Regal starts in Spain

Chapter 231 is considered a success.

After Mo Yusheng and Liao Wen studied the internal lines for a while, they started rehearsing again.

Cao Wei walked in without disturbing them, and watched very quietly.

The accents of both are online.

Emotions are also more intense.

Not as dull as before.

But Cao Wei personally feels that this is not up to the standard for being on stage.

After all, for every troupe, this first performance is very important.

If you sing well, you will have a bright future ahead.

But if you can't sing well, let alone your future.

Let's all wash up and go to sleep.

...Soon, the two finished singing again.

Mo Yusheng ran to Cao Wei excitedly: "Team leader, how are you doing? Have we made any progress?"

Cao Wei nodded: "There has been progress, but there is still room for improvement."

After finishing speaking, Cao Wei pressed a few videos.

Because there are no major dramatists born in these years.

So Cao Wei found a few very old videos, all in black and white, and started playing them for the two of them.

These opera masters have completely integrated into the play no matter in expression or body movements.

Even Cao Wei admired it after seeing it.

After reading it, Mo Yusheng and Liao Wen felt enlightened.

At the same time, he made up his mind and preached to Cao Wei: "Leader, please cancel tonight's performance, we don't even have the qualifications to be noticed in this state."

Cao Wei nodded in satisfaction.

Originally, I also wanted to cancel the show.

But everyone may have forgotten that Cao Wei can also sing.

So Cao Wei decided to play in person tonight.

Play the overlord by yourself.

Mo Yu was born to play Concubine Yu.

Liao Wen lost his role though.

But he didn't look unhappy, on the contrary, he really wanted to learn something from Cao Wei.

Afterwards, Cao Wei and Mo Yusheng exchanged their lines.

The progress is very fast.

Today is Wednesday, and the Wangcai store is still closed, so Cao Wei and Mo Yusheng have been rehearsing.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, I put on makeup, brought tools with everyone, and set off for the Mayol neighborhood.

There are two shops in the mayol block that are closed today.

But there is still a lot of traffic.

Cao Wei and everyone in the troupe got out of the van.

He ran to the open space and set up a platform.

Passers-by were very curious about Mo Yusheng and the others.

Because they dress weirdly.

Many foreigners have never seen it before, so they come to watch in groups.

"What do these people do? The clothes they wear are so strange?" asked a foreigner.

A guy from country C explained: "This is a costume, one of the quintessence of our oriental culture, but it's a pity that it has gradually declined over the years, and few people can understand it."

"So that's how it is." The foreigner understood, picked up the camera out of curiosity and started taking pictures.

Soon, the stage was set up.

The task of hosting the event was given to Liao Wen.

Under Liao Wen's endless bragging, the crowd below became interested.

Then the show started soon.

Mo Yusheng was the first to enter.

The appearance was not amazing, and the people in the audience lost interest in an instant when they saw it.

But in the next second, the moment Cao Wei appeared on the stage.

It's time to shine.

As soon as the lines are sung.

Everyone present, including foreigners who couldn't understand, seemed to be dragged into the world of opera, and returned to the military tent where the overlord was about to end in the late Qin Dynasty.

"Omg, my god, what did I see?" A foreigner put down his camera and said with emotion.

Other young people who didn't like to watch dramas were even more angry. Seeing Cao Wei playing the Overlord, they felt like kneeling under the Overlord's arrogance and becoming his subordinates to fight in the battlefield.

…half an hour passed.

Farewell My Concubine ended.

The spectators could not hold back their tears.

One generation of overlords and one generation of concubines, the lovers of heaven and earth have nowhere to go.

"It's too tragic. Overlord and Concubine Yu obviously love each other so much, but why can't they live a good life?"

"Stop talking, my knee hurts so much, show me kneeling in this scene."

"I didn't expect opera to be so good-looking. It's much better than American blockbusters."

"Ahhh... Overlord, it's because his subordinates are incompetent and failed to protect you."

...wolves howled in the audience.

Cao Wei and Mo Yusheng stepped down to remove their makeup.

Liao Wen came to power again.

"Everyone, today's performance is over here. If you support the opera culture of country C and the development of our troupe, please donate the small money in your hands."

The crowd in the audience began to throw money out of their pockets very unceremoniously.

The stage was soon full of money.

There was only one middle-aged man who squeezed out from the crowd, walked to the edge of the stage, and handed over a hundred euro banknote with his own hands.

Liao Wen walked over, clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to the middle-aged man, said "thank you" and took the money.

The middle-aged man said: "Your opera troupe sings well, but don't give up opera."

"I will definitely live up to you." Liao Wen said.

The audience in the audience seemed to realize something.

They stopped throwing money, lined up one by one, and put the money on the table in front of Liao Wen.

Liao Wen was a little moved when he saw it.

Think back to when I was a troupe.

I sang hard for hours.

There was no one in the audience, singing to the gods, and the singing ghosts and gods listened to the last scene.

But today, this is the first time that I can see so many spectators who respect themselves and opera culture in the audience.

"Thank you." Liao Wen's eyes were rosy, and he bowed deeply to everyone.

soon.

The people who donated money dispersed.

People from the troupe began to take money on stage.

After tidying up, he came to the backstage.

Dump all coins on a table and start counting.

Mo Yusheng was very excited.

The play was clearly a success.

But Liao Wen returned to the backstage with a serious expression on his face.

As an insider, Mo Yusheng didn't understand that scene.

But Liao Wen was an onlooker, and it was clear that that scene was basically Cao Wei's highlight.

Let the audience even forget that there is still the role of Yu Ji.

"Leader, I feel ashamed." Liao Wen walked in front of Cao Wei and knelt down on one knee.

Cao Wei quickly helped him up: "A man kneels to the sky and kneels to his parents, and he cannot kneel down easily for others."

"No, this kneeling is correct. You are the reborn parent of our theater troupe. Without you, there would be no way there would be so many audiences, nor would there be so many rewards." Liao Wen said loudly.

The others woke up after listening.

Cao Wei sang the scene just now so wonderfully that they forgot that they were also involved in it.

"Thank you class leader for the meal." Everyone knelt down on one knee.

Cao Wei is a low-key person.

I usually don't like the red tape.

He shouted with some anger: "What are you doing? Do you still have a little literati's pride? I will be angry if I don't get up again."

Mo Yusheng and Liao Wen looked at each other.

Stand up together.

"Master, I suggest that we perform one show every week in the future, and the extra time can also give us experience and ponder the plot of the characters in the play." Liao Wen suggested.

(End of this chapter)