Because it is the first public performance in a small theater, they are basically invited insiders or senior drama fans. They belong to the invitation system and do not sell tickets publicly. The people's art has very strict requirements for each step of the works. If the public performance effect is not good, they will continue to Polish the works rather than push them out hastily for commercial interests.
Han Fei can only communicate with Ji Shaogang. After all, for the students who once participated in the "donkey gets water", this is definitely a moment that can't be missed.
Ji Shaogang reflected the situation to the leaders, and finally decided to temporarily add a row of seats in front of the first row and give them to Han Fei to show respect.
In this regard, Xu Yinluo and Su Ke'er were so excited that they almost didn't cry. Qin Ming and others also cheered. Even Han Fei, who didn't feel anything special, was also touched.
The first public performance was scheduled for new year's day. The college was on holiday. It happened that the first snow fell in the capital in January. Han Fei was still asleep and was awakened by a cool wind. When he opened his eyes, he was angry and scolded. Qin Ming opened the door to wake them up. The cold wind blew in and covered with a quilt.
It was not easy to get up from bed. Han Fei and his party came to the playground. There was already a vast expanse of white around. The snow layer was four inches thick, and the shoes creaked on it.
Before long, Jiang Qinghou and others came, and then Xu Yinluo and Su Ke'er, two sisters, were wearing thick down jackets. They looked simple and cute.
At first, I didn't know who childishly rubbed up the snowball and exploded from the first snowball. The whole scene was out of control. Han Fei got a hit on his head and fought back.
So a scuffle was inevitable, but soon, Han Fei found himself under attack. Indeed, only when he fought in a team could he find that his popularity was so bad.
"Lying in the trough, who put stones in the snowball?" a buddy suddenly covered his head and screamed and fell.
Then there was a dead silence around, and then a burst of fierce laughter broke out. Finally, the culprit scratched his head and said that it was not stone, but ice.
Tao Yuehua didn't know when she appeared on the playground. She was preparing to stop the childish behavior of these children. Suddenly, a snowball was on her face.
Han Fei's face is green and his back is really special. It's not easy to find a chance to fight back. As a result, Qin Ming's goods are big and have rich experience in small snowball fights. He dodges at once.
"No, the wind is blowing." Han Fei hurried away.
In the back, Tao Yuehua didn't care about any lady temperament or teacher image. She picked up a ball of snow from the ground and rubbed it in her hand.
"You have seed, don't run."
The first public performance of "donkey gets water" in the people's art is naturally to invite the leaders of Beijing film. Han Fei and they also happened to rub the car together. Han Fei on the CMB naturally became the focus. It should be said that this opportunity came from him.
The school leaders' evaluation of Han Fei is, of course, all kinds of affirmation. It's almost like saying that he is a three good student and a model worker. However, at the end of every compliment, they warn him: young people, don't put the cart before the horse, just play music, just play. Don't play with things and lose heart. If you have time, you should create more meaningful works like "donkey gets water".
Well, in their eyes, making music has become a waste of time, and they don't know if the leaders of Huaxia Conservatory of music would fight if they were in the car.
When they arrived at the people's Art Theater, the people's art staff who received them arranged everyone in the theater. At this time, many people were present in the theater. Han Fei and his party sat in the first row, which naturally attracted the attention of many people.
"Hey, old Han, we've earned a lot of face today. So many leaders have to rank behind us." Qin Ming whispered, with inexplicable pride in his tone.
Han Fei looked as like as two peas. The rest of the crowd were exactly alike.
Not long ago, the theater was filled with people of all colors, most of whom were well-dressed. In fact, most of those who liked to listen to drama were those who had artistic cultivation and had money and leisure. After all, Wenqing's disease was too extravagant for the poor.
Soon, the light of the theater gradually faded, and the curtain opened. What came into view was the familiar background wall, that is, the scene of the opening meeting of "donkey gets water".
However, compared with Han Fei's version, several people's art actors are more exquisite than them in terms of appearance and props. Ji Shaogang plays the role of President sun.
Whether in terms of lines, actions and looks, Ji Shaogang's performance is more vivid. It is worthy of being an actor polished in the people's art for so many years. It gives people the feeling that he is not acting, but that he is president sun himself, and some micro expressions are even more fascinating.
For example, when Sun Jia accused everyone of misappropriating the donkey's water salary and treating it as a person, President sun had an expression of "what do you know, little hairy child". With irony, Ji Shaogang didn't have a line, but everyone's eyes in the theater would unconsciously gather on him.
Han Fei was amazed at his ability to control the scene, and only looked up.
At the beginning, there were some laughter and whispers. Gradually, the whole theater fell into a dead silence. If it was a dead silence, ordinary people would think the play was a failure.
In fact, everyone understood it. There was an inexplicable emotion in his heart. He wanted to vent, but he couldn't vent.
It was not until the time of changing the scene and setting the background that the whole theater seemed to come alive. Everyone was discussing the plot with their relatives and friends.
"The play is so interesting that I just wanted to slap them."
"It's not. At first, I thought it was another main melody drama. As a result, the reversal behind almost broke my waist."
"It's worthy of being a new drama of the people's art. It's great. This black humor is used. If the later plot doesn't jump, I'll take my family to see it in the future."
President Jiang of Huadian said to the people's art leaders around him, "in fact, I've seen this play once before, and I've always been very impressed. I didn't expect to see it again today."
The people's art leader smiled: "don't tell me, this script is really interesting. Before, I thought Ji Shaogang was joking about the work of a freshman..... After reading the script, I realized that there are geniuses in the world. Headmaster Wu, I heard that the child named Han Fei came this time?"
When President Wu heard this, his face tilted with laughter, but his mouth said sadly: "Hey, it's right there. Yes, wearing a fan colored down jacket. Alas, the child is a bit of a genius. He's too wild and not down-to-earth. He also made a documentary with people. He also made a film during the summer vacation. At the China song list award ceremony a few days ago, the boy was stunned and won the best lyrics and Composition Award. My heart is broken."
President Jiang Huadian's nose was crooked after hearing this. At first he thought the goods were ready to be modest. After making trouble for a long time, he changed his way to praise his teaching and guidance? I bah, is this your credit? If I have such a good student under my hand... I really envy it!
But the people's art leaders really attached great importance to it: "well, it's natural to be versatile, but I still have to sink down in order to keep improving. I'm still optimistic about this child. I have to ask President Wu to remind me that this music is not professional after all. It's better to sink down and write a script or something at that time, don't you think so?"
"Yes, you are."
Han Fei doesn't know yet. In such a short time, he has been labeled as not doing business by several bosses.