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Chapter 953

Words:3092Update:22/07/01 08:30:01

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The small theater was completely silent. Both the audience and the staff of Tianguang Agency were paying full attention to the stage.

Even Big Beard Deng, who was thousands of miles away in Beijing, gave himself a rare holiday. He pulled a few of the production crew members to sit in front of the TV, just to watch Chen Guang's drama, which had almost become a farce.

He did not dare to pull the other main actors, for fear that Chen Guang's performance on the stage would make the other actors not want to continue filming, and they would quit.

Big Beard Deng had a headache. He hoped that Chen Guang would learn to act well. If possible, it would be best to send him to the CCTV or Chinese Drama School to sharpen his skills.

But obviously, Chen Guang would not be so obedient. This young man, whose identity was getting more and more special, did not have the time and schedule.

He seemed to be busier than a big director like him, but he was busy with something that ordinary people were not qualified to ask about.

But I did not expect you to play it so big!

You challenged the most difficult live drama the moment you came, and you even said it would be broadcasted to the whole country. Why don't you go to heaven?

Why are you so daring?

There were a hundred actors who could act in front of the camera, but there were probably less than ten who could complete the whole drama!

Although drama actors were not famous, and their income might not be as high as movie stars, everyone knew that the drama stage was the real place to train people.

Currently, the recognized acting school in the country, the old artists who were famous among the people, all had experience in drama.

"I say, Director Deng, I still feel unsure."

"Isn't that obvious? I'm not sure either! "

"What if he messes up? It's one thing for him to lose his reputation, but what about our movie? We haven't even finished filming, and his reputation is already ruined. Can we replace him? "

Big Beard felt a headache coming on. "Replace him? What a joke! This drama was originally tailor-made for Jiang Yage. If Chen Guang did not act, and Jiang Yage also quit, then who would take the role? The main cast has been completely replaced? Also, don't forget that Chen Guang, Jiang Yage, and Jin Shiyue are the main investors in this movie! Qianda Pictures only has 10% of the shares! "

"That's right, we can't change our boss. Sigh, Director Deng, it's been hard on you. "

"It's fine. I was the one who chose him back then, so I admit it. Alright, let's not talk about this for now. Let's watch the TV and see what Chen Guang can do. "

The plot of the play on TV had already begun to move forward. At the beginning of the prologue and the first act, Chen Guang did not have any scenes. Although the other actors on the stage were hastily prepared, they were still professional actors with high standards. Thus, they were able to act according to the rules.

"Assistant Yang's standard is getting better and better. I didn't expect him to be able to do this in less than a week."

Jiang Yage, who was also in front of the TV, commented with great interest.

Jin Shiyue nodded and said, "I just saw the news on the Internet that Xi Lu, who plays the Four Phoenixes, lost her temper with Chen Guang in the afternoon. It looks like she has some real skills."

Jiang Yage continued to comment, "Hu Delin's Zhou Puyuan is also quite good. He hasn't even shown his face yet, but those two lines are enough to make him look old-fashioned."

Jin Shiyue shook her head and said, "I think Hu Delin is a bit too strong. I didn't expect the veteran actor to be a bit nervous."

Jiang Yage threw a small tomato into her mouth and chewed it. She said in a muffled voice, "It's all because of our dear Guang."

"You can't say that. Although they are acting well now, 'Thunderstorm' is indeed a bit old. If it wasn't for Chen Guang, I'm afraid many people would have changed the channel. There wouldn't be so much attention."

Jiang Yage snorted and said, "I understand that, but it's not a good thing to have so much attention! It's also because we really can't make time. Otherwise, we would really be the ones to do it. I'm quite embarrassed to see these people bring so much trouble to him. "

Jin Shiyue also blushed slightly. She thought to herself that she did feel a little sorry for them.

In the small theater, the bald president, who was sitting among the crowd, yawned loudly.

Seeing this, the vice president beside him muttered softly, "It's a bit boring."

"Isn't that so? We have such a hardcore fan group, but only a few of us came. We don't have the prestige we used to have. Ptui ptui ptui, fans my ass. You are the fans. I'm a hate-fan of Chen Guang! The most determined hate-fan of Chen Guang! "

"Mr. President, can we accept our fate? Just admit it? "

"Admit what?"

"Admit that you're already a fan of Chen Guang! Isn't that what the internet is saying? "

"Ptui! I can be his fan? I can't wait to bite him to death! "

"Alright …"

The vice president really felt sorry for this stubborn president. Can't we be a little more honest?

As the prologue passed, the first act slowly progressed. Yang Xi, who was backstage, looked at his watch from time to time. He was getting more and more nervous.

"Chen Guang, are you ready? When Zhou Chong starts to talk about why he's still not married, you start to walk forward. Then, when Fan Yi starts to lower her head and murmur 'who knows', you have to walk to the door. At that time, Zhou Chong will look back at you and say, 'Hey, big brother is here.' At that time, your scene will start. You must remember, when you're acting as Zhou Ping, you can't be like your usual majestic gait. You have to slow down a little. When you enter the door, you have to act very sleepy and yawn … "

Chen Guang tilted his head and looked at Yang Xi for a long time, not saying a word.

Yang Xi suddenly paused, the corner of his mouth twitching. "Uh, sorry, sorry, I was a little too nervous and forgot. Why am I telling you all this? Bro, did you really remember the script? "

Chen Guang put down the notebook. "Brother Yang, I really did."

"Really?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll have to hit you."

Yang Xi shrunk his neck and dodged to the side. He secretly mocked himself. I'm in a mental block.

Why am I explaining the script to him? As long as he can remember the script, he's a true master. Does he need to waste his breath on his understanding of the character?

At this time, there's no point in continuing to ask him about this.

Anyway, it's a knife to my head, it's a knife to my head. I'll just leave the rest to him.

At this time, Fan Yi's actor, Yin Fei, was working hard to maintain her performance on stage with Zhou Chong. Everyone knew that Chen Guang was about to come on stage.

Perhaps, as soon as he got on stage and started to stutter, this show would be over, right?

But there's no point in worrying about this now. I'll just take care of my own business first.

Perhaps it was because of distracting thoughts in her mind, Yin Fei almost stuttered when she said her lines, causing Yang Xi, who was in the audience, to jump up and down in anxiety.

"What is Yin Fei doing! She's a veteran actor, how can she make such a mistake on stage! Sigh! "

Yang Xi felt a little regretful after only watching the first half of the opening. If he had known earlier, he would have suggested to Chen Guang to change the script.

Forcing himself to challenge "Thunderstorm" was a bit too much.

So far, the actors on stage had only performed average. They hadn't been able to perform anything special or innovative, which made him feel very disappointed.

It was difficult to surpass a classic, not to mention that he didn't have much time left. He really didn't have the ability to rehearse over and over again, polishing and adjusting everyone's state to the state he wanted.

The actors were also focused on stability on stage and didn't dare to have any off-topic performance. They didn't want to make any mistakes, but they didn't want to make any contributions.

If this was just a small show on a small stage, their performance would still be above the standard. But this was a nationally broadcast play that received a lot of attention. Not to mention the people in the theater, there were countless people all over the country who were pointing at the screen and talking about it.

For the past Chen Guang, mediocrity was failure.

For the classic "Thunderstorm", which had been brought to the stage time and time again, if it couldn't come up with something innovative, people would say that it was relying on its predecessors' legacy to cheat people's money.

The more familiar a classic was, the easier it was to be compared.

Once a comparison was made, people would nitpick. No matter how small a flaw was, it would be magnified infinitely in the eyes of others. Some were obviously very good improvisation and innovation, but it would also be covered up by others' preconceived impressions.

Sigh, it's too late to regret now.

Yang Xi was in a daze when Chen Guang, who was beside him, suddenly strode forward.

Yang Xi was stunned at first, then suddenly came back to his senses. It was Chen Guang's turn.

He was actually lost in thought!

He hurriedly turned back to call the others. Make the best use of this last bit of time and think of a way to sculpt if he could.

He pulled Hu Delin, who was about to go on stage. "Uncle Hu …"

Hu Delin understood his thoughts in a second and waved his hands. "Director Yang, don't count on me. I only have this little ability, I can't lead the others!"

In fact, a veteran actor like Hu Delin could handle the situation at the critical moment, but he felt that he did not have the fighting spirit. Although he had been helping Yang Xi with Xi Lu's work, this was only his duty as a senior. He really did not have the determination to put his life on the line and forcefully lead the others, even at the risk of failing miserably in an easy task.

Yang Xi sighed and turned to look in the direction of the stage. Chen Guang was about to enter.

Zhou Chong and Fan Yi were discussing why Zhou Ping was still not married.

Up until now, Chen Guang hadn't said a word. He was also facing the stage with his face sideways. Yin Fei and Zhou Chong's actors couldn't even see his expression clearly. However, his simple steps had the feeling of anticipation in Yang Xi's heart, and even exceeded it.

He portrayed the image of a dispirited young master of the Republic of China who was in low spirits and had a heavy heart.

Others had no confidence in Chen Guang and couldn't understand the mood, but Yang Xi understood that Chen Guang was already in character. Yang Xi's breath stopped for a moment.

It's coming. As long as Chen Guang can remember the lines, there won't be a problem!

Yang Xi gripped the walkie-talkie in his hand tightly. If he forgot the lines, he would quickly remind him.

"Director Yang, Chen Guang's earphones …"

At this moment, the floor supervisor walked up with a pale face, holding a pocket-sized bone conduction earphone in his hand.

Yang Xi's face turned pale.

Oh my god!

This guy isn't wearing earphones!

It's over!

On the other side, Chen Guang raised his head slightly, opened his mouth, and raised his hand slightly, covering his mouth with his fair palm.

Zhou Chong smiled stiffly. "Brother."

Actually, he should be smiling naturally. Zhou Chong was a very simple and upright person, and he had a very good relationship with his half-brother, Zhou Ping.

Chen Guang looked up, his slightly hazy eyes regaining some clarity. He nodded slightly. "You're here."

That's the smell!

Yang Xi listened to Chen Guang's slightly tired but intimate "You're here" through the earphone. His heart almost stopped, and his breathing completely stopped.

In a haze, he seemed to have returned to that coffee shop, watching Chen Guang transform into the angry Muhammad Ali, leaping in front of him like a butterfly.

At this moment, he looked so natural, and he seemed to fit in with the surrounding folk style of the setting.

Even his voice had changed, becoming a little low and hoarse. A simple greeting to his "brother" had imperceptibly played out Zhou Ping's many thoughts.

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