In the evening.
It was getting dark.
A performance was starting at a theater. It was the end of the year, and there were more and more such performances. The people who came were all ordinary folks, and the ticket prices were not expensive.
The car stopped.
Zhang Ye, Ha Qiqi, and Little Wang got out of the car.
Ha Qiqi wondered, "Where are we?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Little Wang, buy three tickets."
Little Wang obeyed and went over to buy the tickets.
The ticket window was already closed.
The staff member looked at her. "The performance has already started for half an hour."
Little Wang took out some money. "Are there any seats left?"
"Yes, there are," the staff member said.
Little Wang said, "Then give me three tickets. We'll start right away."
The staff member hesitated for a moment. "If you guys don't mind, alright then."
With the tickets in hand, the three of them entered the theater.
This was one of the largest theaters in Beijing. But to an artist of Zhang Ye's caliber, and to the staff who had been around Zhang Ye for a long time, this stage was still too small. It was so small that even if someone gave them free tickets, they still wouldn't come in.
In the back row.
The three of them found a secluded spot and sat down.
There were many seats in the auditorium, but only half of them were filled.
Ha Qiqi asked, "Director Zhang, can there be capable people in a small place like this?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "That might not necessarily be the case."
Little Wang also wondered, "Those really capable people wouldn't come here to perform, would they?"
Zhang Ye said, "That's why we need to vet them first. I only believe in my own eyes."
Ha Qiqi and Little Wang did not say anything else. They knew that Zhang Ye would not bring them here for no reason. Director Zhang must have already had a candidate in mind.
The stage was very noisy.
The audience was also chewing on melon seeds and jeering.
Two-people rotation.
Crosstalk.
Songs.
There were all kinds of performances.
A performance at a theater like this would usually not last too long. When Zhang Ye and Little Wang arrived, they were already halfway through. The performances followed one after another until it was time for the finale.
The actors appeared!
When they came out, the entire venue became lively!
"Gao Xiliang is here!"
"He's coming out, he's coming out!"
"Haha, we've been waiting for him!"
"Come on!"
Whistles!
Screams!
The audience was laughing and joking. They had been looking forward to it for a long time.
On the stage was an actor dressed as a woman. She was wearing a classical dance gown and was dancing gracefully. She was reciting a poem and it was also a woman's voice!
"The great river flows east, the waves wash away all the outstanding figures of the ages."
"To the west of the old fortress, people say that it is the Red Cliff of Zhou of the Three Kingdoms."
"Rubble pierces the sky, raging waves beat against the shore, rolling up a thousand piles of snow."
"The mountains and rivers are like a painting. How many heroes have there been in this era?"
In the end, she even sang softly.
The poem was written by Zhang Ye, but the tune was composed by him.
Little Wang was stunned. "Gao Xiliang?"
Ha Qiqi also recognized him. "That cross-dressing celebrity? If I remember correctly, he's a D-list celebrity. He's always been a controversial person. "
Gao Xiliang was a domestic D-list celebrity. Celebrities of this level were a dime a dozen in the entertainment industry. Not to mention a thousand people, there would definitely be three to five hundred of them. But to the commoners, it was worth it to spend so much money to see a small D-list celebrity in a theater like this. Hence, the organizers had arranged for Gao Xiliang to appear on stage as the finale.
The audience chatted as they watched.
"It really looks like a girl."
"Hey, isn't this Second Last?"
"There's no point in dressing up like this."
"Yeah, wouldn't it be better to find a real woman to do it?"
"Haha, I quite like it."
"What do you think he's stuffed in his chest?"
Some people were watching with great interest.
Some people looked at him with contempt.
Some people were teasing him.
Only Zhang Ye did not blink and watched very seriously.
Every move.
Every frown and smile.
They were all exactly like a woman.
Even Zhang Ye was a little stunned.
Little Wang suddenly said, "Isn't this the same as Qian Pingfan from The Voice?"
When Zhang Ye heard that, he couldn't help but shake his head. What do you people know? How are they the same? Qian Pingfan had a child's voice and only sounded like a girl's. Qian Pingfan was not a cross-dresser from start to finish, but this person in front of them was the real cross-dresser! He was a true master!
I've finally found you!
…
The performance ended.
Backstage.
Gao Xiliang was removing his makeup.
His wife, who was also his manager, Zhao Ke, was helping him pack up his costume. She asked, "Is there any response from Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala? Will it be selected? "
Gao Xiliang was silent.
Zhao Ke asked, "Has it been eliminated?"
Gao Xiliang nodded.
Zhao Ke clenched her teeth. "Why don't you try going to Liaoning Television?"
Gao Xiliang said calmly, "I've tried, but there's no response."
"Old Gao." Zhao Ke looked at him with a pained expression. "You've worked hard for so many years and been scolded for so many years. Can you really continue down this path?"
Gao Xiliang pondered for a moment. "I don't know."
"Then you —"
"But I love this."
"You're saying that again. You love it, but who loves you? You've been practicing cross-dressing for more than a decade. You've worked so hard with your teacher, but what's the result? The audience still can't accept it. " Zhao Ke's eyes reddened. "Old Gao, why don't — why don't we just forget about it? I-I really can't stand to see others scold you!"
Gao Xiliang said in a deep voice, "My teacher has passed away, and I'm the only successor in this generation. If I leave too, who will be responsible for passing down this art form? Little Ke, I can't give up. Otherwise, this art form will be finished! "With a pause, he said," Let me try again. I'll try again on Tianjin TV's Spring Festival Gala. "
Zhao Ke said, "We tried it last year, and the year before that too!"
Gao Xiliang hesitated. "Perhaps it'll work this year."
The door wasn't closed. At this moment, someone came in from outside.
That person was wearing sunglasses. "There's no need to go to the Tianjin Spring Festival Gala."
Gao Xiliang was suspicious. "You are?"
Zhao Ke also looked at him with a frown. "What do you mean?" She often complained about her husband, but she couldn't stand it when others looked down on her husband. "What do you mean by not going to the Tianjin Spring Festival Gala? Are you saying that Old Gao can't make it? Who are you? We are just chatting. What does it have to do with you? Do I need you to come up with ideas? "
Gao Xiliang stopped her, "Xiao Ke, what are you doing?"
Zhao Ke said angrily, "There's something wrong with this person, meddling in other people's business!"
Zhang Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry after being scolded like that. He adjusted his wording and said, "What I meant was that you don't have to go to the Tianjin Spring Festival Gala." He looked at Gao Xiliang and said, "Do you want to give it a try at Central TV's Spring Festival Gala?"
Gao Xiliang was stunned!
Zhao Ke was stunned!
Central TV's Spring Festival Gala?
Who are you?
Who do you think you are?
Zhang Ye took off his sunglasses.
Zhao Ke immediately cried out, "Ah!"
Gao Xiliang also jumped to his feet. "Director, Director Zhang?!"
The two of them were dumbfounded!
Both of them were dumbfounded!
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Central TV's Spring Festival Gala, do you want to come?"
Gao Xiliang immediately shouted, "I'll do it! I'll do it! "
Zhang Ye nodded. "Alright, come look for me at Central TV tomorrow. I'll give you a performance."
Zhang Ye turned around and left.
Gao Xiliang stood there in a daze, not moving an inch!
Zhao Ke covered her mouth and squatted on the ground, crying!
Heavens!
The Spring Festival Gala!
Old Gao had finally arrived!
He had finally arrived!
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