Chapter 583 There is a problem with your bringing-in angle! (First more)

  Compared to the first act, the amount of comments on the latest update of the video is obviously more active.

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

  However, the content of the comments is mostly about Chang Shanshan.

  Li Shixin is a person who has just entered the entertainment circle after all. Li Shixin is obviously not as good as Chang Shanshan in terms of fame—even if it is infamy.

  Obviously, this person has been in the industry for nearly a decade and has appeared in more than 30 film and television works, but there has never been an actress who can get a good role, and he is not very popular with Lee Shixin’s fans.

  As soon as she saw the appearance of Xiaoyuehong played by Chang Shanshan in the second act, the audience turned on the Tucao mode;

"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 less than 30 million yuan, and no drama has reached the top ten ratings in the same period. What is the strength of the show? !"

   "Fucking trough, it seems that this is really the case. This product is simply a viewing poison, and this wave of Lord Xin is estimated to be overwhelming."

  "Didn’t it say that "Ling" was invested by Xinye Studio? How come I got Kousanshan poisonous milk when I grew old!"

"Puff, I paid attention to Lord Xin at first because this old man kept telling all kinds of touching stories in a very down-to-earth manner and superb acting skills. I am used to the unpretentiousness of Xin Ye's works, and I am accustomed to Lord Xin. There are no big celebrities in the work, but every actor and every role has a serious and rigorous style. Suddenly the topic of Chang Shanshan appears as a traffic star, and it feels weird."

   "Yes, it's like a crispy, tender, oily but not greasy sweet and sour fish with a stinky salted fish."

   "Upstairs, do you compare your metaphor to a primary school?"

   "No, Xiao Xiao wouldn't be like that. She would not dislike a stinky salted fish!"

"As long as I see Chang Shanshan, the hostess in countless Qing palace braids, the image of the vase in the urban emotional drama, she rushes towards her debut, and she feels that she is acting in an instant. It flashed, you guys have fun, I'm going Calm down by eating shit."

  Obviously, everyone does not approve of the role selection of "Ling" and Chang Shanshan's acting skills.

  In the midst of the torrential comments, the plot has moved on to the “blessings” part of the second act;

  "How can I keep the water flowing? I will teach this "Mulan Ci" leisurely to Huanlang. That Mulan is always weaving and melancholy, and it is only red makeup for living in troubled times."

"it is good!"

  The decoration is red and festive, and there is a back house with a big red birthday in front of the hall.

  Cui Yingying dressed as Xiaoyuehong on stage came down for a while, and attracted a group of female family members to cheer loudly.

  Looking at the rare happiness in the back house, the old lady of birthday star who will be sitting in the grand teacher's chair is also happy from ear to ear.

   Just as the old lady and others were talking about Cui Yingying and Matchmaker on the stage, the sound of riding boots came from far and near.

   "Mother! My son is back late! I wish my mother a blessing as deep as the East Sea, and a longevity than Nanshan!"

   "It's not too late, it's not too late!" Hearing her son's voice, the old lady got up from her chair happily. Seeing a son in a straight military uniform, she greeted her on tiptoe.

  At this time, the "West Chamber" on stage is singing to the third stage "Reward Rhyme".

  On the stage, Xiaoyuehong, dressed in Tsing Yi, was holding three fragrant pigs and bowed down quietly.

   "The desolate Xiaosi Temple will be late in spring, Luo Liao is lightly floating and the moon is cold. Hong'er helps me to turn around, and Baoxiang three petals wish peace."

   "A stick of incense."

   "A stick of incense, I wish my father in vain to ascend to the heavens early."

   "Two incense sticks."

   "Second incense, I wish my mother Kangning will never be disaster."

  The mellow and long drama has attracted the company commander's eyes when he returned home overnight to celebrate his mother's birthday.

  Looking at the slender figure who was in front of the old lady Yingying, Qiu Ba, who was in his forties, his eyes brightened.

   "It's a bit of a meaning, it's a bit of a meaning." Ignoring the old mother who came up to greet her, the company commander smiled and pointed to the stage.

   "Who hired the theater troupe?"

   "Your old uncle was looking for it. He said it was lively and lively."

   "How many days do you sing?"

   "Sing for three days, the third day today, after a while, I will withdraw."

   "My mother has a big birthday, how can I sing for three days? Call their class leader!"

  Behind the scenes, Yu Wenshan, who was busy living, was brought to the company commander by two big-headed soldiers who were laughing and winking.

   "Master, do you have an order?"

  It’s been a long time since Yihequan’s troubles. Years of hard work have left Yu Wenshan’s face with a few more vicissitudes, and his hair has also been dyed with some wind and frost.

  Seeing the man in the main house, he hunched forward and made a bee.

  "You are a good troupe, and my mother is happy for her birthday, so she should be rewarded."

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

  Walking north and south over the years, I have encountered any kind of master. After listening to the play, he just picked something wrong and paid less, or simply went wrong with the bill. He had also experienced it.

  Now seeing the master’s satisfaction, he bowed again and again and invited the actors who had finished singing to thank them.

Thanks for the reward, holding a few pieces of ocean, the wrinkles on Yu Wenshan's face are piled up with flowers-the team hasn't had a big job for a long time, and with this money, a dozen people in the team will have rice next month. There is no shortage of food.

   "Thank you Erye, for that, I will finish singing the West Chamber in a while, and we will work harder to give you a "Xifenghou". I wish Erye a bright future and make progress!"

   Hearing Yu Wenshan’s courtesy, the company commander laughed, but his gaze passed directly over him, and glanced at Xiaoyuehong who was standing beside Qiaoshengsheng.

"No, the future of the uncle depends on you to sing, which is infinite. It has to be piled up by the head. I don't mean to give you money. I didn't hear enough about the incident just now. I will trouble you. I will sing for another day. ."

   "Yo!"

Hearing that the host's house is about to resume, Yu Wenshan raised his head in surprise, "Then dare to love, then the second master, I will arrange the play for you. Our family class will sing too many plays, the old lady and you satisfaction."

   "Forget it. You sang for three days, but it was hard work."

  Speaking of this, the company commander's gaze staring at Xiaoyuehong became ambiguous, and he stretched out his finger.

   "Leave her and it will be done, I will love to listen to the paragraph just now, these seven days, let her sing to my master."

  The surprise expressions of everyone in the troupe froze.

  Yu Wenshan was the first to react, and a handful of Xiao Yuehong, who was still in shock and pale in appearance, dragged her behind to defend her tightly, blocking her and the company commander.

   "Second Lord, this is not possible, this is not in line with our theatrical troupe's rules!"

Snapped!

   Before he finished speaking, a loud slap greeted him on the face.

  "Fuck your grandma's rules! Don't **** fathers who haven't read a book, you don't know anything, you guys who sing, all men are **** rabbits, it's not a rule for me to sleep with a woman?"

brush!

   Click!

  With the sound of mechanical friction, a black hole of iron pipe hit Yu Wenshan’s ear.

   Immediately, a big face leaned in front of him.

   "Did you see it? It's the **** rule! Take that little lady into my room! Be careful, don't give the **** makeup all over, I'll just like this one today!"

  "Guaranteed not to spend! If you want to spend, you must let the company commander spend it himself."

   Following the command of the company commander, the two big soldiers threw their feet to the ground at Wenshan and pulled Xiaoyuehong's arms.

   "Brother!"

  While struggling, Xiaoyuehong screamed at Yu Wenshan.

   "Man, I'm fighting with you!" In the troupe, an old musician threw his hat to the ground and rushed up.

Snapped!

  A gunshot resounded through the back house.

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

"My mother is over her birthday, I don't want to be unlucky. Whoever the **** refuses to accept, I won't kick my legs. Come, circle me, and not let them go! Who is not honest, just broke me !"

"Yes!"

  The story ends here, and the camera gives Yu Wenshan a close-up.

  Then, the lens moved in the scene following his gaze.

  A few Hanyang-made branches in front of you.

  The musician who kept groaning on the ground clutching the blood hole in his leg.

  A dozen apprentices in the troupe were lying on the ground shivering and scared by gunshots.

  The drummers and labors in several teams were full of anger.

  Finally, it was Xiaoyuehong who was held by two big soldiers, struggling and screaming.

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

   But in the end, it hung weakly.

  Looking at Yu Wenshan's lowered head, the company commander laughed and put away the box cannon, turned and walked towards the room where there were constant slaps and screams.

  This night, the screaming and wailing in the house continued until midnight.

  This night, Yu Wenshan stood there with his hands hanging down in the back house.

  Early the next morning, with the creak of the door, a slender figure walked to the front of the yard as if it had lost its soul.

  The exquisite makeup on her face has already been worn like a clown, and her bare skin is full of bruises.

   "Moon Red!"

  The troupe who hadn't slept all night saw Xiaoyuehong come out, and they all surrounded him. Seeing her torn uncovered clothes, someone put a costume on her.

  But Yu Wenshan in the yard did not move. He looked at the tears on his face and a pair of eyes that lost all his glamour. He gasped for breath, and made waves of imperceptible sobbing.

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

When the road passed Wenshan's side, she stopped.

  Wow!

  Ding Ding Ding

  Several oceans fell from her hand and hit the land at the foot of Yuwen Mountain.

  "The reward from the master's house, brother, please keep it."

  The plot is here, and there is silence in the comment area of ​​the video.

   "Sand sculptures, why don't you speak? If you don't speak, I'm a little scared"

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

   "Hey, the evil old society. How am I, I feel like my heart is blocked by ten thousand little ones."

"Hey, Xiaoyuehong, I remember when I was in high school, a history teacher 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. Progress 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."

"Ouuuu, Xiaoyuehong cried to death. But the most distressed is Yu Wenshan. The close-up shows that I wanted to smash the computer! The old class master entrusted the married class to him in order to allow a group of young apprentices to survive. , There is food to eat, and no one is inferior. Watching the things that I want to protect is insulted, I am afraid it is more uncomfortable than receiving the insults in person!"

   "Damn, this company commander won't die within five minutes, so I will go to the Xinye!"

   "Ahhhhhhhhhh! I stunted this company commander first!"

  Drops!

  Received negative cheers value, 213472 points!

  In the recording studio.

  Li Shixin frowned while looking at the comments with her mobile phone, waiting for Chang Shanshan to come over for the appointment.

  Uh, why did you give out negative cheers?

   still so many?

  See the "green hat" "hetui!" in the comments

  Li Shixin frowned.

  The old man is obviously giving benefits to your audience, okay?

  Old man who is green?

  Under normal circumstances, when watching this kind of plot, shouldn’t you be the company commander?

  What is the situation of this group of netizens?

  In the old man’s doubts, the second half of the second act begins.

  (End of this chapter)