Fringe artists in the entertainment industry

Chapter 101 99. There is a beautiful woman on the side of the water

On the beautifully decorated stage, the lights flashed like water, and the graceful figures of the dancers danced to the beautiful music.

The actors' dancing postures are beautiful, with the gorgeous atmosphere of court dance and the unique elegant and gentle beauty of Chu dance.

Gong Li looked at the performance on the stage and couldn't help but said: "You dance so well. No wonder I won the award last year."

"Won an award last year? Why did you come to Beijing to perform this year?" Chen Li'an asked doubtfully. He thought it was this year's award-winning work.

Gong Li shook her head and said, "I didn't know. Look good and don't talk."

Chen Li'an: "." Didn't you speak first?

The frustrated Chen Li'an turned his head and continued to watch the performance. The dance was indeed very good, smart and elegant but with a sense of dignity and grandeur. The actor perfectly displayed the melancholy of Mrs. Xiang's yearning, sadness and longing for not seeing her again.

Thinking of this, Chen Li'an picked up the play list and wanted to see who danced this section.

Mrs. Chu Yunxiang, performer Liu Xiaoli. Chen Li'an looked at the name above with a strange expression. After a long time, it turned out to be this person.

No wonder she is so good-looking and can dance well.

Gong Li turned her head and looked at Chen Li'an who was not watching the performance seriously. She couldn't help but hit him and asked: "You don't like watching dance dramas?"

"No, Mrs. Xiang's unit is pretty good." Chen Li'an shook his head and said, "I just suddenly thought of the sentence at the beginning of Mrs. Xiang."

Gong Li suddenly became curious and asked in a low voice: "Which sentence can you still recite Chu Ci?"

"The emperor descended to Beizhu, his eyes were dim and worried." Chen Li'an recited it in a low voice, and then said angrily to Gong Li: "Is it strange to be able to recite the Songs of Chu? I can also recite the Book of Songs, 豼I usually read more books when I have nothing to do."

Gong Li: "." You are noble! You are amazing! You look down on me because you can recite Chu Ci, right?

A little angry, Gong Li turned her head and ignored Chen Li'an. She could tell her sense of superiority even after watching the performance, what a bitch! What a great talent!

Chen Li'an didn't care about Gong Li's reaction. He really didn't think about dressing up. He just happened to remember that he had acted in the play Qu Yuan in his previous life and had studied Qu Yuan's lyrics.

Mrs. Xiang was written by Qu Yuan. The description of love is both sad and innocent.

Gong Li was still a little unhappy on the side, flipping through the play introduction sheet in her hand, and then she saw the song "Mrs. Xiang" on the back, and she suddenly felt a little funny.

"What? You saw it just now, and you said you can recite it." Gong Li thought of Chen Li'an just looking through the play list, and naturally thought that he was deliberately pretending to be knowledgeable in front of her, and couldn't help but muttered: "The little man is pretty good. cute."

The cute little man who knows how to put on a show, looked at Liu Xiaoli on the stage and couldn't help but marvel at her beauty.

She has red lips, white teeth, and a beautiful girl; straight blue eyebrows, and beautiful eyes.

The meat is rich and the bones are light, so it is suitable for entertaining; the waist is small and the neck is beautiful, just like a fresh and humble bird.

Tsk tsk, you really know how to pretend, Chen Li'an complained to himself in his heart, but just saying "good-looking" cannot describe the stunning beauty.

Especially when the water sleeves were thrown up, the feeling of amazement was particularly strong. Chen Lian leaned on the back of the chair and watched Liu Xiaoli throw up the aqua blue water sleeves high and then catch them lightly, truly admiring her dancing skills.

It is worthy of an award-winning work. After the performance of just ten minutes, Chen Li'an couldn't help but applaud with other audiences.

"Do you think this dance is good?" Gong Li asked, clapping her hands. Chu Yun has a total of nine units and nine Chu Ci, and Mrs. Xiang is just one of them. Chen Li'an did not applaud so seriously in the previous units.

Chen Li'an stopped clapping, nodded seriously and said, "That sleeve is amazing."

Gong Li nodded in agreement and said, "It's true. That actor, your sleeves are probably four to five meters wide. You can't do it if you don't have a solid foundation."

"By the way, do you want to send a flower basket?" Gong Li suddenly looked into Chen Li'an's eyes and asked.

"Huh?" Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment by Gong Li's sudden question, then shook his head and said, "It's not like I'm sending flowers from an acquaintance."

Gong Li raised a smile on her lips, looked at Chen Li'an playfully and said, "Don't we know each other after we give it away? Don't you admire her sleeves very much?"

"Did you learn this yin and yang attitude from your brother?" Chen Li'an rolled his eyes at Gong Li, feeling that his good sister was infected after playing mahjong with Zhang Guorong twice.

"You're just kidding, but you're serious." Gong Li's eyes wandered, she picked up the cup on the table with a smile and took a sip of tea, then turned her head and continued to look at the next unit.

Chen Li'an actually picked up the cup and took a sip, continuing to admire the last unit.

Ten minutes later, after the last unit of National Memorial Day ended, the entire Chu Yun dance drama came to an end. The lights in the theater came on, and the actors on the stage all came on stage to express their thanks.

Chen Li'an and all the audience stood up and applauded, expressing the audience's gratitude and encouragement to the actors.

The audience in the audience was also scattered, and many people ran from the auditorium to the stage to present flowers. Most of the actors received flowers. Gong Li touched Chen Li'an with her arm and said, "You really don't want to send me a flower?"

"You can turn it into a flower and I'll give it to you!" Chen Li'an said angrily: "It's boring, let's go. I'm hungry even if I haven't eaten at night."

"Why are you in a hurry? Come with me to the backstage to say hello to your friends." Gong Li shook the ticket in her hand and said, "They gave me tickets, so I have to say thank you when I come."

Favors are inevitable, Chen Li'an nodded and followed Gong Li to the backstage.

At this time, there was a lot of people coming and going backstage. The actors who had finished their performances were chatting with friends who were taking off their makeup or holding flowers and cheering. It was very lively.

Gong Li and Chen Li'an shuttled through the corridors and headed towards the theater office area.

However, Gong Li didn't see her friend in the office. There was only an older sister eating melon seeds boredly. When Gong Li asked, she found out that her friend was busy delivering the leader of the performance.

About to run back again, Chen Li'an was too lazy to move and said to Gong Li: "Go ahead, I won't pass."

Gong Li saw Chen Li'an's lack of interest and didn't force him to wait here. She said hello and came back.

Watching Gong Li leave, Chen Li'an stood at the door of the theater office, glanced at the white wall, and then took out a cigarette and lit it.

The dressing room backstage is too noisy, which always reminds Chen Li'an of his previous life when he was acting in plays, and he will inevitably miss his past life.

"I'm afraid it won't be easy to change the order of appearances tomorrow. The play list has been decided." A man at the end of the corridor followed a woman with a helpless expression, speaking Wuhan dialect, which was quite interesting to hear.

Chen Li'an turned his head and glanced, and recognized "Mrs. Xiang" who was with the man at a glance. He leaned against the wall and watched them with interest.

Mrs. Xiang's expression was not very good either. She looked at the group leader and said, "Captain, I really can't help it. I have to go back tomorrow night and move Mrs. Xiang to the first performance."

The group leader sighed and said helplessly: "Okay, I also know the situation at your home. I'll go and ask."

Chen Li'an heard their conversation and probably understood, but he didn't think that a member of a local song and dance troupe could allow the Beijing Theater to change the order of the plays.

The tickets have been sold and the playlist has been prepared. The most important thing is that one performance has already been performed today. How is it possible to change the order?

The song and dance leader and Liu Xiaoli walked toward the office. Chen Lian stood in the corridor outside the door smoking a cigarette. He took a clear look at Liu Xiaoli, who still had makeup on her face. She looked really good-looking.

When the song and dance leader saw Chen Li'an standing at the door of the door office, he thought he was a staff member of the theater, so he came over and asked, "Is your manager here?"

Liu Xiaoli also turned her attention to Chen Li'an, and was slightly startled when she saw Chen Li'an's appearance. He has a star face, which is more than enough for both acting and dancing.

Faced with the question from the song and dance troupe leader, Chen Li'an flicked the cigarette ashes into the trash can and said, "I'm not from the theater. I'm here to see the performance. You can go in and ask."

"Oh, I'm sorry." The song and dance leader said quickly, then glanced at the empty office through the small window on the door, knocked on the door and leaned forward to ask.

"I don't know, just wait here for a while." The eldest sister in the office looked up and replied.

The leader of the song and dance troupe smiled and nodded and said thank you, then exited the office and turned to Liu Xiaoli and said, "I'm not here, please wait here for a while. When I get back, you go call me, and I'll go and get the rest of the troupe first." Let’s arrange things.”

Liu Xiaoli was a little anxious, but she had no choice but to nod and said to the leader, "If you're sorry, leader, I'll wait here."

The song and dance leader looked at Liu Xiaoli without hesitation, and finally sighed and turned away.

Liu Xiaoli was pacing back and forth a little irritably at the door of the office, feeling quite like Mrs. Xiang on the stage looking forward to her loved one's anxiety.

Chen Li'an smoked a cigarette and looked at Liu Xiaoli, who looked gloomy. He felt that he was very lucky. After the performance, he could watch Mrs. Xiang again.

Perhaps Chen Li'an's gaze was a bit direct, and Liu Xiaoli, who was restless in her thoughts, also noticed it. She stopped and nodded apologetically at him.

Chen Li'an knew that she had misunderstood, but instead of explaining, he praised: "Mrs. Xiang just now was very good. I look forward to your performance tomorrow."

Liu Xiaoli was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Thank you."

It seemed a bit impolite to just say thank you. After all, they were the audience coming to watch the performance, so he added: "It may be earlier tomorrow. Remember to come earlier if you want to see it."

Chen Li'an smiled, put out the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into the trash can. "I just heard you said you wanted to change the order. This thing is probably difficult, so don't have high expectations."

After hearing Chen Li'an's words, a trace of helplessness flashed across Liu Xiaoli's face, and she softly replied: "I know, but there is nothing I can do, I have to try."

Chen Li'an was actually quite curious as to why Liu Xiaoli changed the order of appearance. For stage actors, the most important criterion is that the stage is bigger than the sky. Generally no one would make such a request as Liu Xiaoli's.

However, this was a private matter, and Chen Li'an would not ask any more questions. He just nodded and replied, "I hope everything goes well for you. Your dancing is really great. You will definitely become a celebrity in the future."

It's just that she didn't rely on dancing. Chen Li'an still admired her for being able to give up dancing that she had persisted in for so many years, and she had already achieved something.

"Thanks."

Facing the encouragement and affirmation from strangers, Liu Xiaoli's complexion improved a lot. In the past few years, she had encountered resistance and opposition from her family, and she was really about to give up.

The two stood at the door of the theater office and chatted.

"Are you waiting for someone too?" Liu Xiaoli asked curiously.

"Yes." Chen Li'an nodded and explained: "She came with a friend. She has a friend in the theater and went to say hello."

Know someone from the theater? Liu Xiaoli suddenly asked: "What does your friend's friend do in the theater?"

"Ah?" Chen Li'an was stunned for a moment and vaguely guessed Liu Xiaoli's thoughts. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, he should be a middle-level or high-level person."

It's not that the middle and senior management of the theater will come forward to send the leaders to watch the performance, I just don't know what the specific position is.

Hearing Chen Li'an's words, Liu Xiaoli nodded slightly and looked at him with hesitant eyes, but still did not say whether she could help introduce him.

Chen Li'an saw Liu Xiaoli's hesitation, thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask you later, if I can help you."

"Really?" Liu Xiaoli's eyes lit up and she said with surprise, "Thank you. If possible, I'll treat you and your friend to dinner."

"You don't have to be so polite. It's a matter of debate whether it can work out or not. Maybe I'm just a small leader and can't help you."

This kind of thing is uncertain, who can guarantee that it will succeed. Besides, Chen Li'an didn't know whether Gong Li's friends would be willing to help.

Changing the order of performances is not that simple.

"Thank you anyway." Liu Xiaoli said with some gratitude. When you encounter difficulties in a strange environment, you will be really touched if someone can lend a helping hand. Even if you can't help in the end, you will still be grateful.

Chen Li'an shook his head and said nothing. He turned and glanced at the end of the corridor where footsteps could be heard, and saw Gong Li and a few people walking over talking and laughing.

Gong Li saw Chen Li'an from far away. She recognized at a glance that the dancer opposite Chen Li'an was the Mrs. Xiang dancer. A trace of suspicion flashed in her eyes, but the expression on her face did not change at all.

A man walking with Gong Li had his hands behind his back and asked with a kind smile: "When will the movie between you and Veuve Clicquot be completed? Now we are waiting for him to come back with another Cannes Film Festival."

When Gong Li heard this question, she suddenly thought of what Chen Li'an said in Suzhou at that time. This movie might not win the award, but it's better to know this conclusion yourself and not tell others.

"The filming may not be completed until next year. Director Cheng is very attentive to this movie and the filming is relatively slow." Gong Li explained with a smile.

"Then you will definitely win a prize." The theater manager, who is also Gong Li's friend, said with a smile: "You will come back with a Best Actress trophy this time."

"I hope so." Gong Li smiled, but she knew in her heart that there was little hope. It would be nice to be nominated.

The theater manager and the leader both smiled and thought that Gong Li was being modest. She was the domestic actress who had won the most awards at the three major European film festivals. As long as she performed well, she would be a promising actress.

"Is that your friend in front of you? Is he also an actor?" The theater manager knew that Gong Li came with a friend today, so he took the initiative to ask.

Gong Li struggled for a while and said, "Okay, he is a painter or a photographer. I was asking you to help organize the exhibition just to help him."

The theater manager suddenly realized, thought for a while and said: "I think about it, I went to the film festival held by the National Art Museum of China in the end. I heard it was quite successful."

After the leader who was walking at the front with his hands behind his back heard this, he looked sideways at Gong Li and asked, "Is your name Chen Li'an?"

"Do you know Director Wang?" Gong Li asked in surprise.

The leader named Director Wang nodded, and then said: "Someone mentioned in the meeting two days ago that the higher-ups are planning to support some promising young artists."

The promising here is very interesting. There is another thing that Director Wang did not say. Why would the meeting support young artists? The focus of the meeting that day was to discuss the elimination of the Old Summer Palace Painters Village.

Hundreds of people gather together to criticize various issues all day long. There is a huge hidden danger. If things go wrong, they will become like those people in the East Village who create artistic works that have a negative impact on society.

Artists also need management and guidance, but they cannot be beaten to death with a stick. They must be attacked and supported at the same time.

As for supporting artists, it goes without saying. Chen Li'an's previous film festivals have had some positive effects on society, so naturally some people will remember him.

When Gong Li heard Director Wang say that the higher-ups wanted to support a group of young artists, she immediately knew that Chen Li'an must be on the list, otherwise how could a leader remember the name Chen Li'an.

A few people were walking and chatting. When they came to the door of the office, Chen Li'an didn't know who the two people who came with Gong Li were, so he nodded as a greeting.

Director Wang looked at Chen Li'an's refreshing and uneven hairstyle, and immediately felt a lot of affection. It was much more pleasing to the eye than those artists with long hair.

The key is that he is much better-looking than those people and does not have the aura of a "dangerous element".

"Are you Chen Li'an?" Director Wang asked with a smile, then reached out and patted Chen Li'an on the shoulder and said, "You're a good young man. Art should be like you. It would be great if all young artists were like you."

Chen Li'an was extremely puzzled. When Director Wang wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder, if Gong Li hadn't kept winking, he almost wouldn't have taken a step back to avoid it.

After listening to Director Wang's words, although Chen Li'an didn't know who he was, he still squeezed out a smile and replied: "Thank you."

Gong Li quickly stood up and introduced: "Li An, this is Director Wang from the Ministry of Culture, and this is Manager Liu from the theater."

Director Wang waved his hand and said modestly: "It's off duty time now, don't call me director, we are all art workers."

"Director Wang is right, we are all literary and art workers." Manager Liu also agreed with a smile.

"Director Wang is right!" Chen Li'an looked at Director Wang, who was carrying an official accent, and then listened to Manager Liu's words. The corners of his eyes twitched. Hmm. It's so convincing!

Liu Xiaoli, who was standing nearby, looked at this scene and was extremely surprised. Director of the Ministry of Culture? Big star Gong Li? The man I was talking to just now is an artist. What is his name? Why did I forget to ask my name?

Hmm. What did others call him just now? What is Chen doing?