A good night's sleep.
The next day.
The wind was warm and the sun was bright.
Such good weather, smelling the fresh air and the faint fragrance of plants, made people feel especially comfortable when they woke up early in the morning.
She cleaned up and ate breakfast.
Tan Miaomiao and Du Sansheng immediately went to the Capital City opera theater to rehearse in the morning.
It was a tradition passed down from the older generation.
They were in awe of the stage.
They were in awe of the audience.
Respect for art.
He revered himself.
As long as they hadn't gone on stage yet, they had to do everything they could to polish and sculpt their works, striving for perfection.
He used all his strength to repair and accumulate his works, squeezing out his potential to the best of his ability, accumulating strength to the best of his ability, and then blooming when he went on stage.
This was the basic conduct of a performer.
It was also a basic artistic style.
Therefore, Du Sansheng spent the entire morning on the stage. He was extremely strict with himself and his actors.
Again and again.
He was patient.
He didn't know fatigue.
"Again!"
"Again!"
"One more time!"
"One more time!"
……
In the rehearsal hall, Du Sansheng requested again and again. No matter how sweaty he was, he still kept coming.
The other actors saw that Du Sansheng, who was bearing most of the pressure, was gritting his teeth and persevering. They all felt the influence of this energy and followed Du Sansheng to train again and again.
As time passed, they completely shielded themselves from the outside world's interference and devoted themselves to it, forgetting everything and truly treating themselves as characters in the story.
The performance became more and more natural and smooth.
Tan Miaomiao, Han Sumei, and the other staff and performers saw everything.
At this moment, they suddenly understood that Du Sansheng's overnight fame was not only due to luck, but more importantly, it was due to his patience and madness in polishing his works!
At this moment, everyone who saw this scene was filled with veneration.
A sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.
You are not afraid of geniuses, but you are afraid that geniuses work harder than you!
They were not afraid of geniuses working harder, but they were afraid of geniuses going crazy and risking their lives!
And Du Sansheng was precisely such a crazy peerless genius!
This was terrifying!
Coincidentally, this scene was broadcasted live by the staff in charge of the live broadcast.
The sound of fighting.
In the live broadcast room of the Capital City's opera theater.
The fans and media, who had been waiting in anticipation for a long time, were waiting in front of the live broadcast room. When they saw this scene, the number of people instantly increased from one million to 1.5 million, two million, three million...
One second.
Two seconds.
After a short silence, the live broadcast room exploded.
F * ck! F * ck! Boss Du is too strict.
I thought it was perfect enough, but the big boss was still not satisfied. It turned out that there were countless strict differences between me and the big boss.
This was true artistic quality! Constantly polishing his works, striving for perfection, instantly respecting the big boss, paying tribute to the big boss, paying tribute to all artists
Compared to the big shots, the young hunks nowadays were weak! When he had nothing to do, he would post his sweaty photos on Weibo and complain about being tired at every turn. He would make himself work harder and learn from the big shots if he had the ability. He would silently polish himself and devote himself to research.
It turns out that geniuses also need to work hard
Big brother has a good figure, his sweat-drenched abs make me thirsty.
Kneel ~ Big Boss Tian
He must have known that it was a live broadcast, so he did it on purpose.
The trolls upstairs were shocked. The official website said that the live broadcast would only start tonight. It was obvious that the young man in charge of the live broadcast had started the live broadcast on a whim and wanted to remember this scene.
He pretended to be blind. Don't treat everyone as fools
Upstairs, how did you know that the person on the live broadcast was a little brother?
Because it's my boyfriend who's livestreaming
F * ck! Is the person upstairs a man or a woman?
Animation editing, power in all directions, exerting pressure, you guess
……
At some point, a spirited old man came to the rehearsal hall and stopped in the area where Du Sansheng was rehearsing.
After looking at it for a long time, he smiled in relief and looked at Du Sansheng with admiration.
"Good!"
"Suffering for the sake of art, this is the style of the people of Pear Garden. This young man is not bad!”
Han Sumei turned around and immediately recognized the person. She quickly went up to him.
"Master Dean, you're here so early!”
Han Sumei greeted the old man with a smile.
His attitude was respectful and passionate.
Du Jinfang was amazing!
However, they were the few remaining masters of Peking opera in the Dragon Country and the current leaders of the Plum Sect.
She was also the main character on the stage tonight.
They had agreed that he would arrive in the afternoon, but he did not expect him to arrive so early.
This unpunctual…god appeared
It was really unexpected.
Seeing the old man nod at her and continue to stare at Du Sansheng, who was immersed in the rehearsal, Han Sumei smiled and introduced him.
"That young man is Du Sansheng, who has been in the limelight recently!”
"His opera style is superb, stunning countless people. He's even more ingenious. He produced two high-quality opera songs that he relished, refreshing the young generation's old-fashioned impression of opera.”
"He's a pretty good young man!”
Dean Li looked at Du Sansheng curiously. He had heard of this young man before, but it was his first time seeing him.
This first impression was not bad!
He was a patient and hardworking junior.
As for the rumors in the Fish Theory, he had also heard about them.
But he did not care.
Although the entertainment industry and the opera industry intersected, they were essentially two different circles.
Moreover, anyone with discerning eyes could see that someone was deliberately trying to smear Du Sansheng's name.
In the opera world, they valued evidence when judging people. They were not afraid of fish theory.
He didn't believe in groundless accusations, nor did he care.
Even though the opera industry was declining now, the strength of character could not be abandoned.
"So…he is Du Sansheng!”
Du Jinfang looked at the young man who was immersed in the rehearsal with a deep meaning. His eyes were fixed on him, as if he was looking at an old friend in his memory through him.
One second.
Two seconds.
……
Thirty seconds later, Du Jinfang turned around and walked backstage accompanied by a group of people.
In the live broadcast room.
Someone recognized the old man's identity and immediately spammed the screen.
F * ck! It was actually this god!
Upstairs, let me explain. Which great god is this?
Du Jinfang, the leading Peking opera master in the country, was an absolute national treasure. Even the big shots in the Dragon Country were fans of this opera. Many rich people on the forbes waved their money and begged him for a ticket.
Comrades, I'm looking forward to the performance tonight! This opera fan is not ordinary. It will be very exciting when the time comes.
666! Salute the Almighty! Paying respects to Old Man Du!
666! Salute the Almighty! Paying respects to Old Man Du!
……
Wait a minute! I think I heard this god praising the big shot!
Previous poster, you didn't hear wrongly! They all heard it. This time, Old Man Du personally spoke up. Let's see how those media who don't do proper business still dare to write nonsense.
……
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, it was seven in the afternoon.
Fans began to enter the theater.
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