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Chapter 183 Yu Ji, who shocked everyone

As Feng Chengfeng spoke, he glanced at Zhang Zhao's face. When he saw that Zhang Zhao showed no fear, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that Zhang Zhao would leave out of fear, just like that new male lead before him.

Although Zhang Zhao was brought in by Laifu Film and Television Entertainment, Feng Chengfeng is currently very satisfied with him, at least better than the previous one.

"Zhang Zhao, aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Zhao: "I'm not afraid."

Although Zhang Zhao does not yet know the identity of the ghost in Zhuangmeng Garden, he does know that it is neither a minor ghost nor a major ghost, and that it has long since become the Ghost King.

Would a demon king be afraid of a demon that isn't even a great demon?
If word gets out, wouldn't people laugh their heads off?

However, Zhang Zhao countered Feng Chengfeng's question, "Director Feng, are you afraid of ghosts?"

Feng Chengfeng immediately straightened up, puffed out his chest, and said, "I'm not afraid, why would I be afraid! If I were afraid, would I be making ghost movies?"

In my heart I was thinking: If I say I'm scared, won't Zhang Zhao be scared too? I have to say I'm not scared, I have to give Zhang Zhao courage, otherwise what if he gets scared and runs away?

As for why they dared to make a ghost movie? What a joke! They already said it was filmed, so of course they knew it was fake.

Feng Chengfeng would never tell Zhang Zhao that since arriving at Zhuang Mengyuan to film, he had been sharing a room with his assistant every night.

Zhang Zhao: That makes sense. So it seems that in the future, when he occasionally needs to show his ghost face, he won't be afraid of scaring Director Feng.

Soon, the two arrived at Zhuang Mengyuan's stage.

"This stage was passed down from that time. It was said to have been built very well back then, but it was later bombed and more than half of it was destroyed. The fact that the stage is still in good condition today is because it has been repaired many times by later generations," Feng Chengfeng said.

Zhang Zhao vaguely remembered what the stage looked like back then, and it was indeed incomparable to what it is now.

He was on the stage when the stage was destroyed, still performing, and he was killed in the explosion.

"Zhang Zhao, the costume is backstage. Go change. By the way, do you know how to change? Or should I ask you to help you?"

"No need, I can, I can even wear theatrical costumes."

Upon hearing this, Feng Chengfeng's eyes lit up. "You wouldn't have known how to sing opera before, would you?"

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"Really?" Feng Chengfeng's tone was full of surprise, but after calming down, he became somewhat suspicious.

First, they didn't believe that Laifu Film and Television Entertainment could provide them with a male lead who fit their image and could also sing opera. Second, they felt that even if Zhang Zhao claimed to be able to sing opera, he could only have a superficial understanding of it.

"Okay, I'll try it out later. Go change your clothes, and I'll go call the opera troupe."

"it is good."

"By the way, what are you planning to sing later?"

"I'll sing the part from Farewell My Concubine, where the King dies and Concubine Yu commits suicide. That's the best part I've ever sung."

Feng Chengfeng gasped; this was the most classic scene from Farewell My Concubine.

"Okay, it's settled then. You can come out as soon as the opera troupe starts performing."

"it is good."
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After Feng Chengfeng left, Zhang Zhao went backstage.

Backstage, rows and rows of costumes were already lined up. Zhang Zhao looked at those costumes, his eyes filled with nostalgia.

In the Republican era, actors were indeed considered to be of the lowest social class, even unworthy of respect. Many actors were manipulated by the powerful and wealthy in high society, and were not even treated as human beings.

Poor families would not send their children to become actors unless they genuinely could not afford to raise them at home.

Take the Zhang family as an example. Although actors were of lowly status, Zhang Zhao was very grateful because performing in operas gave him a skill that allowed him to survive in that cutthroat society.

Therefore, he was grateful.

Moreover, he really enjoys the feeling of portraying another person's life on stage.

It seems that only in that way can life not be so dull and uninteresting.

Soon, Zhang Zhao picked up the costume that belonged to Yu Ji and put it on. At that time, Zhang Zhao was famous because he could sing and play both male and female roles.

Therefore, playing the role of Yu Ji was a piece of cake for him.

He's worn the costumes countless times; now he can put them on even with his eyes closed.

After Zhang Zhao finished dressing in his costume, a commotion came from outside.

"Zhang Zhao, are you ready? Can we begin?"

Zhang Zhao replied, "That's fine."

"Then it begins."

As Feng Chengfeng finished speaking, the opera troupe outside began to make their own noise.

Zhang Zhao's eyes sharpened, and he slowly stepped out...

Feng Chengfeng stood below the stage, but he wasn't the only one there. They had all come because they knew that Laifu Film and Television Entertainment had a new male lead who planned to sing a piece. Even though they were a little afraid of Zhuang Mengyuan, they still came.

After all, it's broad daylight, and there are a lot of people around. They're just looking around; nothing should happen, right?

Unable to resist their curiosity, they all came.

They wanted to see what kind of male lead this Laifu Film and Television Entertainment company was like.

Soon, as the rhythm of the opera troupe began, they saw a person dressed as Yu Ji walk out. He was only wearing the costume, and because of time constraints, his face was not made up, but at this moment his eyes revealed a tragic and tender feeling, which immediately drew people into the play.

The sound of gongs and drums filled the air, and the stirring music echoed throughout Zhuangmeng Garden.

The newcomer raised his long sword high, the tip lightly touching the ground with a crisp sound.
He spoke, his voice clear and resonant...

With flowing sleeves, her figure was as light as a swallow, every movement full of charm, every smile and frown captivating. Sometimes gentle and melancholic, sometimes passionate and soaring, she perfectly portrayed the emotions of Yu Ji.

As the song reached its most emotional point, tears welled up in the actress's eyes. She seemed to merge with Yu Ji, experiencing her love and hate, sorrow and joy. The audience was also deeply captivated, immersed in this moving scene, as if they were witnessing firsthand the poignant farewell between Yu Ji and the Hegemon-King.

At this moment, everyone ignored his unmade-up, masculine face.

It seems that it no longer matters.

The audience below the stage was already captivated by his singing and performance, and their hearts were stirred by his words.

At that moment, they seemed to empathize with Yu Ji's emotions, and tears welled up in their eyes without them even realizing it.

When Yu Ji drew her sword and committed suicide, a deep sense of regret and sorrow filled the air.

It was at that moment that the last note faded, Yu Ji's story came to an end, but everyone was still immersed in Yu Ji's world.

After a while, everyone came to their senses and then spontaneously began to applaud, with enthusiastic applause erupting from the audience.

"Great, you sang so well."

"You can't sing like that without decades of experience."

"I never expected that Laifu Film and Television Entertainment would send such a talented and suitable male lead."

"I believe that if this film can be made, it will definitely be a hit. Suddenly I have confidence."