"Today I drank heavily to celebrate my achievements, and I vowed not to rest until my ambitions were fulfilled. In the future, I will show my talents and shed my blood to write the Spring and Autumn Period..."
At the entrance of the Beijing Film Studio, the old man was sitting in the shade, shaking his cattail leaf fan and humming a tune, feeling very happy.
The capital was also getting hotter, and the sun was becoming more and more scorching. He touched a hand-held pot with warm tea in it. He took a sip of it and it was clear to his body. Then he suddenly glared and shouted to the two sneaky men outside the door: "
For what?"
"Old comrade, we are from Handan Han Light and Shadow Theater..."
One person announced his identity and handed over a letter of introduction: "I am the manager, my name is Wang Bingsen!"
"Hanguang Cinema? From Factory 368?" the uncle said.
"Oh, you are so awesome. We are the theater of Factory 368 (a large military industrial enterprise). We are here today to find Comrade Gong Xue."
"I'll ask someone to go there, wait a minute!"
After waiting for about 20 minutes, Gong Xue, who was wearing a white skirt, came over. When she saw that they were strangers, she asked doubtfully: "Who are you?"
Um!
Wang Bingsen's eyes shone. He looked even better in person than in the movie. It was not in vain. He hurriedly said: "I am from the theater and I want to talk to you about the performance. If it is convenient for you, can we find a restaurant to have a good chat?"
"No need, just say it here."
Gong Xue was very vigilant and stood still at the gate. Wang Bingsen said: "That's right. "Mom Love Me Again" was recently released in Hebei. The audience liked it very much. I heard that you went to the theater in Beijing to meet the audience in person.
We were just wondering if we could invite you to Handan, so we took the liberty to pay you a visit."
"You want me to go to Handan to meet the audience?"
"Yes!"
It's more than 400 kilometers from Handan to Beijing, which is not that close. It takes a whole day to take the train these days.
Gong Xue had no objection to meeting the audience, but she wanted to ask clearly: "When are you scheduled to go?"
"Well, the specific date hasn't been determined yet."
"Why aren't you sure?"
Gong Xue was suspicious and continued to ask: "Is there anyone else besides me? Will director Wang Haowei go? How many shows are we going to?"
"..."
Wang Bingsen couldn't answer, and his expression was stern: "Please come here, and we'll talk here..."
They walked a few meters away, and he whispered: "In addition to the activities of "Mom Love Me Again", there are several other performances. Isn't it summer? We want to have a summer art show and invite some big actors
, singers, and people from the folk arts circle gathered together in Handan to enrich the spiritual life of the people.
You don’t go in vain!
We cover train tickets, food and accommodation, and performance fees. You are the highest, and this amount is paid for each performance..."
He made an eight sign.
"80 per game?"
Gong Xue was startled and asked curiously: "How many performances are there in total?"
"Scheduled for 4 days, 5 games per day."
"Then what are you playing?"
"It doesn't matter. You are the most popular star in the country. You can sing or dance any way you want, and the crowd will love it. You can just perform two shows per show, and you won't be tired at all."
"Who else are you looking for?"
"There are many, Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, Wang Jieshi, Xie Lisi, etc."
"Oh, they are all artists."
"Then you agree?"
"No, I won't go!"
"No... we've all had a good conversation, why don't you go? If you don't go, you ask so many questions. Isn't this a waste of our mood?" Wang Bingsen was anxious.
"Just because I understand it doesn't mean I agree."
Gong Xue glanced at him strangely and said, "Besides, does this kind of performance comply with the regulations?"
"Absolutely! We are not a theater owned by a film company, we are owned by a factory. We can hold our own events and pay our own tickets, and no one can say anything!
If you perform 20 shows, that’s 1,600 yuan!
To be honest, how much is your salary? Why don’t you take such a good opportunity?"
"I'm not going!"
Ren Wang Bingsen said something outrageous, but Gong Xue refused to nod and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm not interested. Please come back."
She turned and left.
"Hey, Comrade Gong Xue, please think about it..."
Wang Bingsen called to no avail. The people who came with him couldn't stand it anymore and hummed: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. Anyway, Ma Ji and the others agreed. How can we not have a dinner without her? If it doesn't work, let's find Liu Xiaoqing!"
"You know nothing! Do you know how popular she is now?"
Wang Bingsen is troubled. In his opinion, the price has not been reached. Who doesn’t want to make money these days?
Ma Ji and Jiang Kun were only 50 per game. Giving Gong Xue 80 was indeed the highest price. How about a higher price... He began to calculate the reception capacity of the theater. There were about a thousand seats. How much should the ticket price be and how many audiences would come?
, to make a profit?
"Go to the Bayi Factory to find Tang Guoqiang first, and come back tomorrow!"
Wang Bingsen left first with his people.
In fact, this is walking acupoints.
Don't think that acupoint walking appeared in the 1990s. It has been going on since the early 1980s. These performances are organized by state-owned theaters and workers' clubs. Because they have venues and are not controlled by film companies, they naturally have advantages.
The tickets sold are also expensive, usually more than 1 yuan.
Don’t underestimate the pursuit of entertainment and the consumption power of the working class and the citizen class. There are a lot of people who are willing to spend money to watch celebrities. Liu Xiaoqing, Ma Ji, Jiang Kun, Chen Peisi and others are the first batch of people to take advantage of it.
Especially Liu Xiaoqing, when he was filming "Burning the Old Summer Palace" and "Under the Curtain", he secretly went out to perform acupuncture and earned 3,600 yuan in just a few days.
Later, she formed her own team and became the acupuncture point, with the most shows, the highest ticket prices, and the most popular performances. She got a nickname in the acupuncture world: Big Cat! She is the King of Poker.
(Picture of Liu Xiaoqing visiting acupuncture points in Yuncheng, Shanxi)
Over there.
Gong Xue returned to Tongzilou and didn't take it seriously at all.
What’s 80 yuan a game?
Although her salary is not high, she has a good man, a bankbook of 5,000 yuan, and a lot of overseas remittance coupons on weekdays. She has eaten Western pastries, drank red wine, and has a full set of imported clothes and shoes. Her material conditions are not bad.
Moreover, even without what Chen Qi brought, she would not have gone through the acupuncture point.
"I saw the smoke rising from the kitchen stove again, and the dusk covered the earth..."
Gong Xue hummed a song and used a pair of small scissors to trim the branches and leaves of a pot of flowers. Her mind was wandering at the same time: It was already the end of June. She said she would come back at the end of the month. Isn't she already back?
"He will look for me when he comes back. He likes to make surprise attacks... Well, but we still have to wait!"
She thought for a while, put down the scissors, put the latest Hundred Flowers trophy in a bag, picked out a pink sun hat, and went out humming a song.
…………
Lechunfang.
Because the backyard is often vacant, the atmosphere of people is weak, and the changes of the seasons seem to have nothing to do with people. It is just an empty yard left here.
Every time Chen Qi came back, he felt a sense of strangeness. He had to stay for a while before getting familiar with it, and then he had to leave again just as he got acquainted. He was packing his luggage when he suddenly heard a noise at the corner door and someone was taking out the key.
He hurriedly hid by the door of the main room, hiding himself.
Hearing the sound of a cart being pushed outside, he followed up the steps, and a delicate figure was revealed. He jumped suddenly: "Ah!"
"ah!"
"Nongxingxi!!"
Gong Xue's face turned pale. When she realized it was him, she patted her chest and said angrily: "When did you come back? I thought it would be a few more days. I'm here to help you clean. It's better for you. I'm scared to death."
Got it!"
Chapter completed!