Hearing Zhu Xu's sigh, Xu Rong thought for a while and vaguely guessed some reasons.

If you are not a person from the People's Art Theater, you can enter the rehearsal hall to watch rehearsals. You must have come here through various relationships.

If Xiao Zhang hadn't come home, maybe he would bring her here today.

He turned his head, looked at the old man, and asked, "What are you queuing today?"

"Watou Club."

"Oh." Xu Rong suddenly realized that this was a tribute drama just launched in the theater. Its premiere was more than a month ago and caused a considerable sensation in the industry.

In order to continue to produce classics, the People's Art Theater has always been particularly strict with scripts. Because the drama itself can use fewer technologies and rely heavily on scripts and actors, it has also formed the characteristics of screenwriters that are far higher than film and television screenwriters.

"Yo, Teacher Zhu, Xiao Xu, where are you here?"

Pu Cunxi pushed open the door and saw Zhu Xu and Xu Rong standing in the rehearsal hall. He was stunned and asked.

Zhu Xu turned his head and glanced at Xu Rong. Seeing his face full of hope, he asked, "Let's not turn around for now, take a look?"

Of course Xu Rong would not refuse and said, "Okay."

Zhu Xu was happy and said meaningfully to Pu Cunxi who was about to come in: "Xiao Pu, you can get a good scheduling."

Pu Cunxi nodded with a smile and said, "That's natural."

He said, but his feet stopped, as if he had remembered something, and said, "You guys wait first, I'll see if you're all here."

Then, he walked back without looking back, and arrived at the door and brought it to the door.

After the door was closed, Pu Cunxi immediately trotted all the way, blocking Xu Fan and Song Dandan who were coming towards him in the corridor, and said, "Teacher Zhu wants to take Xu Rong to watch the rehearsal. He said, I have to show his real skills."

Xu Fan's eyes widened slightly and joked: "Really capable? How real? Then why don't we go to the theater."

"Sure, your proposal is good." Pu Cunxi thought for a while, took off his hat and said in a group, "I'll call to see if I can call everyone over."

It is now during the holidays, and staff from other departments have all been on vacation.

"Then you have to make up for the overtime pay in the future."

"Know, know."

After Pu Cunxi left with great strides, Xu Fan turned around and looked at the direction of the rehearsal hall and said laughingly: "Hey, no, I'm just kidding me, he took it seriously. Hey, do you think, is it worth it?"

Song Dandan spread his hands and said, "I'm going to retire next year. He is three years younger than me, which is the matter in front of me. How can he not be in a hurry?"

As the two of them said, they walked back. Since they were performing in the theater, they had to change their clothes and put on makeup. Song Dandan sighed as he walked: "We shouted all day long, 'adhering to the tradition of the People's Arts and continuing to write new glory'. The tradition has been adhered to, but I haven't seen much of the new glory. We are better off. Let's go down, look, when we go on stage, there is not even a play."

Xu Fan blinked his eyes and asked, "What if that doesn't work, wouldn't it be a big joke?"

"It's a dead horse to be a living horse. Anyway, the old men in our hospital now regard him as a life-saving straw. You don't know, a while ago, in order to fight for someone to lead Xu Rong, Teacher Zheng and Teacher Zhu were clamoring. If Ren Yuan hadn't said peace, they would have to roll up their sleeves and fight..."

In just half an hour, all the staff in various departments of the institute gathered, but not all from the People's Art Theater. A few of them were borrowed by Pu Cunxi from the National Dialect.

Anyway, I have done a lot of similar things in the past, let alone lighting, audio, and stage and other technicians, even actors, are often borrowed from each other.

Xu Rong waited in the rehearsal hall for a long time, but he didn't see half of the crew of the "Watou Club" and asked, "Master, I've always wondered about one thing, that is, why doesn't the theater increase the income of actors? So that everyone doesn't have to shoot TV or movies?"

Zhu Xu looked at him in surprise and said, "Aren't you a film and television actor? Why do I listen to what you mean? You seem to have prejudice against the industry you are engaged in?"

"No, you're just slandering. Why should I have prejudice against myself?" Xu Rong maintained respect for Zhu Xu, but he was not always polite when speaking.

He had seen it early in the morning that if he was always respectful to these old seniors, people might not like them. In terms of seniority, he belonged to the third generation, but because of Li Xuejian and Zhu Xu, he could not be discussed that way, otherwise the courtyard would not have arranged for Zhu Xu to take him.

Zhu Xu said: "I think you have some misunderstandings. There is no grudge between dramas and films, no grudge between drama actors and film actors, and no one robs of each other's jobs. And it doesn't hurt to try different performance methods more often."

"I agree with the decision of the hospital. 365 days a year, it is best to be half in the hospital and half in the film or TV series."

Zhu Xu said, pointed upstairs and said, "Let's go, go to the fourth floor, go to the museum to have a look. I'll tell you about the dramas of our institute and tell you about the past."

Xu Rong asked, "Didn't you watch the rehearsal?"

Zhu Xu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I haven't come yet, so I will definitely not come for a while. I guess we will see them just by going to the theater later."

While walking, Zhu Xu asked quietly: "Xiao Xu, do you usually have a lot of acting in your school?"

"It's okay." Xu Rong also thought it was just an ordinary chat. "When I was in school, I was usually busy, and the school organized performances and participated in fewer participants. I played a role with more scenes during the graduation show."

Xu Rong knew very well that in the performance of the Central Academy of Drama, he always looked down on his own school and counted forward until the opening was changed. Among the art schools in Beijing, his own school was a younger brother.

As the source of the theory and practice of the Central Academy of Drama, this is even more so.

Zhu Xu said slowly: "Your performance style is very interesting."

"interesting?"

Zhu Xu turned his head and looked at him and asked, "Do you know why all we can come on the day of your exam?"

"Actually, I'm curious about this. Your style is very close to the People's Art Theater, and it's more artistic than the ones that came from the co-organized class." Zhu Xu smiled, "Just like "Bright Sword", the monk Wei you played is very popular."

Xu Rong understood his meaning, and the co-organized class refers to the co-organized class between the People's Art Theater and the Central Academy of Drama in 2004. The Central Academy of Drama is recruited on his behalf in the college entrance examination, and the Central Academy of Drama and the People's Art Theater jointly taught, and after graduation, he was directed to the People's Art Theater.

Now, looking back at the original decision, I am so stupid.

But after he carefully thought about the old man's words, he tasted something wrong. The style of the People's Art Theatre is realistic, requiring the actors' performance to be close to the living reality.

The monk Wei who played was a person of art, and no matter how he sounded, it didn't seem like good things. He just said that he had either had already mastered his skills or was stupid at that time.

But he couldn't understand it and said, "I've watched your drama since I was a child, and it may have a great impact."

Zhu Xu asked without any questions, because he knew that if he asked, Xu Rong would definitely be able to re-enact the content of some of the classic plays he performed.

"I heard from Xue Jian that your true personality is not like this?"

"It's a big deal that affects the atmosphere. To be honest, I've seen many people like Xiao Pu, but the first one who is as unpretentious as him is still the first one."

"Xiao Pu?" Zhu Xu laughed twice, "You really dare to shout, I see you are not far from death."

"What we both say can also be given to outsiders..."

Xu Rong's voice gradually fell because Zhu Xu glared at him with two big bags of eyes.

"Watou Club" tells the story of several families struggling at the bottom of society in a small courtyard called "Watou Club" a year before the liberation of Peking.

This is the most serious rehearsal that Xu Rong has ever seen. The actors have put on makeup. The stage is also a stage for performances. The props and lights that should be available will not fall off.

If it weren't for the audience that only him, Zhu Xu and director Lin Zhaohua, it would be almost no different from a serious performance.

In his heart, Xu Rong did not think that his skills were much worse than those on the stage, such as He Shi, Pu Cunxi, Yang Lixin, Song Dandan and Xu Fan. Therefore, when watching, his mentality was quite relaxed.

During this period, he mainly came to "return". As for other things, he just wanted to watch the fun.

He had made up his mind that in a short period of time, he would be a personal art slut.

What changed his impression was the second act, a scene in which Tian Cuilan, played by Song Dandan, and Jin Murong, played by Xu Fan, quarreled.

The two of them crossed their legs and sat on the stage. He Shi, who was in the big head in Yuan, stood between them and persuaded him to make peace.

After the previous scenes, Xu Rong has made a clear judgment on Song Dandan and Xu Fan's business ability. Song Dandan's level is higher than Xu Fan.

She has many dramas.

When the two of them reached a certain point, Xu Fan, who had been holding his arms and holding his right leg on his left leg, suddenly stood up. While getting up, her right foot stepped heavily on the stage, then turned around cleanly, shook her arms angrily, and strode back to the east wing.

"hehe."

Xu Rong suddenly chuckled.

Lin Zhaohua and Zhu Xu sat on both sides of him one after another. When they heard his inexplicable laughter, they both turned their heads and looked at him in surprise.

During the performance, this place is not a joke.

"Jin Murong is quite cute." He tried to lower his voice and explained.

"oh."

After saying that, Xu Rong immediately felt something was wrong. Jin Murong was played by Xu Fan, so he actually made her "cute" judgment?

Although he had never expressed any of it on his face, in his heart, he really didn't like her.

Looking at Xu Fan in the venue, he suddenly felt a very strange and absurd feeling. Xu Fan, who had the lowest business ability among the leading actors on the stage, actually covered up his inherent impression of her himself through more than half an hour of performance.

At this moment, Xu Rong completely understood why the tickets for dramas sold were more expensive than those for concerts, and so many people came to see them.

The audience's sense of participation in performance is indeed incomparable to film and television. Just like dramas cannot be used for cameras, the editing technology is generally used.

Looking at Song Dandan sitting on the stool, pointing at Jesus on the door frame of Jin Murong's house, he said whistling: "I want to be so stupid as to be surrounded by a door frame (xiē) and I don't even have any door!"

As she said, she slapped her thighs with her hands, stood up, walked to her house angrily, pointed to Maitreya Buddha on the door frame, and said to He Shi: "You are almost quiet, hey, hey, it's all exposed, he's all bones, and our bare belly is going to support the flesh of his body."

"Excellent!" Xu Rong looked at Tian Cuilan's series of actions and cried in his heart.

After she got up, she raised her right hand, pointed to the door frame of her house, threw herself into her body, walked quickly under the eaves, and said, "You look at it, hey." When the second word "hey" fell, she turned around to face the audience.

Before the first word "He is all bones", she put down her right hand pointing to the door frame of her house, raised her left hand, and pointed to Jesus on the door frame of Jin Murong's house. At the same time, she moved her feet a small step towards Jin Murong's house, showing her strong confidence.

The next "we" and "he" in "our bare belly are pressing against the flesh of his body" raised their left and right hands and pointed at the object. When the words fell, she pinched her waist with both hands to end the full range of counterattack.

After reading this paragraph, Xu Rong suddenly felt an extremely strong impulse in his heart, and he wanted to go up and try it.

It is a pleasure to be optimistic about the actor's performance, but it is also a torture for him who has been in a while.

Song Dandan's performance style is no longer unfamiliar with Wu Gang and Li Guangfu, but he works with Wu Gang to shoot TV series, but now it is a drama, and his unique performance form is more prominent.

After the curtain call, the actor did not step down. Pu Cunxi looked at Xu Rong who had already stood up and applauded, and asked, "Xiao Xu, how about it?"

Xu Rong thought for a while before saying, "It's a bit regretful."

Lin Zhaohua next to him asked, "Oh, what do you mean?"

Xu Rong smiled bitterly and said, "I'm late, I don't have a share. Teacher Lin, if you lead other dramas in the future, don't forget that I'm also an actor in the yard."

"Hahaha."

When he came to the fourth floor again, listening to Zhu Xu telling the story within 48 hours on the eve of the 1952-year-old construction of the courtyard, Xu Rong finally asked about the doubts in his heart during the interval.

"Master, why do I feel that their attitude towards me is a bit strange?"

At first, he saw everyone being polite to him, thinking that it was because of his fame and connections that he walked out of the People's Art Theater. The gap between age and qualifications between him and Pu Cunxi and He Shi would be smoothed out, and even the opposite gap would be drawn.

But Pu Cunxi has long faded out of the film and television industry, and he is also the vice president, so there is no need or reason to be so polite to him.
Chapter completed!