C: I feel bored, and living is boring.
A: Let's play cards.
C: Boring.
How about playing chess?
C: more boring.
A: Watching movies and practicing calligraphy.
C: The more you talk about it, the more boring it becomes. After all this trouble, that's all you have.
A: Then what do you say? No matter what you say, I will stay with you.
C: jump off a building. Are you with me?
Well, I can't accompany you.
Captain: What can you do with me?
A: Well ... if you are really free, you can enjoy music, take a walk, dance yangko or do voluntary labor.
C: Fuck off! ! Then he jumps up and grabs A by the collar. )
C: Brother!
Ah ...-_-|||
C: help me. .......
Ah, no, this .....
Captain: Let me punch you both in the mouth, just two! ! ! (Raise your hand)
A: (holding it in his hand quickly) Big Brother! Well ... you head, don't say two, I have to go to the crematorium just one ... You pity me, too. You see I'm already scarred. .....
Just let me do something I really want to do! To tell the truth (tears), I haven't been a master since I was so big! (Raise your hand again)
A: (gasping) Ah ... No, no, no, listen to me, people will always be the masters of their own houses ... Let's talk about everything else, ok?
Something happened, so I caught a man from behind just in case.
B: You let go. If you touch him today, I will fight with you! ! !
C: (Loosening hands, crying) It turns out that everyone is so selfish that they only care about themselves and ignore others. It is so boring. Well, I don't want to live ... Mm-hmm. .......
A tidied up her clothes and returned to her seat in shock.
What do you think this is?
C is still crying ... I can't live.
Why are you crying? ..... Forget it, it's free this time. Please go quickly.
C suddenly stopped crying: Oh, thank you.
A: Nothing. .......
C: Goodbye. (leaving in tears)
Police camp fans
Time: August 2008
Venue: escort duty company, escort carriage and patrol road of Beijing Armed Police Corps.
Character:-The main storyteller in the play is the monitor of Class 6, the first-class master sergeant, and he has a Shandong accent and Mandarin (referred to as Wang).
—— Class 6 vice monitor, first-class master sergeant, Hebei accent (Zhang for short).
Yang —— Class 6 veteran, first-class sergeant, Shandong accent (referred to as Yang).
Bai —— Grade 6 veteran, first class soldier, Henan accent (abbreviation: Bai).
Class six recruits, private, Sichuan accent (Xu for short)
Class six recruits, private, Northeast accent (referred to as Bian).
-Class 6 recruits, private, Beijing accent (Lei for short).
Huafu Pavilion-Class 6 recruits and private soldiers (referred to as Hua)
[The curtain rises. There is a podium in the front left of the podium, and a number of escort boxes are placed in the rear left, with the words "escort materials" written on them. The monitor at the back of the stage gave the password: "Step by step-go!" Everybody line up and walk together]
Zhang: Stop-Stop! Turn right! Yes!
(Everyone quickly follows China) (Wang Bo follows the team, but walks to the podium)
Wang: (starting the board)
Everyone: It is said that at 8 pm on August 8, 2008-
Zhang: One day after the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games, there were such a group of soldiers. They are the Beijing Armed Police Corps.
[The following is everyone's sequential transmission mode]
Bai: Some teacher-
Yang: A detachment-
Side: A brigade-
Ray: A squadron-
W: A platoon.
X: Class 6-
[Everyone looks at each other, mysterious]
Everyone: I won't tell you!
Side: (out of the crowd) Cough! What's wrong! Isn't it a soldier? Look at all the soldiers in Class Six-handsome guys!
Everyone: Yes! Handsome guy! (Looking at each other proudly, but a little confused)
Wang: Stop! What is beauty? ! (Action freeze)
Zhang: Yes, the monitor of Class Six. He, a native of Shandong, is heavy-eyed, burly and strong-willed. It hit the floor! However, he has a small shortcoming, that is-(winking at everyone)
Everyone: (singing to Wang) "You are always too soft-hearted to show us all the games ..."
Wang: Stop! What time is it now?
Masses: When?
Wang: Eight o'clock in the evening!
Everyone: 8 o'clock?
Wang: At this moment, people all over the country, the whole world and even the whole universe are watching a place. ......
Masses: Where?
Wang: Nestle!
Everyone: Hahahaha.
Bai: Monitor, that's the Bird's Nest!
Wang: I'm just kidding you! I mean, tonight's escort and patrol missions are limited. Who are the fans here? If you are a fan, you can stay at home and watch the game.
The whole class suddenly realized, shirked each other, and then froze. )
Zhang: After the sixth monitor finished this sentence, the whole class was speechless. Everyone was silent. Why?
Side: Why? To tell the truth, the soldiers in Class Six are all sports fans, all with special skills.
Hua: Bai is a Henan soldier, and he plays table tennis very well-crackling, crackling, absolutely first-class!
Xu: The vice monitor of Hebei is not only handsome, but also handsome in football!
Zhang: Sichuan Xiaobing plays badminton-shua shua shua shua, dutifully!
Bai: The big man in the northeast is all-powerful on the school basketball court. Nobody can beat him!
Lei: Yang is a veteran in Shandong, and he has the nickname "Prince of Shot Put".
Yang: (Shandong accent, turning to Lei) Your favorite ball-that's not easy either!
Crowd: What ball?
Yang: Glass balls!
Ray: Alas! What are you talking about? Glass ball?
Yang: Glass balls are balls, too!
[Everyone laughs, freezes]
Zhang: At this moment, since they are all fans, why are they all dumb? It turns out that our Class Six is a battle group holding a red flag for the first place. All fans want to watch the ball, but no one wants to lose a chance to go to the front line because of watching the ball!
Wang: Comrades, I ask again, who are the fans here? Tell the truth. (See no answer, suddenly give the password) Fans! Step forward.-Go!
[Everyone shrewdly took a step back, while Xu Siwei stood dejectedly and became the only soldier standing in front]
Wang: (seeing Xu standing in front of the line) Oh, are you a fan?
Xu: (flustered) No, no, no, Ben, monitor! I am not a fan.
Wang: I don't like it. Why did you stand up?
Xu: (frantically making excuses) I ... I want to go to the Bird's Nest.
Wang: I asked who is a fan?
Xu: (speechless) I ... (frozen)
Bai: Private has just reported to Class Six, and he is still a little shy to talk to the monitor. The whole class wanted him to stay, but he replied that he would go to the Bird's Nest! It means he wants to be on the front line!
[Back to normal]
Wang: Ah!
Zhang: Here!
Wang: White!
Bai: Here!
Wang: At 8: 30 this evening, the escort mission from Beijing to Qinghai will be handed over to you two! Now go down and get ready, and then set off!
Zhang Bai: Yes! (To be continued)
Bai: (suddenly turning around) Hello, monitor, please. ......
Wang: What is a ball?
Bai: Can you record the result of tonight's football match for both of us?
Wang: Well, I'm actually a fan.
Bai: (feeling that I have found a bosom friend, in Henan dialect) Hey! Monitor, what kind of ball are you-
Zhang: (I feel that the words are wrong, so I quickly cover my mouth)
Bai: (I was smothered by the cover, and took a long breath when I broke free) swooped down-(saliva sprayed on the monitor's face)-Fan?
Wang: (wiping his face) OK, OK, OK! Let's go
[Xu Siwei broke free from his comrades-in-arms and ran to the monitor]
Xu: Monitor! Why don't you let me go?
Wang: So you won't watch the game?
Xu: I won't watch this game tonight in order to get into the first team, ok? (Clap the white foot next to him and signal him to help intercede)
Bai: Monitor, let him go.
Zhang: (also coming up to plead for Xu) Monitor, let him go! There are more materials today.
Wang: All right then! Let's go
Zhang, Bai and Xu: (in unison) Yeah! (turning to March) Go! Let's go Let's go
Wang: Ah!
Yang: Here!
Wang: Ah!
This way: this way!
Wang: Huafu Pavilion!
Hua: Here!
Wang: Ah!
Ray: Here!
Wang: In order to ensure the absolute safety of the Olympic Games, our squadron will temporarily undertake a patrol task, which will be undertaken by the four of you. The task is very arduous and glorious! Now go down and get ready, and leave at 8: 30!
Yang, Bian, Hua and Lei: Yes! (Turn around and step down)
Wang: Hey! Stop. (Four people turn around) Don't you four have any requirements?
Yang, Bian, Hua and Lei: (Four people smile at each other, knowing, intentionally) Monitor, we have no waist (gesturing waist), only balls (gesturing ball games).
Wang: What ball?
Side: Basketball.
Ray: Football.
Yang: Table tennis.
Hua: Golf.
Wang: This is your key-the ball?
Yang, Bian, Hua and Lei: Hmm!
Wang: Song! Target guard room line one, step by step!
[When everyone is depressed, Wang returns to the state of being the main storyteller, and the stage lights gradually dim and chase the light]
Wang: At 8: 30 pm on a certain day in August, 2008, the streets of Beijing were crowded with people and the Chinese nation was jubilant! The first match of China football team in the 29th Olympic Games, which attracted worldwide attention, started grandly! However, at this moment, a group of Olympic guards wearing olive green and national emblem are quietly walking under the neon lights.
[Off-site password: "Step by step-go!" Yang, Bian, Hua and Lei are standing on the right side of the stage in patrol uniforms]
Wang: But another group of escort soldiers dressed in camouflage uniforms, helmets and heavy eyebrows are running wildly on the wasteland!
[Zhang Bai, armed to the teeth, go to the escort, and guard at the back of the stage on the left side of the escort's material box, and don't move]
Wang: Silence (from stepping to swinging), silence, loneliness ... but they are very excited! What are they excited about?
[Chasing the light and moving around, the words "edge", "China" and "thunder" line up, Yang Lingbing]
Ray: (talking while walking) Veteran Yang, is the game about to start? Ronaldinho must go on stage!
Yang: Really?
Ray: I won't watch it. I can't hold it any longer!
Yang: Forget it. On duty.
Side: veteran Yang!
Yang: What's the matter with you?
Although I like playing basketball, I really want to watch football now! I'm also a football fan-
Yang: What ball are you watching? ! Keep moving!
Ray: (suddenly running out of the queue, pointing to his right leg) veteran Yang, my right leg is no different from Beckham's!
Yang: (looking around hastily, pushing Ray back into the queue) Let's go, right? I found that Lei's pace after returning to the team was different from that of his comrades. ) His left leg is not well coordinated! Stand up! One, two, one One, two, one
[Ray adjusts his steps back]
Hua: Hey, veteran Yang, it seems that you are also his fan!
Yang: I'm a fan? (Shaking his head and sighing) I can't get lost! Now, we are going to get lost on this road! Stop talking about the ball and move on! (freeze)
[Chasing the light to the master storyteller]
Wang: Veteran Yang is an old chess fan. He can recite the names of star players. But tonight, he resolutely embarked on the first line of Olympic patrol. At the same time, another special group of fans are running on the wasteland.
[Mercedes-Benz train voice-over, chasing light to escort]
X: (pulls back the curtain and looks out) Vice monitor, is the game about to start?
Zhang: What's this radio for? Just listen to the ball! Listen!
[Xu takes out the radio from his trouser pocket, sticks it to his ear and shakes his head]
Zhang: Listen carefully!
Bai: What's the matter?
Xu: (suddenly hearing a voice, repeating) "Ladies and gentlemen, china national radio, CCTV-the first game of the 29th Olympic Games China football team is about to start.
China team is right ... "(Zhang) The vice squad leader didn't get a signal.
Zhang: Pull up the antenna. Give it to me. (Listen to it with the radio, the train is getting louder and louder) Cough! When I entered the cave again (I held up the radio and found it really impossible, so I motioned Bai to squat down next to him. He rode on Bai's neck and stood up with Zhang on his back.
Bai: (laboriously) Deputy monitor, is there a signal?
Zhang: Hey, there's a signal! There's a signal! (I put Zhang down in vain and just wanted to rest) It's gone again, it's gone again! (Bai immediately picks him up again) Yes, yes, yes! (White puts down Zhang again) Don't come again.
[Sitting on the ground wearily, throwing his helmet in dismay]
Zhang: (finding that they are not in the right mood, pretending to receive the sound) Hey, there is a signal, there is a signal! (Two people listen around Zhang, and Zhang imitates the sports commentator's explanation) The China team takes the ball into the penalty area, first crossing the left, then the right, past the defender, past the goalkeeper and shooting! Become-
Bai and Xu: No!
Bai: I heard everything, vice president. There is no signal at all!
Zhang: So you two are also a ball-
Bai Hexu: Fans!
Zhang: I'm just teasing you! There is really no signal. To relieve boredom!
Bai and Xu: You! (freeze)
[Chasing the light and turning to the storyteller, the stadium cheers]
Wang: (Quick) At this moment, the Olympic football field is filled with smoke, and the crowd is excited and colorful! (The escort and patrol followed the storyteller to watch the ball violently in virtual space. The ball passed to the left and then to the right. It's going to the top, it's going to the bottom! China crossed the defense line and advanced to the other side's gate! (all frozen)
Xu: Olympic Games, do you know that we are all die-hard fans?
Everyone: but we can't see it!
Outside the painting, thunder sounded and lights flashed, pointing to different performance areas on the stage according to the plot.
Wang: It thundered and rained heavily.
Bai: deputy monitor, the car is leaking! (rain)
Zhang: White!
Bai: Here!
Zhang: Take the washbasin to catch the rain!
Bai: Yes! (Take the washbasin to catch the rain)
Zhang: Ah!
X: Here we are!
Zhang: Cover it with tarpaulin!
X: Yes! (two people cover the cloth) (freeze frame)
[The patrol resumed its marching form, and another thunder sounded, chasing the light]
Side: (standing still and shouting) veteran Yang, it thundered!
Yang: What is thunder? ! Keep moving! Yan Lei!
Ray: Here!
Yang: Report to the squadron by walkie-talkie. Do you want to bring it back?
Ray: Yes! (Report by walkie-talkie) Squadron veteran Yang instructed: Go back and get the raincoat!
Yang: Huafu Pavilion!
Hua: Here!
Yang: Run back and get the raincoat!
Woman: Yes! (Running downward)
[The patrol stops, chases the light, and goes to the escort]
Bai: (holding up the washbasin to receive water) Vice monitor! It's raining so hard, can the ball still be kicked?
Zhang: (helping to wash the washbasin) The China team is not good at water fights. This time, it is running-in!
X: Huh? !
【 escort soldiers freeze, chase light, and patrol. Huafuting has run back with a raincoat, and the escort has put on a raincoat]
Bian: (talking while walking) Veteran Yang, can China still play in such a heavy rain?
Yang: What do you know? Didn't Liu Changchun, the first China to participate in the Olympic Games, run down?
Ray: veteran Yang, that's track and field, not football!
Yang: I'm not interested in track and field or football. What I want is the spirit of China people!
Everyone: (From the performance area to the middle of the stage, the rain gradually weakens) Yes! China people's spirit, China people's excitement, great country's heroism, the century-old dream of the Olympic Games. Who doesn't want to experience the soul of our nation at this moment! (freeze)
[chasing light and driving escort]
Xu: Did you score a goal, vice squad leader?
Bai: Listen to the radio!
Zhang: Yes, listening to the radio. (grabs the radio and listens) No signal, no signal, no signal, (shouts) No signal, no signal! (discouraged, frozen)
[Chasing light moves to patrol, and it rains again]
Lei: Veteran Yang, no matter how heavy the rain is, football can't stop.
Yang: Not talking about the ball, but I believe that the Olympic Games will be held successfully!
Hua: Veteran Yang, in 2008, China had everything except China football. (freeze)
[chasing light and driving escort]
X: That's right! There's going to be a big earthquake in China football (thunder will ring again), otherwise it won't stand up-
Everyone: Yes! Get up. (rain)
Bai: (holding a washbasin in the rain) Vice monitor, it's raining harder and harder. I can't hold on any longer!
Zhang: White!
Bai: Here!
Zhang: I order you:
Bai: Yes!
Xu: (running to hold Bai's waist) Yes! Come on! (freeze)
[light-chasing mobile patrol]
Ray: Look, Yang, there is water in front. Are you still going?
Yang: For the safety of the Olympics, get up!
Side: Come on!
Yang: Come on! ! (freeze)
[Chasing the light and moving to the storyteller]
Wang: A class of soldiers, whose Olympic time was divided into two halves, stayed away from home to protect their finances and stayed in Beijing to protect their sacredness. All fans, no stars, selfless dedication, willing to contribute.
[When the rain stops, chase the light to escort]
Xu: Look, vice monitor, the sun is out and the moon is out. (water dripping)
Bai: (Put down the washbasin and go to the window and shout) Hello, Moon, how are you? Is the game over? (Singing Moon and Soldiers) "Moon, Moon, I am a soldier."
[The lights are getting brighter, so let's gather at the front desk.]
Everyone: (chorus) Moon, Moon, is my name nice? Oh, the moon, the moon-"(static field)
X: (listening to the radio) Vice squad leader, there is a signal.
Zhang: Did China win?
X: The game is over ... (frozen)
Hua: Veteran Yang, let's make a bet. Because of our patrol, China will definitely win!
Yang: Yes, you can!
Policeman: Of course! (freeze)
Wang: Who said that soldiers only have steel guns and sentries? They also feel the Olympic Games. Who says soldiers only patrol and escort? Far and wide, stormy and eventful, the Olympic Games is successful and brilliant.
Zhang: Turn on the radio. Whether China wins or loses, we should all cheer for the Olympic Games and China in our own posts!
[Music "The Motherland Will Never Forget" rings]
Lei: No matter whether the ball can get in or not, we will build the Great Wall into a prosperous Great Wall and the Fifth Ring Road into a patrol line!
Everybody: Come on, China! China, you won! The Yellow River flows, China is strong, come on for the Olympics! Come on China! Come on Beijing!
[Loud music]
Wang: This is a short story about the Olympic security of the Beijing Armed Police. Police camp fans voiced their voices in different places. Olympic Games, escort, March, show the loyalty of the guards!
Everyone: show the loyalty of the guards! ! ! (modeling)