High Score Movie Life

Chapter 177 A low-level actor

"Senior brother, please rest assured. Junior brother will definitely not allow others to be bullied. That old ghost may seem crazy, but his body and bones are already riddled with holes. How can I let him take advantage of my martial arts!"

After saying this, the pale boy turned around in a circle and asked for help with a smile on his lips.

After looking carefully, the young man was dressed in green clothes, so clean that he would not make the old ghost feel comfortable.

This matter needs to be discussed in the long term. Although I feel angry, my face will not change.

He stepped forward and took hold of the young man's arm, punching him lightly in the chest: "Don't be complacent! I was lucky enough to let you escape this time. You must be more careful in the future. Don't be stupid and get close to others. Just do whatever is asked of you." What."

After saying that, he hugged the boy with one arm and gently wiped the rouge on the corner of the boy's mouth with his thumb. He was really a messy face.

"Senior brother, are you worried about me?"

"Ah."

"Then, senior brother, can you promise me something?"

"No matter what you do first, you have to see if I can do it."

The young man grinned, waved his sleeves to wipe his tears, and raised the sword on his chest: "With this sword, senior brother must agree no matter what!"

"Okay, I promise you!" He solemnly accepted the sword and made a serious promise.

The rouge boy immediately beamed with joy: "I promised not to go back on my word. As for what I want to ask for, I haven't thought about it yet. I'll tell you when I think about it."

"I warn you, don't go too far, or I will take it back!"

Leading the young man with a hopeful face, he walked into the alley against the high wall of the mansion. Under the hazy night, the deep alley was quiet and deep.

When the two of them walked out of the alley, their vision suddenly opened up. Suddenly they heard a baby crying, and their eyes locked on the conspicuous stone mill, with a swaddling baby thrown on the mill plate.

The young man hurried forward and carefully opened the cloth, only to see a delicate and pink baby.

Maybe he's hungry, he's stretching out his chubby hands to grab at random and keeps crying.

"Brother!"

The girl shed tears of distress after just one glance, and subconsciously looked at the tall young man behind her.

He Shen subconsciously glanced into the alleys to the left and right, and saw a corner of clothes flashing past in the distance, and half of her beautiful face was hiding behind the wall in the dim place.

You can tell who the beauty is by looking at the baby.

I threw it away when I couldn't keep it alive, but I kept thinking about it in my heart, hoping that the child would find a good family.

He Shen didn't want to be troublesome at first, but the motherly nature of Xiao Shitou was overflowing. He carefully held up the swaddle, and his expression of prayer was obvious.

"Little Shitou, have you thought about it?"

"Senior brother, give him a way to survive!"

"The world is tough! Master Guan is not a good person. We promised to study for ten years and serve for five years. Unexpectedly, we opened our mouths for the masters as soon as we came on stage."

"How much food can a child eat? Although our theater troupe is not a shantang, when it comes to brothers and sisters, aren't they all children from poor families?"

The young man obviously loves the baby very much, holding it with both hands and constantly coaxing it. Now it seems that even if He Shen doesn't agree to him, he still has to raise it by himself.

"Okay, take it back. Master Guan is a sharp-tongued man, and he will scold you a few times at most."

The apprentices of the Guan family opera troupe made their debut when they sang "Farewell My Concubine" at Eunuch Zhang's house and became an instant hit.

The theater owner and manager took advantage of this opportunity and took over several acting jobs for the theater troupe. With his deep and solid kung fu, Xiao Shitou's crisp voice, and his peerless appearance, he became a successful player in the opera industry in Beiping City. He has established a firm foothold and has a place in the world.

Over the past two or three years, Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou have gradually become more and more famous. Thanks to word of mouth among theater fans and moviegoers, they have firmly established themselves as famous actors in the theater.

With the bonus of fame, the theater troupe rehearsed many famous pieces one after another. Perhaps because of their excellent kung fu skills, not only did no one find any mistakes, but the theater was also filled to capacity, making him famous in the capital.

In early 1936, at the invitation of everyone in Tianjin Liyuan, the Guan Family Band went to Tianjin Zhongshan Park to perform.

Zhongshan Park was originally the Siyuan Village of Tianjin salt merchant Zhang Linying. It was converted into a park in the 33rd year of Guangxu's reign, covering an area of ​​more than 90 acres.

In the first year of the Republic of China, it was renamed Tianjin Park, and soon it was also called Hebei Park.

After the success of the Northern Expedition, the national government changed it to Zhongshan Park in memory of Mr. Sun.

After Heshen and Cheng Dieyi arrived, they first met with famous actors in Tianjin Liyuan, including Mr. Shang Heyu, a leading martial artist in Peking Opera, and Li Jinshun and Xian Lingxia, two famous Pingju opera actors.

When I first met Xian Jia, even He Shen, who had seen all the beauties in the world, couldn't help but admire them. They were so beautiful.

Because he is a junior and it is not the main venue, this performance on stage is naturally the last in the schedule.

Seeing that his junior brother was respectful and uncomplaining, He Shen did not force himself to go to the show organizer to adjust seats. The two of them sat at the dressing table in the corner.

As for who is in the audience in front of the stage, and why so many people are invited to perform, I really don't want to ask.

When the curtain came down for the soul-stirring and regrettable song "Du Shiniang", I heard shouts from one side of the curtain and chaos arose, as if some wannabes were trying to cause trouble.

Xian Lingxia and everyone saw that something was wrong, so they hurriedly hid backstage, looking a little embarrassed.

Junior brother Cheng Dieyi has been on stage for several years and has encountered people with ulterior motives. Knowing what was going on, he quickly stood up and tried to persuade them.

Everyone in the Xian Dynasty danced their sleeves and covered their faces. Seeing that everyone came forward to persuade them, Fang Qiang calmed himself and explained: "Thank you everyone, there are several celebrities from Tianjin sitting in the audience. They dare not be presumptuous. They are all talking crazy words. Besides, I have encountered even more extreme ones, and they are far different from those soldiers and gangsters back then."

At this time, Shang Heyu stood up. He was famous and respected by everyone in Tianjin Liyuan.

"Lingxia, what happened back then was extremely thrilling. If it hadn't been for the help and lobbying from my colleagues, I might have been jailed. It's better to be careful when performing in the future."

Speaking of the past, tragic scenes emerged, and the heartache made Xian Lingxia burst into tears.

"Everyone, please sit back. The next scene is about to happen, so don't let the audience find fault again." Manager Yang, the organizer, quickly intervened to persuade the incident, not wanting the incident to escalate.

But everything is not going as planned. I saw a group of people kicking open the backstage compartment door with their feet. Everyone was shocked and looked sideways. This group of people were trying their best to pretend to be short-sighted and their faces were full of anger. It looked like they were not doing well.

Manager Yang wanted to come forward to talk, but was pushed away by someone with a wave of his hand.

"Ouch", he staggered and was pushed under the dressing table.

"That's Miss Xian Ling Xia Xian! My brother Ma wants you to sing another song. You can sing anything." The person who shouted was the one who just recommended her, looking extremely arrogant.

There were also respectable people present, and no one spoke to identify him even though he was being yelled at by a loser.

One of the boys with sharp eyes saw Xian Lingxia's figure from the crowd and immediately pointed it out to the leader: "Master Ma, that is the Xian family. I will never forget this little appearance in my life."

The leader looked along his fingertips and saw a figure hiding in the crowd. His eyes were focused and he immediately led his younger brother into the crowd. The backstage space was narrow, and there were so many people and things.

Seeing that Xian Lingxia had disappeared into the crowd, the leader waved his fists and waved his hands, causing the people in the background to flip over and scream in agony.At this time, Xian Lingxia kept retreating. After hiding behind the two brothers He Shen, she finally had no way to retreat.

The gangsters' hands and feet were quite flexible, so they knew they had the skills to get close to them. They seemed to hit them casually, but they used skillful force. The person fell but it was not fatal, but the pain was so painful that he couldn't use force for a while.

Junior brother Cheng Dieyi wanted to step forward to help when he saw this, He Shen hurriedly held him back: "Don't be impulsive! Take care of Miss Xian at the back, I'll deal with them."

"Senior brother, be careful, this group of people has some background."

Cheng Dieyi was often instructed by Heshen, and he noticed that this wave of people came from extraordinary backgrounds.

The leader, who had the best kung fu, rushed to He Shen first, and saw that there were only two people left, not to mention they were both young. One was tall and mighty, dressed as a martial artist, and the other was slender and looked indifferent.

Without further ado, he quickly struck out at the tall martial artist, somewhat impatiently, and the strength of his palms was a bit stronger than before.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

He was not surprised when his palm was blocked by the character as soon as he made it. Most of the martial arts students in the theater industry practiced martial arts and had some kung fu in their hands.

But he was impatient, so he missed the target and struck again. This punch implied the strength of Xingyi Paoquan, and he obviously wanted to give Wu Sheng a hard time.

He Shen straightened his legs, stretched out one arm and punched in the same way, punching the hard steel man with a dark force.

The force was not strong, but it made the man take two or three steps back before catching it.

Taking advantage of this moment, He Shen shouted at him: "You are a martial arts practitioner, and your actions are too domineering! Could it be that you have someone behind you to do this to us? Tell us your name so that we can hear it!"

A loud shout immediately suppressed the commotion backstage. Only sporadic groans could be heard from the corners, but the scene was finally under control.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, the leader rushed around with fists in his hands and said: "I, Ma San, of the Chinese Warrior Association, have been entrusted by Director Zhang to invite the Xian people. I hope it will be convenient for you."

"That Director Zhang? That's too much!" Shang Heyu took the initiative to step forward and ask.

Ma San turned a blind eye to this and said with a cold expression: "Of course he is the director of the HEB Provincial Martial Arts Museum. He once served as the mayor of Beiping City. You must have heard of it."

"Since it's a request, why do you use hands and feet? The methods are disgusting!" He Shen had heard of this person and experienced it in the world of "Teahouse".

Ma San came forward to explain in public, which was the most polite thing he could do. He usually relies on his martial arts to use his power to overwhelm others, so no one dares to disobey, but this tall martial arts student dared to make a mistake.

"What! Are you lowly actors like you not convinced?"

He Shen coldly snorted, turned sideways, too lazy to watch him flaunt his power, and bent over to help his fallen colleague beside him.

This kind of blatant disregard instantly angered the berserk Ma San.

"Let me show you your skills!"

Both feet stepped quickly, the body rushed forward, the movements were tight and compact, and the boxing techniques were even more straight. The "stability" of this set of Xingyiquan was truly inherited by Ma San.

He Shen put on a posture and stood there, his body tensing up like an old pine tree. He only blocked all the punches and kicks coming at him but did not fight back.

In terms of speed, strength, and skill, he was far superior to his opponent Ma San, but in everyone's eyes, He Shen was at a disadvantage.

The head, hands, elbows, shoulders, hips, knees and feet are used together. A set of Xingyi Five Elements Boxing is used by Ma San to combine the virtual and the real. The moves are not rigidly followed, but the movement can not break through the deep copper and iron walls.

The reason why he stayed put was not because he was pretending to be bad, but because he was afraid of damaging the costumes and costumes around him. Actors in the Republic of China had few private properties, so these costumes and costumes were not only valuable, but also decent.

"Your Excellency's martial arts have already been seen, please accept my move!"

He Shen quietly revealed a flaw to lure him to attack, then suddenly raised his leg and kicked out quickly. The speed was extremely fast and the force was strong, hitting Ma San's chest instantly.

With a groan of "touch", Ma San felt a heavy hammer hit his chest. He immediately vomited blood and his body couldn't help but hit the curtain of the front desk.

The coarse cloth curtain "teared" to create a big hole, and the person flew out of the backstage, leaving only a bloody line in the air.

This originally noisy and chaotic theater fell into silence when a man fell on the stage and remained motionless.

The audience in the audience was confused about the situation. No one dared to go up to the stage to check. Their eyes were looking at the martial arts elders and celebrities from all walks of life in the front row.

There is a big guy who is responsible for this accident. It seems unruly and unethical to insist on it.

A woman stood up quietly from the square table in the second row. She was dressed in the costume of a student from the Republic of China. Her eyebrows were beautiful and her expression was cold, delicate and arrogant.

He walked to the table in the middle of the first row and whispered to one of the old men: "Dad, it's Senior Brother Ma. Do you want to send someone up to take a look?"

The old man looked startled and replied coldly: "Go and see what's going on!"

The woman turned around and waved her hand back, and several big men emerged from the darkness of the theater. They were strong and quick, walked to the front of the stage in a few steps, and flew onto the stage.

After touching Ma San's breathing and neck movements to confirm that the person was still alive, he immediately nodded to the audience. After receiving the signal from the woman's eyes, several people hugged Ma San's hands and feet and gently stood up and jumped off the stage.

As soon as the person landed, the respected people sitting in the front row came forward to look at him, waiting to recognize his appearance.

A middle-aged man in military uniform spoke first: "Old Ghost Gong, it's your apprentice Ma San. He must be here for you!"

Another person also finished the inspection and said: "The sternum is broken, but there is no fear of life. The opponent's strength is controlled very skillfully. He is definitely a master."

"On the day you retreated, you would attack and injure the disciples who joined hands with you. You are not a good person!" The old man's words were slightly provocative.

At this time, the old palace ghost did not speak. He looked up at the extremely eye-catching red curtain of the stage.

On the contrary, the woman standing next to him wanted to say something, but suddenly!

The curtain leading to the backstage of the theater was lifted, and several figures emerged from it. As soon as they stood still, they immediately realized that they, a living person, had become a target of public criticism.

There was a burst of whispers, and most people recognized them, including Gong Laogui and the woman.

The woman was the first to ask: "Sun Wu, what's going on?"

The dogleg named Sun Wu suddenly panicked and stood on the stage stammering. After all, it was not a glorious thing. If the words could not be rounded, the consequences would be serious.

"Hurry up! My father and all the seniors are waiting." The woman urged again.

"...Miss, we just followed Senior Brother Ma to the backstage to invite Xian Lingxia and everyone. Unexpectedly, we bumped into a powerful martial arts student and accidentally made a move. The man was very powerful. Before we could step forward to help, Senior Brother Ma was beaten away."

After Sun Wu finished speaking, he motioned to the brothers next to him, telling them to quickly explain according to his own words.

Several people quickly followed suit, blaming the whole thing on that damn Wu Sheng in a roundabout way.

You said something to me, and this whole story filled with muddy water was told in detail.

It's just that these old guys, those who have lived for most of their lives, are all smart old foxes.

(End of this chapter)