In the 15th year of the Republic of China, Yin Yannong, a famous opera singer, was both beautiful and artistic. She became an instant hit when she sang "War Horse Chao" at the age of eleven. At the age of sixteen, she became famous in the capital with her song "The Drunken Concubine". However, just when he was at the height of his fame, a page in his biography suddenly disappeared, and his experience became a mystery thereafter.
Nearly a hundred years later, Chen Boxun, a professor of opera history, accidentally read this incomplete biography at the home of his colleague Liu, and he was fascinated by it ever since. Mr. Liu took out his collection of Yin Yannong films, but the projector remained silent. That night, while Chen Boyun was taking a bath, he was half asleep and half awake when he heard someone calling his name - the voice was as clean as ink from another era, falling into the water and slowly fainting.
His eyes shot open. The bathroom was empty, but the water that was supposed to be cool was still scalding hot, and the inside of the wrist bone was light red, as if someone had gently held it.
Yin Yannong traveled through time and space and appeared in Chen Boxun's bathtub.
Two men met after hundreds of years. Chen Boxun introduced him to this completely unfamiliar world, but Yin Yannong gradually discovered that the drama that once attracted everyone, now no one cares about it. The opera troupe was gone, the troupe was gone, and he had nowhere to show his talents.
Chen Boyun exhausted his family connections to find the best resources for him, traveled around, and finally built a stage for him.
On that day, the stage was completed. Yin Yannong looked at the stage and suddenly asked: "Do you know that in our time, if a person set up a stage for you, he would give up his life?"
Chen Boyun did not answer. He kissed Yin Yannong's lips gently, his voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of shocking the soul from a hundred years ago:
"Then give it."
Intention: In a world where everything is disappearing accelerating, there is always something worth slowing down, watching with your heart, and guarding with your life, such as a play or a person.