Under Xue Yao's arrangement, Xia Yitong entered the xx Drama Theater in Beijing. The first play she took was the role of Sifeng in the classic four-act drama "Thunderstorm". She had watched this drama three times before and also studied it in school. She knew that classics do not mean they are easy to act. The fact that it is worthy of so many people to perform shows the extraordinary qualities of the classic itself.
They had staged plays in class in college, but those were small-scale performances, and the students they were paired with were all students of their own age. The level and requirements were not the same as now. This play has a ready-made script that has been performed successfully, and the current performance is just a slight modification of it. It is much easier than rehearsing a new play for half a year.
In the theater, the lighting, sound, stage design, scenery props, and the characters themselves are all completely different from TV and movies. The actors who performed with her in this play were all young actors from the theater. During rehearsals, they all spoke clearly and articulately, and the sound made Xia Yitong's ears hurt. She is a little shy and was embarrassed to shout at first, but she gradually let go under the urging of her companions.
"Don't use your throat. It's easy to split your throat and it won't sound good." The young man who played Lu Gui came over and said after hearing her recite the emotional and passionate words at the end.
Xia Yitong found the source of the voice, bowed slightly and said, "Senior Brother." She didn't know what to call him, so she picked a nice one.
The young man smiled and said, "Don't be so polite. My name is Lu."
Lu… His last name is also Lu. People with the last name Lu are kind-hearted and always willing to help others. Xia Yitong felt a little closer to him and said, "Please give me some advice, Senior Brother Lu."
"I don't deserve your guidance." Lu stretched out his hand, but retracted it before touching Xia Yitong. He smiled again, pressed it on his dantian, and said, "Use here to pronounce." As he said this, he sang a few beautiful lines aloud.
The baritone voice is so shocking that it makes your hair stand on end.
Xia Yitong was quite familiar with this and blinked: "How about I practice my bel canto?"
Lu was speechless for a moment, and laughed even more happily: "Why are you so..."
"So what?"
"Nothing," Lu shook his head. It was too frivolous to say that. He raised his hand and called someone over. It was a girl, about the same age as Xia Yitong. Lu said, "I'll teach her how to pronounce it. You touch her dantian to see if it's correct."
Lu Qi sank into his Dantian and acted out the first scene with her.
"Sifeng!" he gasped.
Xia Yitong looked at the script and knew that she didn't need to agree to this sentence. Lu Sheng shouted again in annoyance, "Si Feng!"
Xia Yitong glanced at him and said, "Oh, it's really hot."
Lu looked at her and said coldly: "Sifeng, did you hear that?"
Xia Yitong's eyes flashed with obvious annoyance, and he said coldly, "Yes! Dad! What are you doing?"
The girl who had her hand on Xia Yitong's belly shook her head. Lu stopped and said, "I'm going to read your lyrics now. I'll read a line and you follow me."
Xia Yitong nodded. She had studied music before, but singing and acting in drama were different, so she had to learn a new art.
Lu: "The Dantian is divided into three parts, the middle Dantian and the lower Dantian are mainly used..."
At the end of the day, Xia Yitong felt that he had basically mastered it. It was also because he had a basic musical foundation that he was able to achieve twice the result with half the effort. He even recited poems several times when he came home in the evening. He continued to practice the next day, and his voice felt much better.
Rehearsals may seem boring, but I gain new experiences every day. Those things that were neglected and half-understood during my student days are like reefs under the water, which gradually surface as the waves recede.
She felt like she had returned to her student days. The state of mind of treating herself as a blank sheet of paper and being eager to learn appeared in her again after a long absence, making her full of energy almost every day. She smiled at everyone she met, greeted every bird, and said hello to every green leaf, "We meet again."
She took the initiative to find Xue Yao to change the conditions and asked her to stop accepting any invitations, so that she could stay here quietly as a student.
She remembered what Lu Yinbing had said to her: "When you take on a role, it is impossible to acquire any professional skills in ten days or half a month. Stars are stars because they are always fast, chased by the waves. They have no patience and perseverance, and are unwilling to spend a year or even three months to study for a role. If you want to be an actor, you must put aside your pace as a star, slow down, learn, and create."
So she slowed down, and was able to better understand the fun that the outstanding actors of the previous generation had in concentrating on studying a role, becoming the role, giving the role vitality, and finally transcending the role.
One night she went home and sat on the sofa at home, thinking that she was Sifeng. The paintings on the wall were dusty, and thinking of the master, she couldn't help but clean them.
When the phone rang, I was still wondering what kind of monster this was.
It rang again and again, and she came back to her senses. The caller ID showed that it was Lu Yinbing. She was currently filming "Adoptive Mother" in the Northeast. She called her when she had time and asked, "What are you doing? Why didn't you answer my call?"
Xia Yitong was still a little confused. Looking at the much cleaner floor under her feet, she said truthfully, "I didn't know what made the noise when I cleaned it for the first time."
Lu Yinbing had so many questions in her mind that they could pop up: "Don't we have an aunt at home? Why do you have to clean by yourself? Did you change your ringtone? Didn't you say jailbreaking is troublesome?"
"No, no."
"What is not?"
"Wait for me for a while," Xia Yitong put down the phone, went to the bathroom to wash her face, took a breath, dried her hands, and picked up the phone, "Okay."
"What's going on?"
"I'm getting into the role. It's Lu Sifeng who's doing the spring cleaning, not me. My phone was left on the sofa, so I didn't hear it just now." Xia Yitong touched his forehead and took two breaths in succession.
"Oh," Lu Yinbing said, "Sure, Teacher Xia."
Xia Yitong smiled and said, "Don't talk about me anymore. How are you? Is this role okay? Are you feeling depressed?"
Lu Yinbing smiled and said, "Do you think I'm depressed? It's quite ok."
Xia Yitong was a little worried and said, "Start a video. Let me take a look."
After opening the video, Lu Yinbing's face was indeed rosy, much better than Xia Yitong's. Lu Yinbing sighed and said, "Look at your face. You are still worrying about me. You might as well worry more about yourself. Be careful or I will ask Mother Xue to send you the Ten-Ingredient Tonic Soup every day."
Xia Yitong smiled again and looked at the video: "I know, I just washed my face, it will be fine in a while, and besides, I'm whiter than you, so my complexion looks almost normal."
"Do you want to have some shame?" Lu Yinbing glared at her from inside, "You used to say that you were fair and rosy, and had a good complexion."
"No, how much is your face worth per pound?"
"You don't even want to give this face away for free."
"Nonsense, there are so many people who want a face like mine, calling me husband."
"Xia Yitong!"
"It's useless for them to yell. The face and body are yours," Xia Yitong said. "Not even a cent of it can be taken away from you."
"That's more like it." Lu Yinbing snorted.
The two of them exchanged a lot of meaningless words and hung up reluctantly. Xia Yitong went to the bathroom to take a bath and browsed Weibo. She searched for the keyword Lu Yinbing and the latest news about Lu Yinbing popped up. The latest one was about the crew starting filming. Scrolling down, it was about what happened at the airport when she returned to Beijing ten days ago. Lu Yinbing was alone and wore a mask and sunglasses. She was very low-key. She left the terminal alone and was stopped by entertainment reporters who were waiting for her. There were a lot of entertainment reporters talking, and Lu Yinbing just said, "I'm busy. Bye." When she approached again, she took off her sunglasses and looked back at the other person with cold eyebrows and eyes. Finally, she caused a sensation and was escorted out by airport security.
That time, Lu Yinbing got furious, but in the end Xia Yitong showed her self-sacrificing spirit and successfully calmed down the spoiled Lu Mao. Now thinking back on it, I always feel that Lu Yinbing's anger was a little bit false.
Now that time has passed, there is no point in thinking back. Xia Yitong flicked his fingers on the water, splashing water. How about trying to get angry next time
"Thunderstorm" has been in rehearsal for two months and will be officially performed on July 13th.
It was the hottest season, but that day was unusually cold. The temperature dropped suddenly and it rained heavily. Xia Yitong rushed into the backstage with an umbrella to prepare for going on stage. Looking at the heavy rain outside, she felt her heart beating faster and faster, as if something bad was going to happen.
Before going on stage, she glanced at her phone and saw that Lu Yinbing had sent her a good morning message that morning, which made her feel relieved.
This time she sent a message saying "I'm going on stage", but Lu Yinbing didn't reply. She must be filming at that time, so she didn't think too much about it.
There was a thunderstorm outside and inside the house. The plot was one wave after another, and the show received round of applause at the end.
Four acts, ninety-six minutes, one and a half hours. Xia Yitong was removing her makeup backstage when a loud thunderclap sounded overhead. Xia Yitong felt terrified and reflexively checked her phone, but WeChat was still quiet.
Her heart beat faster, and she had a sense of emptiness and confusion, which she had no way to vent, so she could only take a few rapid breaths to relieve it.
When Lu Yinbing was filming, there was no fixed time or schedule for contacting her. He would reply whenever he was free, and there was never a 12-hour gap. From messages at six in the morning, she would not reply until six in the evening.
Xia Yitong couldn't help but make a phone call.
"Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off..."
Xia Yitong called her assistant Xiaoxi who was with the group. Xiaoxi's call was connected, but no one answered.
When she called Xue Yao again, a robotic female voice, identical to Lu Yinbing's, came: "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off..."
The rain outside had stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. Xia Yitong stood there with her cell phone in her hand and her eyes lowered. The expression on her face was as gray as the sky here.
Lu Yinbing always has reasons for turning off her phone, like it’s out of battery or something, or Xiaoxi is busy and can’t answer the call, which is normal. But Xue Yao will never turn off her phone. Sometimes she may not be able to get through due to poor signal, but she will never turn off her phone. The only possibility is that she is on a plane. Where is she flying to
With so many coincidences coming together, Xia Yitong had only one thought in his mind: something went wrong.
She forced herself to calm down, calm down, calm down.
Calm the hell down! She threw everything she could grab onto the sofa, grabbed her ID, rushed out the door, and headed straight for the airport.