"Start again."

Zhang Wankun got busy again. While wiping the table, he casually shouted: "Sifeng!"

This time his voice was not serious. After shouting, he immediately looked up.

"Ring ring ring."

Mr. Zheng Rong said again: "I'm too anxious. You can't judge right away that she didn't respond to you. You always have time to react and try again."

Xu Rong was originally standing at the edge of the stage, but seeing this posture, he simply sat down on the floor. According to the old man's current standards, the scene between Lu Gui and Sifeng in the first act alone would not last three days.

"Four....."

"Ring ring ring."

Zheng Rong looked at Zhang Wankun, frowned, stared at him with his eyes, and said: "Did you forget something? You are going to ask your daughter for money, not to say hello. Before that, didn't you have something?"

A precursor to action? I originally thought that you should understand this as I told you twice before, but your current performance is not as good as it was twenty years ago. Twenty years ago, you would still think before taking the stage."

Seeing that Zhang Wankun was scolded and even his laughter became unnatural, Zheng Rong waved his hand and said: "Zhang Wankun, go down first and think about it carefully before you come back up."

Zhang Wankun and Xin Yue looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Xin Yue was even more nervous. Before she could say a word of her lines, Zhang Wankun, who was in the same row, was kicked off the stage.

Zheng Rong stretched out his hand and pointed at Yu Zhen, who was standing next to Xu Rong, and said: "Yu Zhen, come on."

"Ring ring ring."

"Ring ring ring."

"Ring ring ring."

Yu Zhen stood on the stage, extremely embarrassed. He regretted taking on "Thunderstorm" now. He knew that Mr. Zheng was a consultant, so he was making himself uncomfortable!

He was even worse than Zhang Wankun. He only pushed the door three times in total and was told to stop without even showing his face.

The reason why I accepted the role in "Thunderstorm" was that it was close to home and I could take care of my pregnant wife. Secondly, it was also to keep myself busy so that I wouldn't have to fight and argue with my wife from morning to night.

Mr. Zheng looked at Yu Zhen and asked, "What is the first sentence of the script?"

Yu Zhen was stunned for a moment. The first sentence was to explain the background. He actually read these, but they were not lines, and no one asked to memorize the background.

"One summer morning." Just when he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he heard Xin Yue's whispered reminder next to him, and he hurriedly replied.

Mr. Zheng's gaze, which was like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed, softened slightly and said: "On a sultry summer morning, you have been standing outside waiting for so long. Aren't you anxious? Isn't it hot?"

"When you come on stage, you need to bring out everything behind you, instead of someone coming up, reading the words, and that's it. Do you understand?"

Yu Zhen also nodded and said, "Yes, Teacher Zheng."

Mr. Zheng waved his hand and said: "You two go down, think carefully, and plan your own actions. Fanyi, Zhou Ping, and Zhou Chong come on stage."

Pu Cunxi looked at Zheng Rong, the relief on his face gradually faded away, and he suddenly felt like he had returned to a time decades ago when he was dominated by a group of uncles.

According to Mr. Zheng's current standards, this play may not be able to be arranged in a month, let alone a year.

When Xu Rong heard his name being called, he stood up and took two gentle breaths.

"It starts when Zhou Ping walks in."

Zhu Xiaopeng, who plays Zhou Chong, was sitting on the sofa. He seemed to hear footsteps outside the door and suddenly said: "Hey, brother is here."

Xu Rong pretended to push the door gently with one hand and walked in. He had one hand hanging down by his side, his face was not very energetic, he tilted his head slightly, and ended with a yawn.

This is an extremely simple action, but its internal processing is quite complex.

Zhou Ping's present situation is different from the past. In the past, he hated his father and this family.

But now, he still hates this family, but the reason is slightly different. He hates the mistakes he made in the past, and he envies all people who have no scruples and dare to do any bad things, because if he were that kind of person, he wouldn't have to

Live in regret all day long.

At the same time, he envied people who were capable of doing great things, and envied people who followed the morality of the upper class and were model citizens and model parents. Therefore, he admired his father. In his eyes, his father was a flawless man.

Even stubbornness and coldness are what he likes. These two things are exactly what he thinks he does not have.

He didn't want to deceive his father anymore, he wanted to save himself, and the way he chose was new love, trying to save himself from the old, immoral love.

And the young and lively Sifeng has exactly what he needs, youth, enthusiasm and beauty.

But after all, Sifeng is just a girl. She has never read or gone to school, so she cannot understand his depression, and it is even harder to resonate with him. He can't help but indulge in drinking, seeking pleasure, gambling, and immersed in new excitements.

among.

Therefore, his back was not straight and his steps were not fast because he had no inner support. He yawned, but tried his best to hide it, because in fact he was just lying down in the garden, and Lu Dahai said, "Just now I

saw a young man in the garden

Lying down, his face turned pale, as if he was about to die." Therefore, when he opened the door and came in, he could not be in high spirits and high spirits, but he was also afraid that Zhou Puyuan would be unhappy when he saw his appearance, so he walked in
Chapter completed!