The literary era since 1979

Chapter 236 Looking Up at the North Star

The People's Art Theatre originally planned to last the performance of Shang Yang for half a month, but the audience's enthusiasm was too high.

In order to meet the urgent needs of the people, the National Theatre of China had to announce to the outside world that the performance time would be extended to one month.

Moreover, the script of "Shang Yang" was authorized to China Youth Art Theater, Shanghai People's Art Theater and other drama theaters across the country, so that drama fans across the country can enjoy the "east wind" of the Qin Dynasty.

Once these measures were published in newspapers, they finally eased the anxious waiting of the majority of drama fans, but tickets were still hard to come by.

There is a long queue outside the ticket office every day. Many audiences even bring small stools and wait in line all night in front of the People's Art Theater just to buy tickets.

Fang Yan got the tickets for Zhang Shouren, Tian Zengxiang and others, but it was not for nothing. He gave Yu Shizhi and others an idea.

Cooperate with the Central Radio Station or the Yenching Radio Station to adapt the play "Shang Yang" and record it into a radio drama.

Let people all over the country listen to the original version of "Shang Yang" by the People's Art Theatre, thereby expanding the influence of drama and the People's Art Theatre.

Yu Shizhi and other leaders of the Art Institute discussed it and readily agreed.

As a reward for this idea, Fangyan got a few more tickets and simply called a group of people to go to the People's Art Theatre to watch a play on Sunday.

We arrived early, just after 8 o'clock.

There are still 20 minutes before ticket checking.

“Selling sweet potatoes!”

The old man who was roasting sweet potatoes shouted loudly, and the fragrant aroma of roasted sweet potatoes spread far into the noses of passers-by and penetrated into their chests, gradually arousing their appetite.

Yang Xia and Fang Hong held Fang Yan's hands, and the three of them went to a roadside stall to buy some peanuts and sweet potatoes and drink a bowl of herbal tea to quench their thirst.

Fang Yan stood at the door, waiting for Su Ya, Bai Ruoxue and the others. At this moment, a young man with a rat-like face came towards him.

"Hey buddy, you want a ticket?"

"What ticket?"

Fangyan looked at the face and was stunned for a moment.

The young man came over and whispered, "Tickets for Shang Yang."

"Hey, you got this?"

Fang Yan said: "Didn't you say that it's hard to get tickets now?"

"That depends on who does it. I can get it!"

The young man carefully took out a stack of tickets from his pocket. There were tickets for today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. In total, there were more than a dozen tickets.

Fang Yan smiled and asked, "What are the prices?"

"That depends on which seat you want!"

The young man grinned, revealing a row of big front teeth. "Look, the seats are in different locations, so the prices are naturally different. Tickets for the first few rows are 25 yuan each, and the second floor is about the same as the front rows. The prices for the seats further back are cheaper, 10 yuan, 5 yuan, 3 yuan..."

Fang Yan chuckled and said, "You're exaggerating. The cheapest ticket at the People's Art Theatre is 6 cents, but here you start at 3 yuan."

"Hey, these are tickets for Shang Yang!"

"This play was written by Mr. Wan based on Teacher Fang's novel. Mr. Wan, you know him! He's the famous Wan Jiabao!"

"Teacher Fang, do you know this famous dialect?"

Listening to the young man bragging about Wan Jiabao and Fangyan without any control, Han Yuemin smiled without saying anything and looked at Fangyan.

The young man boasted, "Tell me, for such a writer, such a screenwriter, such an actor, and such a work, I only charge you three dollars for a ticket. Is that expensive?"

“Not expensive!”

Fang Yan suppressed his smile and nodded, "If I were you, I would probably sell it for 5 yuan."

The young man said happily, "How about two?"

"But unfortunately, I can't use it."

Fangyan took out eight tickets from his pocket and shook them.

So he is also a ticket scalper!
The young man held the mentality of "competitors are enemies" and cursed in his heart. If it weren't for Han Yuemin standing next to him, he would have been no match for four hands with two fists, otherwise he would have taught him a lesson.

But now, he, who "followed his heart", glared fiercely, and then continued to solicit customers, sneaking and furtive.

Looking at his figure, Fang Yan couldn't help but laugh.

No wonder Wang Shuo is praised so highly.

Feng Xiaogang is really good at talking!
His business was not going well. When he saw that the ticket checking had already begun and he still had two back-row tickets that had not been sold, he immediately became anxious. Is it so difficult to start a side job to earn some money?
With a quick glance, I saw Fangyan distributing the tickets to a bunch of women. I was furious. Not only was he wasting my time and energy, but he was also stealing my business and making it impossible for me to sell the tickets.

Isn’t this bullying honest people?

In a rage, he rushed up to him and was about to argue with him, then he saw Fang Yan and Bai Ruoxue and the others chatting and laughing as they entered the People's Art Theatre.

"Iwako, this one is yours."

Moreover, he also greeted Zuo Juhen, the doorman.

"Teacher Fang, you are here!"

Looking at that young and handsome face, Feng Xiaogang was stunned, "Teacher Fang... Fang, Fangyan? He is Fangyan!?"

My heart skipped a beat. Did I look up and see the North Star?
Then he slapped his face. Ouch, it hurts!
…………

"Wind! Wind!"

"East wind! East wind!"

After more than three hours, the drama came to an end.

One performance after another has allowed the actors to constantly train. As they work together, they become more and more adept at cooperating with each other. The acting skills of Jiang Wen, Zhu Lin and others have also improved a lot.

"Clap clap clap."

While clapping, Fang Yan said to Han Yuemin, "Brother-in-law, please take mom back first. I have something else to do."

Seeing Han Yuemin readily agreed, Fang Yan said, "Hey, brother, it's too unsafe for four people to ride in one car. How about letting mom and sister take brother-in-law's car home, and I'll take yours?"

"to make!"

Fang Yan narrowed his eyes and said goodbye to Su Ya and others.

When it was Bai Ruoxue's turn, I specifically confirmed with her the time to learn foreign languages, as she was needed for the translation work of "Saving Private Ryan".

"Sister Ruoxue, goodbye!"

Fang Yan watched Bai Ruoxue and the others leave the venue.

Fangyan rolled his eyes at the younger sister, knowing very well that the reason she stayed was to follow him to see the actors in "Shang Yang".

"Brother, how did you figure that out?"

Fang Yan grinned.

"You can't even tell. I'm still your brother!"

Fang Yan said: "You can come with me, but you are not allowed to do anything stupid."

Fang Yan said solemnly: "No problem, I promise!"

Then, the two came to the dressing room and knocked on the door.

"Teacher Fang!"

When everyone saw that Fang Yan kept his promise and really came to visit the set again, they felt satisfied and surprised, and they all greeted him.

Fang Yan looked around. Except for Chen Daoming who went back to Xiangnan to continue filming That Mountain, That Man, That Dog, all the other young actors were there. "This is my sister, Fang Yan."

After his introduction, Fang Yan greeted the actors politely with honey on her lips, her eyes constantly moving among the crowd.

His gaze finally fell on "Ying Yingyu".

"Hey, Sister Zhu Lin, what's wrong with your eyes?"

"what?"

Zhu Lin was currently holding a hot water bottle and applying it to his swollen eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and there were traces of tears at the corners of his eyes.

Song Dandan felt sorry for her best friend and explained that Zhu Lin had too many crying scenes, and she cried hard and hard in every scene.

After a performance, my eyes will be red and swollen. After each curtain call, I have to apply hot compress and massage to try to reduce the swelling quickly.

“This is quite harmful to the eyes.”

Fangyan frowned.

"That's right, Teacher Fang!"

Song Dandan sighed: "The play Shang Yang is performed once in the morning and once in the evening. If Lin'er cries like this, she will cry for a month and her eyes will go blind..."

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Zhu Lin applied a hot water bag to his eyes and said that he had also prepared anti-inflammatory eye drops for himself.

Jiang Wen said: "If you ask me, you should just use some eye drops to treat it and give your eyes a break."

"This is not okay!"

Zhu Lu said firmly: "Once you are on stage, you must respect the stage and the audience. You must not fool the audience!"

Fang Yan laughed and said, "You have finally gotten into the groove of the People's Art Theatre."

"Teacher Lan and the others said the same thing."

Bao Guoan said that Lan Tianye and others felt regretful that they had let Emei Factory snatch away such a good talent as Zhu Lin.

Fang Yan said: "I'm afraid it's not the People's Art Theatre's turn. If it weren't for the Emei Studio getting there first, she would have been in the hands of the Guixi Studio by now."

"Teacher Fang, you are too kind."

Zhu Lin blushed and said that he was still far from getting into the groove.

According to what Fangyan taught me, I can now only achieve the point where I can shed tears at any time, but I still cannot control the number and order in which the tears fall.

"It's really great that you can achieve this level in just two or three months."

Fangyan praised.

When Zhu Lin heard that he decided to recommend her to play the role of Ying Yingyu in the movie "The Great Qin Splitting", he was very excited:
"Thank you, Teacher Fang!"

"No need to thank me, you earned this through your own hard work." Fang Yan looked at her swollen eyes and asked, "Are you still going to perform tonight?"

"Ah."

"Don't force yourself. If it doesn't work, let the substitute Wang Ji do it for you."

"Teacher Fang, I'm really fine. The drama is bigger than the sky!"

"Okay, the show is bigger than the sky, I look like a star now!"

Fangyan raised his eyebrows.

Zhu Lin looked at each other and smiled brightly.

Fang Yan stared at her and said, "It's not enough to just apply hot compress like this. It's better to apply hot and cold compress alternately for the best effect."

Zhu Lin said embarrassedly that he didn't know where to get ice.

"The entrance to the ice cellar outside Deshengmen used to be used for this, but it's a pity it's gone now."

Jiang Wen was helpless. "It would be nice if we could have a refrigerator or freezer."

Fang Yan noticed the look the little sister gave him and smiled, "We've been chatting for so long, are you thirsty? I'll buy you some soda."

Jiang Wen smiled: "Really, Teacher Fang?!"

"You performed so hard, let this be a reward for you." Fang Yan nodded slightly.

After all, every time the National Theatre of China performs Shang Yang, the original author can receive a small sum of money.

"Thank you, Teacher Fang!"

Everyone was very happy and quickened the pace of removing their makeup.

When we came out, a group of loyal drama fans, or early fans, were still gathered at the entrance of the People's Art Theatre.

When I see actors coming out on horseback, I will shout their names loudly, or the names of their characters.

The actors would happily agree to this and at the same time remind them to go home early for dinner.

Zhu Lin was also surrounded by this group of enthusiastic fans. He finally managed to break free and squeeze out of the crowd with Song Dandan.

“The crowds were just so crazy.”

Song Dandan exhaled, "Hey, Lin'er, why did Teacher Fang bring a towel with him?"

At this moment, Fang Yan ran over, holding two bottles of iced Arctic Ocean in her right hand.

"Sister Zhu Lin, Sister Dan Dan!"

"Thank you Swallow."

Song Dandan saw her left hand and asked in surprise: "What's in this towel?"

"It's ice!"

Fang Yan grinned and said, "Sister Zhu Lin, please apply it quickly."

Zhu Lin looked at the bulging and dripping ice towel and asked, "Where did this ice come from?"

"My brother got it from the stall!"

Fang Yan pointed.

Zhu Lin looked in the direction of the finger and saw Fang Yan, Jiang Wen and others standing in front of the beverage stand, talking and laughing.

There was a large block of ice on the stall. The old man put the soda on the ice to chill it, and sold it with a hand wheel.

"My brother said, if it's not enough, there's more."

Fang Yan said: "My brother also said that if you need ice cubes in the future, Sister Zhu Lin, you can go to that old man and buy a bottle of Beibingyang."

"That's a good idea!"

Seeing her best friend in a daze, Song Dandan quickly took the towel and gently touched the corner of her eyes.

"Hi~"

The cold feeling brought Zhu Lin back to his senses immediately.

Without bothering to take the towel, he went to look for Fangyan first, scanned around, and finally found him in the crowd.

Fangyan was also looking at her, with a smile on his face, raising the Arctic Ocean in his hand, as if to say "cheers".

Zhu Lin subconsciously raised it as well, and took a sip with a complicated look. It tasted cool at the beginning and warm at the heart.

(End of this chapter)