Author: I am red

After finishing the call with Zhu Tong, Xu Rong picked up the glass water cup next to him and unscrewed the lid. This was a birthday gift that Song Yi had conveyed to classmate Xiao Zhang a while ago. Then he took out jujube and wolfberry from the cabinet on one side. , longan, chrysanthemum.

The Spring Festival Gala director team sends him invitations almost every year, but he declines them because the schedule cannot be adjusted. After "Night" and "Latent" became popular one after another, the Spring Festival Gala is not as meaningful to him as the water challenge programs in his hometown.

The water challenge program can at least bring him a lot of topics and a lot of income, but the salary for the Spring Festival Gala is only 3,000 yuan at most, and various reviews and rehearsals take up a lot of time.

As an important annual event that Chinese people all over the world pay attention to, and an important export window for the value and culture of the new era and new atmosphere, the Spring Festival Gala has always been known for its strict review standards.

Holding the party's job, he has the responsibility, obligation and willingness to respond to the organization's requests and calls to spread positive values, but he really doesn't know what to do at the Spring Festival Gala.

And participating in the Spring Festival Gala as an opera actor was something he was afraid of avoiding.

He had no doubt that once the news about squeezing out the quota of opera actors spreads, not to mention becoming the target of public criticism, it would immediately cause huge controversy.

In front of fans of the Peking Opera circle, the rice circle is all about playing house, which means that Peking Opera has little influence, and the "quintessence of China" is a fig leaf to cover up prosperity. Only if we really dissect the Peking Opera circle and observe carefully will we find this The madness of fans in this industry is shocking and even terrifying, and this madness is not formed in a day or two. It was the same even a hundred years ago.

And what is different from idols is that both Peking Opera actors and fans of Peking Opera actors have a look-down mentality towards the so-called film and television idols and their fans.

A group of ignorant illiterates and worshipers who are even more ignorant than illiterates, know nothing about art?!

For such a self-esteemed and crazy group, Xu Rong was more or less frightened.

In the traditional opera industry, many practitioners always have the mentality of being a superior artist. No matter whether they are old or young, no matter their level of professional skills, whether they are poor or rich, they all take it for granted that they are artists and think that they should be ranked alongside celebrities and entertainers. It's a great shame.

This is one of the reasons why Xu Rong is reluctant to deal with the Peking Opera circle. An actor who regards himself as an artist will never be a good actor, and an actor who regards his profession as an art profession will never have any success. Profit.

Art needs to be provided.

Of course, appearing on the Spring Festival Gala as a Peking Opera actor will definitely create a lot of topics.

But that's all.

He no longer needs this kind of useless popularity, and it is not even clear whether it will help him. People who like to read his works will continue to pay attention to his works. Those who were not willing to learn more in the past, let alone go to the Spring Festival Gala to sing Peking Opera, just Going to the Spring Festival Gala and performing a heartbreaking performance will not change these people's prejudices.

He also has no obligation to persuade these people to change their minds.

After having a huge fan base, he now always seeks advice from many sources when choosing movies. The scripts he accepts may not be the hottest, but they are all the ones he considers to be the best, and he does his best to grasp the quality of the creative process. , and he felt sorry for the audience who did not even have the intention to understand his work or who hated Wujiwu because they were disgusted with him.

It's a pity for them that they missed a good show.

But why did Pu Cunxi do such a thankless thing?

He couldn't figure it out.

He was certain that this was done by Pu Cunxi, who is now the chairman of the Drama Association. Although drama and opera are two completely different art forms, there is no difference in public understanding.

Even in Chinese Opera, the Peking Opera Performance major that was just launched last year is only an unpopular major under the Performance Department.

He planned to wait for Pu Cunxi to come and chat with him later to see what his plans were.

When he came back from the boiling room carrying a kettle and a water cup, he found a missed call notification on the illuminated mobile phone screen, and his brows slowly furrowed.

Xu Rong looked at the three words "Shang Changrong" on his mobile phone, and a suspicion came to his mind. Pu Cunxi indeed had no reason to let him sing Peking Opera in the Spring Festival Gala, but if it was Teacher Shang Changrong who instigated it, everything would make sense.

Among his many teachers, this one has the highest view of things. Perhaps because of his age, or perhaps because of his high status in the Peking Opera world, he always hopes that this industry will get better and better.

Young Peking Opera actors always hope to get more of the Peking Opera cake, but when it comes to Shang Changrong, a giant in the Peking Opera world, all he thinks about is how to make the cake bigger, because he holds the knife to cut the cake in his hand.

Xu Rong put the phone back on the table and walked to the window. His distant view was blocked by a pot of gladioli on the window sill. He couldn't help but frown. Xiao Zhang placed the pot of gladioli in a very wrong place, almost

It just blocked his sight. When he moved the flower pot, he caught a glimpse of Song Yi walking under the shade of the tree holding a book, and laughed silently.

He was afraid that Song Yi would ask endless questions, but in turn, Song Yi was also afraid that he would ask questions about the content he taught in the past or recite ancient prose, which led to Song Yi now not daring to appear in front of him easily without doing some mental construction.

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After standing there for about five minutes, he walked back, sat back in the chair, and dialed Shang Changrong's number.

"Teacher, it's me, Xu Rong."

"Hey, I have nothing to do. I just wanted to give you a call."

Monk Xu Rong and Chang Rong chatted for a while about Cao Cao's parents' filial piety. At one point, he smiled and said: "Teacher, I just heard a friend from the TV station say that I will be invited to the opera program of this year's Spring Festival Gala. Do you know anything about it?"

Shang Changrong on the other end of the phone was stunned. He never expected that the news from Xu Rong would come so quickly. As soon as he finalized the matter, Xu Rong got the news.

"Ah, yes, I have such an intention, but I haven't decided yet. I'm here to call you to ask for your opinion."

Xu Rong smiled and said: "Oh, thank you, teacher. When I grow up, I never dared to think that one day I would attend the Spring Festival Gala as a Peking Opera actor."

"I'm very happy that you agreed, and thank you."

Xu Rong was silent for a while and said: "Is it difficult for our industry now?"

"How should I put it?" Shang Changrong sighed heavily and said helplessly, "In the past, two actors from the National Capital Academy greeted each other's relatives in front of the audience in order to compete for the allowance quota. Is it difficult to say that?"

Xu Rong subconsciously answered: "Who is it?"

Those who are eligible for subsidies are also small and large, but greeting each other's relatives in a large audience is too exciting. It is roughly equivalent to a fight between him and Feng Yuanzheng or Yang Lixin at the Capital Theater for 5,000 yuan.

Sensing Shang Changrong's silence, Xu Rong laughed dryly and said: "Haha, I'm just curious. In fact, the teacher is in this situation. I rarely performed on stage before, and it was a stage as big as the Spring Festival Gala. To be honest, my heart

I have no idea. I have an idea.

Do you think this will work? Since you have helped me get a spot for the Spring Festival Gala, then send Buddha to the West. You can simply take the lead in organizing a few colleagues with superb professional skills to support me, otherwise I will not be able to sing in front of people all over the world.

Damn it, isn’t it embarrassing to be thrown into Master Shang’s house?”

"You, I don't even know what to say."

After hanging up the phone and listening to the busy signal coming from the phone, Shang Changrong, who was still holding the phone, could not recover for a long time. He suddenly remembered a sentence said by a man who once dominated the magic city in the last century, people

In this life, there are three most unpalatable bowls of noodles - respect, scene, and affection.

The essence of this matter was that he asked Xu Rong to help promote Peking Opera, but when it came to Xu Rong, it turned into creating opportunities for him to show his face, which ruined his reputation as a teacher.

To point out that he already knew that he was the unofficial performer for the Spring Festival Gala opera program was a spectacle.

Finally, and most importantly, it is a great kindness not to eat alone.

Three bowls of the most unpalatable noodles were given to him and he ate them clearly.

He gently put the microphone on the phone. Now, he finally understood why Xu Rong achieved such high achievements at such a young age.

At this time, Xu Rong walked to the window again, opened the window, and shouted downstairs: "Xiao Song, come up."

When Song Yi heard the sound, she suddenly became alert. Like a frightened cat, she quickly searched around her neck. Then she suddenly remembered something and looked up in the direction of a certain window.

She was not taking a walk, but was reciting "Deng Tuzi Lustful Fu". She clearly memorized it yesterday, but she completely forgot it again this morning.

The reason why I didn't enter the building was because I was afraid of meeting Xu Rongzuo inside.

She hated Xu Rong asking her to memorize various ancient texts all day long. If possible, she wished she would never see him again in her life.

But he not only asked her to recite the text, but also taught her the correct way to recite it every time she recited ancient prose.

Her weakness happens to be her voice, which is exactly his strength. Even in the academy, there are not many actors who are better than him in this aspect.

She pointed in the direction of the building and stammered: "Xu, Teacher Xu, can I go to the bathroom first?"

Xu Rong smiled a little. How could he fall into the fear of being dominated by his students?

"Didi."

"Didi."

Hearing the alarm clock reminder, Xu Rong closed the window, picked up the teacup on the table, and walked out of the office.

The last rehearsal of "Jiaziyuan" was interrupted because Chi Xiaoqiu came to teach. Today, some old men are not so lucky.

When he arrived at the rehearsal hall, Xu Rong looked at Pu Cunxi and his old partner Gong Lijun who were getting ready. He looked around and saw that none of the old men came?

After being stunned for a moment, he walked quietly to Ren Ming's side, pointed at Pu Cunxi and Gong Lijun, and asked: "Ren Yuan, where are the old men?"

Ren Ming lowered his voice and said: "Teacher Lu is still practicing. A few old men said they are a little tired today, so they won't come over."

"By the way, let me give you a message, don't worry about it."

Xu Rong looked at the narrow expression on Ren Ming's face and laughed silently: "What can I miss?!"

He looked at Pu Cunxi and Gong Lijun, pointed upstairs, and said: "Xiao Song is still upstairs waiting for me to rehearse her play, I'll go up first."

But before he could finish speaking, Ren Ming had already grabbed his arm.

Seeing that Xu Rong had not sat down, Pu Cunxi said: "Xiao Xu is here, just in time. You should first see if there is any inappropriateness. Don't go back and give another negative vote during the review."

Seeing this, Xu Rong had no choice but to sit down. Since Zhang Heping reestablished the Art Committee, the members have regarded this job as a sacred responsibility.

There are two principals and four deputies in the theater, and only half of them have entered the Arts Committee. The secretary and the other two administrative vice-presidents have not entered. In other words, they have no decision-making power over the matters of the major departments in the theater, and they do not even have the qualifications to participate in decisions.

Get it.

He was one of those who voted negative for "Our Jing Ke" last year, written by Mo Yan and directed by Ren Ming.

Pu Cunxi was also a little worried. He was really afraid that Xu Rong would turn around and refuse to let "Jia Ziyuan" pass if his head got hot. Some old men and old ladies would probably be angry.

But this is also what he thinks is the most valuable thing about Xu Rong. He is transparent but does not make mistakes on principled issues.

Seeing that Pu Cunxi had spoken up to this point, Xu Rong didn't want to slip away anymore. If "Jiaziyuan" was reviewed and the results were far lower than expected, he would still vote against it without hesitation.

Whether it is Lan Tianye, Zheng Rong, Zhu Xu, Zhu Lin, or Lu Zhong, they are all long-established seniors in the drama industry. He would rather strangle an unqualified work in its infancy than accept their efforts to

The 60th anniversary celebration is a gimmick that personally destroys the reputation accumulated throughout a lifetime.
To be continued...