Pei Yanzhi was the 'actor' of this theater. On the square stage, one could only see his soft sleeves and graceful Kun accent. Under the cheers of the crowd, he played the role of Li Xiangjun, who dared to love and hate and did not hesitate to dye peach blossoms with blood.”
"However, the country is broken and the mountains and rivers are scattered.”
" Soon, the flames of war spread to this point. The Japanese surrounded the county and came to the theater to request for them to perform alone to console all the Japanese soldiers. They also named Pei Yanzhi to appear. If they dared to refuse, they would burn the entire theater and even the county. Everyone would not be able to escape death.”
Pei Yanzhi smiled and did not refuse. He turned around and sat in front of the dressing table to draw his eyebrows. It was night, and the small county town was silent. The theater was brightly lit, and the Japanese were sitting under the stage, drinking wine and eating meat, laughing and laughing. The gongs and drums sounded, and the curtains were pulled open. The show began.”
"The song on stage is about love that comes from nowhere and is deeply devoted. Beneath the stage were wolves, tigers, leopards, and evil spirits. As the drumbeats became more urgent, the singing became more and more sorrowful. The wolves below the stage seemed to be stunned. At this moment,"Lee Xiangjun" on the stage shouted,"Light the fire!"”
"Until the enemy realized that the fire had already spread. They wanted to escape, but they found that the door had already been blocked. The entire theater had been splashed with oil without them knowing.”
"The show on stage is still singing."I once saw orioles singing in the Jade Hall of Jinling, and flowers blooming early in the waterside pavilion on the Qin River. Who knew that the ice would melt easily? She watched as he built the Vermilion Tower, watched as he entertained his guests, and watched as his tower collapsed. I once slept in a romantic sleep and watched the rise and fall of fifty years…"
"The building has collapsed, but the show is not over."
Jiang Feng did not tell a long story.
However, as Jiang Feng spoke slowly, the audience in the live stream had already gotten into character.
They seemed to see the actress who risked her life to repay her country with her body.
"Is this really a fictional story? Why does it feel so real?”
"Yes, just this story alone has already made my eyes red.”
"It is precisely because of the sacrifices of these seniors that we have today's peace and quiet.”
"Who said actors are heartless? In front of their home country, they were also willing to pay and sacrifice themselves.”
"Tears, this is the spirit of our ancestors. Even the lowest performers at that time were willing to sacrifice their lives for their country.”
Jiang Feng's story caused the netizens in the live stream to start discussing.
They had thought that Jiang Feng would tell a story about love.
He did not expect Jiang Feng to tell a story about an actor sacrificing his life for his country.
They could not help but exclaim that Jiang Feng's scale had expanded.
" This is indeed a story that makes people cry. No, it's not even a story. It's history.”
"It's a 'history' worth remembering.”
Sister Zhou sighed after hearing the story.
It had to be said that Sister Zhou's three views were quite correct.
There was no ridicule in this kind of national sentiment. Instead, his expression was very serious.
After all, wasn't the current host just like the former actress?
However, he used to perform in reality, but now he was performing on the Internet.
If she were in Pei Yanzhi's shoes, would she do that?
She didn't know. After all, the current society was a peaceful society that had been exchanged for by the ancestors.
...
Imperial Capital Academy of Drama.
"Brother Feng, you're really something. I didn't expect you to tell a story about our opera ancestors sacrificing their lives for the country.”
"I'm looking forward to Brother Feng's old-fashioned songs more and more.”
Ah Long clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.
At this moment, he had changed the way he addressed Jiang Feng from Jiang Feng to Brother Feng. It was obvious that he had already acknowledged Jiang Feng in his heart.
"Lower your voice, I'm sleeping."
Brother Tiger reminded.
"Okay, okay, Brother Tiger."
Ah Long also realized that he had lost his composure and hurriedly apologized.
However, his face was still filled with excitement and joy.
......
While everyone was still immersed in Jiang Feng's story.
Jiang Feng played the guitar and spoke slowly.
"An ancient opera song,'Red Lee', for everyone.”
"The show turns, the sleeves rise and fall."
"Sing of joys and sorrows, sing of separation and reunion, it has nothing to do with me."
"The fan opens and closes, and the gongs and drums sound silently."
"Who is to say that the relationship between the two is a joke?”
As soon as Jiang Feng opened his mouth, he portrayed the image of an actor dancing on stage and singing.
To put it simply, everyone had this image in their hearts.
It was a pink and jade-carved pavilion. The audience was full of officials, officials from the city, and peddlers.
There were also warlords sitting in the front row.
But there were even more Japanese in neat uniforms.
They invaded this country, but they still wanted to tarnish the culture of this country.
He watched as the actors on stage sang and danced with all their might.
They sat on the chairs and gently patted the hands that had killed countless innocent people.
Even though he was using gloves to cover it, it could not hide the stench.
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