Chapter Seventy-Five: The Female Horse!【Let's Dub and Sing!】
Regarding Comrade Cheng's distrustful words, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know how to refute them for a while.
…… In fact, he didn't know if he could do it.
Unlike when he first started to get in touch with Peking Opera, he had already been exposed to Huangmei Opera a long time ago.
When he was in Chongqing, he never listened to Peking Opera and Sichuan Opera, but he occasionally followed his grandfather to listen to Huangmei Opera.
In his impression, his grandfather especially liked the brisk tune of Huangmei Opera, so that he could hum a little since he was a child.
It's not good, but it's barely listening.
Not to mention......
After knowing this task, he still listened to Huangmei Opera all the way when he came.
He was already familiar with the clips he was going to sing, and of course it was impossible to give up now.
Even if he can't sing well, he has to sing well.
After all, he is now studying Peking Opera, and it will not be a stain if he sings Huangmei Opera very well.
Cheng Qingtong didn't know that Cheng Qiao had thought about so many things at once, and he sighed deeply: "Why don't you go up, we are a box sealing show this time, and there is no problem if you don't go up." ”
"Don't!"
Cheng Qiaoyi was so frightened by Comrade Cheng's words that he immediately returned to his soul, "Cheng Tuan! You just believe me! I really can!"
Cheng Qingtong: "......"
Cheng Qiao looked at him, and then said: "Dad, think about it, I finally have a chance to exercise, you just let me go up and try it! If my Huangmei opera is not very good, there will be a reason for it at that time......
Hearing what he said, Cheng Qingtong didn't answer, just looked at him quietly.
Cheng Qiao knew that he had begun to soften when he saw him like this, and hit the railway while it was hot: "Anyway, my job is not to sing Huangmei Opera, if I don't sing very well at that time, just say it's because of the anti-string?"
Cheng Qingtong looked at him with a firm face, and sighed slightly: "Okay." ”
Hearing Comrade Cheng's relent, Cheng Qiao's face instantly burst into laughter.
"Dad!Then I'll go up now!?"
"Wait. ”
Cheng Qingtong stopped Cheng Qiaoyi, who was going to go up directly: "You can tell the teacher about the play you want to sing first......
“…… Hmm!" Cheng Qiao nodded.
Looking at Cheng Qiaoyi's back, Cheng Qingtong took a deep breath: "Cheng Qiaoyi, you come back again." ”
"Huh?" Cheng Qiaoyi was a little confused.
It's been a few minutes since I started calling him back.
Although they didn't know the normal return time, Cheng Qiaoyi could clearly feel that the sound outside was getting quieter and quieter, and they were about to end.
Under his gaze, Cheng Qingtong spoke: "You tell me what you want to sing, I'll help you say it, you can just sing it directly on stage when the time comes." ”
"Thank you, Dad!"
Cheng Qiaoyi didn't expect that Comrade Cheng would think of so much, and his heart was a little warm.
Cheng Qingtong patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Don't be stunned, let's go." ”
Cheng Qiaoyi reacted at this time and immediately followed him in the direction of the stage.
This time on the stage, he was the only one.
Walking on the road leading to the stage, Cheng Qiaoyi was a little inexplicably relieved.
Standing in the middle of the stage, the curtains on both sides were instantly opened.
Cheng Qiaoyi clearly felt a beam of light hit his face.
The audience was almost all still there, basically the same as what he saw when he first went on stage.
"Hello everyone, my name is Cheng Qiaoyi, and I am the actor of Yang Yanhui in the play "Shiro Visits His Mother" just now. ”
Cheng Qiaoyi said, and the voice retracted with the lavalier microphone in the entire theater.
"This is the first time I've actually performed on stage, and I didn't expect to be so recognized......
Speaking of which, Cheng Qiaoyi was a little embarrassed.
He didn't dare to look at Zhu Qining's expression, and bowed deeply.
Only then did he stand up straight again and continued: "Today is our box sealing scene. Everyone also knows that the tradition of box sealing drama is reverse strings. ”
Cheng Qiao smiled: "I don't have any special talents, and the only Peking Opera anti-string play I can do is "Shiro Visits My Mother", obviously...... You've all seen me perform just now, so it doesn't seem like a good thing to sing this play now, right?"
As Cheng Qiaoyi's words reached the ears of the audience, Zhu Qining could feel that the old people who were sitting next to him were about to smile on their faces.
He vaguely heard someone praising him for being honest and cute?
Zhu Qining sighed deeply, he didn't expect so many people to be paralyzed by him.
He can't sing more anti-string operas! He obviously doesn't know how to do other Peking Opera!
But he couldn't say that.
Zhu Qining felt that he was about to suffocate, and continued to look up at the shining young man on the stage.
Cheng Qiaoyi could also feel that the atmosphere in the audience was beginning to liven, so he continued: "So today I will give you a reverse play of Huangmei Opera "The Female Concubine", right? ”
"Good!"
"Sing!"
The audience clearly enjoyed this kind of interaction.
Cheng Qiao pursed his lips at them slightly, then turned around and nodded to the band teachers, signaling that they could start playing.
As soon as the music sounded, the audience fell silent.
Cheng Qiao suddenly remembered the comments he had seen on the Internet before.
It is said that the theater fans in Jinshi are the most knowledgeable about drama, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know the reason before, but now he feels that he should almost know it.
Although it was the first time to perform Huangmei Opera in front of so many people, Cheng Qiao was not nervous at all.
Find the point of the music and sing it slowly.
"In order to save Li Lang from his homeland,
Who expected to be the champion on the emperor list!
Zhong Zhuangyuan,
Dressed in a red robe,
The hat is so wow-
It's so fresh!"
The play has been around for a negligible amount compared to many traditional plays, having only been premiered sixty years ago.
However, few people are aware of this problem, and everyone has an inexplicable feeling, as if this play has been around for a long, long time, and it has always accompanied the growth of generations of people.
As soon as Cheng Qiao was singing, his face showed a shyness when he was a scholar, and Old Man Zhang reminded him of the shyness of Xing'er.
The people in the audience watched his performance, and unconsciously seemed to have entered the world of "The Female Concubine".
Although the people on the stage were still wearing Yang Yanhui's clothes, there was no sense of disobedience at all.
Cheng Qiaoyi's voice continued to reach the depths of everyone's minds.
"I've also been to Qiong ~ Lin Yan,
I also used to fight horses~ in front of the royal street!
Everyone praises me Pan Anxiang,
It turns out that the yarn hat is wow-
Zhao Chanjuan!
I don't want to be famous,
I don't want to be a high-ranking official.
For the amorous Li Gongzi,
Husband and wife love each other, and the moon is full!"