"Lao Zhao, you have found the right person, so you don't need to spend money to listen to Peking Opera here in the future. ”

"I don't have this plan, Lao Tan, this is the right thing, people need a soundtrack, and it's a good thing to be left and right, so let's take a look." ”

"This man is very famous. ”

In the Peking Opera Club, Zhao Jiping chatted happily with his old friend Tan Dun, he knew that the latter was a little arrogant, this temper has been there since he was young, and he has been old for a lifetime, so naturally he can't change it.

"Wang Hongwei, learn more from your Uncle Tan, but don't learn this temper. Zhao Jiping said to his own students on the other side.

Wang Hongwei originally had some work to deal with, but when the master spoke, and Tan Dun, who was almost the most famous in China, he could only follow to listen to a Peking Opera.

"Uncle Tan's ability and temper are first-class. Wang Hongwei smiled.

Zhao Jiping squinted at him, pointed to the still empty stage and said: "I think people have a good temper, but they don't have the ability? People can get an Oscar actor back, people can get 200 million US dollars back, who can change you?"

Zhao Lin, who had been watching the play, was taken aback and said in a low voice: "Dad! Pay attention to the occasion! What am I greedy for, if this word spreads, it will become a joke!"

"I don't do bad things in my life, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Zhao Jiping glanced at him, "What are you afraid of?"

"Kantouzi! in public!" Zhao Lin was very helpless, and suddenly even Shaanxi dialect burst out.

"And my temper, I don't think your temper is much better. "Tan Dun is happy.

Zhao Jiping snorted: "Let's listen to the play later." ”

Tan Dun was silent, he was dragged over by his old friend to watch this Peking Opera performance, and he didn't think he could see any flowers today, he had heard Forrest Gump's name and watched two Forrest Gump films.

It is undeniable that this one's acting skills are really good, but out of a subtle psychology, Tan Dun can't like it a little.

People are meant to be compatible with each other, and perhaps, this is incompatibility.

……

Gan Jing sat backstage, looking up at the little sister's expression.

"Senior sister, your eyebrow drawing skills are not worse than those professional makeup artists in my company. ”

Tan Shan was extremely focused when she put on makeup, and just smiled lightly when she heard this: "Really? Then I won't sing in the future, and my senior brother will take me in." ”

"Well, no problem. Gan Jing closed his eyes and let his sister's fingers slide over his face, and the slightly cool paint was smoothed out little by little, which was a bit like the brewing state before acting, and the quiet makeup before taking the stage was the process of adjustment.

Today's show was originally a lot of people's repertoire, but Gan Jing temporarily asked for all the tricks to himself, so it can be said that tonight is a one-man show.

After the long makeup was over, Tan Shan took two steps back, looked at it, nodded with satisfaction, and then asked: "Senior brother, you have a lot of repertoire today, can you hold it?" The performance on the stage is a very laborious and physical work, and not everyone can sing it completely.

"No problem. Gan Jing pinched his fingers and glanced at his little sister Tan Shan.

Tan Shan's eyes lit up, the three words senior brother lit up her voice, her voice was in a good state, and the hidden worries in her heart disappeared a lot at once.

Gan Jing stood up and walked a few steps, and began to change his clothes, and at the same time, an assistant came in to report the situation outside for him.

After another half hour or so, everything was ready.

The first arrangement is Gan Jing's longest-immersed "Farewell My Concubine", which is also the track I learned at the beginning - Tan Shan originally wanted the little junior brother to be the bottom of the box, but Gan Jing was still reluctant and insisted on arranging it in the first opening scene.

"Please enjoy "Farewell My Concubine" below. The sound of the curtain was heard.

On the side of the stage, a group of people slowly appeared, and it was "Eight maids with Yu Ji".

"The one in the middle is Forrest Gump?"

"This makeup is so thick that you can't see the original face at all, and this ticket is a bit of a loss. “

"If I take a picture of Moments, no one will recognize it. “

"Let's post a Weibo first, the location is located in the Tanjia Peking Opera Society, wasn't it promoted on Forrest Gump's Weibo before, the time and place are right, and you can also show off. “

The sound of the curtain did not extinguish the noise in the audience, many people did not listen to Peking Opera at all before coming, only knew that this was the traditional culture of China, only knew that not many people listened to this now, and also knew that if it were not Forrest Gump, they would not come at all.

- Since I, with the king of the east and west, suffering from wind and frost and toil, year after year. Hate only hated the unprincipled Qin to ruin the lives of the people, and only caused the people to suffer.

Gan Jing first raised his voice.

As soon as he spoke, the audience suddenly fell silent when they saw some of the noise of the star's appearance.

The voice is high, wide and clear, and the timbre is pure and full.

Tan Dun, who was sitting in the front row, glanced at Zhao Jiping with some surprise, this sentence can be heard as soon as he hears it, it is a little different.

(The king is back to camp!)

——The gun picked several generals in the Han camp, how to beware of hiding on all sides, and ordered Hugh to send troops to return to the camp tent.

The second senior brother's Xiang Yu appeared.

(The horseman leads the horse)

Gan Jing glanced at the audience, there was no sadness or joy in his heart, but Yu Ji's heart was full of sadness.

- King!

- This has caused you to be so frightened.

After a while, Gan Jing walked a few steps, his posture was beautiful, and his hands were holding the unsheathed mandarin duck sword.

- Advise the king to rest his sorrow and relax, and to endure the position and wait for help. Since ancient times, it has been common for soldiers to win or lose.

Zhao Jiping and Tan Dun were even more shocked, this time the singing work was not discouraged, and they always remained calm and calm, and the bearing of this Peking Opera reminded them of a person.

"Do you remember the "Farewell My Concubine" that you composed?"

"Of course I remember, but I remember another person. “

The two old men glanced at each other, although they had never seen Mei Lanfang sing Peking Opera with their own eyes, but the video materials and recording tracks left behind could allow future generations to appreciate the demeanor of this master.

Tan Dun shook his head unconsciously with the singing on the stage, and looked at Wang Hongwei next to him as funny, but when he looked at the babbling Forrest Gump again, he was amazed, this thing is something, no wonder he dared to go on stage, and he was not afraid of ruining his image as an actor at all.

Don't do your job?

Inexistent.

However, there is a little doubt, which one is his true cause and which one is his ambition.

Listening to this Peking Opera, Wang Hongwei is really a little confused.

Could it be that this target is not an actor, but a Peking Opera artist?

It's kind of funny.