Chapter 10 You're Smiling Pretty Well

Chapter 10: You're smiling pretty well

There are many sounds in the play that are different from the pronunciation of Mandarin today, and sometimes you can hear it wrong without reading the subtitles, although this play was rewritten by a modern university scholar. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

This is a play called "Qu Yuan", this excerpt is called "Tianwen", which tells the story of Qu Yuan who saw the fall of the motherland in prison after being framed, and his heart surged out with grief and indignation, wanting to call for wind, thunder and lightning to split this dark and mediocre universe.

The climax of this paragraph is the Ode to Thunder and Lightning, which has been selected as one of the textbooks for middle school students many times, and the words become syllables and are sung from the mouths of the actors, with the contrast of the music, the kind of sad and angry roar tugs at everyone's hearts, making these adolescent boys and girls become excited one by one.

I have to say that this excerpt selected by Mao Weitao is really popular, resonating and substituting, making students interested and wanting to turn themselves into the character on the stage, this impulse is really attractive.

But what surprised Mao Weitao was that the boy who looked at her calmly and the seedling who he valued very much had been whispering in the corner, seemingly unaffected at all.

Mao Weitao was a little displeased, Wang Yao's appearance and figure did not meet her standards, it didn't matter if she was distracted, but it would be a big sin to take the seedlings she valued astray from the sidelines.

Mao Weitao quietly moved to the corner of Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing, squatting down, ready to interrupt the whispering of the two, but the sound of the teenager's character from the gap between the music and the roar of the actors made Mao Weitao stunned.

In addition to actors and scripts, there is also an important profession in opera, that is, the so-called guiding light for all opera workers, called opera critics, who write reviews for various stage performances.

This kind of person starts from the plot, to the actor's skills and effects, spicy comments on all the shortcomings and comparisons, and then ends with a little praise, this kind of person is generally a person with rich experience and knowledge.

It is also a character that theater actors love and hate, because those top drama critics can really make you go to the sky and fall into the sea with one word.

At the same time, those who have this qualification are also talents that many troupes are vying to cultivate.

All the questions Wang Yao said were accurate and very professional, from the words to the angle, Mao Weitao was terrified and shocked.

He looked at Wang Yao deeply again.

The appearance of ordinary people, the overly weak body bones, the only desirable thing is the eyes, which are dark and clear and deep, and have a comfortable rhythm when speaking.

All people who are engaged in the vocal music industry can hear the rhythm from the dialogue between people, because Huaxia is a beautiful expression with four morphemes, and if used correctly, some words will make people feel very beautiful and feel comfortable like singing.

Therefore, ancient documents record that the eunuchs around the emperor have a good voice, and they are also very beautiful when they speak.

In addition to the talent brought by timbre, this can be cultivated.

At least Mao Weitao thinks that Wang Yao should be a child who knows this kind of trick, but a child who is not yet an adult knows so much?

Wang Yao flickered Zheng Jingjing for a while, looking at the school flower's delicate little face full of solemnity and unnatural admiration, Wang Yao felt sweet in his heart.

However, he soon noticed another strange gaze, looked away, and was stunned.

Mao Weitao's well-maintained face as tender and firm as a twenty-year-old girl was not far away, and it was staring at him 'viciously'.

Wang Yao swallowed.

Wang Yao stopped talking, Zheng Jingjing also looked at his gaze suspiciously, let out an exclamation after seeing it, and quickly nodded his head.

"What's your name?" asked Mao Weitao, leaning closer and lowering his throat.

Wang Yao swallowed his saliva, he just said so many bad things about her students, he didn't want to trouble himself, he was now relying on the school to eat, in case this director put on small shoes for himself, it would not be starving to death.

Wang Yao struggled for a while, and said in a low voice, "Hello director, my name is Wang Yao." ā€

"Nice name. Mao Weitao nodded expressionlessly, and looked at Zheng Jingjing with a kind smile, "Little girl, what about you?"

"My name is Zheng Jingjing. Zheng Jingjing whispered.

"When the show is over, come with me to the office. Mao Weitao nodded, got up and walked towards Professor Yang on the other side, as if explaining something.

"What the hell. Wang Yao was shocked.

Zheng Jingjing glanced at Wang Yao and pouted slightly, "It's not you yet, talking nonsense." ā€

"She eavesdropped on my comments without my permission, and she was going to lecture me. Wang Yao said angrily.

Looking at Wang Yao's thin cheekbones protruding and his cheeks sunken to make such an angry expression, it was really not deterrent, but very funny, Zheng Jingjing pursed her lips and chuckled.

Hearing Zheng Jingjing's laughter, Wang Yao was stunned again and swallowed his saliva, "You smile quite nicely." ā€

Zheng Jingjing was stunned for a moment, frowned and glanced at Wang Yao with some annoyance, and lowered her face.

Seeing Zheng Jingjing get angry for a second, Wang Yao touched his nose at a loss, continued to listen to the play, and commented on it in his mouth.

This scene is only an excerpt of the climax of the thunder and lightning, and it ends in about eight minutes, and the students applauded thunderously at the end.

After Mao Weitao asked the senior brother who played Qu Yuan to say a few words, he introduced Xia Yue Opera and the future development situation, in short, he drew a relatively large pie for these fledgling students.

Professor Yang ordered a few students to express their impressions, and then led the team to another classroom.

This is the subject of calligraphy, this classroom is in a lecture hall, which can accommodate many students, and this classroom has a projector that students have never seen, which immediately attracted everyone's curiosity.

Projection teaching is a relatively advanced technology at present, and only a few schools have popularized it, and only a few classrooms in Hangcheng University of the Arts have this thing.

A tall, middle-aged teacher in a long coat smiled and explained to the students what calligraphy is.

Calligraphy is a unique ancient traditional art in China, the so-called calligraphy, not normal writing, including the brush, pen movement, dot painting, structure, layout and other content of the comprehensive completion of the art can be called calligraphy.

The ancients had six books of pictograms, signifiers, understandings, shapes, sounds, transfers, and pretenses, and could use the art of calligraphy to express many wonderful artistic conceptions and forms in one word.

Wang Yao has some knowledge of calligraphy, and his handwriting is very beautiful, thanks to his adoptive father, his deceased adoptive father wrote good calligraphy, so he taught Wang Yao since he was a child, words can not be said well, words can not be written beautifully.