My Concubine"!
. . . . . . .
Except Jiang Bei and Gong Huang.
All the other actors who participated in the old drama were all sitting in the living room attentively. Under the camera, everyone looked serious!
They also want to see... how this young man who will carry the future of China's film industry interprets... Cheng Dieyi!
in front of the stage.
Sa Xiaoning said excitedly.
"The three groups of competing guests are over. Thank you to our young actors and our veteran actors for giving us wonderful performances!"
"under."
"We will welcome the last group of contestants in this field."
"Jiang Bei and Gong Huang from Group C!"
"Look at the big screen!"
...
powder room.
Jiang Bei was alone facing the mirror with red makeup.
In the mirror, that concubine Yu, who is charming and smiling, is exposed in the air!
So beautiful that everyone can't take their eyes off!
The staff knocked on the door.
"Teacher Jiang, you're about to take the stage in five minutes."
"understood."
Jiang Bei took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and heard Cheng Dieyi's last voice.
[Avalokitesvara, male body and female appearance——]
[Tsing Yi, a man disguised as a woman——]
[You have to cut off your feelings before you can look directly at Guanyin——]
[If you want to play Tsing Yi well, you must not have feelings——]
【I live in the play all my life, from one end to the end, remember, you are Da Qingyi, you are not Cheng Dieyi——】
[Don't live like me, I'm not worthy of your envy——]
Jiang Bei suddenly opened a pair of red phoenix eyes!
Come on stage!
[Ding... the host activates SSS+ character template - Cheng Dieyi! 】
[Ding... the host activates active acting skills - drama! 】
[Ding... the host activates passive acting - women's clothing! 】
Big Sweepstakes is on stage, congratulations from all directions!
To this world, shake it up!
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Ps: Ask for flowers, ask for evaluation tickets, ask for monthly tickets.There is one more chapter!
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Chapter 228 Come and listen from all directions, one is human, three are ghosts, and four are gods!
The live broadcast of the "Actor" finals.
Jiangbei's life scenes appeared on the 24K big screen.
The audience, pay attention.
The seven directors + judges kept their eyes wide open, unwilling to miss a single frame!
On the big screen, with the camera shaking, Jiang Bei's familiar voice came.
"Judge Gong, sorry for the long wait."
"Jiangbei! Finally waiting for you, sit down, sit down."
"Xiaobei, have you decided which role to play?"
"Cheng Dieyi."
As soon as these words came out, in an instant, the entire hall was filled with voices!
Even the seven directors raised their eyebrows, good guy, there are people who are not afraid of death.
But at this moment, the live broadcast room was boiling, and the barrage was frantically swiping the screen!
The vice president of the National Center for the Performing Arts, Professor Qiu Changqing, wondered: "Jiangbei, should you... think about it?"
"Jiangbei, Cheng Dieyi is a dan role in Peking Opera. It's extremely difficult. He has a low voice throughout the whole process, so he just hangs in one breath, okay...even if we are willing to teach you, but within 7 days, it is impossible to reach the level of being on stage. !"
"Say more words."
"It's a consensus in the industry to play a role in the role of a female role. The accent is correct and round. The male voice is inherently rough. It is extremely difficult to imitate a female voice. If you want to be brilliant, you must spell out the words clearly. To lift, the lower abdomen locks the strength, and the vowel drags."
"Jiangbei, these sixteen characters can't be played without more than ten years of skill."
"I'm talking about dried noodles."
"Danjiao's body should be soft, the waist should be firm, and the head resting between the rows, that's one step at a time! Under the flowing water, a series of small steps, it's not enough to walk well, you have to be urgent, and you have to be steady! That's not counting, just talk. You can't stop, what you pay attention to is smooth flow of water, and the first thing to look back to is not fate, but luck!"
"Jiangbei, do you know that once you open your mouth, you have to finish the show even if there is a knife in the sky!"
"When Dacai is on stage, people come from all directions to listen. One side is human, three sides are ghosts, and four sides are gods. As long as you open your voice, it doesn't matter whether there are people in the "[-]" stage..."
"You! Must! Must! Sing! Finish!"
The audience was silent.
Professor Qiu said that in everyone's heart, even if they don't know opera, they know the quintessence of Peking Opera.
Jiangbei...this is challenging the limit!
The seven directors had different expressions.
Wang Jiawei looked excited.
Jiang Wen was frowning.
The national teacher rubbed his chin, showing no emotion.
Only Li An and Wu Yucen...they chose to believe in Jiangbei, but...there are still a lot of worries, Da Tsing Yi, a man disguised as a woman!
Only Master Xing.
Re-open the document about 'Jiangbei' in his hand...trying to find clues that he knows opera.
Unfortunately, no.
Jiangbei's voice came.
"Principal Qiu, opera pays attention to figure and appearance. How about this? I'll put on makeup first, and see if you are satisfied? If not, we can discuss it later."
The screen plunged into darkness.
Only Professor Qiu sighed...nowhere to put it.
The camera switches, and the line of sight is blurred.
Until... the figure of the elite crown and Zao Luo Pao appeared on the stage.
Sparse exclamations began to appear in the audience!
When Jiangbei's beautiful appearance of a man disguised as a woman appeared on the screen... the audience was shocked!
"Damn it!!!!"
"This... this... this is the beauty that appeared in reality?!"
"Oh my God...It's not an exaggeration to put the country and the city on him...no, on her!"
in the live room.
The content of the live broadcast has long been invisible in the barrage, all of them are "beautiful crowning the world, overwhelming the country and the city!" '
Director's seat.
Jiang Wenren was dumbfounded.
Wang Jiawei was taken aback.
The national teacher looked stunned like a melon-eating crowd salted fish 666.
Ang Lee, Master Xing, and Wu Yucen started applauding mechanically!
An old drama guest in the living room, you can hear the needle drop!
on the big screen.
Professor Qiu said: "Men are afraid of [Night Running], women are afraid of [Sifan], I will teach you everything that needs to be taught, come on, I will read to you, the Beijing Opera Troupe listens to my instructions, and the stage...is handed over to Jiangbei!"
This play is Jiangbei's unicorn "Si Fan".
Accompanied by the accompaniment.
Chok, choke, choke...choke!
"Once upon a time, there was a Monk Mulian who rescued his mother from going to the gate of hell. May I ask how many roads are there in Lingshan? There are more than one hundred and eight thousand!"
"Namo Amitabha!"
"It's pitiful for Nishi to cut his hair, and he sleeps with a Zen lamp. Time flies and makes people grow old, let down the young and beautiful boy!"
"Xiao Ni, Mrs. Zhao, Dharma name Sekong. Since childhood, he became a monk in Xiantao Nunnery, burning incense and praying to Buddha all day long; at night, he sleeps alone on a pillow, so desolate!"
Jiang Bei put his body on his waist, walked slowly, and bowed his head. At that moment... the world lost its color.
With a small voice, the whole world fell silent.
"The little nun is twenty-eight years old."
"You are young, and your hair was cut by the master."
"Every day, burn incense and change water in the Buddhist temple."
"I saw a few children playing games under the mountain gate."
"He's looking at us~"
"Let's keep our eyes on him~"
"He is with us, we share him, we are so worried~"
Switching between true and false sounds, silky smooth without any violation, who dares to say that Jiangbei is not Daqingyi? !The ancestral grave was dug for him!
Finish with one sound.
All audience members stand up!The applause is about to overturn the No. [-] studio hall!