Winter Begonia (Bin Bian Bu Shi Hai Tang Hong / 鬓边不是海棠红)

Winter Begonia

Episode 21

Keep your hands like this.

Is it right?

Like this.

The tune you made

is much better than the lyrics you modified.

It's just that I didn't go to school.

Otherwise, my lyrics wouldn’t be that bad.

Save it.

Perform your operas well.

Don’t do my job.

What are these symbols?

Are they drawn by Mr. Shang?

Don’t you understand?

This is Chinese musical notation,

namely the Chinese stave.

Leader.

Come here, everyone.

Quickly.

Go.

Hurry.

Shijiu. You go first.

OK.

Stop. Stop.

You’re playing a chaste and fierce lady.

How come it makes me shiver?

Ronglan. Your turn.

Didn’t I sing well?

Stop, sis.

Cut it out.

How is it going?

Hasn’t he chosen a concubine yet?

You’ve heard their voices.

Not good.

The strength is the key.

The strength isn’t right.

Leader, what do you mean the strength?

Make it clear.

Well...

I can't explain it to you.

How should we perform then?

If it can’t do,

-we may invite someone from other troupes. -Mr. Cheng.

We may pay more

to pick a good performer.

Let’s have an All-star Show.

Leader of opera circle will be voted next mouth.

All troupes will try their best to win.

How come they have time to support me?

How about you play the female role?

Your strength is good enough.

Yes, leader.

Rob Peter to pay Paul?

If I play the female role,

who would play the male role?

You? Or you?

I’m unable to do that.

At this moment,

no opera performer

is willing to support other performers.

How about

we look for an outsider?

Outsider?

You said this.

If moves are not considered,

some outsiders

even sing better than leaders.

We have an outsider here.

Mr. Du.

-He is one of the best in Peking. -Mr. Du?

Don’t. Don’t.

Don't make fun of me.

My skills

can only fool laymen.

If I can be a star,

how come

I humbly follow your leader

and write scripts for him?

Hi, guys.

Mr. Niu.

Mr. Niu.

Hello, Mr. Niu.

Hello, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Du.

Xiao Lai. Serve tea.

No. No.

No, thanks. Xiao Lai.

I’ll leave after my words.

What’s wrong with the Opera Association this time?

Mr. Du.

Please don't joke about me.

Mr. Shang and you

made a scene in the Opera Association.

My gosh.

Who dares to

mess with you now?

It’s just that

Mr. Yuan Xiaodi will retire.

He invites you for a banquet

in the Opera Association next week.

What?

Will Mr. Yuan retire?

Yes, he meant to quit long ago.

He hasn’t performed much these years.

His wife is pregnant

and his satin shop opens,

so it’s put off until now.

Mr. Du, Mr. Cheng, would you go together?

I won’t.

Yuan Xiaodi is phony.

I don’t like him.

Well, Mr. Du.

Alright. Mr. Shang.

I have to visit others.

Mr. Cheng. Mr. Du. Goodbye.

Mr. Niu, take care.

Take care, Mr. Niu.

What a pity.

What a pity it is.

Who is Yuan Xiaodi?

I’ve never heard of him.

I only watched

two operas of Mr. Yuan.

That’s amazing.

Since I came to Peking,

the most regrettable thing is

that Hou Yukui retires.

Mr. Hou is old indeed,

but Yuan Xiaodi isn’t.

I’ve been looking forward to

performing with him someday.

I wish I’d have come to Peking earlier.

You’re too young to understand.

You'll understand it in the future.

You’re back.

Your brother hasn't seen you for days.

Go talk to him.

Why did you lie to me?

Chacha’er.

What did I just tell you?

Did I lie to you?

You sent Ge to pick up Zheng Laihong and me

so as to take him hostage.

You mean the young master of Zheng family?

I didn’t hurt him at all.

You threatened his grandfather

with him,

so, his grandfather was arrested.

I’ve told you

it’s not your brother's fault.

Darling, go to your room first.

I'd like to talk with Chacha’er alone.

Talk properly. Don’t get mad.

Be seated.

Let me ask you.

Zheng Laihong and I,

whose life is more important?

Yours, of course.

That’s it.

I was surrounded

by a dozen armed men.

I almost didn’t make it to see you alive.

Hadn’t I used him,

how could I get back in one piece?

Of course.

I shouldn’t have lied to you.

I won’t do it again.

Alright?

You told me

his grandfather’s matter wouldn’t implicate him.

His grandfather was arrested.

He will go to hometown with his parents.

It's none of my business.

But...

Chacha’er.

When father died,

debtors came to collect money.

The three of us

led a terrifying life. You remember?

At that time,

no one came to tell us

father’s debt shouldn’t implicate children.

Zheng enjoyed benefits from his grandfather.

His grandfather falls from power.

He must suffer the equivalent pain.

It’s unquestionable.

Fengtai.

What?

You've changed.

You’re not the same as you were in Shanghai.

If I were still the same,

how could I support this family

and protect you?

Fengtai.

You will also get changed

when you grow up.

Morning, Mr. Cheng.

Mr. Shang, you’re well dressed.

This dress

suits you well.