Xu Qingcheng is a little embarrassed, not sure if she should go to the second uncle for an internship after graduation—
Her second uncle is a senior drama director, but she recently turned to directing Kunqu Opera. In early August, he posted a circle of friends: After 600 years of time, there is such art that we can savor. Thanks to Jinsheng Supo, Guimen Dantong Anzhi, and all the young people who love the ancient art of Kunqu Opera. When the performance of "The Story of the West Tower" is over, let's play it again
At that time, as soon as the word "Super" entered her eyes, she felt a bit familiar.
This name is not common, but she vaguely remembered the person who almost pulled her little hand when she was young, also called Su Po.
And that former boy, wasn't he the one who learned Kunqu Opera
But she thought again, could it just be the same name? After all, the world is so big, why is there no coincidence
Within two days, her second uncle sent out the Jiugongge stills and posters of "The Story of the West Tower".
To be honest, after the actors put on makeup, parents may not recognize them. Looking at the stills and posters, Qingcheng just thought it looked good, but she didn't recognize anyone. She was stunned when she clicked on the last one and saw the male and female protagonists in modern clothes.
The heroine is wearing a white dress reclining on top of the beauty, with a lazy and charming look of "Begonia Spring has not slept enough". The male protagonist standing beside her, dressed in white and black trousers, had a handsome face, a few strands of broken hair fell on his forehead, and his eyebrows were drawn like ink, which made his eyes clearer and more energetic.
After looking at the male protagonist's face for five seconds, Qingcheng took a deep breath: Isn't this her old acquaintance...
The hazy memory of my youth gradually became clear, just like an ancient wishing bottle buried in sand and dust. Because of a naughty wind, its head emerged again. What is hidden in the bottle is the youth that has not been corroded by the years. An ignorant and fearless whimsy.
At that time, my girl's heart was overflowing. Even if they were still talking, walking side by side, until they separated, it was only about twenty days. But in those twenty or so days, she had already thought about their long life together. However, the results were not satisfactory, and her girl's heart shattered after twenty days.
Looking back on that short period of time now, it really is: come at midnight, go at dawn. Comes like a spring dream for a short time, and goes like a cloud of nowhere to be found.
Originally, she was studying drama directing and wanted to find her second uncle for an internship. As a result, she couldn't help but give up. Not to mention the past "like a joke", she really didn't know Kunqu Opera. .
So she hesitated and tried to contact other seniors through the teacher, but as soon as she got in touch, her second uncle called.
As soon as Director Xu came up, he asked, "Lao Tan said that you want to go to him for an internship after graduation? Didn't you agree before that you would come to my second uncle? Why are you looking for someone else?"
She hurriedly explained: "Aren't you doing Kunqu Opera? I don't know anything about Kunqu Opera. I'm afraid it will cause trouble for you."
"As for Kunqu Opera, I've only heard it before. When I was really directing, I also asked many art directors to help out. You listen more, learn more, and you can understand it after one paragraph? We can learn from each other." The second uncle taught earnestly.
Later, she also felt that she should not abandon the company for personal reasons, and she had to care about an old imperial calendar eight or nine years ago—and to be honest, if it weren’t for the fact that the other party’s name and photo were clearly displayed in front of her eyes, she would have almost Forget about this past, after all, it's been too long.
Besides, people probably don't remember her for a long time. After all, the 18th National Women's University has changed. She was still a little baby fat back then, and the dimples on her face were almost invisible. She felt unfamiliar with her previous photos.
Once she figured it out, she no longer hesitated: "That's good."
"Okay, let's come and see it tomorrow. How do you feel? Tomorrow night is the last episode of "The Story of the West Tower". But the tickets are gone, so you have to stand on the side and watch it."