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Chapter 160 Zhuangzi and Keiko Part [-]
BJ in spring, the wind is warm.

But just this spring, something happened in the South.

The lack of rain and the drought have dried up the rivers there, and the agriculture has been hit hard. In some places, there have even been severe droughts.

And this drama was written temporarily because of this drought.

In the venue at this time, because of Qiao Yi's temporary participation, and the tickets for the drama were not expensive, and it was also stated in the promotion that all proceeds from the performance would be donated to the disaster-stricken cities in the south. There was not a single vacant seat in the auditorium.

On the stage, in front of the huge dead fish eyeball, Qiao Yi stared at the front in a daze.

Dazed, sad.

It seems to be recalling something, and it seems to be here, but the thoughts are in another time and space.

After half a minute of silence, accompanied by low-pitched music, Qiao Yi's slightly hoarse voice sounded: "This is the dream talk of a fish's soul that I heard; or, it is my speech to a fish's soul." balderdash:"

"Tonight, in the north, I woke up from one dream and stepped into another dream, and I saw a fish lying in a dry rut, dying! It told me that all it needed was a glass of water, It said that a man said he was going to divert water in the East China Sea, so I thought of the man's argument with another man in the dream last night, knowing the joy of fish, not knowing the joy of fish..."

Qiao Yi's voice was still deep, accompanied by slow music, like a quiet river.

Looking at the struggling actors playing fish, Qiao Yi's voice began to waver: "But who knows the sadness of the fish? But who knows the anxiety of the fish? But who knows the anger of the fish?"

"Tonight, in the north. In an intermittent dream, I bumped all the way from the seclusion of a piece of broken tiles in the Forbidden City to the south thousands of miles away, in a dry well in a small town. In the last word of the dream, I In the drop, I suddenly bumped into the eyeball of a fish full of death stories! The struggle of death shocked me, so I woke up in a dream, watching the dream go north in a hurry..."

"Looking at Meng hurriedly going north without stopping for a moment, while I was left in the south. I am standing on the land in the south at the moment, stunned—the lips of dream-seeking want to penetrate the shackles of the land, and I am stuck on the way The embarrassment of you, you exposed death, shame and grief, saw the earth carrying water and yourself, after getting close to it, it turned out to be riddled with holes, but why did you still maintain the posture of flying?"

"Why are you still roaring with parted lips?"

"Curse life, honor, and gratitude?"

Qiao Yi was almost screaming, screaming towards endless despair.

Most of the audience in the audience were immersed in the atmosphere created by Qiao Yi's words.

There were only two spectators who sneaked in, Gu Ruobai and Zhang Zifeng wearing masks, looked at Qiao Yi on the stage in astonishment, indescribably inexplicable.

impossible?

The two looked at each other again, suspicious.

This is the result of just three days of rehearsal, and someone who has no experience in drama before?

On the stage, Qiao Yi's performance continued.

After the roar, the voice calmed down, but the sadness on the face did not diminish by half: "Slowly, I dived into the corpse of this fish. In the rapidly decaying bones entangled in the mud, I searched for its weak soul due to poverty , or still live in the bone marrow in a corner, I want to ask it, why is there still the lingering sound of the sigh of disappointment? Why is the shock of death and the unintentional mockery continued in the eyes of the third character? "

"However, I failed to find it. A broken body cannot be a refuge for the soul. In this broken day of fish, I entered another dream that cannot be mended, what to meet, or what to look for... ...But for some reason, I became the escaped soul of this fish, the inescapable fate, looking for an answer that it did not find..."

"But who wants to tell me the question this answer should correspond to?"

The music stopped suddenly, and Qiao Yi's eyes seemed to see something farther away, and the sadness in his voice seemed to have completely disappeared.

"Tonight, in the South, I escaped from a fish carcass, and all the way north, all the way north, I saw those longings so familiar, I smelled some earthy stench so dear, I heard the frivolous sadness of poetry, I Seeing people take off their clothes at the same time, fall asleep at the same time, and wake up at the same time."

"Who will laugh at their bodies imprisoned by language and existence, and the same bones that will quickly wither, tied with beautiful bows, and awkwardly entangled on the gift box?"

"What else is there to save? Where the soul of the fish flits, the news that spring has just arrived makes me want to shed big tears, lingering among all the rejuvenated willows, wandering among all the graves... take the passing railroad tracks , Looking at the desolation without tombstones, I suddenly wanted to laugh out loud, it turns out they have no names like me!"

"But perhaps something else can be said to rest the living and bring the dead to life..."

"Tonight, in the north. I, or the soul of this fish, temporarily leave the living or dead body, leave the room with all kinds of smells, leave the radiation and temptation of the computer, leave alcohol and pale poetry, leave the lecture And meetings and endless parties, leave everything, like Haizi, sell everything, leaving only fire and eyes, go to the south! To kiss the aging face of the grandmother who no longer has humidity."

"Grandmother, you can still give me comfort. However, the old wrinkled face surprised me. My mother's once youthful face gave me sadness at this moment. I saw the years holding the robber's knife and cutting off my grandfather's face. After taking your body, you cruelly deprived them of food and water, their land, water and hope, you were exposed to death, shame and grief, but you have no strength to curse, survive, honor and gratitude!"

Qiao Yi's voice was suddenly calm and suppressed, and he spit out a series of words like a hail of bullets.

With such a dense crowd, the atmosphere in the entire lecture hall seemed extraordinarily oppressive.

Qin Long could see that in the auditorium, some people's eyes were slightly wet.

But more, Qin Long was thinking, their scalps should be numb, right?

Yes, every time Qin Long rehearsed this scene, his scalp would feel numb.

"I am a fish, my grandmother is not. She can't see my frivolous soul that dives into the fish's bone marrow, swimming in the body that gave life to my mother. Is it sadness? Is it anxiety? Is it anger?"

"Father, wake up! Stretch your stiff and stubborn bones. Go and see your father with outstretched arms. Go and see the old cow with wide-eyed eyes. Go and see the innocence and innocence. With a smile, a helpless heart, knowing that God is already dead, do you still hope for a tearless sky?"

"And death, the fish knows, is precisely a dreamless sleep. My youthful bones are lingering in the cracks of the fish's soul, dreaming the fish's dream of wanting to fly, and I am still alive, I know. In the dream, I Like a fish, or a fish like me, swimming on bulging eyeballs without tear glands, never even daring to feel compassion..."

"You said that you once saw the sun drank the ink and painted the proud skin of the black and yellow people without any explanation. You should go back to the north, you said. Stay in the teaching building that blocks the wind and the sun, stay in the spine and Behind the chair, staying in the story of test tubes and petri dishes, listening to popular love songs and elements, away from death, shame and grief..."

"However, why can't I hear the curse again in the distance I left?"

"I see survival, honor and gratitude, I see the smile under the skin of compassion...I am in a dream, I know. You are in a dream, I know."

"But can I still curse life, honor, and gratitude?"

Qiao Yi's voice was already trembling.

Roaring and questioning made Qiao Yi's emotions reach an extremely high point.

Qiao Yi could even feel that the souls of the two fish in his body had quietly merged together, as if the days before today were like waking up from a long dream.

His face became hot, and Qiao Yi looked away.

A teardrop came out suddenly, slid across his youthful face, paused on the trembling chin, and then fell on the stage.

No sound was made.

ended……

But isn't an end also a beginning?
Qiao Yi murmured to himself from the bottom of his heart, and then officially ended the performance with two low-pitched lines amidst the fading music.

"Tonight, I'm in the North. I wake up from one dream and step into another."

"Tonight, you're in the South, you escaped from one corpse and plunged into another!"

……

Whoa whoa whoa!
At the curtain call, the audience applauded like thunder.

Those drama lovers applauded for enjoying a wonderful drama.

Those fans of Qiao Yi applauded for their idol's outstanding performance.

This public welfare drama was an expected success.

As Qiao Yi's first foray into the drama circle, his performance naturally won unanimous praise from the entire crew.

Especially the last scene left a constant shock in the hearts of everyone.

After the curtain call, Qiao Yi sat paralyzed in the backstage with a faint smile on his face. His body was so exhausted that he didn't want to say a word.

No one asked Qiao Yi for his autograph, even though he was a real star.

But under the direction of the director, no one disturbed Qiao Yi at this time.And after the director thanked him three times in a row after the curtain call, he took other actors and was busy cleaning up the stage.

After all, you can't leave a mess, can't you?

"Xiao Yi, you're doing really well!" Huang Lei came in at this moment, and gave him a hug first.

Then the director came back in a hurry, hugged Qiao Yi again, and told him and Huang Lei not to leave, and to go to the celebration banquet after the incident.

Qiao Yi smiled, seeing that Huang Lei didn't say anything, so he didn't say anything.

There is nothing wrong with a celebration banquet.

The play started at eight o'clock, and the curtain call ended in two and a half hours. After everything was packed, it was almost twelve o'clock.The drama crew, plus Qiao Yi and Huang Lei, and Gu Ruobai and Zhang Zifeng who came back somehow, a group of thirty or so people left the venue and went straight to the dining place.

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