Chapter 205: How Much Do You Know About Opera?
In the next week, Lin Bao took his grandfather to visit the large and small attractions in the magic capital.
Soon, it was Wednesday.
Early in the morning, the two took the subway to the entrance of the Magic City Grand Theater, and there were quite a lot of spectators queuing up to enter, and they waited in line for almost half an hour before the two entered the venue and found their place.
Lin Bao looked around and found that he was not surrounded by old grandfathers and grandmothers as he imagined.
On the contrary, there are quite a few young people.
However, basically, most of the forms and manners are based on opera.
It should be all students from the opera industry who come to observe and learn.
In fact, fortunately, there are various support systems for traditional arts, as well as the existence of some opera universities and even opera vocational schools, which can be barely preserved.
The grandfather sitting next to him was looking at the program list handed to him by the staff when he entered the venue before.
The Xiqu Association will have a period of touring performances in the middle of each year, inviting outstanding opera performers from all over the country to various cities to perform and publicize.
The performances of the Magic City Theater in the past few days are naturally full of masters.
Especially today, there are a lot of artists of the older generation who will perform on stage.
On the show, behind every old artist who performed on stage, there were heavyweight guests with titles such as president, vice president, professor, etc.
Liu Qinshan was the last to take the stage today and sang an excerpt from "Chaoyanggou...... Su Jianzhong sang "Tanuki for the Prince" at more than 11 o'clock in the morning......"
Grandpa is basically a famous actor who pays attention to Henan Opera.
In fact, the most popular in Lin Bao's hometown is Pu opera.
Originating from neighboring provinces, Henan Opera is the largest opera in the country, spreading throughout the country and almost becoming a household name. Back then, of course.
Grandpa himself, listened to all kinds of dramas, his favorite, and the most often listened to when he was young, Henan Opera.
Even, because it is adjacent to neighboring provinces, Lin Bao's hometown even has a Yu Opera Troupe.
"Liu Qinshan was in our city's Yu Opera Troupe back then, a famous role, please tens of thousands of yuan for a game, in that era, tens of thousands of yuan, think about it, ordinary people have something at home, they must not be able to afford it. One year, our neighboring villages collectively paid for him to come over and sing a song, and they all crowded over to watch it. ”
Grandpa whispered, "I don't know if you remember, that time, I took you over to see it." ”
Lin Bao thought about it, had no memory, and shook his head.
"You were only four or five years old at the time, and you had a shaved head, haha. I'll take you by bike. You're too small to squeeze in, so I'll sit on the bike and lift you up to the top of your head to see, and you still say it's not good-looking, and you're going to eat popsicles and spicy chips......"
Grandpa sat there, holding the program list in his hand, as if he was caught in a memory.
Lin Bao sat quietly next to him and listened to him.
"Your grandmother originally wanted to go, but your parents have something to do, Xiaoyun is too young to come out, so she can't watch it, so I will go back and tell her after reading it...... Think about it, since you and Xiaoyun were born, she hasn't gone out to watch a show. Later, there were more TV stations at home, and there was an opera station, so I could watch it. But she has high blood pressure and her head hurts when she watches TV......"
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"Speaking of Liu Qinshan, back then, because his appearance fee was too high, there were still people who made trouble. Later, people went directly to Beijing, and you just gave money, and you didn't come back to sing. ”
"There was such a thing in those days?"
Lin Bao was a little surprised.
Grandpa nodded: "Actually, to put it bluntly, it's all red-eyed, and you want to save face." People are famous actors, they sing well, you invite people, what you see is their fame. If others can't afford it, you can afford it, that's face.
That's what the market is.
If you have a white thing at home, set up a stage to sing a play, please invite a small corner if you are not famous. You can't afford it, you still feel that you can't get over the face, and the weird person's appearance fee is high, is this their fault or your problem?"
Lin Bao smiled.
I didn't expect that in this regard, grandpa would have such an understanding.
After chatting for a while, soon, the show was about to start.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Lin Bao turned his head and looked at his grandfather, who was sitting straight and watching the performance on the stage seriously.
Vaguely, in his memory, there are still scenes when he was a child, he followed his grandfather to a neighboring village to watch a play, and there were scenes where his grandmother hummed some opera jokes to himself.
In a flash, so many years have passed.
Now, it's your turn to take your grandfather to the theater to see a play.
Look at the famous actors who looked down on them back then and didn't have the opportunity to see them.
"Seeing that the king is sleeping in the tent and his clothes, I will only wait to go out of the tent and dissipate my sorrows......"
Looking up, as soon as the Peking Opera actors on the stage appeared, the whole theater suddenly burst into cheers.
It's a pity that if it weren't for the fact that he had gained the ability to appreciate opera because of the system, otherwise, Lin Bao in the past would definitely be incompetent to accept these opera fragments.
First, it really doesn't meet the taste of young people, and second, it really doesn't understand.
I can't understand the lyrics, and the costumes on the stage are taken out alone, and the costumes are on the street, which may also attract a wave of attention. But in this theater, there really isn't much to attract young people.
This is actually the problem faced by many traditional arts.
Costumes, you shoot Douyin, do a dance, and sing a few songs with a bit of rhyme, which can definitely be popular and sought after by tens of thousands of people.
But if you drag them to the theater to see it, they will definitely not agree.
Sculpture, calligraphy, too.
Artisan videos, calligraphy writing, and even street performances can go viral and make news.
Pulling young people to see a calligraphy exhibition, you are definitely pulling the wrong person.
However, the grandfather next to him was very watchful, and he also whispered to Lin Bao to popularize the knowledge of opera: ""Farewell My Concubine", a classic drama of the Mei School, that is, the opera school founded by Mei Lanfang. Formerly known as "Chu Han Zheng", it was originally Yang Xiaolou's repertoire, and after Mei Lanfang's three changes, there is now "Farewell My Concubine". It can be said that it is a painstaking work......"
"Grandpa, what do you think, what do you listen to "Farewell My Concubine?"
Lin Bao suddenly asked.
"Listen? Listen to excerpts from these operas, or the stories in them?"
Grandpa turned his head, a little unsure of what he was trying to ask.
Lin Bao nodded and didn't ask any further.
In fact, opera is to the older generation what songs are to the young.
What do you hear?
It's a memory, or it's an experience.
Without that kind of memory and experience, it is natural that you cannot appreciate this kind of art.
In the morning performance, there are Peking Opera, Henan Opera, Qin Dialect, in the afternoon, there is the hometown Pu Opera, and the final finale is the oldest Liu Qinshan among many famous artists.
The old gentleman, who was almost 90 years old, stood up and applauded as soon as he came out.
Then everyone stood and listened to the sitting old gentleman sing excerpts from the classic Henan opera "Chaoyanggou" for less than a minute.
The grandfather next to him, listening to the familiar timbre and powerful vocal segment, his eyes were full of nostalgia.
After singing, at the request of the host, the old gentleman concluded his speech on the stage:
"Recently, on the Internet, because of some opera innovations, or the so-called opera out of the circle, there has been a lot of uproar. I, including many of my colleagues in the Chinese Opera Association, expressed concern. However, today, after more than a dozen performances throughout the day, coupled with the audience, especially I saw the faces of many young people, I felt very relieved and relieved.
The ancestor said that one minute on the stage will be ten years off the stage. This is both a spur to those of us who have gone before and an encouragement to young people. I believe that with the efforts of everyone here today, the future of opera will be better!"
The audience immediately applauded.
"Good!"
"The old gentleman said it well!"
"The soul of the drama is immortal!"
"Indeed, Liu Lao agrees that he should refuse to be entertained. ”
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Lin Bao in the crowd listened to the discussion of the people around him, and was slightly helpless.
Everyone, including the old gentleman on the stage, thinks in their hearts, says what they say, complains about or boycotts, is themselves.
And he stood in the midst of them.
"Let's go. ”
After the curtain call, everyone stood up, and many people ran directly to the backstage entrance to talk to the old gentlemen.
Originally, Lin Bao thought that if there was a chance for his grandfather to meet the old gentlemen face to face, it could be regarded as meeting "idols".
But looking at the situation around me, there is no chance. Immediately, he and his grandfather came out, passed through the corridor, and walked out.
Facing him, he suddenly saw someone walking over to this side with Liu Qinshan.
Seeing Liu Qinshan, the grandfather walking next to him was also slightly excited on his face and stopped.
Lin Bao hesitated to go up and say hello.
The woman holding the old gentleman next to her suddenly turned her head and saw Lin Bao, a little surprised: "Lin Bao." ”
Lin Bao was stunned for a moment, took a closer look, and then recognized it.
She is Cao Zige's mother, Tang Xiulan.
It's just that the costume on her body has not been taken off, and the makeup on her face has not been removed, Lin Bao completely recognized her from her appearance.
"Teacher Tang, Teacher Liu. ”
Lin Bao was busy greeting with a smile.
"Hello. ”
Seeing that the old gentleman's face showed some doubts slightly, Tang Xiulan hurriedly introduced, "Teacher Liu, he is that Lin Bao." ”
The old gentleman's eyes widened slightly, staring at Lin Bao: "You are the author of the song "One Night in Beijing"?"
Lin Bao was helpless, looking at the old man's eyes, he felt a little like seeking revenge, and nodded: "It's me, Teacher Liu." ”
The old man stared at him for a moment, wanting to say something, but hesitated, but did not say.
After a pause, he continued, "So, since I have met, can I ask you a few questions in person?"
"Teacher, you ask. ”
"How much do you know about opera?"
Lin Bao said: "Understand some. ”
"Do you know the history of opera, or do you understand the singing of opera?"
The old man looked at him.
"It's kind of a little understanding. ”
Lin Bao said.
Liu Qinshan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Not modest.
The grandfather next to him suddenly pulled Lin Bao.
He knows Lin Bao's situation, he has sung with him a few times since he was a child, and he studied music when he grew up, so how can he have an understanding of opera?
The old man asked again: "Do you think that with your understanding of opera, can you represent the opera industry and promote opera to young audiences?"
Lin Bao looked at him and said, "First of all, Mr. Liu, if you have to talk about professionalism, I think if you have listened to the opera singing segment in "The Night of Shangjing", you should not ask like this.
Secondly, the purpose of the song I helped Dai Qian change was to use the singing voice of opera in the music, and to make some attempts, and there was no meaning of despising the real art of opera, and even, every tone in the singing cavity was studied by us. If Mr. Liu has time, we can discuss that paragraph together.
As for some of the arguments on the Internet, over-entertainment and the like, I think Ms. Tang knows that it has been so long now, and Mr. Liu, you should also be able to see that it is more of a rhythm of public opinion.
I didn't think about representing the opera industry, in fact, even if I borrowed opera elements, I didn't entertain it, but tried to follow some of the rules of opera.
In the end, if the whole tradition passed down from our ancestors is destroyed and entertained because of a song, I think, this is a bit ridiculous. ”
After listening to Lin Bao's words, Liu Qinshan was slightly silent.
In fact, Lin Bao is not a member of the opera association, and in his own capacity, he did not criticize a person who is not in the opera circle.
And Lin Bao's answer to himself was sincere enough.
"Teacher Liu, do you remember the young man I talked to you about half a year ago?"
Tang Xiulan next to her suddenly said, "That sentence, no sound, no singing, no movement and no dancing." ”
"Yes. ”
"Actually, what I was talking to you about at the time was Lin Bao. ”
Tang Xiulan said.
Liu Qinshan was slightly surprised: "No sound, no singing, no movement, no dancing." You said those eight words?"
Lin Bao nodded: "I said this when I talked to Teacher Tang before. ”
Liu Tanshan looked at him and frowned slightly.
He really couldn't figure out why such a young man would be so unfortunate to say such a classic summary of opera.
Moreover, when I chatted with Tang Xiulan half a year ago, I was talking about this young man, and the latter once said that he had a very deep foundation and understanding of opera.
At that time, I was still thinking about whether I would have a chance to talk to this young man, or absorb him into the opera association.
It's just that after this matter was put down, I forgot about it a little.
But I didn't expect it to be this young man who created "One Night in Beijing".