Characters: leftover men, axe gang boss, touts, thugs.
Props: fake axe, belt, rope, bowl, chair, beauty magazine (two copies), fake TV, paper towel, background music/recording.
The first act of intimidation
(The curtain is closed, the axe gang pushes the leftover men, and the axe gang boss and touts follow. )
Assassin: (very strong, pushing people) Go!
Leftover man: (harsh voice) Push what! I can go by myself!
Axe gang boss: Hum, today is your bad luck. If you are planted in my axe helper, you will lose a few organs if you don't die, hum!
Leftover man: (singing) beheading is nothing, I am a revolutionary; Life should stand to live, and death should stand to die. When singing, get close to everyone, and everyone will avoid it. After singing, stand on one foot and assume an indomitable posture.
Axe gang boss (looking up): Somebody, tie him to a chair! Otherwise, it will block my lens if it is too high! (Hairstyle, clothes, V gesture to the audience) Yeah!
(The mob pulled the rope out of his trouser pocket, pushed the leftover man to the chair at will, and tied his hands on the back of the chair. )
Axe gang boss: Hmm! (Nodding) Leftover man, I invited you here today to ask you something!
Leftover man: fart quickly! I have to wait to go back to see Super Girl!
Favorite: (rushing to say) take off your pants! Uh, no, hand over the pipe recipe!
Assassin: Ho ho! (scary)
Leftover man: The pipe formula is the latest patent invented by our company. How could it fall into the hands of scum like you!
Axe gang boss: Your mouth is quite hard. Look what this is (figure 8 with your fingers)
Leftover man: claws!
Axe gang boss: Wrong, this is not a claw, this is a gun. The director said that if there is no money to buy props, it will be used as a gun! (to the audience) Wow, my admiration for the director is like a torrent of water. Ha ha!
Leftover man: Hey, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? Won't you make one yourself?
Assassin: (extending his head) He, he, he has a point! (stuttering)
Boss of Axe Gang: (Hit it on the head) What's there? Get out of my camera! (Hairdressing audience)
Axe gang boss: (threatening leftover men) Get to the point! If you don't hand over the formula today, I'll blow your head off! (pointing to the head of the leftover man)
Leftover Man: Hum, I killed one person. There are thousands of me in Qian Qian. (impassioned tone) No one has died since ancient times. Keep the heart of Dan @ @ # @ @!
Axe gang boss: Yo, you are dying and still so stubborn! Somebody, let him taste the whip first. (Say that finish, rush after touts)
(The thugs are rubbing their hands, snickering, making a few bodybuilding gestures at the audience, and then pulling out the belt on their pants from their waist. )
Favorite: (afraid) too violent and bloody ... (hiding behind the shoulder of the axe gang boss)
Hitman: (beating the leftover man hard, saying while beating) Do you admit it or not? Confess or not? ……
Leftover man: (pretending to be in pain) Ouch ... Ouch ... (The axe helps the boss stand aside and sneer)
Ten days later, the thugs wiped their sweat and went to find the axe gang boss. )
Hitman: Old man, old man, boss, this fellow still refuses to accept, refuses to accept, refuses to accept!
Axe gang boss: (hitting the hitter on the head again) I told you not to block my camera! (lifts his collar to the audience and touches his chin) This boy is really tough. ...
Favorite: (Give advice) Boss, this guy's bones are too hard! Why don't you give him something soft and let him taste the sweetness? (The boss nodded, suddenly enlighted, touts Wu mouth smile. )
Axe gang boss: Then the stage is yours! (The boss and the thugs get off from one side)
Second act induction
Beloved: (wriggling forward, crouching down, touching the face of the man on the left, making a pity appearance) Yo, look at what they called you, it's really inhuman!
Leftover man: (turning his head) Hum!
Beloved: (winks) What do you think of me, son? (electric eye)
Leftover man: (looked up and down with his nose closed and finally vomited) Wow! (vomiting)
Favorite: Hee hee, I knew you would vomit (take out the bowl and pick it up//with your hands), vomit, vomit, just spit it out.
Leftover man: (while vomiting) God, this is more painful than being tortured!
Favorite: Hee hee, our boss said that as long as you hand over the formula, you will be popular and enjoy the splendor in the future. ...
Leftover Man: I just want you to disappear at once. ...
Beloved: (eyes flashing) Really? Does this mean that if I leave, you will hand over the formula?
Leftover man: I'll take the exam. Even if you undress in front of me, I won't ...
Beloved: (stands up angrily) Hum! I know you like reading beauty magazines, so I stole one from my boss to show you. (Pulling out a book from the waist) This is a big risk. ...
Leftover man: (staring, surprised) huh? Is this the latest edition?
Favorite: Yes!
Leftover man: Bring it, let me see! Put down your hand and pick up the book-your hands were tied behind your back.
(They crouch down and turn over the pages, and from time to time they burst into surprise. )
Leftover man: This one looks good! (Turn it over and everyone exclaims: Wow! )
Leftover man: It's so hot!
Favorite: (shaking his head) This one won't work. It's useless to look at because of its short stature and long legs!
Leftover man: Oh, it's quite expert! (touts smile apologetically) (continue reading)
Favorite: Hey, this is good! Good figure and beautiful people!
Leftover man: (Nodding) Hmm! Wu, Teng, Lan, Japanese?
Favorite: Yes, it is very famous in Japan! (trying to buy off the leftover men) Well, our boss said that as long as you hand over the formula, you will be sent to Japan to enjoy yourself. ...
Leftover man: (I heard that, throw away the book) Hum! (Stand up, firmly) I tell you, I will never betray the organization! Bah (spit). (touts wipe the saliva on his face, completely helpless, pick up the books on the ground to go)
Leftover man: (harsh voice) Come back! (touts turned and thought they were going to hand over the recipe, but I didn't expect-) you sissy, eunuch, transvestite, (speaking faster) do you think you deserve Sister Furong like this? Are you so worthy of brother Yuchun? Do you really deserve Dong Fangbubai? (Then grabs the book from the master) Get out! (The touts are in a mess from one side, and the leftover men flip through the magazines, then put them in their pockets and continue to tie themselves to the chair.)
The third act of spiritual destruction
(The axe gang boss and touts, followed by thugs. )
Favorite: boss, he still won't talk!
Axe gang boss: (takes a breath) It seems that I won't say anything without heavy punishment. (touts and thugs nod in unison)
(The axe shakes the boss's head and signals the thugs to go down and get something. Soon the mob moved a TV set and put it in front of the remaining men. )
Beloved: (coming over and trying to persuade) You'd better confess, but we are inhuman!
Leftover man: (looking up) Bah! (spit)
Favourite wipes the saliva on her face and walks away angrily. At the same time, the mob pressed the TV switch and played the recording of Princess Zhu Huan. )
Leftover man: (unbearable) Oh, no, help! (The boss, touts and thugs gloat and dance with excitement) Oh, my god ... I feel dizzy (then turn off the recording. )
Axe gang boss: (walks up to the leftover man and holds the leftover man's head with his hand) How about it? See what I can do. Give you one last chance, confess or not?
Leftover man: (weakly) I won't say anything. Just kill me.
The boss is even more angry. He shook his head, signaling touts to be more cruel. )
Beloved: (grasping the meaning) Really? Show him that? How cruel! Completely against human law!
Killer: Yes, yes, yes, it will, will, will kill people!
Boss of Axe Gang: (Nodding viciously) Yes! Show him-China Football! (key)
Leftover man: (suddenly raising his head, opening his mouth and making a terrible fear) No, no, don't! (At this time, the mob went to press the TV switch to play the recording of the China football team's game explained by Sun Zhengping. The leftover man closed his eyes and shook his head hard: please, don't! Somebody, help)
Axe gang boss: Open your eyes! (touts and thugs go forward together and break the eyelids of the leftover man)
Leftover man: (shaking his head and struggling) No, help!
Everyone was busy talking, and suddenly the recording became Chairman Mao's Speech in founding ceremony. Everyone felt strange and put down their "live broadcast" to watch TV together. After the recording, the boss jumped up and shouted, Long live Chairman Mao! Long live Chairman Mao! Others followed suit. )
-(Then automatically change the channel to "Deng Xiaoping's Speech"-After this recording, touts jumped up and shouted: Hey, Xiaoping! Hello, Xiaoping! Others followed suit. )
After this recording, the leftover man jumped up and shouted, "Yeah! We won! Long live the motherland! , others followed Shouting)
Change another channel to "Wenchuan Earthquake and Premier Wen's Speech". As soon as Premier Wen spoke, the thugs cried first, and then everyone took out paper towels to wipe their tears. At the end of the recording, when Premier Wen asked him if he was confident, they all replied: Yes! )
The last recording was changed to "Beijing Olympic Games Singing the Motherland", and four people sang along. Then play the recording of "Hu Jintao announces the opening of the Olympic Games".
Axe gang boss: (a cutting) Go! Let's watch the Olympic Games!
Favorite: don't let him hand over the formula?
Axe gang boss: Shit! Is it important for your body shape to look at the Olympic formula? Is it important to watch China win gold and silver? (Gesturing to the audience) Yeah! -let's go! (with the second hand)
Leftover man: (suddenly drinking) Stop! (Go to the axe gang boss, search, find a beauty magazine and keep it for yourself. )
Axe gang boss: (holding a book) This is mine. ...
Leftover man: Here-me!
Axe gang boss: (Still not letting go) This is mine. ...
Leftover man: Here-me!
Axe gang boss: (still holding) This is mine. ...
Leftover man: (angry, jumped up and knocked the axe gang boss to the ground and took the book) I told you not to take it from me, you have plenty at home!
(touts and thugs come over. The thugs pick up a branch and poke the boss. When they see that the boss is silent, they hold the boss down from one side.)
Leftover Man: (slapping his hands with a book in front of the audience) Hum, if you have a problem with me, you have a problem with China football! Why bother? (Turning to the stage) Hey, wait for me. Can you buy me a ticket for diving or table tennis? So can weightlifters!
(leftover man, ending. )——