Chapter 10 the drunken beauty

It's just half a foot of white silk and a fan, but in the hands of an actor, it has all kinds of styles and meanings: Flicking the water sleeve vigorously is an angry rejection, slowly withdrawing it is a feeling of hesitation, raising it to cover the head expresses panic and sorrow, and dancing non-stop for a while, drawing large and large circles in the air, which is also like the anxiety and worry of Tsing Yi Zhuge Liang shakes a feather fan, while the young students use folding fans; Zhou Yu bends down the double pheasant tail feathers and bites them in his mouth, shaking his whole body to express his anger; …

The roads in Beijing are changing every day, the overpass has been repaired to the Fifth Ring Road, and the buildings have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain.But on the stage, the shape of the head of the costume, the singing gestures of the actors, and even the referential meaning of the water-sleeved feather fan remain unchanged. Close the door of the theater, when today's actors sing the same accent and repeat the same story, time here stops. Only one day on the stage, but a hundred years in the world—in this sense, the stage has become a legendary paradise, and the people on the stage are entering the tunnel of time, bearing the vicissitudes of a century with one sleeve, acting out thousands of romances and eternal grievances.

Erhu and Sizhu sing together, water sleeves and feather fans fly together.Thus, the sinful lover returned to life with a dead body... The theater put up posters early in the morning, and the first one was the literary play "The Drunken Concubine". Xiao Wan took a look into the venue, and saw that there were only a few of them, at most 50% of the guests.She remembered Ruo Meiying's story about the previous characters who glanced at the third floor before going on stage, and she couldn't help but sigh, let alone the third floor, this floor is still not full, and among the guests who came, there were Half are free tickets.How can you blame the actors for becoming less and less attentive?

Suddenly, he saw Zhang Zhiye sitting in the third row, and his heart skipped a beat. Are the two old people next to him his parents?That is, his future in-laws? Xiao Wan blushed.Cut, I haven't written the horoscope yet, I know if there is a chance to call "Dad" or "Mom".Hey, who is that girl in the past?Dressed in fancy dress with heavy makeup, blue eyelids, dark red lips, a face full of life and fragrance, talking to Zhang Zhiye in a low voice, his description is very intimate... Xiao Wan was about to take a closer look, when suddenly the lights on the stage went up, but the audience went dark, and she couldn't see clearly anymore.

For a while, the gongs and drums were in full swing, and a prosperous scene of the prosperous Tang Dynasty was imagined: on the canvas were pavilions and cornices, and a hundred flowers were blooming, which was a royal atmosphere.Near the stage, there are carved railings made of jade, full of colorful flowers, and a small bridge across it, exuding the fragrance of jade.Although the vocals and stature of Peking opera actors are not as good as those of their predecessors, the stage scenery is many times more bizarre than before with the support of high technology. The sound of gongs and drums became more and more intense, and at the tightest part, Jiao Didi's "Ah..." pierced through the gongs and drums, and also penetrated into the hearts of the audience- Concubine Yang appeared on the stage!

I saw her in a drunken state, swaying and walking, her pink face was full of spring, her eyes were as charming as silk, she stood still in front of the stage, and the moment she appeared, the audience applauded.This is called "meeting lottery", a rule that only old movie fans will abide by.Today's audience really gave enough face. "The peonies are blooming, the peonies are bright, and the spring is endless. Good wine, good wine..." Yang Yuhuan approached with peach blossoms as her face, autumn water as her eyes, phoenix crown and xiapei, walking on foxsteps, holding a wine bottle and shaking her feet three times. Stepping on the cotton wool, but it is soft and not messy, placing a cup, admiring the flowers, lowering the waist, and holding the cup, is the unique skill of "lying fish" in the waist exercise. Lie back, level with the platform, and then hold the cup in your mouth as if drinking, several times in succession.

Although there were not many people in the audience, most of them were connoisseurs. Seeing the reappearance of the long-lost Liyuan style, I felt breathless, and immediately shouted loudly.If the "meeting lottery" at the beginning of the article was just a polite compliment, then the present greeting comes from the heart, and once it is called out, it can no longer be stopped, and the bursts of cheers are like rolling thunder. There was a sound, as if the roof of the shed was about to be overturned. Xiaowan was surprised, the actor of Concubine Yang didn't concentrate on practicing, how could she perform so well today?Seeing the popularity of a theater that has been neglected for a long time, the audience applauds, which is a bit like the old theater stage in the movie.

The head of the group was also alarmed, and came to the side of the screen to watch the scene, and said happily: "This girl, she doesn't care much at ordinary times, but she came here at a critical moment, and she really shocked people!" Girl, don't just stand there stupidly, don't you prepare the costumes for the second scene? I missed the scene and spanked your ass!" "What are you talking about?" Xiaowan blushed, that actor was not much older than her, and she was assigned work just now. He was a "girl" and she was a "girl". She patted her head and even spanked her. It's out, it's really maddening!

The clothing room was buzzing, Huang Gai was painting a red six-point face in front of the mirror, and Tu Anjia from "Search for the Orphan and Rescue the Orphan" painted a red straight line on his face after makeup—foretelling the meaning of "bloody disaster", Qin Qin Xiang Lian was arguing and couldn't find her face, Mu Guiying's "big support" was loosened, and the two Wu Chou in "Sanchakou" were silently walking in front of each other, and the inspector was urging the next scene. Protagonist, get ready... In a hurry, the group leader came in: "Girl, what's the matter?"

"He has a name and a surname, so don't call him a girl!" Xiaowan protested seriously. "Yo, the girl is angry." The head of the group chuckled, and wanted to say something more, when suddenly he saw a figure in feather clothes and neon clothes flashing, it was Concubine Yang, who was off to play, hurried past the door, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey Concubine Yang, Well done, come in and have a chat." However, that person didn't even look back, and went straight through the corridor in a hurry.The team leader wanted to catch up and shout again, but Xiaowan's heart moved, she quickly stopped her and said, "The actress has a lot of things to do, and there must be a reason for her hurry, so don't chase after her, so as not to embarrass everyone."

The head of the group froze for a moment, blushed first, and said with a laugh: "You are a big kid." He knocked Xiaowan on the head, turned and left. Xiaowan stroked her forehead, and said resentfully, "I just stopped calling you a girl, and I became a child again." He didn't care about complaining, and hurriedly followed Concubine Yang Guiying'er to the warehouse in the back yard. Sure enough, he saw Ruo Meiying sitting in the dark shivering, her face pale, and even the heavy makeup couldn't cover it. Xiao Wan asked in surprise, "Why are you wearing this dress?" Mei Ying stroked her sleeve wistfully and said, "This is also the clothes I wore." "What? It's obviously an actor's outfit, and it's still new. It hasn't been officially staged before." Mei Ying smiled wryly: "Xiao Wan, look clearly, the clothes are old, the gold thread is real, and the embroidery on it is all hand-embroidered, unlike your current clothes, but they are fresher than yours. A Jiazi, the material is about to melt into the ground, and the embroidery work is really good." Speaking of the old days, Mei Ying was quite proud. Xiaowan went closer to take a closer look, then picked up the sleeves and twirled them a few times. Sure enough, the material was much softer and the stitches were much finer. Follow the old way, borrow the corpse to revive the soul. Mei Ying said: "I heard that you sang "The Drunken Concubine" today, and my heart was moved. I couldn't help it, I opened the box by myself, changed into clothes, and came here. They're all called actors now, right? Let's compare and see who has the best singing skills. It's a pity that the sun on the stage is too strong, and I can't last that long. " It was only then that Xiaowan remembered that she had never seen Concubine Yang Gui in the theater just now, and thinking about it, she couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.Every day the stories of the ancients are replayed on the stage, and today's people sing about the stories of the past. Who knows when it will touch the sentimentality of whose soul and startle him to make a cameo performance?Watching an opera offstage, singing on stage, who knows when people are singing and when ghosts are speaking? Suddenly, a heart-piercing cry came from the front court: "What wrong--" Li Huiniang entered the court.Xiao Wan couldn't see it, but she could imagine Li Huiniang dragging her long sleeves out, followed by a group of bull-headed horses. give up. Xiaowan suddenly shuddered.Is such hatred real?When the actors are thinking about these hatreds and injustices that do not belong to them, will the hatred wandering in the world find resonance and suddenly enter the actors' bodies? Is the one singing on stage an actor, or Li Huiniang herself? She looked at Ruo Meiying and asked tremblingly: "Where is the actor who sang Concubine Yang? You took the stage for her, where did she go?" "Here." Ruo Meiying lifted a curtain covering the props, and in the pile of boxes, there was indeed a woman lying in a gorgeous Yang Guifei costume, sleeping soundly.The face is red and white with heavy makeup, and because it appeared in an inappropriate place, it looks like a ghost at first glance. Ruomeiying said lightly, "I let her fall asleep." Xiaowan rushed forward to check the girl's breathing, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Ruomeiying with dissatisfaction: "Do you know how much it will affect her by doing this? When she woke up, she found that she was sleeping here , and others told her that she had already played a cutscene just now, she must be frightened crazy!" Mei Ying had already rested at this time, her soul was calm, she stood up gracefully, turned around slightly, her clothes were windy, and she was in an overwhelmed state.Xiao Wan looked at her, and couldn't help but sighed again, she was so beautiful alone, it was hard to even get angry. What is beauty?That is, no matter sitting, standing, walking, walking, joy, anger, sorrow, or joy, they are all charming and beautiful, with a myriad of images.And Mei Ying's beauty is not only in the facial features, figure, posture, and even the expression, but the femininity that is expressed anytime and anywhere throughout the body. People in that era paid attention to posture no matter what they did, smoking posture, dancing posture, flirting posture with their hands on a man's shoulder, and even leaning on the dressing table when bargaining with the class leader. Posture... Now people are much more elliptical. At most, when learning to eat Western food, whether to hold the knife with the left hand or the right hand is considered a lady.She thought of another thing: "Hey, you are a ghost. I can say that I saw you by fate. How come the audience can see you too. Could it be that you opened their eyes?" "That's nothing strange," Mei Ying smiled. "It's a play I've sung. If it's a new play, I won't be able to get on it. It's like a gramophone. Isn't it also putting things that have been on the record? There are also movies, don’t they repeat the old things? Ghosts communicate with people, just like listening to the radio, as long as you tune the channel, you can listen to me.” "Is that so?" Xiao Wan couldn't accept it, but she couldn't say what was wrong with her words. "However, your performance on the stage is really good. I have been running in and out of the stage since I was a child, and it was the first time I saw someone play Concubine Yang so well. That 'Woyu' job is really cool. !" "What is this?" When talking about housekeeping skills, Mei Ying was very conceited, "Our kung fu is learned from childhood, such as holding the top, lowering the waist, tiger jumping, grabbing the back, rounding the field, kneeling, stepping on stilts... Nothing to worry about. Back then in Beijing, I sang in Huayuan, Guanghe Building, Zhonghe Garden, Sanqing Garden, Guangde Building, Qingyuan, Kaiming Theater, and Beijing's largest "First Stage". Which show is not full, and to listen to my play, you have to book tickets three days in advance. I don’t know how much profit was made from me in those waiter cases. At that time, Zhang Chaotian would come to the play every day, sitting in the first three seats. row, on a fixed seat, sometimes wearing a suit, sometimes wearing a blue shirt, with a top hat in his hand..." "What have you done since you stopped singing?" "Look for him. Since he missed the appointment on the night of July 13th that year, I have been looking for him everywhere, trying to ask him a word. Until I died and turned into a ghost, but I couldn't find him anywhere. He Where is it, whether it's life or death, I can't find him, I won't be reconciled..." Xiaowan found that Ruo Meiying's memory was intermittent, learning opera, singing opera, meeting Zhang Chaotian, falling in love, dating, and bearing each other, and then the journey of ghosts, without any interval in between. The days without Zhang Chaotian are all smeared blank in memory. A heart with two ends, one end is love, the other end is hate.Not even time can wear away such strong feelings. Some wandering in the middle, falling to a tragic death, I don't want to remember them all.Pain and tears can also be thrown away lightly, even life and death are disdainful, but they are obsessed with one problem. I want to ask him a word. What kind of perseverance can support such a choice, even giving up rebirth?Without the one you love by your side, there is no big difference between living for three days or thirty years, even life and death. Her whole life was just for him. Before him, her life was hard, wandering, and struggling; after him, it was a dead silence, no matter what she experienced, it didn't matter.When there is opium smoking, you will be drunk and die in the opium, and on the days when there is no opium smoking, you will fall to your death under the tall buildings. Her whole life was just for him.It was because of him that he came to this world once, and it was also because of his nostalgia that he would not go in this world, even if his body was gone, his soul would not go. Because she wanted to ask him a question. Xiao Wan felt sad and asked, "If I find Zhang Chaotian, what will you do?" Just as Mei Ying was about to answer, she frowned suddenly: "It's so strong." She turned around and left. "Hey, where are you going?" Xiaowan wanted to chase, but heard someone outside the door shouting: "Xiaowan, Xiaowan, where are you?" It was Zhang Zhiye's voice, and she hurriedly agreed, "Here, come in .” Looking back at Mei Ying, she was gone. Zhi also picked up the curtain and came in, surprised: "What are you doing here alone? Hey, who is this actress? Why are you sleeping here?" "I'll tell you when you come out." Xiao Wan pulled Zhang Zhi and left, fearing that Mei Ying was still in the house and would be overwhelmed by Yang Qi. After the show was over, Xiaowan and Zhang Zhi were also walking on the road, Xiaowan said, "Zhiye, I just saw you on stage." "I knew you would peek at me." Zhang Zhi also smiled, but the smile was a bit forced. "Wan'er, I have already checked the two numbers you gave me. One of them belongs to a cripple, and the other is a public phone. There is no way to check it." "Cripple? Why did he call to scare me?" "It's not to scare you, but to scare himself." Zhang Zhi also had a serious expression, "I have already found out that the grandson of Hu Laizi, that is, Huber's son, had a car accident a few days ago and broke his leg. It has been disabled for three generations. The granddaughter-in-law is arguing for a divorce, what a disaster." "A car accident?" Xiao Wan was stunned, "Then how is he doing now?" "Not dead, but already amputated at a high position, and it is impossible to stand up again in this life." In other words, he became a new generation of cripples. The lame Hu's son is blind Hu, and the blind Hu's son is still lame Hu. This family seems to be cursed by fate, and they are destined not to live a healthy and normal life. Xiao Wan suddenly became frightened: "Yeah, tell me, could it be Mei Ying..." "I don't know, maybe it's a coincidence. Because if Meiying really took revenge, it would be terrible. Just think about how many unjust grievances there are in this world. If everyone wanted to take revenge, I really don't know how many grievances there are in the world." If it’s causing trouble, wouldn’t human beings be very unsafe?” "By the way, should we go find Hu Lizi and ask him what kind of grievances he has with Ruomeiying?" "You are really enthusiastic." Zhang Zhi also smiled, shook his head and said, "Hu Lizi is not a good person, remember his attitude at the funeral home? That person is too evil, and he is full of hatred for Ruo Meiying, so he will definitely not answer your question." Question. Lin Juying must be more aware of Ruo Meiying's matter than Hu Laizi, and she is also more objective. Let's start early and go to Shanghai." Shui Wanwan nodded thoughtfully, and suddenly asked: "Yeah, if you fell in love with someone deeply, but knew that this love would bring you pain, what would you do? Zhang Zhi also obviously hesitated, and finally replied: "I will not fall in love with such a person. I will not suffer for a person who does not love me." Xiao Wan lowered her head, feeling lonely.Zhang Zhiye's answer disappointed her and relieved her.Because she is the same way.She finally decided to bid farewell to waiting for A Tao, but only because she knew that he could not give her happiness. She looked up and said, "Me too." None of them will fall in love with someone who cannot give them happiness.Because they all love themselves more. Mei Ying's feelings belonged only to sixty years ago, but today, that is already a luxury. Shui Rong was very surprised when he heard his daughter's decision: "Why have you never mentioned it before?" "Who said that? I've said several times that I'm going to Shanghai to play, but you've always been worried about me going out by myself. Now that I'm already working, you should let me go out for a few days, right?" But my mother guessed somewhat: "Are you going with that reporter?" "Yes, but it's not what you think. It's just for a few days." Xiaowan acted like a baby, knowing that her mother would be wrong, but she didn't want to explain too much. It's better to misunderstand that she is asking her boyfriend for a trip than letting them know the truth , can it be said that he was sent by a ghost to Shanghai to investigate the old dream of Liyuan? It was grandma who doted on her the most, and kept saying: "Go, go, I haven't left Beijing at this age. When I was your age, I ran between Shanghai and Beijing every day. It's not like you. I haven't left Beijing since I was eighteen or nineteen." Can't leave home like a weaned child?" The whole family laughed, and the matter was settled. Xiaowan attaches great importance to this trip to Shanghai, not only to find out the truth, but also to give herself and Zhang Zhiye a longer chance to be alone.He said that he would not suffer for someone who did not love him.This made Xiaowan feel somewhat lost, not in pain, so how can it be called love? Also, if Meiying follows her in and out of the house, sooner or later something will happen.Dad must not be able to bear the frequent occurrence of things like the sudden change of the record to "A Chinese Ghost Story".Ruo Meiying will leave with her unless she leaves home.Just let parents and grandma be quiet for a few days. In the middle of the night, it suddenly began to rain, pattering like a woman weeping bitterly. Xiaowan was flattering Dongdong again, teasing it with a piece of fleshy bone persistently: "Dongdong, good Dongdong, come on, play with my sister, let my sister hug you, my sister hasn't hugged you for several days, I don't want my sister ?" Dongdong couldn't help being tempted, he wagged his tail for a long time, but he still didn't dare to approach. Xiaowan was helpless, looked into the air and said: "Meiying, please, can you stop guarding me all the time and let me play with Dongdong for a while? You are here, and the dogs ignore me. It's really Tianjin Buns." Mei Ying didn't answer, but the phone rang just in time. Xiaowan picked it up, and it was the woman with the high-pitched voice again, who didn't speak, but kept crying, accompanied by the pattering rain outside the window, with a gloomy and damp smell.Xiaowan remembered what Zhang Zhi also said, maybe it was the ghosts who heard that she had opened their eyes and came to ask her for help, and suddenly felt chills, and comforted tremblingly: "Don't cry, who are you? What do you need?" I'll help, just tell me, okay?" "Don't follow him." "Who are you going with? Can you explain clearly, how can I help you if you are so thoughtless every time?" "Shui Xiaowan, you have to help me!" The other party suddenly called her name, his voice became shrill, "If you don't help me, I will die!" "Don't! Don't!" Xiaowan felt relieved, since she threatened death, she was a living person, "So you didn't die!" "You!" The other party was extremely angry, "You want me to die?" "No, no." Xiaowan consciously said something wrong, and quickly explained, "I mean, so you are a human being... No, no, no, of course you are a human being, what I mean is... You must not die. If you have something to discuss, what do you want from me?" "Don't follow him." "Who are you going with?" "You understand." "I don't understand." Xiao Wan became a little impatient again, "Hey, you are a human being, so don't play tricks, okay? That's not how people talk." "Why are you like this?" The other party cried even worse, "Why are you all like this? Why do you treat me like this? Why?" "What did I do to you? I asked you to speak up. If you have anything to say, just tell me. I will help if I can. Don't be funny, can you?" "You hurt my heart too much, you are too cruel, how can you do this? Why are people so selfish?" Hey, the accusation of all mankind is coming, it doesn't sound like a human being talking.Xiaowan felt exhausted and almost begged: "Miss, are you a human or a ghost, can you talk well, it's very tiring to go around in circles like this." "Don't follow him." "Do you know this sentence? If you talk like that again, I won't play anymore." Xiao Wan couldn't hold on any longer, and felt so irritable and depressed that she wanted to yell.Who is it that tortures people so much? "I beg you, please speak well, can you speak well?" "Don't follow him." Xiaowan couldn't bear it anymore, and hung up the phone and unplugged it in one go.However, the voice on the phone was so dignified that water dripped out, and the weeping, aggrieved question still rang in my ears over and over again: "Why are you all like this? Why do you treat me like this? Why? " Normally, Xiao Wan would think that someone was joking, but the other party was crying, the kind of crying that was deeply suppressed but still uncontrollable, Xiao Wan could hear that it was really sad, so sad that she wanted to commit suicide. Could it be that besides Ruomeiying, there really is another Sadako?