Chapter 13 Scenario Trigger(1/2)
When Mei Changchun learned that Li Ke was going to create a story about a dramatic man, she took the initiative to speak up and told Li Ke and others many stories about their predecessors and sages in one breath.
For those actors who exist in history, each person has a heart-wrenching patriotism.
Everyone’s story is like a song and a cry, touching.
Li Ke and others listened carefully, and gradually they were stunned.
[Ding! Trigger the situational mission - Pei Yanzhi Theater, will you enter?]
The calm inquiry sounded in my ears.
Li Ke came to his senses and was slightly stunned. Scene mission?
What's the meaning?
【Ding! The system automatically confirms!】
Before Li Ke could react, his whole eyes went dark and his consciousness was pulled into a virtual space.
I don't know how long it took.
The sound of the system calmed again in my ears:
【Scenario Trigger Countdown! 3!2!1!】
【Time: Republic of China Period】
【Location: Anyuan County】
【Identity: Peking Opera famous artist Pei Yanzhi】
【Scene begins!】
"Pei Yanzhi" opened his eyes suddenly.
In the dressing mirror in front of me, the handsome man looked confused.
Where is this?
After a moment of deafness, a noisy sound came to my ears.
"Have you heard that? The RB Japanese have entered the city!"
"The entire county town is surrounded! There is no place to escape!"
"Oh, this national army ran very fast, and the rest of those who didn't have time to run have surrendered!"
"I think no one dares to die with the Japanese army in my land of China. It's ridiculous! It's ridiculous!"
"Stop talking, don't you dare?"
"Haha, I just don't have a chance!"
"Who is not? Even if you die, you have to die worthy!"
Pei Yanzhi quietly listened to the whispers of others.
Those were all actors in theaters. Although they were very talented, they debuted late and had not had time to become players.
Me, Pei Yanzhi?
Pei Yanzhi's eyes went from confusion to suddenness, and then to firmness, in just a blink of an eye.
suddenly.
"Not good, Young Master Yan Zhi, the RB Japanese are here!"
A little boy's panicked shout came from the theater.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man pushing the boy away, then immediately bent down, and invited a group of Japanese soldiers in front of him to walk into the theater with a smile on his face.
After both sides muttered a few words, the traitor cleared his throat and shouted: "Pei Yanzhi, come out!"
Dressing room.
Everyone looked at Pei Yanzhi
Pei Yanzhi was silent for a while, then stood up, straightened his back, and walked towards the theater step by step.
"You, swear?"
The Japanese leader pressed the samurai sword in one hand and pointed at Pei Yanzhi with the other hand, and suddenly laughed and said, "Yoxi!"
After saying that, he signaled to the traitor and said a few words.
The traitor bent his waist even lower, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead.
After hearing Taijun's words, he turned around, looked at Pei Yanzhi, gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Taijun said, I have heard that Pei Yanzhi has been famous for a long time. Today I am siegeing the city, and I just want to listen to your Pei Yanzhi's play!"
"If you perform a show for the Taijun and make the Taijun happy, you will naturally be rewarded!"
"If you don't act or fail to act, and make the Taijun and the others unhappy, Taijun will burn the entire theater and even the entire county town!"
The traitor sweated on his forehead and said tremblingly: "Everyone cannot escape death!"
The entire theater suddenly became an uproar.
Everyone was cursing.
The Japanese leader narrowed his narrow eyes and suddenly took out his pistol from his waist. With a bang, he shot and killed the most ruthless theater staff.
The scene was instantly silent.
The Japanese leader stared at Pei Yanzhi: "Play? Will it be?"
Pei Yanzhi looked at the apprentice who was already breathing in a pool of blood. He was silent for a moment, suddenly smiled and nodded, "I'll act."
"Master!"
"Second leader, you are such a person!"
"I will never act!"
"So too, I will never act!"
The people in the theater were shocked and angry, and more people's eyes were filled with sadness, as if they were extremely disappointed with Pei Yan's.
Pei Yanzhi didn't say anything, so he asked someone to take over the body of his dead apprentice, turned around and returned to the backstage, came to the dressing table, and carefully drew his eyebrows and eyes.
Taijun smiled happily, raised his thumbs up and said to the traitor: "Yaxi, you have a lot of credit!"
"Taijun! Just be happy with Taijun!"
The traitor wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile.
It's night.
The gongs and drums are ringing and the drama is opened.
The show begins.
Pei Yanzhi chose a song "Peach Blossom Fan" for the Japanese army.
What he wants to play is Li Xiangjun who dares to love and hate, and does not hesitate to dye her peach blossoms with blood!
I saw a stream of water sleeves dancing on the stage, singing: Love is unknown, and it goes deeper.
The one sitting in the audience was jackals, tigers and leopards, and evil ghosts were in power.
As the drums were urgent, the singing became more and more sad and angry.
The jackals in the audience seemed to be stunned.
At this moment, "Li Xiangjun" on the stage shouted: Light the fire!
Until the enemy discovered that the fire had already spread and wanted to escape, they found that all the doors and windows had been blocked tightly.
The entire theater was splashed with oil before it could be known.
Faced with the fire, the audience was in chaos.
But the singing continued on the stage: "Yaya--"
"I have seen the orioles singing in the Jade Hall of Jinling, and the flowers blooming early in the Qinhuai waterfront. Who knows that it is easy to disappear."
"I saw him get up the red building, he was greeting guests, he was watching his building collapse."
"I have been sleeping in this pile of green moss and green tiles. I have been in full swing for fifty years, and I will see my fullness..."
The fires were flying and the building collapsed.
Pei Yanzhi laughed loudly, his eyes full of fire.
Just say:
The streets were filled with tragic soldiers, and the sound of opera was scattered and the fire was shining.
Who says that an actor is not a man? He can still repay his motherland if he is a low-ranking person!
...
It took a long time.
Everything in front of me was quiet.
To be continued...