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Urgently seek the script of the drama "Song of Eternal Sorrow"
Wang Anyi's version of the drama script is hard to find, and there are only some excerpts on the Internet:
Song of Eternal Sorrow (excerpt from the script) Original: Wang Anyi Adapted: Zhao
1. The news that the novel Song of Eternal Sorrow, which won the Mao Dun Literature Prize, has been adapted into a drama has aroused widespread concern. In the first scene of the third act of the script, the first meeting between Wang Qiyao and "Old Keller" was chosen for readers' appreciation.
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In the 1980s, with the gradual rise of family dance, Wang Qiyao, the "Miss Shanghainese" in the 1940s, returned to Alice's apartment again.
Late autumn night. Alice apartment. The living room also has stairs; But the pattern is slightly different from before, bigger, divided into two halls, separated by a row of landing doors; The lobby is almost empty; There is an ordinary square table and half a dozen folding chairs against the wall in the back hall, which is very incongruous with the style of the room. Like temporary things, there are bottled cheap beer and drinks, iron thermos flask, rusty canned tea, and some glasses that can't be cleaned. There are all kinds of bags and coats on chairs, tables and even on the floor in the corner; Only that pair of single leather sofas with simple style but loose surface cracks and springs vaguely retains the style commensurate with the room. There are stairs leading upstairs, windows and oleanders in the yard.
In the waltz, the lights are on, the landing door is open, and a group of young men and women are dancing in the front hall. Although their dance steps are not very skilled, they are serious and dedicated. Among them are Zhang Yonghong, Koehler and Long Feet.
Wang Qiyao, 57, met Koehler at the dance, and the topic of old Shanghai made them feel at home.
It's my first time here, but I'm a stranger. Seems familiar. This room, this door and window, and the oleander tree outside the window are all familiar.
Wang Qiyao (I don't know what to say) Oh.
Old Koehler (with a wry smile) Maybe, I lived in this house in my last life.
Wang Qiyao (laughs) Maybe.
Old Koehler and you seem to be familiar with each other.
Wang Qiyao (mockingly): Have you seen my afterlife?
Old Koehler (embarrassed) No, no, that's not what I meant. I mean, when I just walked in, the way you sat reminded me of something ... (glancing at her again) It felt like going back in time.
Wang Qiyao (uneasily) Why don't you go dancing?
Old Koehler, why don't you go?
Wang Qiyao (laughs) is getting old. (pause, this time it's really a little sigh) The familiar Shanghai seems to be back, but I'm a bystander.
Old Koehler asked me to say that of all the people tonight, only you are suitable for this house.
Wang Qiyao Yes, old house, old man. ...
Old Koehler is old. Do you think these furniture are old or new? We people can't be old if we want to be old.
Things in Wang Qiyao may be old and beautiful, but people are different.
Old Koehler is old and nice. If all the people who come here tonight are old people, the dance will be very interesting. Zhang Yonghong said that she invited a master to teach everyone how to dance, right?
Wang Qiyao is far from teaching, and you dance very well.
What's so good about old Koehler? I can't even tell three steps from four. It's too noisy.
When dancing in Wang Qiyao, the atmosphere is the most important, especially for family dances like this. As long as everyone has fun, it is good to dance correctly.
Should old Koehler at least dress formally? Wearing sweaters, jeans and sneakers to dance the national standard dance is not entirely true; It's getting hot. Take off your sweater and jump in a cotton-padded jacket.
Wang Qiyao (laughs) You flatter me.
Old Koehler, you haven't seen them dancing on a hot day. It's too scary. Wear shorts; Barefoot, wearing plastic sandals, riding a tricycle instead of dancing Latin.
Wang Qiyao (tolerantly) No wonder they are all the same age as my daughter, and they have never seen anything. If they know more in the future, it will be natural.
Old Koehler (with interest) used to dance. What was so particular about it?
Wang Qiyao used to go dancing on the dance floor, and only foreign families held family dances. Really pay attention, first of all, the lights can't be so dim; Besides, beer is not on the table, at least a few bottles of champagne should be opened.
I brought a bottle of old Kohler champagne today, which didn't pop out and didn't taste!
Wang Qiyao (shaking his head, wry smile) is deformed.
Old Koehler was very interested. He moved all the bags and clothes on the sofa and sat down opposite Wang Qiyao. He didn't want his ass to sink at once and almost spilled his tea.
Wang Qiyao, look out. ...
Old Koehler's sofa ... (shakes his head and sighs) It's just a name, really a name.
Wang Qiyao, what is a false name?
Old Koehler has no good reputation for everything, champagne, balls, sofas ... only you make me happy that you came tonight.
Wang Qiyao, do you always exaggerate?
Old Koehler (ignoring and sighing involuntarily) Alas, Shanghai seems to be deformed now. The tram is gone. Nanmu floor tiles on Nanjing Road were pried up more than 20 years ago and replaced with cement. ...
Wang Qiyao (laughs) What do you think? Have you seen it? What are you in your twenties?
Old Koehler (no answer, continue to sigh with emotion) The western food in the western restaurant is also out of shape, the cups and plates are gone, the cream is overnight, and the potato salad is smelly; Chinese restaurants are dominated by lard and monosodium glutamate, which rarely make you lose your eyebrows; The pig rape rice in Ronghua Building is either burnt or fried; Qiao Jiazha's jiaozi either has less stuffing or leaks; How many times have the varieties of Mid-Autumn moon cakes increased? The most basic is the moon cake with bean paste, and the bean paste is not shelled.
Wang Qiyao, you are a good eater.
Old Koehler added that the shoulders and back of the suit were uncomfortable and the lining of the tie was acceptable. Almost everyone on the road wears one, but it is a three-in-one fabric; The practice of cheongsam has long been lost. The beauty of marriage is overwhelming, but vulgar. Vulgarity is also a style, the style of rural brides. ...
Wang Qiyao (agrees) Nothing good can stand so much. If it is too much, it will be used too much. If it is not thick, it will be thick.
The most important thing for old Koehler is that people are getting thicker and thicker. There are so many swearing people and spitting people in the street at once. They always quarrel and fight when they buy things by car.
Wang Qiyao: Yes, I'm afraid to go out now. (glancing at him again) I can't see that you have these ideas at such a young age.
Old Koehler (a little melancholy) is not young. Almost twenty-seven
Wang Qiyao is still young.
Old Koehler (thoughtfully) Sometimes, I really feel that I have lived too long.
Wang Qiyao (almost spits out his tea) looks real.
Old Koehler, perhaps, really knows my way to the west of Shanghai. I often go there, where there is shade. This shade is also historical, covering the sun for a hundred years; I just like the feeling of walking there and going back in time. I thought, what if there is a tram track on the road? The wooden benches opposite the tram are all black and white silent films. The buildings, brick joints and stones of the old hotel are all written with words. If you watch patiently, you can watch some old storms. (Stand up, walk back and forth) The street in Shanghai East District knows me, too. All roads lead to the river bank. The scenery is rougher and fresher than that in the west. Black-and-white movies are another way. Big movies and old storms are also hurricane-like. Seagulls have no time to fly, just like pigeons, what I want is no time; The customs clock is ringing, as it did decades ago. I was walking on the road when a gust of wind blew against my face. It was a deformed wind that squeezed in through the cracks in the building. My face doesn't change color, but my heart is very active, and I even feel like singing and dancing. Old Shanghai.
Wang Qiyao (gets up to pour tea) The old Shanghai you mentioned is the old Shanghai in the movie; The real old Shanghai, how do you know?
Old Koehler (seriously) I suspect that I was actually a person decades ago. I probably died suddenly and was reincarnated, so the old scene is unforgettable.
Wang Qiyao (having to pretend to be serious) What is your basis?
Old Koehler's basis is that I always think of Shanghai decades ago for no reason. What does that old Shanghai have to do with me? Sometimes walking on the road, walking well, suddenly there is a hole in front of me, as if going back to the past: women are all cheongsam dresses, men are all suits and hats, trams are ringing, and "gardenia, white orchid" is calling; I have become an old man myself, the kind of man who combs his hair, holds a briefcase and takes his good wife to work in a foreign company.
Wang Qiyao (laughs) has a good wife? What kind of wife?
Old Koehler (ignoring her, continuing) One day, I went to work by tram as usual. Unexpectedly, there was a gun battle on the tram. Agent Wang Puppet Manchuria chased Chongqing molecules and drove in the carriage. I chased from one end to the other. Unfortunately, I was shot in the back and killed. ...
Wang Qiyao, you saw this on TV.
Old Koehler, I am really a ghost, and my heart is unwilling, so now, people are now, but my heart is the heart of the past. You see, I just like the past, the people in the past, and the feeling of deja vu.
Long feet and Zhang Yonghong. Zhang Yonghong is in her twenties, very beautiful, and her dress is the most fashionable in that era, but not tacky; Long legs under the age of 30, wearing a pullover that can't slip, jeans and sneakers below.
Long feet are so spicy! Sweat is also coming out! (Take off the pullover immediately to reveal the cotton sweater)
Wang Qiyao and Koehler couldn't help smiling at each other.
Long feet, what are you laughing at? Give Zhang Yonghong a bottle of coke and fill it with beer. )
Zhang Yonghong (realizing something, kicking a long foot) What does it look like to wear clothes?
Long-legged reluctantly, but still put on his coat.
Wang Qiyao (pointing to old Koehler) What he means is that you shouldn't wear jeans and sneakers.
Long feet. Why? My jeans are "floating horses" and my sneakers are "Nike".
Zhang Yonghong, this is old Koehler. Who can compete with him?
Wang Qiyao Koehler? There's an old Keller now? People called it this way twenty or thirty years ago.
Zhang Yonghong, he is the old Koehler of the 1980s. Mama Weiwei, you have no idea how "Koehler" he is. Others are busy buying stereos, but he listens to old records; Everyone else is following the fashion in Nikon and Minolta, but he plays Rolex 120. Wearing a mechanical watch and drinking a small pot of coffee; Shaving with shaving cream, playing with old slide projectors, wearing boat shoes, looking for garbage and picking up garbage. ...
Old Koehler (interrupting) Do you know the name of this house here?
Long feet. Who doesn't know? Alice apartment.
Old Koehler is nice, but he has another name, which is "Social Flower Apartment".
Zhang Yonghong (with interest) Social Flower Apartment? All the people who used to live here were "socialites"?
Old Keller didn't say everything, but there were many. (Asking Wang Qiyao) Are you right?
Wang Qiyao (turning around) How should I know?
Old Keller, I know. Many women who used to live here were employed by powerful men.
Zhang Yonghong, right? (patrolling the room, as if looking for traces of the past)
Don't look for long feet. Those women are dead.
Is Zhang Yonghong Weiwei's mother, Koehler, right?
Wang Qiyao, ask him. He lives here.
Zhang Yonghong, you live here? What time?
Wang Qiyao's past lives. At that time, he was a powerful man and hired a social butterfly. I tried to laugh, but I didn't laugh.
Zhang Yonghong, he's dreaming! I know he dreamed of that kind of life, but unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time and had to indulge in nostalgia.
Long feet don't need nostalgia. Are you tired? Now as long as you have money, you can still keep a canary. Aunt Wang, wouldn't you say so?
Wang Qiyao just didn't hear it.
Zhang Yonghong (kicking) Don't you dare!
Long feet (smiling face) I'm not talking about me ...
Old Koehler (angrily) You vulgarize things. How can today's "canary" compare with those women in the past? Far from it. In the past, those women were not only beautiful, but more importantly, they had temperament, self-cultivation and connotation. Take the woman who lives in Alice's apartment as an example. Guess who is the most famous?
Zhang Yonghong who?
Old Koehler was the first "Miss Shanghai" in 1946. Her name was Wang Qiyao!
Wang Qiyao was shocked.
Zhang Yonghong Wang Qiyao? Hey, Mama Weiwei, isn't your name Wang Qiyao, too? You are the man that old Koehler said. (Laughter)
Wang Qiyao was disappointed, his hands clutching the armrest of the sofa, speechless; Zhang Yonghong zheng, old koehler and long feet are looking at Wang Qiyao.
Zhang Yonghong (thinking she is angry) Sorry, Vivian's mother, I was joking.
Old Koehler (awed) Maybe it really is you. ...
Zhang Yonghong (glancing at White Koehler) Stop joking!
Old Keller (approaches Wang Qiyao) It's you, isn't it?
Wang Qiyao (silent, looking away from his face) You are wrong, not the first one, but the third one.
Old Koehler (excitedly) Yes, yes, I remember wrong. That's the third place. People call you "Miss San" ...
Is it true that Zhang Yonghong said this (excitedly)? Mama Weiwei, are you really "Miss Shanghai"?
Dragon horn (as if it had been known for a long time) is of course true.
Zhang Yonghong (a little indignant) You have never mentioned such a big thing to me!
What's the point of mentioning Wang Qiyao's former residence in the valley?
Zhang Yonghong is such a glorious thing, how can you not mention it? (excitedly) Come on, everyone. Look who I invited. /kloc-Miss Shanghai in 0/946! Everybody, come and listen to her!
Young people shout a gush, surrounded the Wang Qiyao.
Wang Qiyao (crossly) Zhang Yonghong, what are you doing? Think of me as a rare animal exhibition?
Zhang Yonghong (coquetry) No, we all want to hear about your selection of "Miss Shanghai".
Everyone responded noisily. Wang Qiyao was silent.
Old Koehler (clearing the room) Let me tell you.
Zhang Yonghong, who told you that? Weiwei's mother, say it, say it.
Aunt Long Leg King, just say it briefly.
Wang Qiyao (shaking his head and standing up) really has nothing to say. Sorry, I'm a little tired. I'm going to go now. (Go get your coat and bag)
Old Koehler (puts on his coat very gentlemanly and gives her the bag) I'll take you back.
Wang Qiyao (laughs) No, I know you are a gentleman.
Zhang Yonghong with long feet, leaving only the old Koehler, relishing the scene just now; The dance music began again, which was an old Shanghai song by slow three, with a little melancholy and vicissitudes; Old Koehler listened attentively, slowly lifted Wang Qiyao's used cup and danced alone ... It faded.
2. The first scene [1946, Wang Qiyao stays in Jiang Lili's house to participate in the beauty pageant, and Teacher Cheng is enthusiastic]
Wang Qiyao: I think I wore red and green clothes in the first two performances, and the last one was white. Did you tell me anything, Mr. Cheng?
Mr. Cheng, you know what I mean. However, red is not a red method; How can green be a green method? We need to think it over. (Feeling left out by Jiang Lili, she walks up to her) Lily, you should play the piano slowly first and help us think together.
Jiang Lili (stops playing the piano, but her body doesn't move) I'm color blind.
Wang Qiyao, take your time. Don't worry. I want to go back and see my mother. I have lived here for more than a month and haven't been back yet.
Jiang Lili (running to Wang Qiyao) Can't she go back? If you go back, I'm a little bored. You miss your mother, I'll call her, okay?
Wang Qiyao doesn't want it. I'd better go back. Let's go
Jiang Lili, don't go back today, okay? By the way, I have an idea. You're right. Use red and green to set off the last white. The first time you played, you wore a red cheongsam; The second time I played, I wore a green suit. Mr. Cheng, are you right?
Mr. Cheng will not come to work.
Jiang Lili (depressed) Why is she absent again?
Mr. Cheng's red and green colors are naturally extreme, but it also depends on where they are used. Yao Yao's beauty is faint and expressionless. You should calm down and savor it. ...
Jiang Lili (not without jealousy) You taste very carefully.
Wang Qiyao (she chuckled and hit Jiang Lili) Don't be so blind.
Mr. Cheng (to himself): Red and green are decisive colors, and people's eyes can't look closely. Too strong is a bad thing, covering up the lightness of Yao Yao and washing away the beauty of Yao Yao, but not strong enough. If we take a step back and be modest, F and I can take care of each other, call me, join hands, and work together in Qi Xin, maybe we can achieve a strong effect. Therefore, I suggest that red and pink be made into a delicate beauty, pink and Yao Yao charm. [Wang Qiyao and Jiang Lili smile at one another. Wang Qiyao with a shy smile; Jiang Lili smile some reluctantly.
Mr. Cheng (continued) Green is apple green. It's a little rustic, but it's a suit style.
Go ahead, the apple green and the freshness of Yao Yao can form a lively beauty.
[Wang Qiyao and Jiang Lili try to avoid touching each other's eyes.
Mr. Cheng (proudly) What do you think, ladies?
They didn't seem to hear him. Jiang Lili plays the piano again.
Mr. Cheng (inexplicably) Ah ... Am I wrong?
3. Act II [After liberation, Wang Qiyao lived alone in the attic, Wang Qiyao gave birth to a daughter, and Kang Mingxun visited].
[Wang motherboard face carrying thermos flask, walked into the room, thermos flask sank into the cradle, the baby was crying, busy in the past, his hands busy in the cradle.
Wang Qiyao Cummingson, get me a clean rag.
Cummingson (happily) All right!
[He picks up a rag and walks to the cradle.
Empress Dowager (suddenly) put it down!
[Cummins and Qi Wang Yao are all one leng. Cummingson stood in the middle of the room with a rag.
How can the Queen Mother (who made a sudden snatch and grabbed the shit cloth from his hand) let your husband do such a thing?
It's okay, Cummingson. I'm free anyway. ...
Empress Dowager (ignoring him and rushing to Wang Qiyao) Do you know the rules? He is a gentleman, how can he touch these shit and urine? People are polite to you and treat you like a human being. You think it's a blessing to climb on your face. That's not enough!
[Wang Qiyao dumped them, sat on the bed and burst into tears.
The Empress Dowager (even more angry, throwing the shit cloth at Wang Qiyao's face) gave you a face instead of a face, so she made a bring disgrace to oneself gesture. This humiliation is of her own making. No one can help her if she wants to go down! (also picked up a handkerchief to wipe tears)
【 At that time, four people in the room were crying, and Kang Mingxun was silly.
Aunt Kang Mingxun (that) don't be angry, Wang Qiyao is an honest man. ...
Mrs. Wang (sneers) You are a smart man and know that Wang Qiyao is honest. She is really honest, so she must be honest. What if she is dishonest? How could I?
Kang Mingxun, this ... Wang Qiyao is still in confinement and can't be sad. ...
The queen mother hum, hum, Wang Qiyao is pregnant. I don't know. She doesn't have a man, how can she be confined? Tell me the truth, sir!
[Kang Mingxun ashamed. Wang Qiyao stopped crying and stood up to change the baby's diaper.
Cloth, the baby stopped crying.
Wang Qiyao (coldly) Mom, you said I didn't know the rules, but neither did you at home.
Rules? When you are in front of the guests, you talk about these scars as if they were real.
What does it have to do with others? Now you are insulting me! You're also humiliating yourself.
Home, for better or worse, I will always be your daughter.
Empress dowager, you ...
Wang Qiyao (interrupting): My husband really respected me before he came to see me. I won't have wild desires, and neither should you. I
I dare not talk about other life, but I always rely on myself! This time, I will make you suffer. Serve me for a month, and I will repay you.
4. Act III [In the attic where Wang Qiyao lived alone in the 1980s, after everyone left, Old Clara stayed alone to chat with Wang Qiyao].
Old Clara (bowing her head and fiddling with the saucer in her hand) really feels back in time when she comes to you.
Wang Qiyao, how long will it take you to get back? Do you want to go back to your mother's stomach?
Old Clara, no, back to the previous life.
Wang Qiyao (laughs and shakes his hand) Stop it and go back to your reincarnation story. I know you live a beautiful life. You are a gentleman in a foreign company and have a good wife.
[Both of them laughed.
Old Clara (seriously) Actually, I was not that kind of person in my last life.
Wang Qiyao has changed again? Think it over before you speak.
Lao Kela I was a senior official of the Kuomintang in my last life and was a soldier. Later, I died in Huaihai battlefield, leaving my favorite woman behind. I can't give up. I don't know why, my soul has been worried about her, but above, he is looking for a green void, below, the yellow is helpless, and life and death are separated. So, I begged God to let me be born again and return to the world. For more than 20 years, I have been looking for her and always wanted to come back to her. ...
Wang Qiyao: Okay, okay, stop it. It's like it's true.
Old Clara, I'd rather be true.
Unfortunately, Wang Qiyao is not real.
What if old Clara is real?
Wang Qiyao, you're obsessed.
Old Clara (explaining something) I'm glad of the atmosphere.
Wang Qiyao: Yes, the atmosphere is good, but people are very old-fashioned.
Old Clara is not. ...
Wang Qiyao is not what?
Old Clara, I, uh, didn't expect you to be old.
[Qi Wang Yao smile, smile a little reluctantly. As if to prove something, old Clara approached her and raised her hand to touch her hair. Wang Qiyao smiled again and brushed his hand gently, but he refused, holding her hand instead.
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