Chapter Eighty-Eight: Real Music

Since the beginning of the drama performance, the reputation of Huayin's old voice has become louder and louder through the publicity of the drama, and more and more places have come to invite performances.

Zhang Delin and his family have already performed in Hong Kong, Shenzhen and other places, and they have also toured various places across the country with the people of the repertory troupe.

The phone number of the old cavity protection center was also blown up, and many people wanted to take advantage of this wind to come and learn the old cavity.

It's just that many people are just hot-headed and quit the training course after not being able to last for a few days.

Now in the training class, Zhang Chuan is a student who is often learning, he is a member of the Zhang family, he can learn the real essence of things, and there is Zhang Yusheng's personal teaching in the theater on weekdays, and Zhang Delin's teaching at home.

In the end, there are almost no young people who learn the old dialect, and the youngest is in their forties, and now many women in their forties and fifties in Hugou Village have also begun to learn the old dialect.

The farmland is contracted out, the children in the family are older and have no burden, and the old man can still earn some money when he goes out to perform, which is more or less an income, and the men in Hugou Village have to support their families, and they can't look down on the money earned from performances.

Zhang Dongxue later worshipped Zhang Delin as a teacher, and really began to learn the old dialect, and the repertoire that she could sing gradually increased.

"Will there be an old-fashioned troupe full of actresses in the future?" the reporter asked.

At this moment, it was a CCTV reporter who came to interview.

CCTV wanted to produce a documentary about Huayin's old dialect, and the program team was directly stationed in Hugou Village to collect material and video.

"I have this idea, but it depends on the opportunity. Zhang Dongxue said slowly.

The reporters nodded and did not follow any further questions.

The old voice is popular, but it has not really become popular, and there are still many difficulties faced, and the difficulty of inheritance is the biggest problem.

Not only that, the revival of the old cottage dialect, some people who used to sing the Qin dialect, after seeing the old dialect on fire, specially bought a disc imitation of the old dialect, and even found a few actors who looked very similar to the old dialect artists.

Sometimes when going out to perform programs, the Laoyan Art Troupe has to send a video to "verify the identity" before people sign a contract.

The spread is going hard, the traditional old-fashioned repertoire has fallen into a predicament, and the dissemination is becoming more and more difficult, and the audience has already heard the repertoire that is often sung, and will not get tired of listening to it hundreds of times, thousands of times, tens of thousands of times.

But if you want to develop the old style and conform to the development of modern music, it is not something that Liu Xingwu can do.

The documentary team was sent away, and the veteran artists returned to a peaceful life.

Zhang He also devoted himself wholeheartedly to the work of the theater.

After the performance, Zhang He packed up his things and was about to leave the theater when his mobile phone rang.

Putting down the key in his hand temporarily, Zhang He took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was Han Le'an.

"Mr. Zhang, it's been a long time. Han Le'an smiled.

"Hello, Director Han. Zhang He said with a smile.

"What kind of director, I'm freelancing now, working with a couple of singers on music. Han Le's tone was brisk, and he seemed to be doing well.

Those who are able to do so have food everywhere.

"Congratulations to Director Han. Zhang He said with a smile.

"I'm calling this time because of one thing, please. ”

"Please. Zhang He wondered in his heart, what could Han Le'an do to find him.

"Shanghai TV's program "Huaxia Star", you should have heard this, right?" Han Le'an said slowly.

"I've heard of it. Zhang He responded.

Nowadays, music variety shows are very popular, and similar programs have been released on various local TV stations, and Shanghai TV's "Huaxia Star" is one of them, and it is also the current highest rated program of its kind.

In the program, some well-known singers in the music industry are invited to sing on stage, and they bring forth the new, adapting some old songs, or creating some new songs to bring freshness to the audience.

There are more and more song programs, and what can be done well must have its own uniqueness.

Zhang He knows this show, and he usually stays in front of the TV to watch it when he is fine, the singers in it are very powerful and are real musicians.

"Shen Chujie, you should have heard of it, right?" asked Han Le'an.

"Heard, what's wrong?" Zhang He wondered.

Shen Chujie is a professional female singer who participated in the National Singer Competition, and later won the district championship in a talent show, officially debuted, released a new album, and has now become a well-known female singer in the industry and a very powerful singer-songwriter.

"Shen Chujie and I are old friends, I have participated in the production of many of her songs, this time she is about to participate in the program competition, she needs to make a new tune, she wants to find the elements of ancient Chinese folk music, I directly thought of you. Han Le'an said with a smile.

"Zhang He, Shen Chujie hopes to cooperate with Huayin Laohua and compose a song together. ”

Zhang He didn't think about it, and immediately said: "Director Han, there's no need, the old voice is fine now." ”

"Do you have any concerns?" Han Le'an wondered.

Zhang He was not like this before, he had to rush to the front to seize any opportunity, but now such a good opportunity is in front of him, and he actually refused.

"The old style is something that grandfathers have pursued all their lives, and it is a precious treasure left by their ancestors, and I don't want it to be insulted. Zhang He said slowly.

"You don't need to talk about this anymore, I won't agree, Director Han, I still have something to do, so I'll hang up first." Zhang He said and hung up the phone.

In the dead of night, the street lamps on the side of the street are lit one by one, illuminating the road.

The silent road was empty, and it was late.

Zhang He stuffed his mobile phone into his pocket, locked the door of the theater, and then drove away.

Zhang He didn't want to participate in the variety show anymore, after experiencing the last time, Zhang He didn't want Huayin to rush over with enthusiasm, but what he got was unfair treatment.

By the old gimmick, you think, we don't want to.

On the other side of the phone, Han Le'an smiled wryly.

"Director Han, how is it?" a woman's voice sounded, her voice was thick and full of energy.

"Refused. Han Le'an said calmly.

"Why?" the woman asked again.

Han Le'an put down the phone and turned his head to look at the woman on the side.

The woman was about thirty years old, with long hair tied back at the back of her head, wearing a black dress, with a capable temperament, bright eyes, a slightly pointed chin, and a very imposing person.

She is the female singer Shen Chujie, and the two are in a café at the moment.

Zhang He said that he didn't want the old man to be insulted. Han Le'an said.

"Not insulted. Shen Chujie's face showed a thoughtful look.

Suddenly, something occurred to her.

"The old man seems to have participated in a variety show in Hunan, and he was changed beyond recognition, maybe this is the reason. "Shen Chujie is very smart, and she thought of the key in a blink of an eye.

The two of them took out their mobile phones, directly called up the video of that issue, and watched it on the spot.

After reading it, Han Le'an's face showed anger.

"What is this change, do you use old artists as mascots?" Han Le'an said angrily.

He is a professional musician, and he can see at a glance that the idea of this show is just through the name of Huayin's old voice, and the title is also unashamed.

It is said that it is the fusion of Huayin's old dialect, and it can't be said that it is wrong, but this cooperation is too blunt, too distracting, and too perfunctory.

"It seems that Zhang He really doesn't want to cooperate with us because of this reason, and Huayin has not participated in any variety shows since this incident. Han Le'an's face returned to calm and said slowly.

"Director Han, you've been working with me for so long, you should know what kind of music I want to make. Shen Chujie's expression was sincere.

"I understand. Han Le'an nodded.

Shen Chujie really wants to make good music, she is good at rock music, the old dialect is the oldest rock music in China, once it is fused, the sparks that collide will definitely be shocking.

This fusion is not just a matter of letting old artists sit on the stage like mascots, but a real fusion to create a real Chinese rock music!

Han Le'an has this confidence, and Shen Chujie also has this confidence.

Shen Chujie stood up and said, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?" asked Han Le'an softly.

"When I go to Huayin, I want to personally invite the old artist to go out of the mountain. Shen Chujie's voice came.

Han Le's heart moved, and he also stood up.

There is only one idea in the minds of the two people, that is, to go to Huayin, personally invite the old artists, and let them see that the two of them really want to make a good music.

The two of them set off for Shaanxi the next day, and failed to contact Zhang He, but the two of them did not continue to bother, and directly found acquaintances, and went over after inquiring about a good place.

After getting off the plane, I got into the arranged car directly, and the car drove from the airport to Huayin.

entered the county seat, and then entered the boundary of Shuanghe Town.

The road in the village has long been built into a concrete road, and a huge signboard stands on the side of the road, with the words "Birthplace of Huayin Old Dialect" written on it, and the background is a photo of old artists singing old dialects.

The scenery on the road is the yellow earth that has not changed for thousands of years in the Guanzhong Plain, and patches of farmland are on both sides of the road.

Seeing this scene, Shen Chujie's heart was also touched, as if she had come to a place where she thought about it day and night, and only here can she make rock music that truly belongs to China.

The car drove all the way to the door of the old cavity protection center.

At this moment, the old cavity protection center is no longer in tatters as before, the gatehouse has also been repaired, and signs with black letters on a white background are hung on both sides of the gate, with the name of the institution written on it.

As a subordinate unit of the Cultural Affairs Bureau, the Center for the Protection of the Old Dialect has great autonomy and devotes itself to serving the intangible cultural heritage of Huayin Lao.

The car stopped at the door, and the porter saw it and came out to inquire.

"Who are you looking for?" the uncle asked.

"Hello, we are from Beijing, we are looking for Mr. Zhang Delin. Shen Chujie got out of the car and took the initiative to ask.

The temperament is not ordinary, not an ordinary person, the uncle is well-informed, and said with a smile: "Zhang Delin is not here." ”

A hint of regret flashed on Shen Chujie's face.

As soon as Han Le'an got out of the car, he smiled and said, "Liu Xingwu is here, right? ”

Knowing Liu Xingwu's name, it seemed to be an old friend, and the uncle responded: "Director Liu is here, if you come a minute late, you won't be able to see anyone." ”