Chapter Seventy-Eight: Rehearsal
"If we just use the old voice as a kind of music interspersed in the drama, then we don't give full play to the role of the old voice, I think we can use the old voice as an auxiliary to the story, add it to the drama, and use the desolate feeling of singing the lyrics, the sense of epic to make the story more outstanding. ”
Chen Yixia fell into thought when she heard this.
The first time I saw Huayin's old dialect was amazed, but how to use it is a problem, if you don't get it right, I'm sorry for this quyi.
"Director Chen, I also think it's better to do this. Several people also suggested.
Chen Yixia showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then said: "It's okay to use the old dialect to assist the narration of the story." ”
The method was decided, and several people discussed the specific situation again.
"Director Liu, we didn't bring a script this time, and when I arrive in Beijing, I will send you the script for you to see. Chen Yixia said slowly.
"Okay, thank you, Director Chen. Liu Xingwu said.
After sending off the drama crew, the old artists returned to Hugou Village.
A few days later, Chen Yixia sent the script of the drama to the Laoqiang Protection Center.
Liu Xingwu solemnly held the script in the palm of his hand, for fear of breaking it.
Go back to the office and open the script and read it.
Chen Yixia drew eleven points in the script, asking Liu Xingwu to arrange an old-fashioned performance at each node, and asked for only six words "desolate, cangmulg, and vast".
"How's that?" Zhang He asked on the side.
He is not good at this kind of choreography, Liu Xingwu is professional.
"It's not difficult, there are many places where we can put it in ready-made plays. Liu Xingwu said with a smile.
To be able to participate in such a big event, even if there are great difficulties, you have to overcome them.
"That's good, if it succeeds this time, the old man will really go out. Zhang He said with a smile.
For several days, Liu Xingwu forgot to sleep and eat, and devoted himself to the arrangement of the program.
On this day, the messenger from the post office came to the Laoqiang Protection Center.
"Liu Xingwu, there is your letter. The postman called.
Liu Xingwu had messy hair and was writing and drawing in a notebook.
"Director Liu. Wu Xiaoqian screamed.
No response.
Wu Xiaoqian didn't call anymore, and went out directly to collect the letter for Liu Xingwu.
Looking at the sender written on the letter, it was actually the "Shaanxi Writers Association".
"This?" Wu Xiaoqian looked surprised, and quickly ran into the office with the letter.
"Director Liu, your letter is from the Shaanxi Writers Association. Wu Xiaoqian shouted.
At this time, Liu Xingwu raised his head with a puzzled expression.
What did the Shaanxi Writers Association send him a letter for?
"Director Liu, take a look. Wu Xiaoqian handed the letter out, with a curious expression.
Lin Xiong also came over, and the eyes of both of them were staring at the letter.
"I see that you two are in a hurry, I am not in a hurry, what are you anxious about. Liu Xingwu said with a smile.
"We don't know anyone from the Writers' Association, why do you think they sent us letters? Wu Xiaoqian said with a smile.
"Just look at it. ”
Liu Xingwu tore open the envelope and took out the neatly folded letter paper from inside.
When I opened it, I saw that the handwriting on the letter paper was written with a fountain pen, which was strong and powerful, and had the demeanor of everyone.
"Director Liu, hello, I am the author of the original drama......
After reading the first sentence, Liu Xingwu's expression had become extremely shocked.
It turned out to be a letter from the author of the original play.
The drama directed by Chen Yixia was indeed written by a well-known writer in Shaanxi, and Chen Yixia was responsible for the adaptation.
Originally, Liu Xingwu had nothing to do with this writer, but he didn't expect the other party to send a letter in person.
"I heard that Huayin will participate in the drama performance, I am very pleased, although I am a person in Guanzhong, I have never heard the old voice before, it is a pity, after watching the video, if I can add the old voice to the original work, it will be perfect, and now the drama is about to be rehearsed, in order to make up for the regret, I wrote a song for the old voice. ”
The letter is long, and it is all the words of the writer.
Liu Xingwu read the letter word for word, and a song was attached at the end of the letter.
"Okay, yes! I was worried that there was a place where I didn't know which song to choose, what a blessing in the snow!" Liu Xingwu said in surprise.
A great writer is a great writer, and the lyrics he writes are of a very high standard.
Just by taking a look, Liu Xingwu knew that this piece would definitely be popular once it was performed!
When someone else writes a letter, you can't help but reply to it.
Liu Xingwu immediately wrote and began to write letters, thanking him is a must, and invited him to Huayin to watch the performance.
After writing the letter, Liu Xingwu hurriedly asked Lin Xiong to send the letter.
Although the lyrics are not many words, they are a piece of heart, and they are very in line with the old tune.
Liu Xingwu immediately began to compose music and called the veteran artists to start rehearsing and performing.
After everything was decided, everyone set off for Beijing.
The performance took place at the Beijing People's Art Theater.
When I arrived in Beijing, the staff of the theater waited at the train station, and when they saw the old artists walking out of the station, they immediately came forward to greet them.
The second time I came to Beijing, everyone felt a little emotional, the last time I came to the Central Conservatory of Music, I still received an invitation, or the invitation of director Chen Yixia.
What was previously unthinkable has now become a reality, and it's a good thing for veteran artists to be able to perform here.
This time I came to Beijing not to stay for three or five days and then go back, but to stay for a long time, at least two months.
Liu Xingwu knew that this matter was very difficult for the old artists.
Although the old artists often perform, they are not actors, and their essence is still farmers and they want to farm.
Not being able to take care of the farmland for two months is also a big blow if something goes wrong.
It's just that everyone has the same belief to let the old man go out of Huayin and go to the whole country.
For the sake of this goal, we can abandon the crops that everyone regards as the root of life.
The car slowly drove past the city of Beijing, and when it passed by Tiananmen Square, Zhang Delin and several elderly people stared through the car window.
"Master, I'll take you for a walk around Beijing when we're free. Zhang He said on the side.
Not to mention that the old artists haven't shopped, he hasn't shopped either, he was too anxious to come to the Central Conservatory of Music last time, and he didn't shop at all, this time for such a long time, some of them are kung fu.
"We've never been to Beijing before, so we have to take a look this time. Zhang Delin nodded.
A big city is a big city, and a small county town can't be compared at all.
The road is full of traffic, the road is wide, and the people on the road are holding their heads high.
This is the capital of China.
The old voice will be here, to the national stage.
The car drove into the theater parking lot, and the old artists got out of the car.
Chen Yixia was already waiting outside, and when he saw the old artist coming down, he hurriedly went up to help.
"Artists, let's put our luggage away first and have a meal together. Chen Yixia said.
Several staff members went up to help carry duffel bags made of colored striped cloth, which contained a change of clothes and costumes for the show.
When I came to Beijing to cooperate with the drama performance, all the expenses were taken care of by the troupe, and it was enough for the veteran artists to only sing.
Put away the luggage, and the group ate at the restaurant.
Chen Yixia introduced several main actors to the old artists, all of whom often appeared on TV, and the old artists never dreamed that they would one day be able to cooperate with these actors.
Zhang He was even more excited.
The family drama in the village is on the big stage and cooperates with well-known actors, which is really unthinkable before.
"Today is a day off, and we will start the official rehearsal tomorrow. Chen Yixia said.
The next day, the crowd came to the theater.
The old artists walked into the theater in plain clothes, and many drama actors looked at it curiously.
Many people's impression of the old cavity is still stuck in the name, and it is not clear what it is at all.
Why can Huayin's old voice be valued by Chen Yixia?
"Let's rehearse this first "The Sun is Full and the Moon is in the Sky", this is the opening song. Chen Yixia said.
In the drama performance, the old voice directly performs the opening song, and the location is very important.
Liu Xingwu nervously sweated his palms.
The old artists took the stage, the benches were set, the instruments were held, and they sat on the stage.
Zhang Delin sat in the center, and Wang Xingqiang sat on the side.
Zhang Delu sat in the front right, Zhang Demin stood behind with a loudspeaker, and Zhang Deyun and Zhang Dongxue sat on the bench.
Several old people looked relaxed, without the slightest nervousness.
The entire crew and cast of the troupe stood under the stage, staring intently at it.
This piece is a new tune, and it is a song written specifically by the original author.
This is the first time I have performed on stage, and I was only in the rehearsal room before.
Liu Xingwu stood under the stage and gave instructions to the old artist.
"Let's go!" Chen Yixia ordered.
Liu Xingwu gave a gesture.
The lights shine on the stage, and the appearance of each of the old artists is clearly illuminated in the eyes of everyone.
"Guys, here!" Zhang Delin shouted.
"Huh!" everyone laughed in response.
"Phew!" Zhang Delin continued to wave and shout.
"Huh!" the crowd responded.
These voices stunned all the actors below.
In the next moment, the music sounded instantly.
Zhang Deyun stood up, and then squatted on the bench, all his movements were very natural.
This action was also arranged by Liu Xingwu, showing the style of rural Guanzhong.
"His uncle...... His second uncle is his uncle!" Zhang Delin sang loudly.
"Hey!" shouted the crowd.
"The high tables and low benches are all wood. Zhang Delin sang again.
"Hey!" everyone agreed.
Zhang Delin withdrew his hands and began to play the Yueqin in his hand.
"The sun is round and the moon is in the sky!" Zhang Delin continued to sing.
"Hey!" shouted the crowd.
At this time, Wang Xingqiang opened the Yueqin and sang next: "Men laugh and women cry on the kang!"
"Uh......h Hey!" shouted in unison.
The opening lyrics are a common saying that circulates in the land of Guanzhong, and it has been changed to the lyrics, which is very appropriate.
The actors in the audience are all professional, and they can see the strength of the veteran artists, and everyone is nodding their heads, with admiration in their eyes.