Senior Superstar

Chapter 579 There is a problem with your lead-in angle! (first update)

Compared with the first scene, the comment volume of the latest update video is obviously more active.

Dou Shou, just updated in less than ten minutes, the number of comments on the second episode has already exceeded 20,000.

However, most of the comments were about Chang Shanshan.

After all, Li Shixin is a person who has just stepped into the entertainment circle. In terms of fame, Li Shixin is obviously not as good as Chang Shanshan—even if it is infamy.

Obviously, this actress who has been in the industry for nearly ten years and has acted in more than 30 film and television works, but has never been able to take on a role, is not very popular with Li Shixin's fans.

As soon as they saw the appearance of Xiao Yuehong played by Chang Shanshan in the second act, the audience started to complain;

"According to complete statistics, none of the more than a dozen TV dramas in which Chang Shanshan starred and played the main role has an investment cost of more than 30 million yuan, and none of the dramas has reached the top ten ratings in the same period. What is meant by strength interpretation? !"

"Holy crap, it seems like this is really the case. This guy is simply poison to the ratings. I think this wave of Xinye is going to hang up."

"Didn't you say that "Ling" was invested by Xinye Studio? Why did you give yourself Shanshan brand poisonous milk when you are old?"

"Pfft, I paid attention to Lord Xin because this old man kept telling all kinds of touching stories in a very down-to-earth way and with superb acting skills. I am used to the simplicity and simplicity in works of Lord Xin. There are no big stars in the work, but every actor and every role has a serious and rigorous style. It feels so weird to suddenly appear as a topical traffic star like Chang Shanshan.”

"That's right, it's like a stinky salted fish in a crispy, smooth, oily but not greasy sweet and sour fish."

"Upstairs, is your analogy with the elementary school?"

"No, Xiaoxiao doesn't use that metaphor. She won't dislike a stinky salted fish!"

"As soon as I see Chang Shanshan, the resentful heroine in countless palace dramas with braids in the Qing Dynasty, the image of a vase in urban emotional dramas rushes towards me. When she appears on the stage, she instantly feels that she is in a drama. It's flashing, you have fun, I Go eat shit and calm down."

Obviously, everyone disagrees with the choice of roles in "Ling" and Chang Shanshan's acting skills.

Amidst the uproarious comments, the plot proceeded to the part of the second act "birthday";

"How can there be so many troubles and worries that the water will flow and the flowers will bloom? I will teach this "Mulan Ci" to Huan Lang in leisure. That Mulan is a household weaving and melancholy, and she is only wearing red makeup for living in troubled times."

"good!"

The decoration is bright red and festive, and there is a back house with a big red birthday character hanging in front of the main room.

Cui Yingying, played by Xiao Yuehong on the stage, came down for a while, and a group of female relatives cheered loudly.

Seeing the rare joy in the back house, the birthday old lady who will be sitting on the grand master's chair is also very happy from ear to ear.

Just as the old lady and others were commenting on Cui Yingying and Hong Niang on the stage, a sound of riding boots came from far and near.

"Mother! My son is coming back late! I wish my mother good luck as deep as the East Sea, and a longer life than Nanshan!"

"It's not too late, it's not too late!" Hearing her son's voice, the old lady stood up from her chair in joy, and when she saw her son in military uniform, she tiptoed to meet him.

At this time, "The Romance of the West Chamber" on the stage is singing the third "reward rhyme".

On the stage, Xiao Yuehong, who was dressed in green, was holding three fragrant pigs, bowing quietly.

"The desolate Xiao Temple is late in spring, and the robes of robes are light and the moon is cold. Hong'er helps me turn around, and Baoxiang has three petals to wish you peace."

"A stick of incense."

"One stick of incense, I wish my vain father to ascend to heaven soon."

"Two sticks of incense."

"Two sticks of incense, may mother Kang Ning never suffer from disaster."

The melodious and long opera tone attracted the eyes of the company commander who returned home overnight to celebrate his mother's birthday.

Looking at the slender figure bowing down to the birthday lady, Qiu Ba, who is in his forties, his eyes lit up.

"It's kind of interesting, it's kind of interesting." Regardless of the old mother who came up to greet her, the company commander smiled and pointed to the stage.

"Who hired the troupe?"

"Your uncle looked for it and said it was lively and lively."

"How many days will you sing?"

"Sing for three days, and today is the third day. After a while, we will quit."

"My mother is celebrating her birthday, how can she sing for three days? Call their class master!"

Yu Wenshan, who was busy behind the scenes, was brought in front of the company commander by two giggling and winking big-headed soldiers.

"Master, do you have an order?"

It has been a long time since the Yihe Boxing incident, years of hard work have left Yu Wenshan with a few vicissitudes on his face, and his hair has also been stained with wind and frost.

Seeing the man from the master's house, he quickly bowed his body and made a bow.

"You have a good theater troupe. My mother is happy to celebrate her birthday, and I deserve a reward."

Hearing the master's praise, Yu Wenshan's bowed body relaxed.

Traveling all over the years, I have encountered all kinds of masters. He has also experienced that after listening to the play, he randomly picks a fault and pays less, or simply reneges on the bill.

Seeing that the master was satisfied now, he bowed again and again and invited the actors who had finished singing the excerpts to thank them.

Thanks for the reward, and holding a few dollars, the wrinkles on Yu Wenshan's face were piled up like flowers—the team hasn't had a big job for a long time, with this money, more than a dozen people in the team will get rice for next month. There is no shortage of food.

"Thank you, Second Master. Now that we're done singing in the West Chamber, we'll put in more effort and present you with "Xi Fenghou". I wish Second Master a bright future and every step of the way!"

Hearing Yu Wenshan's politeness, the company commander laughed, but his eyes passed him directly, and glanced at Xiao Yuehong who was standing there pretty.

"Forget it, my uncle's future depends on your singing. It depends on the pile of heads. There is no point in rewarding you. It's just that I didn't listen enough to the scene just now. I'm sorry to bother you. I will sing for you for another day." .”

"Yo!"

As soon as he heard that the host was going to continue the performance, Yu Wenshan raised his head in surprise, "That's good, then second master, I'll go and arrange a play for you right now. We have a lot of plays in the family class. Bao old lady and you satisfy."

"No. You sang for three days, it's hard work."

Speaking of this, the company commander stared at Xiao Yuehong with ambiguous eyes, and he stretched out his finger.

"Leave her alone. I love to listen to the passage just now. In the past seven days, let her sing to my master."

The surprised expressions of everyone in the troupe froze.

Yu Wenshan was the first to react, and pulled Xiao Yuehong, who was still pale with shock, behind her to protect her tightly, blocking between her and the company commander.

"Second Lord, this is not allowed, this is not in line with the rules of our troupe!"

Snapped!

Before he could finish his sentence, a loud slap hit his face.

"Fuck your grandma's rules! Don't be a goddamn master who has never read a book and doesn't know anything. You gang of opera singers, all men are goddamn rabbit masters. Is it against the rules for me to sleep with a woman?"

brush!

Click!

With a sound of mechanical friction, a black iron pipe was pressed against Yu Wenshan's ear.

Immediately, a big face approached him.

"See? This is the fucking rule! Take that little bitch to my room! Be careful, don't mess up your mother's make-up, I'll do it today!"

"I promise I can't spend it! If you want to spend it, you have to let the company commander spend it himself."

Following the company commander's order, the two big soldiers kicked Yu Wenshan to the ground, pulling Xiao Yuehong's arm.

"Brother!"

While struggling, Xiao Yuehong screamed and called Yu Wenshan.

"Man, I'm fighting with you!" In the troupe, an old musician threw his hat on the ground and jumped on it.

Snapped!

A gunshot rang through the back house.

Holding the box cannon that was still emitting green smoke, the company commander frowned.

"My mother's birthday, I don't want to add bad luck. Whoever refuses to accept it, I will stop kicking. Come here, circle me, and don't let them go! Whoever is dishonest, just collapse for me !"

"yes!"

At this point in the plot, the camera gave Yu Wenshan a close-up.

Then, following his gaze, the camera rotated in the scene.

Several Hanyang made in front of you.

The musician was moaning while clutching the bloody hole in his leg.

A dozen or so apprentices in the troupe were lying on the ground trembling after being frightened by the gunshots.

The drummers and laborers in several teams stared wide-eyed.

In the end, it was Xiao Yuehong who was caught by two big soldiers, struggling and screaming.

Yu Wenshan's lips trembled, his eyes were bloodshot red, his fists were clenched tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and a trace of blood dripped from his palm lines.

But in the end, it fell powerlessly.

Seeing Yu Wenshan's lowered head, the company commander put away the cannon with a laugh, turned around and walked towards the room where there were constant knocking on the door and shouting.

That night, the screaming and wailing in the house lasted until midnight.

That night, Yu Wenshan stood in the back house with his hands down all night.

Early the next morning, following the creak of the door, a slender figure walked to the yard as if he had lost his soul.

The original delicate makeup on her face has been spent like a clown, and her exposed skin is covered with bruises.

"Moon red!"

When everyone in the troupe, who hadn't slept all night, saw Xiao Yuehong coming out, they all surrounded her. Seeing her torn naked clothes, someone put a costume on her.

But Yu Wenshan in the yard didn't move, looking at the little junior sister whose face was full of tears and whose eyes had lost all vitality, he gasped heavily and let out imperceptible sobs.

Wearing a costume, Xiao Yuehong walked through the crowd full of distressed expressions, and walked towards the small door in the backyard with difficulty.

When passing by Wenshan, she stopped.

Crash.

Ding ding ding.

Several pieces of the ocean fell from her hands and hit the ground at the foot of Yu Wenshan.

"The reward given by the master's house, brother, you can take it."

At this point in the plot, there was silence in the comment area of the video.

"Sand sculptures, why don't you talk? You don't talk, I'm a little scared."

"Fuck! What kind of world is this?!"

"Hey, the evil old society. What the fuck, I feel like my heart is blocked by ten thousand little things."

"Hey, Xiao Yuehong, I remember when I was in high school, a history teacher once said a word when he told us about the Opium War. Compared with the old society, the biggest improvement in contemporary society is that citizens can control their destiny and protect themselves. The improvement in the amount of rights and interests. I didn't have any special feelings about this sentence before, but now... I feel that what the teacher said is true."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow , have food to eat, and not be despised by others. Seeing the thing I want to protect being insulted with my own eyes is probably more uncomfortable than being insulted in person!"

"Damn it, if the company commander doesn't die within five minutes, I'll go to jail!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

drop!

Received a negative applause value, 213472 points!

In the recording studio.

Li Shixin, who was looking at the comments with his mobile phone and waiting for Chang Shanshan to come to the appointment, frowned.

Uh, why is there a negative applause value?

Still so much?

I saw a piece of "green hat" and "hetui!" in the comments

Li Shixin frowned.

The old man is obviously giving benefits to you viewers, okay?

Who is the old man green?