Chapter 2 "Autumn River"
This is Cheng Qiaoyi's first real practice room.
The practice room is on the second floor, and the room is not big, but it looks extremely empty.
Cheng Qingtong saw Cheng Qiao enter the house, so he gently closed the door, reached out and handed over a water-blue practice uniform on the shelf.
"Put it on, and I'll take you around. ”
As soon as Cheng Qiao wore the Hanfu, the costume was worn for the first time, and the water sleeves hung involuntarily on the ground.
Cheng Qingtong changed into his practice clothes and saw this scene, frowning and picking up his water sleeves: "Be respectful, these are not things that can be offended." ”
"How many times have I told you, wear it with sleeves, don't let it hit the ground, why don't you listen?"
"I'll pay attention to it later. Cheng Qiao pursed his lips, lowered his eyes and said, "Master, don't be angry. ”
Cheng Qingtong was stunned when he heard this, Cheng Qiaoyi is not this character in normal times.
"I'm not angry, let's start practicing, you run for a while first. ”
"Running a round?"
As the saying goes: three or five people, thousands of troops, seven or eight steps, thousands of rivers and thousands of mountains.
Cheng Qiaoyi was born in a family of opera, although he didn't learn much, but he still has a little impression of the round field at the most basic.
When walking in a circle, the knees are slightly bent, the toes are tense, and the speed is mostly from fast to slow.
After so many years, Cheng Qiaoyi still feels that the fundamental reason for the round from fast to slow is that he is tired of running, but he doesn't dare to say.
After all, the mixed doubles of Comrade Cheng Qingtong and Comrade Su Limei is not a joke.
Especially Boss Cheng, he is a flower face, and the copper hammer is quite brilliant, and he has practiced Zigong from childhood to adulthood.
The first hand is called a neither light nor heavy.
As soon as he thought of this mileage, he felt a headache, and quietly separated a few lines of sight to look at Cheng Qingtong.
I saw that Cheng Qingtong had also put on his practice clothes, stood aside with his hands, watched coldly, and couldn't help but point: "Pay attention when running, keep your speed even, and straighten your waist." ”
"The last two laps, pay attention. ”
If you want to be beautiful, you have to break your legs.
Cheng Qiao gritted his teeth, put his hand on his waist and walked around the room.
Eight characters count two circles, there should be no problem.
After all, there are still two circles in it.
The eight characters finally finished running, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his whole person was about to fall apart, he supported his knees with both hands, and couldn't help panting.
"Master, Master, I'm done running the round, what else do I need to do? ”
“…… Do you first understand the play "Autumn River"?"
Cheng Qingtong didn't expect Cheng Qiaoyi to really insist on running close to a point of the circle, he was going to beat him at first, as long as he said he was tired, then rest and continue tomorrow.
Anyway, it's not bad to learn drama for one day or two.
Just like the masterpiece of the Shang School in Peking Opera "Zhaojun Out of the Stopper", it takes at least more than a year to go on stage. This year is also a year for actors with solid basic skills.
If it's like Cheng Qiaoyi, you can't learn it for ten years.
Cheng Qingtong asked himself if he didn't have much hope for Cheng Qiao, but suddenly seeing that the child was suddenly so serious, he only felt that his sinking heart had surfaced again.
"The play "Autumn River" is about the secret love between the scholar Pan Bizheng and the nun Chen Miaochang, who was discovered by Pan Bizheng's aunt, that is, the old nun in the nunnery, and forced to go to Beijing to take the exam. Due to the rush of time, Pan Bizheng did not have time to say goodbye to Chen Miaochang, and had already gone away by boat. Cheng Qingtong took a sip of water and continued: "In this play, you are going to play this little nun, Chen Miaochang. Before you want to play this role well, you first have to understand what kind of mind you should have. ”
"What kind of mind?" Cheng Qiaoyi straightened up and pursed his lips: "She should be sad." ”
Cheng Qingtong shook his head: "Chen Miaochang is a woman who dares to love and hate, but she is not reckless, but very smart. She pursues happiness and knows the current situation in front of her, when Pan Bizheng wanted to take her away, she chose to stay, she chased Pan Lang away, and she really only sent it. ”
"Isn't she unhurried?"
On the contrary, she was very anxious and anxious, the fire was burning, she was afraid that she would miss Pan Lang, and the ferryman saw this, and teased her many times to make her relax. This is also the reason for the fold of "Autumn River". ”
Cheng Qingtong saw the confusion in Cheng Qiao's eyes, smiled and asked, "Do you know what Chen Miaochang is?"
"Zhengdan?"
Cheng Qiaoyi has a little impression that Zhengdan generally plays dignified, serious, and decent characters, and it stands to reason that nuns are probably among them?
"You're wrong," Cheng Qingtong said with a smile on his face: "I guess you'll be wrong, in this play, Chen Miao is often a boudoir." The boudoir is a girl who has not been out of the cabinet, or a beautiful girl or a small jasper image. ”
Cheng Qiao knows this.
"Since the boudoir is performing a boudoir show, is the nun also a boudoir?"
"Have you ever watched the Three Kingdoms opera?" Cheng Qingtong thought for a while and gave an example: "In history, Zhou Dudu was older than Zhuge Liang, but in the play, it was Xiaosheng who sang Zhou Yu and Zhuge Liang who sang Lao Sheng, do you know the reason?"
"Is it to show Zhou Yu's youthfulness and Zhuge Liang's calm and old age?" Cheng Qiaoyi was a little unsure.
Cheng Qingtong didn't expect Cheng Qiaoyi to think of this, and a little satisfaction appeared on his face: "Yes, this is a way of expression in opera, and Chen Miaochang of the boudoir is also the same." ”
At the same time, this limits Chen Miaochang's performance. You have to remember that as long as it's this play, you're an introverted and shy little girl. ”
Cheng Qiao was ignorant when he heard it, and barely understood it.
But understanding is understanding, and acting doesn't just have to be understood. Cheng Qingtong also knew this, he looked at his rarely obedient son in front of him, and exhaled a turbid breath.
"Now that you understand, let's start learning the play now. "A rare opportunity, Cheng Qingtong didn't think about it and started striking while the iron was hot.
"In this play, your legs are the boat, and when the boat rocks in the water, your body sways with it. ”
Cheng Qingtong stood in the middle of the blanket to demonstrate.
The air turned into a river, the current moved the boat, and the boat rose and fell in the water. He is sometimes reserved and self-reliant, sometimes swaying. The boat is not rowed on its own, the hull of the boat is shaken when crossing the beach and encountering a small reef, and the boat of a leaf travels in the waves of the river, every detail is vividly reflected in his figure.
Cheng Qiaoyi watched his movements, and couldn't help but tug at his heart, for fear that there would be some obstacles in front of him to block the boat's movement.
By the end of Cheng Qingtong's performance, Cheng Qiaoyi had not recovered yet.
If the operas he saw back then were as fascinating as Qiu Jiang, maybe he would have started learning opera a long time ago, after all, in this way, Peking Opera seems to be ...... Interesting, too?