He should be the protagonist.
From the moment Rymontov sat at the dinner table, when Julian said "play it", I was thinking that the composer was no match for him at all. This person not only has the charm of the devil, but also the aura of the devil. Julian, a talented and good gentleman built according to the preferences of the middle class, gave him completely for nothing. The confidence of the composer is entirely supported by the so-called "talent". Once he feels that his talent is being despised/plagiarized, he will be in a mess. Mr. Manager is completely different. Talent is just a building block to him. It doesn't matter who has it, as long as he can master the collocation. It is estimated that the plagiarism of music scores will not happen to him at all; even if it does, it is estimated that the thief who dares to darken his eyes and lower his claws is unlucky.
So I'm always surprised that Peggy didn't pick him but Julian. This girl's eyes are so bad that Du Qianqian's level will make such a mistake. Well, we all know that Grandma QY's eyes are always polarized. This feeling was even stronger when Julian disapproved of her going on stage and even ran away irresponsibly during her performance. He was afraid, maybe. He understands that he has talent, but not that he is unmatched. And Peggy is irreplaceable. He can only trap her hands and feet with love. Once in the red shoes, Peggy is in his untouchable world. If Peggy was older and could see her husband's weakness and jealousy, she probably wouldn't have died and would have left. If not against Rymontov, at least the two would be excellent business partners. Unfortunately, she is still too young.
Rymontov's play is really good. The casual sense of superiority and control, as well as the occasional expression of emotion hidden under the overlapping pretences, is very moderately grasped. When Peggy was tempted to take the stage, the devil-faced saint would be tempted. After Peggy's death, he insisted on requesting the performance of "Red Shoes" without a heroine (probably referring to the story of Paplova), which was almost crazy. So what's up with Julian in the red shoes? Just to finally show the male superiority of the playwright and the director, cursing talented women who want to pursue career success not to die? Fuck you.
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