After supper, the night droops.

Xu Rong took advantage of the fact that no one noticed, called Yuan Yu and Xin Yue into the room and silently closed the door.

The two of them looked at Xu Rong before closing the door, carefully glanced out again, and subconsciously approached each other.

They know people but not their hearts. They don’t know how many stories they have heard online. The more serious and gentle the person is, after taking off his clothes, the more unimaginable it is.

Coincidentally, Xu Rong is a pretty decent person on weekdays. Since his debut, he has almost no substantial scandals. Apart from his girlfriend, the only woman who can be slightly irritated was that he was in vain a few days ago.

Chen Shu, who was generously recognized at the Magnolia Award.

But his frankness also made many people understand that he and Chen Shu did not have any in-depth exchanges in the past.

Xu Rong could not have thought that his cautious behavior would make the two of them have so many unbearable thoughts in an instant. He turned around, took out two handbags from the cabinet, and handed them to the two of them: "Hold it."

No matter what, these two girls have worked hard today to cover him.

The two hesitated for a while, took it, opened the bag, and saw the box inside, and opened their mouths and asked in a low voice: "Captain Xu, you, what are you doing?"

Xu Rong smiled and said, "In the next month, you will inevitably work hard. I have prepared a set of cosmetics for you alone. My sister uses this brand and the effect is OK."

This time when he went out to experience life, Zhang Heping finally gave him 100,000 yuan in funding.

This means that no matter how much it costs, he can put the rest in his pocket in the form of rent, which is also a disguised way for the hospital to increase the income of cadres in the cadre.

Xu Rong naturally looked down on these three walnuts and two dates, and had no intention of putting them in his pocket.

Xin Yue pushed the bag over without hesitation and said, "Brother Xu, we can't take any rewards without any merits. We can't ask for this one, which costs more than 10,000 yuan."

She instinctively felt that cosmetics were just sugar-coated. Once the sugar-coated was eaten, the next one would be shells.

Xu Rong waved his hand and said, "I think it's pretty beautiful. Let's make it a decision first, but it won't be done in vain. If you have something to tell you, you will come over later and take Teacher Lan Tianye and Teacher Zhu Xu to the front yard to enjoy the moon. Remember,

You must go to the front yard.”

Yuan Yu and Xin Yue looked outside through the window, and after a while, they said, "Captain Xu, today is the tenth day of the first lunar month. Isn't it too far-fetched to watch the moon?"

"No matter what method you use, it's better to let the two old men go out and snatch the snatch." Seeing the two of them full of doubts, a trace of worry flashed across their faces, and their tone turned soft, "Two seniors are old, old,

I am old and I always hold it in such a place. I am afraid that it will be bad for my health after a long time. I will walk more and take a walk more and take a breather."

Although Yuan Yu and Xin Yue still had some doubts about Xu Rong's statement, his request was not excessive. Moreover, after his far-fetched explanation, they also understood a little about lunch today. Xu Rong asked them to make it out.

The reason for the movement and stillness was to send the two old men out.

After a while, in the main hall, Yuan Yu pointed to the dark dark night outside the door and said, "Teacher Lan Tianye, Teacher Zhu Xu, you see, there are so many moons tonight..."

She wanted to say, "How beautiful the moon is tonight." She just looked up at the night when there was no stars, and her face was not that thick.

Xin Yue continued: "Teacher Lan, Teacher Zhu, why don't we go for a walk and have a sauté?"

"Oh, that's fine, I can't digest it even if I sit there."

Lan Tianye stood up, as if he had remembered something, and asked, "Where are Xiao Xu? Where have you gone? Why didn't you see anyone after you finish your meal?"

Xin Yue helped Lan Tianye up and said with a smile: "He is talking to the director about the script. He said he was worried that he was young, so he turned around and went on stage, made a mess, and lost our face."

Yuan Yu didn't dare to say anything anymore. Xu Rong was just lying in the ear room and turned off the lights, but she didn't dare to go against Xu Rong's explanation just now, and to be honest, she didn't dare to lie in front of the two seniors.

Zhu Xu sighed and said to Yuan Yu next to him: "Well, call him over. People are not machines. Even if they are machines, you have to let him rest."

When Xu Rong first entered the yard, Lan Tianye knew about Xu Rong's attitude, whether it was good or bad, he would do whatever he liked.

However, he, Zheng Rong, Pu Cunxi, and Zhang Heping all had great expectations for this child, and even regarded him as the future of the People's Art Theater.

Especially Pu Cunxi, his attitude is simply unconcealed. For a child, the pressure is too great.

That's right, although Xu Rong has achieved great success in the film and television industry, in his eyes, he is still just a child.

At this time, Xu Rongmao was in his ear room and did not turn on the lights. The lights in the yard were already bright enough. Out of caution, he had turned off the lights long ago in case the shadows were noticed when the action was taken later.

"Captain Xu?"

"Captain Xu?"

Xu Rong stared at Yuan Yu standing at the door and asked, "Aren't you accompanying the two old men to watch the moon? Why are you here for me?"

Yuan Yu pointed to the main hall and whispered: "Teacher Lan Tianye and Teacher Zhu Xu told you to go over and talk to them."

"What's the matter?"

Xu Rong and Xin Yue looked at each other for a few seconds, then sighed helplessly and said, "Okay."

In the yard, when you saw Xu Rong coming, Zhu Xu looked at him and said, "You, you don't understand the combination of work and rest. This afternoon, everyone sat together and chatted all afternoon. At this time, you should take a break and think about it.

Everyone’s thoughts, opinions.”

Xu Rong had just heard Yuan Yu say the excuse Xin Yue asked for herself, and said with a smile: "Hi, no, the director has gone to contact the drama installation factory. I have nothing to do, just lie on the bed and play with my phone for a while."

As he was talking, Yuan Quan, who was holding the child, also came over. Xin Yue came over and called him.

Yuan Quan brought the child over, which was a way to compromise in helplessness, because he had just passed the confinement period, Yuan Quan could not leave the child behind for a month.

Xu Rong agreed to bringing the child together, because Ruijue is also a mother in addition to his wife.

The two old men looked at the child and surrounded him: "Hey, this child is so handsome, his eyebrows are quite like yours."

"I look a bit like her dad."

“Like mom more.”

"What's the name of the child?"

“Wow.”

The two old men looked at each other with a smile, and the more they looked at each other, the more they liked it, but suddenly, the daughter of Yuan Quan's family suddenly started to cry, which made the two old men stop with awkward smile.

As soon as Yuan Quan came over, he looked at the child crying in front of the two seniors. He was neither right to leave nor stay.

The two old men immediately saw the clues when they experienced the world. They guessed that the child had just woken up and was probably hungry and wanted to eat breastfeeding. So they said to Yuan Quan: "This child is still a little afraid of having sex. Xiao Yuan, please hold her first.

Go back to the house and rest."

"Okay, I'll go back first, those teachers."

Zhu Xu looked at Yuan Yu and Xin Yue beside him and said with a smile: "You two have worked hard for a day, so go back early to rest."

Xin Yue was not stupid. She understood another meaning in the old man's words and immediately said: "Okay."

After Yuan Quan and his friends left, the two old men sat on the stool in the yard. Zhu Xu said with emotion: "This life is lively and it's so comfortable. Although it's only one day, it's really fun."

Lan Tianye smiled and said, "If you feel lively, you can be lively anywhere."

Zhu Xu argued with him: "But it's different. If you don't talk about it, you will be talking to you everywhere. Just look at the sky. You will sit here, breeze, insects, and washing it.

You dare believe that this is in the city?”

Xu Rong sat aside, laughing, carefully observing the expressions, eyes and tone of the two old men. This age group is a little far away for him, but in any case, it is excellent material.

Just as Lan Tianye said in his notes, the preparation for a character is not from the moment he received the script, but from the day he became an actor. Perhaps the accumulated materials may not be able to be used in the future, but what I am afraid of is

When you can use it, no corresponding material has been accumulated.

He can't sketch, nor can he leave any trace of every touching moment. He can only observe as carefully as possible, extract the most essential part of it, and turn it into his own reserves.

Lan Tianye did not plan to argue with Zhu Xu about these things, turned his head, looked at Xu Rong with a smile, and said, "Xiao Xu, you sorted out the words about experiencing life when you had lunch, and you wrote them.

In the journal, by the way, Xiao Miao and Fa Qing’s statements should be included. Although what they said is not completely correct, to a certain extent, it can also give young people insights and avoid going astray."

Xu Rong nodded. He had already realized the important guiding significance of theory. Relying on instinct and superficial basic theories, he could reach a certain level in performance and move forward further, but it would not work.

Moreover, the theory itself continues to develop with practice, and the Siren system is Chineseized and has been perfected by generations of artists.

Lan Faqing's statement cannot be miscalculated to a certain extent. He finds common experiences from a certain group, and on the stage, it will be vivid and life-like, making people feel real.

But if he is thrown into the group where the characters he creates survive, there is a high chance that he will appear out of place.

This needs improvement.

Zhu Xu seemed to remember something and asked, "I haven't heard of any good show recently?"

"There is no good show. Our drama is getting better and better day by day. They just happened to be falling, getting worse day by day, but the worse it is, the less money it is, the fewer people will do it.

Without comparison and competition, the less willing you will be to put in more effort.”

Xu Rong listened to the conversation between the two and asked, "What are your two elders talking about?"

"drama."

"Young, are you both still interested in this?"

Lan Tianye said: "It's not that we are interested, it's because of habits. In the early days of the founding of the institute, Mr. Jiao proposed to establish our own performance system. At that time, on the one hand, learn from the Soviet Union, and on the other hand, learn from the

For a period of time, the dean of the government and Mr. Jiao also asked us to watch one opera every month.”

"What's the reason?" Xu Rong looked at the two of them in surprise. He didn't know that the dean had made such a request before, "Learn their method of separation?"

Zhu Xu smiled and shook his head, saying, "You are wrong."

Lan Tianye explained: "In 1952, when the theater was first established, we opened an actor study class, which bought tickets for the students to watch the show and observe and study. At that time, we watched Mei Lanfang and Shang Xiao

The operas of top opera masters such as Yun, Xun Huisheng, Zhou Xinfang, Gai Jiaotian, Ma Lianliang, and Xiao Changhua have benefited greatly from it."

Xu Rong became increasingly puzzled because anyone who was a little familiar with him knew that he was not interested in traditional dramas because in his considerations, it was not the time to borrow the presentation method of opera.
To be continued...