My name. His name is Mo Lingling. It is not the exquisite and transparent Ling or the agile and free Ling, but the wandering Zero, followed by the Ling that the actor joked about. Literally translated, it should mean an actor with nothing. Mo Lingling, don't pity the actor who has nothing. Changing everything on the stage, Zhang Ailing wrote that Qiong Yao's nose was pinched between two long pieces of red rouge, and she sang and laughed, with her sleeves covering her mouth. However, in life, the actor is lonely and melancholy, with messy makeup. It still has to be performed, no matter how desolate and soulless it is, the Cantonese opera that has already opened needs a dazzling ending and a happy or sad ending, so the actor sings with all his strength, laughing, crying, sad, happy, sober and sensible, and acting out love and hate, even if there is no audience, even if he is not appreciated. Once you start, don't stop.
Life is like this in the future.