Japanese Entertainment: From special effects actor to action superstar

Chapter 221: Noh Scenes and Inspirations from the Works
It was winter and the temperature dropped sharply, so everyone put on their coats early.

Fortunately, the temperature in Tokyo is not too low. If it were in Hokkaido, I am afraid that even if everyone put on thick cotton-padded jackets and cotton pants, they would not be able to withstand it.

Shaqin followed Gu Ming, and the two of them walked closely together. She put both her hands in her coat pockets, occasionally taking them out to breathe.

"I didn't expect that on New Year's Eve, Furuya-kun actually wanted to go to see a Noh play. It's really surprising."

"I didn't expect to actually go to see a Noh play, but after all, it's an apology to Jissoji Akio, so it's really sincere."

Gu Ming didn't feel cold, but he still walked slowly.

After getting off the car, the two walked for a while before arriving outside the theater and meeting up with others.

The theater is very consistent with Gu Ming's impression, a traditional Japanese manor, which is obviously a place suitable for Conan to solve cases. There must be at least two men in black inside.

Jissoji Akio arrived early, and when he saw Gu Ming and the other two, he naturally waved to them and asked them to come over.

"I've already found a spot, but some people need to pay."

Gu Ming spread his hands.

He is so self-aware!
"But speaking of Noh, this is my first time seeing such a performance. I wonder..."

Gu Ming hesitated to speak.

I don’t know if it’s very different from Peking Opera.

After all, he was born as a martial artist. Often when talking about drama, Gu Ming's first impression was a person singing on the stage, and then a group of martial artists with flags behind them came up and did somersaults.

He's the one doing the somersaults.

As a performer, Gu Ming had no special feelings about drama, and he rarely had the opportunity to watch it as an audience member.

When Shaqin heard Gu Ming ask this question, she clenched her hands even tighter.

Noh drama.

That's pretty boring...

Jissoji Akio seemed to have found a topic to talk about, and became more and more excited, almost putting his arm around her shoulder.

"That's why you young people never understand the beauty of traditional drama. Noh is an ancient and time-honored art! Today's play is adapted from a legend on Kyushu Island, telling the story of Lord Haruaki slaying an evil demon on Kyushu Island."

Gu Ming naturally understood.

Mr. Seimei is Abe Seimei. Of course, Abe Seimei has no relationship with Abe Taiko. They just happen to have the same surname.

Abe Haruaki's status in Japanese legends is basically equivalent to Uncle Nine's status in the zombie universe.

Especially high.

The show hadn't started yet, so people couldn't go in. Many people were waiting and chatting in the lounge area. Gu Ming chatted with Jissoji Akio for a while before he noticed the others arriving late.

Yakushimaru Saburo was escorting Yakushimaru Hiroko. Little Yakushimaru looked like she was going to be executed. It seemed that she really didn't like Noh.

Kanako Higuchi trotted over and apologized.

Other people in the office who were willing to come also came one after another, such as Michiko Nishiwaki, Yukari Oshima, etc.

If I have to say, what surprised Gu Ming was that Moritsugu Akira was also here.

"He's not treating this as some kind of forced annual meeting, like he's required to attend? Or like he'll be ostracized if he doesn't attend?"

Gu Ming was at a loss for words, but since it didn't matter as it only cost one more ticket, he certainly didn't care.

Shaqin raised her head slightly and glanced at Gu Ming's profile.

so……

Why are there so many beautiful girls in your office?
How many sisters do you have?

……

……

The play began. In the dark theater, only the stage was lit by a beam of light. The sound of wooden clogs coming from far away made Gu Ming prick up his ears and listen carefully.

A man dressed in red and white, with a scarf covering his face, appeared on the stage.

As soon as you see the outfit, you know that this person must be Abe Haruaki who plays the Onmyoji.

"I heard that Abe Haruaki's family still has descendants. I wonder if I need permission to play Abe Haruaki," Yakushimaru Hiroko whispered. "No, everyone with the last name Abe these days is either a fraud or a descendant of a former illegitimate child. The legitimate Abe family long ago changed their name to 'Tsuchimikado'."

Jissoji Akio glanced at the two of them, his eyes speaking volumes.

quiet!

Yakushimaru Hiroko squinted her eyes and showed a somewhat funny expression.

Gu Ming stopped asking questions and focused on watching.

It is said to be the story of Abe Haruaki slaying demons, but Gu Ming soon discovered.

The performance was filled with some kind of indescribable dreaminess. The images created by the large amount of lights and projections on the paper sliding doors, and even the actors' obscure lines, all made Gu Ming fall into a drowsy dilemma.

This is much uglier than Peking Opera!!
"No, I should say that I can't accept it because I'm not Japanese. If it were someone else, they would probably like it."

Gu Ming glanced around secretly.

Very good, almost everyone who can sleep has slept...

It seems that Noh is indeed boring, especially since it contains a lot of ancient Japanese words that are almost lost, making it difficult to understand.

Even orthodox Japanese can't understand it, let alone Gu Ming.

In a blink of an eye, several sliding doors on the stage began to turn, and as the handyman's movements became faster and faster, it seemed as if the picture had reached a certain limit.

Suddenly, everything stopped, as if someone had pressed the pause button.

A man dressed in black clothes and black pants, with a black scarf covering his face, pushed all the sliding doors open.

Gu Ming couldn't help scratching his head.

What is this!

Of course Gu Ming didn't know.

This is the background board in Noh drama. In order to prevent the audience from being distracted, the faces are covered.

The image of black clothes, black pants and black mask was later often used in Japanese horror games, often as a "prophet" image.

It was not until the end of the Noh play that Gu Ming finally felt relieved.

If he hadn't been afraid of being impolite, he would have gone to bed long ago.

It was obvious that almost no one among the companions was interested except Akio Jissoji.

Jissoji Akio sighed, "Oh, you guys are really spoiling the fun. This is a classic work that touches on ancient culture."

He looked at Gu Ming, moved closer, and observed him carefully. Seeing that Gu Ming had indeed not fallen asleep, Jissoji Akio was somewhat amazed. "You actually didn't fall asleep? Well, I'll forgive you for this matter."

Gu Ming suddenly felt relieved.

It’s so nice not having to watch Noh!

Gu Ming raised his eyelids.

"Speaking of which... there should be other works about this story about Abe Haruaki exorcising demons, right?"

Gu Ming was about to ask, but Jissoji Akio seemed to understand his thoughts and raised a finger.

"If you want to make a work like this, it's not impossible. Right now, there's a yokai craze, and many works are adding yokai elements, but you can't use Abe Haruaki. This character is very special and can't be used easily."

Gu Ming naturally wouldn't use it casually.

Compared to those messy Noh plays, Gu Ming felt that his thinking was somewhat activated.

Japan is a country that is said to have "eight million gods", that is, there are eight million kinds of spirits and monsters. It has a long history of supernatural legends since ancient times.

This aroused Gu Ming's thoughts.

Thinking about the scene just now, Gu Ming suddenly clasped his hands together.

Have it.

A fantasy kung fu film.

(End of this chapter)