Yan Zhengqing said with a wry smile, "I said Brother Pei, don't make such jokes with me, can the person who can play with you be worse, naturally it's good!" But Yan Zhengqing's eyes flashed a trace of disapproval.

Yan Zhengqing is a person who is not good at lying, even in front of many Peking Opera masters, he can also pinpoint the disadvantages of the times, pointing out the defects in the other party's voice, what is loose, what is tight, but today's Pei Jingqi's family, even if Yan Zhengqing is no longer human, he can't say these things in front of a Peking Opera master, and he is eavesdropping.

Pei Jingqi laughed and said, "Don't worry, this person's heart is more open-minded than mine, you have to comment one or two today, otherwise, you won't be able to leave, this matter will not be so easy to pass!"

Pei Yanzhi held back a smile on the side, watching his father "provoke" Yan Zhengqing.

Yan Zhengqing sighed and said, "Hey, okay, since that's the case, then I'll say a few words!" Then Yan Zhengqing deliberately raised his voice so that "that person" could hear clearly, and said, "I'm also a shallow learner and don't have much knowledge, so I'll just say a few words casually, where I can't go, please include more!"

Pei Jingqi "glared" at Pei Yanzhi, who was almost laughing, and Zhang Nansheng also laughed enough in the other room before he walked out and sat next to Pei Jingqi, wanting to hear what the famous "Yan Yier" could say to his son.

Yan Zhengqing thought for a while and said, "This person's voice, the solid voice, the abundant strength, I Yan Zhengqing is the only one I have seen in this life, even if my grandfather is alive, it can't compare to this voice, and, the most important point," Yan Zhengqing's eyes lit up when he said this, as if he had thought of something, and said excitedly, "This person's voice has the charm of an old singer!"

Pei Yanzhi was shocked, is this person a monster, this can be heard.

Pei Jingqi frowned slightly and said, "Xiao Yan, how can you say this?"

Yan Zhengqing shook his head slightly and said, "Maybe I heard it wrong, but I still have to say it, we all who sing should know a sentence, singing is walking a tightrope!"

Pei Jingqi bowed slightly, but seeing that Zhang Nansheng and Pei Yanzhi were at a loss, he couldn't help but sigh and said, "This is a sentence left by a master in our Peking Opera industry, we didn't know it at the time, but now we all understand!"

In the earliest Peking Opera, a stage was set up in an open place, and everyone sang on their own true ability, so that the people in the last row could hear the words you sang, and you couldn't let the people in the first row hear the harsh ears, this was a test of the true ability of the actors at that time! It was like walking a tightrope, and there could be no problem in the slightest. ”

Pei Yanzhi squinted his eyes slightly, it turned out that he was talking about this, Pei Yanzhi had not experienced this thing, it was all before the Republic of China.

At that time, the Peking Opera actors were more miserable, unlike after the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, after Peking Opera entered the theater, the closed space and singing voice were much better than the previous era when you had to tear your throat and shout, but this era also has the difficulties of this era!

Pei Jingqi continued, "You can think about it, on an empty stage, the audience of three or four thousand people below is noisy, there was no microphone at that time, it all depends on the voice of the actors, so the voices in the earliest old records we hear are all shouted at the top of their voices, and they are all mainly falsetto. ”

Yan Zhengqing was on the side, hearing this, and said, "It's a very good four-level play, and the throat is through space." Everyone is strong and strong, and they are in the east of the country. The gongs and drums are numerous and vibrating, and the robes are purple and red. The brain in the seat is cracked, and the village children are laughing. ”

All of you here are cultural people, and this poem is written in popularity, and you will know what it means after listening to it!

When he heard the last sentence, Pei Yanzhi also smiled slightly, his brain was torn apart, and he laughed at the village boy. Many old students who sang with me back then sometimes had problems with their voices, or they were really not good at what they could do, so they could only use falsetto to roar.

I listened to it from the sidelines, and my eardrums were a little painful, but the audience below didn't care so much about you, and when I saw the actors working so hard, they also applauded loudly!

Pei Jingqi said with a smile, "This poem is what a famous Peking Opera actor said at the beginning, satirizing the original opera style, but this is the necessary way to sing in that era, and it is beyond reproach.

Later, after Sanding Jia entered the palace, the style of the old student changed greatly, although the theater in the palace is not a fully enclosed environment, but after all, it is not an empty place on all sides, the sound is still loud, but there is no risk of screaming,

Although Cixi was uneducated, she was more discerning than ordinary merchants and ordinary people, which allowed the actor to pay more attention to singing skills and the beauty of timbre while pursuing volume, and from then on, the voice of the old student entered its best years. ”

Although Pei Jingqi studied male dan, he also has a very good understanding of the history of the old students, which shows the origin of his family studies.

Yan Zhengqing nodded and said, "That's the case, the Yu faction and the Yan faction in the back are all based on the Tan faction, and pay more attention to the delicacy and tactfulness of singing.

But the solidity of the voice is still the basics, you can't just let the front rows of the theater hear your voice!

In the theater before, the masters have used the sound to the extreme, in terms of timbre, resonance, etc., to do the strength and weakness, intermittent, light and dark, high and low.

But with the advent of the chest microphone, these techniques are useless, no one wants to learn them, and I can make my voice heard in the last row of the theater with the chest microphone, what am I doing with all that energy! What am I doing with so much kung fu!"

Pei Jingqi bowed slightly, and said, "Yanzhi, you also know that your master likes calligraphy, and one of your master's favorite words is that the current Peking Opera is compared to calligraphy, that is, the Peking Opera in the past is like regular script, line calligraphy, cursive script, it was okay before, it is a pavilion style, and it is neat and beautiful, but now it has all become hard pen calligraphy, and if it continues like this, Peking Opera will end sooner or later!"

After Pei Yanzhi listened, his heart was also very heavy, he didn't expect that the current Peking Opera was so dangerous, he didn't pay attention to techniques, he didn't pay attention to singing skills, so what else did he pay attention to, only pay attention to the hands, eyes and body steps, isn't that the end of the book?

You must know that the Peking Opera actors of that year, although they also paid attention to style and body, but in the end, people came to listen to your singing, as long as you can sing well, what kind of style, what body, you just sing bare-chested, then ...... It's better to wear it, even if you have some leaky soup, as long as your singing skills are good, the audience will still like you!