Chapter 201 Zhao Ziyue (14)

Anyone who intends to do a revolutionary cause in a society and a country, "sacrifice" is his starting point, "construction" is his final goal, and "rights" are not in his calculations.Such a person with lofty ideals has no grudges for money, luster, or even his life; because his sacrifice is at most a life, and what he sets is at least a good example for the whole society and a historical example for mankind. Add an honor.Zhao Ziyue has this kind of spirit. From his past events, we can see that in the case of playing cards, he would never refuse to play with others all night because he cherishes his own spirit.For his own safety, to give another example, he would never refuse the wine offered to him by his friends; he would rather let himself be so drunk that he could not eat for three days than let his friends stick out. He pursed his lips and said: "Zhao Ziyue doesn't understand friendship!" This kind of spirit is struggle, sacrifice, and bravery!Only this kind of spirit can turn the half-dead China into a superpower with the head of a tiger and the ears of a lion. Then, Zhao Ziyue is not just a temporary figure in the society, he is a hero who holds the hope of the whole of China in his hands.

What is the object of sacrifice?Loyalty?Love your parents?That was all a hundred years ago!The scope of those things is narrow!Zhao Ziyue is walking with the times, and as the environment changes, his sacrifice is at least to please his friends and win the trust of the society; T-shirts are noticeable and valuable facts.Naturally, such facts cannot be regarded as his important construction, but seeing the big from the small, these few small things cannot be done by people who do not fully understand the meaning of the new trend of thought. With such a brand-new insight, then we can grasp a doctrine and never let go, make absolute sacrifices, stick to it to the end, and have the determination to forge ahead on the wind and waves!Therefore, sometimes we see that Zhao Ziyue's opinions and actions seem to be inconsistent. In fact, it is because we do not understand at all: what is absolute sacrifice and what is persistence to the end.If we understand this, and carefully dissect his principles and actions, we can see that his inconsistency is that he sometimes has to go astray to seek the final victory.Let’s say that he tied up the principal and he stopped studying. If we don’t pay attention to it, we always think he is absurd; but before we make this judgment, we should open our eyes and see: why tie the principal?Why don't you study anymore?If we figured out that binding the headmaster is to overthrow the school bosses and love education; quitting school is to spare time to do a revolutionary cause for the society; then, does this mean that he has a certain doctrine and unyielding spirit?

In this way, when Zhao Zi said "West", we should look "East"; Zhao Zi said "Yes" today, and we should wait for him at "No" tomorrow.East is west, west is east, today's "yes" has tomorrow's "no", and tomorrow's "no" has today's "yes".This is the character who can really follow the environment without losing the ultimate goal, and this is the real ability to surprise and adapt.Before we understand the "no" in "yes" and the "yes" in "no", we should not make casual judgments to insult such heroes; we should not use our narrow minds to guess what Zhao Zi said. The wind is uncertain, and it contains a lot of thoughts and plans.Again: Zhao Zi said that sacrificing everything for the country and the people is admirable.Now, he is going to sacrifice his appearance for the Women's Rights Development Association and sing an opera to raise funds.

At night, Zhao Ziyue shortened the time for playing cards, and sometimes went to bed before three o'clock in order to maintain his throat.In the morning, I got up before nine o'clock with a lot of energy, and went to the bank of the moat outside the city to drink my throat without rinsing my mouth.Walking along the river bank, shouting: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhs Jump. He yelled until his mouth was dry and his throat was dry, and his heart felt empty before he went into the city and returned to the apartment. The plays Zhao Ziyue is preparing are "Eight Great Hammers" and "Wang Zuo Broken Arm".The floor of No. 3 was covered with sacks more than three feet thick, and three layers of carpet were laid.It was not too late for the black belt, and when I was happy, the third owner fell from the bed with his back down to the ground, imitating the ancient Wang Zuo who cut off his arm and threw a "back grab" like a joke.A large mirror was newly installed on the east wall. After the "grab the back" fall, he held the severed arm in his hand (it was actually a wooden stick.) Shaking his head and shrugging his nose at the mirror, he shivered for a while. Read: "choke, choke, choke, choke choke." When the ancients were trembling, there were musical instruments that followed exactly.

Sometimes he hangs a three-foot-long one, picks it off when he eats, and then pulls up his black beard when he spits. He puts on high powder-soled boots that are more than three inches thick, and twists towards the mirror skyward.choke!Touch the beard.clatter!Flick the sleeves.hello!Twist your leg and wrist forward a step.In this way, every move of the ancients is described vividly from the gongs and drums. The stage is approaching!In addition to hanging a beard and wearing boots, he also wore a net scarf on his head.The net towel is tied up: the eyebrows are raised so high, the eyes are squeezed into two slits, and the forehead is stiff, a little dizzy.However, he gritted his teeth and endured, who told the ancients to fall in love with brain hoops? Can opera singers not follow the historical events?The true spirit of sacrifice?

After finishing the attire, he hung a quilt in front of the Eight Immortals' table as a curtain, lifted the robe with his left hand, and lifted the quilt with his right hand, saying: "Melah—choke!" He stepped out lightly and crisply.After walking two steps, he stopped and played with his eyeballs, and his eyes rolled around for about half a minute before he nodded slightly again.After nodding his head, he touched the sides of the full black beard with the thumbs of both hands; because the beards of the ancients only moved the sides and not the center.Then he swung two steps forward and sideways, straightened the crown gently with both hands, and said "cha! chat!" imitating the sound of the small gong, the ancients always hit the small gong twice when they were crowning the crown.

I practiced like this a few times, and then imitated the tone of the ancients' speech by myself.It turns out that the language of the ancients was half spoken and half sung.Or to say: there is no difference between speech and singing.Sing for joy, sing for sorrow, sing for fighting, and sing for bickering.The old lady sang too, the little boy sang too, the big girl sang too, and the little girl sang too.And no matter day or night, you can sing whenever you want, even when the ancient thieves stole in the middle of the night, they would sing while stealing.Before singing, people often say their own names first. The reason is not understood until now: According to psychologists, people in ancient China were not very smart and had a weak memory, so they had to call themselves by their own names; otherwise, There is a danger that people all over the country will become "anonymous".

Zhao Zi said that he spent seven or eight days in private, and felt that he was 120% sure.So Ouyang Tianfeng, Wu Duan and two or three Ming friends were invited over to watch the formal exercise. "Everyone, stand on the bed!" Zhao Ziyue said behind the quilt with a long beard hanging on his face, "The ground is my stage alone! Sing the upside-down first, and don't wait for me to lift the curtain after singing, just shout hello!" "Good" is the hardest to bear, and nine out of ten fanciers are scared away by "good headed". Shout with as much force as you want, do you hear me?"

After finishing the order, he sang the pagoda from behind the quilt: "Golden Crow Pendant... Jade Rabbit East... Come on... oh... oh——" "Okay<Wow!!!" Everyone stood on the bed and clapped their hands and shouted loudly. "Cho-chok!" Zhao Ziyue recited the gongs and drums to himself, then lifted the quilt lightly and twisted out sideways. "Good! Good!" There was another burst of applause. Zhao Ziyue's heart was pounding, he tried his best to calm down, stroked his beard, straightened his hat, played with his eyes, raised his beard and spit, then wiped the saliva dry with thick-soled boots, never forgetting the festival.Then he sang a section of the original two reeds.After singing, he took off the blue robe, and Wu Duan jumped off the bed to help Wang Zuo put on the green robe.Wang Zuo waited for Wu Duan to go to bed again, then he took a wooden knife and cut on his left arm.The arm was cut off, no matter how high the jump was, a kite turned over and fell down.Then "Guada Guada" slowly got up, got up, held the severed arm in his hand, and shook his head like a windmill for a while. ...

It was time to sing, it was time to talk, it was time to fall, it was time to tremble; Zhao Ziyue was so tired that he was sweating and wheezing.Ouyang Tianfeng jumped out of bed and poured him a bowl of boiling water to moisten his throat. "How is it, everyone?" Zhao Ziyue asked while undressing. "Excellent! You have figured out the behavior and attitude of the ancients!" Everyone quarreled. "Okay, it's okay to smack the air of the ancients day and night, if you don't look like it!" Zhao Zi said with a proud and self-sufficient smile. "'True' is 'beautiful'," said a student of the Academy of Fine Arts in Neizhong, "Because you made the actions of the ancients real, so you naturally see beauty! You touch your beard, flick your sleeves, and flap your gauze hat. Trembling and trembling, I can't describe it, so I can only say that I really saw the ancients, I really saw the beauty of the ancients!"

"Old Wu! Is there any accent?" Zhao Ziyue was very happy when he heard this piece of art theory, but he still kept a straight face, imitating the ancients' "emotions and anger are invisible", deliberately asking himself what is wrong? There is nothing lacking. "Extremely stable!" Butuan said, "Guess what. It's just that the character 'Yue' in 'Brother Yue' didn't pause, and just slipped down! Isn't it?" "Look at that faction!" Ouyang Tianfeng said with his mouth curled up, "Tan Jiaotian will never stop the word 'Yue'!" (When Ouyang Tianfeng arrived in Beijing, Tan Jiaotian was already dead! When Tan Jiaotian went to Shanghai, Ouyang Tianfeng didn't know what listening to an opera was!) "It's Ouyang after all!——" Zhao Ziyue nodded and smacked his lips and said, "Old Wu! You have to learn Erhuang for another three years!" "Don't blow it up yet!" Ouyang Tianfeng said with a smile, "That gauze hat shouldn't be high-spirited!" "Why?" "Two electric lights are missing!" Ouyang Tianfeng said proudly: "Look, when people sing "Autumn Hu Playing Wife", there is an electric bell on the mulberry basket, so you, Wang Zuo, are not as wealthy as Qiuhu's wife? Illogical!" "Install the electric light, if the electricity goes out, Wang Zuo will not only break his arm, but maybe die!" Zhao Ziyue said very cautiously: "Little brother! Don't make random ideas!" "Huang Tianba, Yang Xiangwu There are electric lights on all hats now, and none of them are dead. Why are you so timid?" Ouyang Tianfeng patted Zhao Ziyue on the shoulder and said: "Your play is not picky at all, except for two short electric lights! I Insurance, you can't die!" Several people debated this question for more than two o'clock, and everyone agreed with Ouyang Tianfeng's opinion.So Zhao Ziyue, in the spirit of Wang Zuo's sacrifice of breaking his arm, installed two small electric lights on the gauze hat, one red and one green.