Under Xue Yao’s arrangement, Xia Yitong entered the Beijing XX Theater. The first play was the role of Sifeng in the classic four-act play "Thunderstorm". She had watched this play three times before, and also when she was in school. After learning, knowing the classics does not mean that they are easy to perform. It is worthy of so many people to interpret it, which shows the excellence of the classics.

The university has queued dramas in class, but they are all small troubles, and the companions are also students of their same age. Both the level and the requirements are not the same as the present. This play has a ready-made script that has already been performed. The performance was successful. The current performance is only slightly modified on it. It is much easier than the new play that started rehearsing for half a year.

In the theater, the lighting, sound, stage art, setting and props, and the characters themselves, are all different forms of expression from the TV and movie. The drama with her are all young actors from the theater, and they are all the same during rehearsals. The words were round and clear, and his voice shook Xia Yitong's ears. She was a little shy in character, at first she yelled embarrassedly, but gradually let go under the urging of her peers.

"Don't use your throat, it's easy to chop your throat, and the voice is not good." The young man who played Lu Gui came over and said after hearing her full of emotions and impassioned words.

Xia Yitong found the source of the sound, hurriedly bowed slightly, and said, "Brother." She didn't know what she was called, so she picked a nice shout.

The young man smiled: "Don't be so dismissive, my name is Lu Yao."

Lu...the surname is Lu, and the surname Lu has a good heart, and they are so helpful. Xia Yitong feels a little closer to him, and said, "Senior Brother Lu, please give me some advice."

"I don't dare to give pointers." Lu Yao stretched out his hand, retracted before he met Xia Yitong, smiled again, pressed his dantian, and said, "Use this to pronounce it." As he said, he sang a few beautiful voices.

The baritone that made the scalp explode in an instant was very shocking.

Xia Yitong was quite familiar with this and blinked, "Why don't I practice bel canto?"

Lu Yao was speechless for a while, and smiled more openly: "Why are you so..."

"So what?"

"It's nothing," Lu Yao shook his head and said it was too frivolous. He raised his hand and greeted someone who came over. It was a girl, about the same age as Xia Yitong. Lu Yao said, "I'll teach her how to pronounce it. You touch her dantian to see if you are right. wrong."

Lu Yao was angry with Dantian and took the first act with her.

"Sifeng!" He gasped.

Xia Yitong looked at the script and didn't need to agree to this sentence. Lu Yao shouted again in annoyed voice: "Sifeng!"

Xia Yitong glanced at him: "Ho, it's really hot."

Lu Yao looked at her and said coldly, "Sifeng, have you heard?"

A trace of boredom flashed through Xia Yitong's eyes, and she said coldly: "Yes! Dad! What are you doing?"

The girl with his hand on Xia Yitong's abdomen shook her head. Lu Yao stopped and said, "I will say your words now, I will say one sentence, and you will follow it."

Xia Yitong nodded. She had studied music before, but singing and acting were not the same. She had to re-accept a new art.

Lu Yao: "The pubic fields are divided into three, mainly the middle pubic field and the lower pubic field..."

At the end of the day, Xia Yitong felt that he had basically mastered it, and that he had a basic musical foundation. After clicking on it, he did more with less. When he came back in the evening, he recited poems several times, and then went to practice the next day, and his voice was also very good.

The rehearsal may seem boring, but there are new experiences every day. Those little-understood things that have been neglected in the student days are like rocks at the bottom of the water, and gradually emerge as the tide recedes.

She feels that she has returned to her student life. The kind of mind that regards herself as a blank piece of paper and thirst for knowledge reappears on her after a long absence. It makes her refreshed almost every day and smiles with everyone she meets. A little bird greeted, said hello to every green leaf, and met again.

She took the initiative to ask Xue Yao to change her conditions, and refused to answer all the announcements, so she asked her to stay here quietly as a student.

She remembered what Lu Yinbing had said to her: "If you take a role, no professional skills can be completed in ten days and a half. The reason why stars are stars is because they are always fast and are chased by the waves. Run, have no patience, no perseverance, not willing to spend a year or even three months to study for a role. If you want to become an actor, you have to let go of the rhythm of being a star, let yourself slow down, learn, and go create."

So she slowed down, and she was more able to realize that the excellent actors of the previous generation concentrated on delving into the fun of a role, becoming a role, giving life to the role, and finally surpassing 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 could not help but clean up.

When the phone rang, I wondered what kind of monster it was.

After the ringing, she rang again, and she came back, and the caller ID was Lu Yinbing. She is currently filming "Adoptive Mother" in the northeast, and she has time to call her and ask, "What are you doing? Why don't you answer my call."

Xia Yitong was still a little confused, looking at the floor where the soles of his feet had been cleaned a lot, and honestly said: "I don't know what is going on during the first cleaning."

There were so many questions in Lu Yinbing's heart: "Don't you have an aunt at home, why do you have to clean it yourself? You changed your phone ringtone? Didn't it mean that jailbreak is troublesome?"

"no no."

"What isn't it?"

"You wait for me to be quiet for a while," Xia Yitong put down the phone, went to the bathroom to wash his face, and let out a sigh of relief. He dried his hands and picked up the phone, "Okay."

"what happened?"

"I'm in the play, it's Lu Sifeng cleaning up, not me. The phone is on the sofa, and I just didn't hear it." Xia Yitong touched his forehead and took two breaths in succession.

"Yo," Lu Yinbing said, "Yes, Teacher Xia."

Xia Yitong smiled: "Don't bury me, how are you, this role is okay, is there any mental depression?"

Lu Yinbing smiled and said, "Do you think my spirit is depressed? Quite OK."

Xia Yitong was not relieved, and said: "Let's open a video. Let me see."

When the video was opened, Lu Yinbing's complexion was really ruddy, but it was much better than Xia Yitong's face. Lu Yinbing chuckled and said, "Look at your face, you still worry about me. Why don't you worry about yourself? Be careful that my name is Mama Xue Tiantian I will give you Shiquan Da Tonic Soup."

Xia Yitong laughed again and watched the video: "I see, didn't I just wash my face? It will be fine after a while, besides, I am paler than you, and my face looks almost normal."

"Do you want some face back?" Lu Yinbing glared at her inside, "I used to say that I was completely red and my face was good."

"No more, how much is a pound worth of face?"

"You don't want to give it away for nothing."

"Nonsense, a lot of people want my face, yelling to my husband."

"Xia Yitong!"

"It's useless for them to call, your face is yours, and your body is yours." Xia Yitong said, "I won't leave a single cent."

"That's pretty much the same." Lu Yinbing hummed.

The two of them talked a basket of unnutritious words, reluctantly hung up, Xia Yitong went to the bathroom to take a bath, brushed Weibo easily, searched for the keyword Lu Yinbing, and popped up the latest big and small news about Lu Yinbing, the latest one. It was the crew turning on and pulling down. It was about returning to Beijing at the airport ten days ago. Lu Yinbing did not bring a person, wearing a mask and sunglasses, very low-key, leaving the terminal alone, and was squatting. There was a lot of entertainment in Barabara, Lu Yinbing directly slapped "No time, goodbye." Then she took off her sunglasses and looked back at each other with cold eyebrows. Finally, she caused a sensation and was escorted out by the airport security. NS.

Back then, Lu Yinbing made a fire, and finally Xia Yitong played a spirit of self-sacrifice and successfully calmed the petite Cat. Now when I think about it, I always feel that Lu Yinbing's fire is so false.

Now that the time has changed, it's boring to think about it. Xia Yitong bounced his fingers on the water, and the water splashed. Why don't you try to get angry next time?

"Thunderstorm" was rehearsed for two months and the official performance was on July 13.

It was the summer season, but that day was uncharacteristic. The temperature dropped sharply and the world was raining heavily. Xia Yitong rushed into the background with an umbrella to prepare before going to the stage. Looking at the heavy rain outside, I always felt my heart beat faster, like Something bad happened.

Before going on the field, she glanced at the phone, Lu Yinbing returned her a good morning message in the morning, and was determined.

This time she posted [I'm going on stage], and Lu Yinbing didn't reply. She must be filming at this time. She didn't think too much.

There was a thunderstorm outside, and there was also a thunderstorm in the house. The plot was wave after wave, and when the curtain was closed, it was full of applause.

In a four-act scene, 96 minutes, one and a half hours, Xia Yitong removed her makeup in the background, and a thunder was heard above her head. Xia Yitong's three souls dissipated, and she reflexively went to look at the mobile phone, and the WeChat was still quiet.

Her heart beat faster, and the blank sense of emptiness was nowhere to be resolved, so she had to take a few quick breaths to relieve her.

When Lu Yinbing was filming, he didn't contact her at a fixed time. When he was free and when he would return, there was never a 12-hour interval. The news at six in the morning until six in the evening did not reply.

Xia Yitong couldn't help but dialed.

"I'm sorry that the call you dialed is turned off..."

Xia Yitong called her assistant Xiaoxi who was with the group again, but Xiaoxi's phone was connected, but no one answered.

Call Xue Yao again, and the mechanical female voice exactly like Lu Yinbing came: "I'm sorry that the phone you dialed is turned off..."

The rain outside stopped, but the sky was still gloomy. Xia Yitong held the phone and stood still on the spot with his eyes down. The expression on his face was as gray as the sky here.

Lu Yinbing has a reason to turn off the phone. If the battery is out or something, it is normal for Xiaoxi to be busy and unable to answer the phone, but Xue Yao will never turn off the phone. Sometimes it may be impossible to get through because of a bad signal. But it will never shut down, the only possibility is on the plane, where does she fly?

With so many coincidences together, Xia Yitong had only one thought in her mind: something went wrong.

She forced herself to calm down, calm, calm.

Go **** calm down, she slammed what she could catch on the sofa, took her ID, grabbed the door, and went straight to the airport.