In fact, since ancient times, there have been countless stories of male dancers who have lost their sleeves, and even doomed. The general environment is so dirty, and a lonely boy trapped in it, even if he doesn't want to, it is difficult to keep it clean under all kinds of persecution. This is simply something that Liyuanxing acquiesces by default. Since everyone is like that, how can it be said among colleagues. But Hou Yukui just wanted to embarrass Shang Xirui, he just didn't like Shang Xirui. Originally, the status of shengjiaoer in the industry has always been higher than that of danjiaoer. Twenty years ago, Ning Jiulang came out and pulled danjiaoer up, and even divided the world with shengjiaoer. When it comes to Shang Xirui, it's even more amazing, the whole thing turns yin and yang upside down! That's all there is to it. Sing well, sing well, and no one will say anything wrong with him. But he actually wants to change the play, changing the good script so that it's unbelievable. How could Hou Yukui get used to seeing this! It's a big rebellion, a rebellious person in the pear garden! Later I heard that Shang Xirui had worked with two warlords, Commander Cao was his backer, and had ties to both old and new dignitaries such as Director Amber Zhou. So it was decided that Shang Xirui sold himself for glory, but he was a gentleman who was promoted by Dayang. It's just that he couldn't figure out how Ning Jiulang supported him back then, and spared no effort to praise him. Hou Yukui knew that Ning Jiulang was not the kind of person who was greedy for money, lust and fame.
Hou Yukui shamed Shang Xirui. Niu Baiwen didn't have time to speak up, so Amber first defended Shang Xirui. He has the reckless temper of a Mongolian man, and he immediately turned cold and said: "Old Hou, is the smoke cream mixed with gunpowder? You are a highly respected senior in the industry, why are you talking about these dicks? Shang If the boss does a good job, it’s fine, it’s not fun to say that!"
Hou Yukui laughed: "Okay, Lord Belle's heart hurts. Don't say it, don't say it!" He let out a long breath, stretched his waist, and said, "But the job is good! You can't see it! Calculate."
Niu Baiwen wanted to talk to him again about Shang Xirui's ability and skill, and he would have to make a long speech if he stretched his breath. But Hou Yukui was not willing to listen, so he turned over and ordered his attendants to light a cigarette for him: "I'm sorry, Lord Belle, I have to take another sip. I'm getting old, and my mental head is much shorter than before..."
Amber didn't bother to talk to him, so she approached Shang Xirui with a smile. Shang Xirui turned around suddenly, Niu Baiwen's nerves tightened, thinking he was going to leave in a fit of anger, he stepped forward to block his way, and said softly: "Boss Shang! Boss Shang! I'll take care of all the plays today Now, you can't make things difficult for me! Boss Hou has such a bad temper! Look at me! Look at my face, okay?"
Shang Xirui was stunned for a moment, looked at him and said: "Well. Get out of the way, I'm going to put on makeup."
Although Shang Xirui has a childish air and is easy to push back, he respects and forgives his seniors very much, he will never talk back or walk away. He dressed up amidst Amber's noise, while Hou Yukui was still smoking opium on the couch, as if he had forgotten about singing. Shang Xirui painted his face and hummed the tune of "Wujiapo". As soon as he touched the opera sound, he immediately felt relaxed and happy. On the other table was the three-two-three ingot of silver for props, so he could come over and touch it. Amber said: "Although this silver is light, it looks real."
Shang Xirui smiled and said: "Because it's silver-plated."
Hou Yukui suddenly shouted sharply: "Put it down!"
Shang Xirui froze with the silver in his hand. Before Amber's attack, Niu Baiwen hurriedly took out the silver from Shang Xirui's hand and put it back, winked and bowed to Shang Xirui, apologized to Hou Yukui, and tried to draw his attention by telling something new Diverted from Shang Xirui. Niu Baiwen was so worried that he was about to die of exhaustion. Leading a troupe was not so difficult. After finally getting Hou Yukui to put on makeup and dress neatly, it was already dark outside, and the lights shone on the stage, giving it a particularly prosperous and grand feeling. The guests were full of interest, chatting and laughing, and it was like a small theater here.
After Hou Yukui put on makeup, he looked very good, and his face was plump, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a little bit of Xue Pinggui's heroism. Shang Xirui stared at Hou Yukui's shoes, grabbed a piece of his clothes, then subconsciously bit his fingernails, sat well on the chair, stood up suddenly, stamped his feet twice before sitting down. Both Niu Baiwen and Amber felt that he was nervous, or else he was in a hurry to urinate. It should be urgency rather than nervousness. Who is he, Shang Xirui! What scene has never been seen! To say that the spectator status is valuable, he sang operas for the emperor in Tianjin; to say stage fright, when he was in Shanghai, the Tianchan Theater was full of 3,000 seats. How many battles have been broken through, today is just a fart, what should he be nervous about, it must be the urgency to urinate!
Niu Baiwen said quietly: "Boss Shang, do you want to go first for convenience? You can spend a long time on stage."
Shang Xirui shook his head, gnawing his nails wholeheartedly.
The previous "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea" is almost over. Hou Yukui closed his eyes and rested his mind, closed his eyes and said: "Don't gnaw, you're all bald."
Shang Xirui blushed and put down his hands.
Hou Yukui opened a slit to look at him: "Scared?"
Shang Xirui said timidly and softly: "I haven't played with you yet."
Hou Yukui sneered: "No need! "Wujiapo" is an old play for many years. Sing according to the rules, and avoid those tricks, so no one will pour water on you."
Being ridiculed by him, Shang Xirui became more nervous and started biting his nails again. Of course he wasn't nervous about Lao Fujin's church, he was nervous about Hou Yukui. Hou Yukui is undoubtedly the god in his heart, and being able to play with him on the same stage is something only in dreams. Today is a rare opportunity in a thousand years, if he makes a mistake, he will regret it for the rest of his life!
Xiao Lai knew his thoughts very well, Shang Xirui thought about it and wanted to play Hou Yukui's record again, as if he was listening to the Buddha's music, he only had to set up a longevity tablet for the old man. Hou Yukui humiliated Shang Xirui like this, others looked angry, Xiao Lai felt distressed. Especially Shang Xirui bears humiliation, is so honest and so obedient, really pitiful.
Xiao Lai stood next to Shang Xirui, hoping it would give him some courage and support. Hou Yukui opened his eyes and glanced at Shang Xirui, thinking that you were not allowed to gnaw your nails, why did you gnaw them again? Dissatisfied with his voice, Shang Xirui quickly retracted his hand. Niu Baiwen lowered his head and smiled sullenly, Hou Yukui glanced at him, putting on his beard and getting ready to go on stage. He didn't realize it himself, because of Shang Xirui's honesty and obedience, his attitude had unknowingly softened a little.
Wang Baochuan has been guarding the cold kiln for eighteen years, looking forward to the arrival of her husband Xue Pinggui. In the first scene where the husband and wife reunited after a long absence, Xue Pinggui pretended to be a disciple and molested his wife to test whether she was a real strong woman.
Shang Xirui closed his eyes before going on stage, and when he opened them again, he was no longer that honest and well-behaved little actor. Wang Baochuan's arrogance and strong temperament are revealed from his eyes, and there is such a dignified demeanor in his actions. Hou Yukui was startled, he felt that the person standing opposite was really a chaste lady, and even himself was really Xue Pinggui. This passage requires a lot of breath and articulation, and I will eat words if I don't pay attention. Shang Xirui is really kind, every word is full and loud, spit out from his mouth lightly and delicately, calm and composed. He really lives up to his name, and he is perfect in singing and acting. Even Hou Yukui couldn't find any shortcomings at all. Hou Yukui was a little lost.
Cheng Fengtai is used to Shang Xirui changing roles as if he was playing a different role, sometimes he is loyal, sometimes he is coquettish, drinking tea and looking at the stage with a smile. He doesn't understand drama at all, but Fan Lian does. Fan Lian praised, "Boss Shang is really different tonight."
Cheng Fengtai said: "What's the difference?"
"Very good, very energetic. That's right, on the stage with Hou Yukui, can you do it if you don't have enough energy? If you lose your momentum, you will be overwhelmed, and you will only see Xue Pinggui." Fan Lian clapped his hands and sighed: "It would be great if today's show could be made into a record! It's really a masterpiece!"
Prince Qi stood up and shouted hello. Today he was the most worthwhile trip.