"It was you who kissed away the brush and ink and stained the tears in the corners of my eyes.”
"Who is the one acting in separation and reunion?"
"They misunderstand, but I'm only at your mercy."
"Ask if there's anything more perfect in the world."”
On the big screen.
The old man walked into a temple in the snow to avoid the cold.
Coincidentally, he met a young man.
The old man did not know that this young man actually had a special ability-
he could see things that ordinary people could not.
Actually, the young man didn't care.
The two of them began to talk and laugh.
Then, the old man took out the puppet from the box, as if he wanted to show it to the young man.
Ragged and painted!
haggard and beautiful!
There was a sharp contrast and Jun Mo's beautiful voice.
It made the audience deeply immersed in the story and unable to extricate themselves!
Everyone was swaying along with the song.
Even Zhou Man, who was sitting in the judges 'seats, stopped laughing.
They quietly admired the performance on the stage.
"I have to admit that Jun Mo is quite capable.”
But immediately after.
The next scene made Zhou Man lose the ability to control his expression!
He immediately stood up, his face filled with disbelief!
The big screen changed.
The old man picked up the puppet and began to fiddle with it according to the strings.
The dancing puppet was shockingly beautiful!
At the same time.
Jun Mo, who was dressed in red, twisted his fingers and made a standard opera movement.
Then…
The beautiful opera that pierced through the clouds descended into the mortal world!
"Orchid fingers twirling the world of mortals like water ~"
"Three feet red platform, everything is blown into the song ~"
"Singing for a long time without sorrow ~ Ten red spots actually turned into ashes ~"
"May who remember who ~ the best years ~"
Countless people widened their eyes and mouths at this moment.
He felt his blood flow quicken and his heart beat rapidly.
Some even raised their hands and grabbed their hair.
"F * ck! It's finally here!"
"This is too f * cking professional!”
"It's a hundred times better than listening online!”
"The destructive power of Little Sir's acting is as destructive as crushing dry weeds and rotten wood!”
"F * ck, who said Han Lei is invincible? My Little Sir is the first to be unconvinced!"
"F * ck! Why do I feel that the puppet on the screen moves the same as Jun Mo?”
"Ahhhhhh! I love this the most! I can't take it anymore. I'm already smitten with Little Sir!”
An incomparable drama ravaged the entire scene!
Everyone only felt that the Jun Mo on the stage was like a famous character!
No!
It wasn't Wan Ruo!
He was a famous actor now!
That stage was his stage, and this place was his territory!
Then, he switched to a popular singing style.
It still sounded good.
"When you hold my hand, I dance like flying. When you lead, I know how to advance and retreat.""I will
follow both pain and joy. I will not go against my every move."
"I will turn humility and gentleness into absolute."
The old man in ragged clothes was also tired of fiddling with it.
He sat on the ground and laughed at himself.
He had only done one thing in his life, yet he lived such a cowardly life!
Who was to blame?
He stared at the puppet in his arms.
What is this old man trying to do?
When the audience saw these stories, they seemed to have thought of something and felt their hair stand on end.
The singing continued.
"You're wrong, I refuse to be right. You're ignorant, I'm ignorant."
"How can the fire in my heart be willing to stop the boiling?"
"I've never withered when you're withered. I dare not tire when you're tired."
"What can I use to warm you up for a thousand years?”
The old man on the screen was extremely conflicted.
Now, it was quite cold in the world of ice and snow.
The snow was so heavy that they could not even prepare cotton clothes.
This winter, we can't even get through it, what else do we need you for?
Therefore, he steeled his heart and threw the puppet into the fire.
When the audience saw this, they exclaimed in surprise.
Even Hong Tao, who was sitting in the studio backstage, frowned.
What did this video mean?
Why did he burn it?
Wasn't it impossible to connect to the rest?
How did it end?
All kinds of doubts linger in my heart
However, what happened next…
Director Hong Tao immediately stood up, his face full of disbelief.
He was no longer as calm as before.
In the bonfire.
The flames licked the puppet's beautiful sleeves and singing clothes.
It burned the delicate bones carved from linden wood.
The fire crackled.
Jun Mo's dramatic tone came again!
"Snow and wind, autumn white hair ~"
"Bright lights ~ Crunch your eyebrows ~"
"If you shed a tear ~ If you grow old, I can accompany you ~"
"Ashes in the smoke ~ I can go perfectly ~"
The following scene was unforgettable for everyone present.
In the eyes of the young people, the puppet burning in the fire suddenly moved.
He rolled over and stood up, bowing down leisurely like a living person.
She bowed to the old man in a dignified and charming manner.
Not only that!
The red-robed man on the stage also bowed to the audience.
In a trance, the audience seemed to see them overlap!
Yes, at this moment, in the eyes of the audience.
A man and a puppet crossed the distance of time, space, and species.
The two had merged into one!
This was the power of the [Grandmaster Stage Expressiveness]!
Then, the man and the doll raised their heads.
The puppet on the screen smiled with tears in his eyes.
The sound broke into the ashes.
On the stage, Jun Mo was also in tears.
The only difference was…
Finally, he straightened his body and flicked his sleeves.
He recited the last two lines in Kunqu opera.
"Snow and wind, autumn white hair tail ~"
"The lights are bright ~ I'll wrinkle your eyebrows ~"
"If you shed a tear ~ If you grow old, I can accompany you ~"
"Ashes in the smoke ~ I'll go perfectly ~"
In the snow and wind, in the temple.
There was clearly not much firewood in the bonfire that night, but it burned exceptionally warm and for an exceptionally long time…
It did its best to warm the old man once, for the last time!
The old man reacted and began to wail at the fire…
At the scene.
The man in red on the stage bowed deeply to the audience once again.
At this point, the performance ended.
The characters on the big screen disappeared.
Following that, four lines of words appeared.
Song: "Dragging Silk Play"
Singing: Jun Mo
Lyricist: Jun Mo
Compositor: Jun Mo's
lights disappeared, leaving only the heavy breathing of the audience below the stage...
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