From Middle Age: Leisure Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 18 Drama: Love in the 1980s

Yu Dongqing looked around and saw that there were all students and a middle-aged man with gray hair who looked like a teacher. He didn't go over and found an empty seat at the back and sat down.

The show begins.

"Love in the 1980s" is a multi-act play. It seems that Meimei is very careful in arranging stage props. The blackboards painted with black paint and some shabby wooden tables and chairs truly show the world in the 1980s.

Campus scene.

Of course, in the play, Meimei borrowed the use of surreal and avant-garde works, blurring the beauty of certain places and using a few pieces of wood to represent sofas, beds, and stairs. Yu Dongqing really appreciates this.

The whole drama lasted for an hour and a half, and Yu Dongqing watched it carefully. From the perspective of a mature drama, this "Love in the 1980s" has many problems, including stage design, actors' positions, lines, and coordination.

It all seems a bit childish.

But it is very rare that it was written by a sophomore, especially Meili, as the heroine, whose line skills and body and expression control are very good.

Why do you have to be a director when you can make a living as an actor?

Yu Dongqing sighed in her heart.

When the actors took their bow at the end of the performance, warm applause erupted in the theater, and Yu Dongqing also stood up and applauded.

"Brother-in-law, how was your performance?" Meimei came down from the stage and ran over and asked with a smile.

Zhao Wei also quickly turned around and saw the other person, but he didn't recognize him.

"do not know."

As soon as the boy said this, the whole audience suddenly fell silent, but someone immediately stood up and retorted loudly: "Zhao Wei, don't be stupid here, what a big label! Why do you think you are trash?!"

He liked this feeling very much.

Yu Dongqing spoke for nearly ten minutes before finishing, and then looked at Zhao Wei with a smile.

"Hey, who is this guy? He's very talkative."

"Second, there is a problem with the actor's communication! The actor's communication is very important, communicate directly with the opponent, and communicate with yourself."

"This classmate, I think your comments are biased. I think the play rehearsed by classmate Mingming is definitely not as bad as you said. On the contrary, I think it is excellent."

This middle-aged man did not study acting. He was just commenting on the matter, and what he just said was well-founded. Why should he be allowed to perform?

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Don't know how to lift.

"A bystander." Yu Dongqing responded with a smile: "Let me refute some of the questions you just raised based on this drama."

After hearing this, Yu Dongqing felt that it was not interesting. Seeing that Meimei was busy in the crowd and it was inconvenient to go over to say hello, he sent a WeChat message and was about to leave, but suddenly he heard a thin boy stand up and say loudly.

Watching Yu Dongqing talk eloquently, some students around him were talking in low voices.

"I don't want to be an actor. My ideal is to be a director. Brother-in-law, we need to discuss and summarize." After saying this, Meimei ran away with a smile.

"You said there's something wrong with my performance and my line skills are not good enough. Why don't you give it a try?!"

It is Yu Dongqing.

"His name is Zhao Wei. He is a freshman this year. He is a famous "venomous snake" in our drama. He speaks meanly and doesn't care about other people's feelings. He once made several girls cry." Han Qingqing replied in a low voice.

Isn’t this a very rogue sentence that I often hear: “You said this movie was not well acted? Why don’t you go make one?”

The boy named Zhao Wei sneered and said calmly: "Of course I have reasons for saying this: First: As far as the director is concerned, the stage design of the entire script lacks a fulcrum! I think you know what a fulcrum is.

A play without a fulcrum is just a lot of crosstalk! The same goes for stage design!”

Looking at her fuming sister-in-law, Yu Dongqing couldn't help but shake her head.

Of course he was not angry: "Then you say, this play is perfect?"

After hearing this, Yu Dongqing looked at Meimei, and saw that the girl's face turned red instantly, looking very unnatural.

He was a tall boy who was the male protagonist of this drama. He looked at Yu Dongqing and spoke in a somewhat aggressive tone.

Zhao Wei's face was ugly. This arrogant person who didn't know where he came from actually refuted his words and had nothing to say.

Judging from his age, he shouldn't be a student, but I've never seen him among the teachers of Chinese opera.

"First, you said that this play lacks a fulcrum. You are wrong. The so-called fulcrum means that people always like to rely on something when they talk, including tables, pillars, people, etc. And I also correct a mistake you just made. Crosstalk also has

Fulcrum. In the past, when doing cross talk, there would be a table. Now there is a microphone. Even if there is no microphone, each other is used as the fulcrum instead of wandering around in front of the stage."

Of course Yu Dongqing was discussing matters as they happened, but some people were unconvinced.

Seeing this person talking, Yu Dongqing stopped and thought about it and asked the girl named Han Qingqing sitting outside: "Hey, who is he? He talks so viciously?"

"No, no, this play also has many shortcomings. I think the biggest problem is that the male protagonist's performance is a bit lacking. There are too many small moves that make him feel at a loss on stage. Also, his line skills need to be strengthened."

"It's great, especially as the heroine, you performed very well." Yu Dongqing praised.

This kid.

It's a bit unethical.

Zhao Wei talked a lot eloquently, and when he saw the students around him speechless, he felt a little proud in his heart.

A large group of students sat together and discussed the play just now, and the words were fierce. This was of course necessary to point out the shortcomings of the performance and help the performers improve.

Yu Dongqing originally had good intentions and pointed out your shortcomings so that you can make progress, and her tone of voice was very tactful. She didn't expect that the other party would have such an attitude, and she suddenly felt a little angry.

"Then why don't you tell me how I, as the director, am doing in arranging this Mu drama?" Meiliang asked.

"It's okay, but I think your performance is more amazing. To be honest, I think you are suitable to be an actor rather than a director."

"Who are you?" Zhao Wei couldn't help but ask.

"I seem to know Meimei very well."

A low and hoarse male voice suddenly sounded from behind the crowd. When everyone turned around, they saw that it was a middle-aged man who had grown up to be very handsome.

"Don't make those ambiguous remarks. I think this drama is unqualified in terms of the screenwriter, director, and the performance of the main actors! In a word, this drama is garbage!"

Do you have to be as harsh and mean as Zhao Wei to make you feel comfortable?

So he smiled and said, "Okay, I'll give it a try." After that, he walked to the stage.

"Brother-in-law." Meimei couldn't help but stop her.

She knew that her brother-in-law was good at music, but this was a stage performance. She had never heard that her brother-in-law could act!

What if I go up and make a joke?

But Yu Dongqing stopped her with his eyes and strode onto the stage.

(End of chapter)