Chapter 70 Drama is like life

After a delay of half a month in Liulin Town, Wang Yao used a pen to draw the former residence of Wu Xun and the streets of Liulin Town, which were reserved for future stage sets. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The rest of the time is to sort out Hu Congwu's books, some of which are peerless and unique books handed down from the late Qing Dynasty, more than 3,000 volumes, a huge number.

Wang Yao wanted to transport these back to Hangzhou, and Mr. Big had already promised to help Hu Congwu sort them out.

Hu Congwu has only one wife, that is, the middle-aged woman, who was abducted and sold during the war, and was later bought by Hu Congwu.

Fortunately, Wang Yao now has some money, enough to transport more than 3,000 books back to Hangzhou, but the 20 days of squandering have also shrunk Wang Yao's 200,000 by one-third, and also made Wang Yao realize that money is really a useful thing.

Like Mr. Big, he hasn't been in the city for decades, and Hu Congwu is also very worried, especially after landing in Hangzhou, which makes Hu Congwu a little surprised.

A large truck was hired to transport the boxes containing books to Hefang Street, where Mr. Ma rented a few houses for the opening of a branch library in Hangzhou next year, just to lend Wang Yao the books.

"Whose library did you rob?" Xu Feng asked in surprise as he watched the big truck move out one box after another.

"It's all from that one. Wang Yao pointed at Hu Congwu.

"It looks like an old pedant. Xu Feng looked at it.

"Kind of a scholar. Wang Yao smiled, "Master, how is the rehearsal?"

"Where can I find you an opera actor who can play allegro?" Xu Feng rolled his eyes, and Wang Yao could only find a cross talk top from the troupe and cooperate with the rehearsal. ”

"How's the effect?" said Wang Yao.

"Listen to the truth?" Xu Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Don't sell it. Wang Yao pouted and smiled.

"The book is very good, the words are also very good, the difficulty is low, popular, and the plot is coherent. Xu Feng said with a smile.

"That's good. Wang Yao grinned.

"This kind of play is really good, but I don't know if it can be accepted by the audience, because your performance form is different from the tradition, and the action design is too simple. Xu Feng then said, "Opera is an art that starts from the details. ”

"This play is not about art. Wang Yao smiled, "You have to let people understand it first, and then go deeper." ”

"It's too much of an impact on traditional performances. Xu Feng frowned.

"I'm not two books, one is a popular version, one is a traditional version. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"I didn't receive that notebook, and it was taken away directly by your Senior Sister Mao. Xu Feng said.

"That version is based on the traditional routine, and it should be exactly the same. Wang Yao smiled.

"Is it?, so confident?" Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao with a smile.

Wang Yao hooked the corners of his mouth, and after settling Mr. Da and Hu Congwu, he went to the troupe rehearsal with Xu Feng with Jin Wensheng.

"The Legend of Wu Xun" was revised and revised, and the final first draft set four plays, namely.

"The Family is Broken", "The Black Heart of the Rivers and Lakes", "Begging on the Street", "The Sound of Books"

Based on the materials collected in Liulin Town, four stories were written and expanded.

"The Family is Broken" is about the young Wu Qi, under the care of his parents, some interesting things about his life with his six brothers and sisters, the lyrics and rhythm are very witty, similar to a comedy, and finally his parents were framed by the wicked, Wu Qi's family was broken, and after burying his family, the young Wu Qi left his hometown and lived alone.

The second "Black-hearted Jianghu" takes Wu Qi's part-time job in the inn as the main line, interspersed with all kinds of young people's favorite Jianghu righteousness and grievances, Wu Qi as a small miscellaneous person in those Jianghu heroes, officers and soldiers, and thieves The story of circling around, but in the end he couldn't fight the black-hearted innkeeper, was deceived by the boss and deducted his wages, and finally angrily injured the boss, but was reported to prison for the end.

The third "Begging on the Street" is that Wu Qi spent three years in prison, and after coming out, he was useless and determined to work hard, unwilling to let the poor children of future generations suffer the loss of being uneducated and ignorant of the law, and determined to make money and establish a private life.

But Wu Qi didn't have any skills, so he used the superficial skills he learned from people of all kinds of society in the inn to sell art along the street, learned ventriloquism from blind people, broke boulders in his chest from heroes, learned whiskers and horses from officials, learned to write poems and jokes from poor scholars, and finally became a beggar.

The fourth "Book Langlang" is an absurd story of Wu Qi who went back to establish a private school after saving enough money, and suffered from people's ridicule and ridicule, as well as various troubles, but finally established a private school with the help of a rich man, and was also taken by the rich man's daughter and pursued Wu Qi in every way, but Wu Qi refused in various ways.

The second half is the story of Wu Xun's parents sending their children to school, kneeling students studying hard, and kneeling Mr. teaching well after the establishment of the private school.

Then the court learned that at this time, it rewarded Wu Qi with a yellow coat and gave the name Wu Xun, until Wu Xun died under the eaves of the private school, and the snow ended, accompanied by the sound of reading aloud in the private school.

The whole play, a total of four folds, is completed for the first time for three and a half hours, which is not long, but it is definitely continuous for Yue Opera.

Wang Yao, Mao Weitao, He Saifei, the senior sister of the troupe, and several foreign aid invited to practice and rehearse for three days, and finally invited their peers from the Yue Opera Company to watch.

The response was strong, most of the people who came were over fifty years old, and some of the descendants were disciples, although the whole play was full of laughter and humor, Wang Yao's Wu Qi was from a child to an old student, more like a clown, who appeared specifically for fun.

This drama is a cheerful drama as a whole, but in the end, basically everyone cried, especially those old people, not how amazing Wang Yao's performance was, but this play, which was full of witty ideas throughout the whole play, and that kind of irony made these old people who watched the decline of Yue Opera cry.

The warmth of the first fold conveys the love of mother, father, and brotherhood through a humorous rhythm, and finally the sudden collapse of the family reminds everyone of Yue Opera, or the decline of opera.

It was also the case back then, Yue Opera was full of flowers, famous actors came out one after another, and they respected each other like guests, but the sudden decline made everyone feel relieved.

In the second fold, the various people Wu Qi met in the inn, the chivalrous representatives of the previous ticket holders, who have the heart to be powerless for their own security, the blind who sell their art represent the older generation of craftsmen in the past, the officials who slap the horses represent the disciples who have changed careers, and the last poor scholar, who has to teach Wu Qi to write who is not interested in reading.

Isn't this what they are now? They had to teach the audience what opera was, but they didn't get a response.

And the black-hearted boss represents the culprit, enslaving Wu Qi from above, and the young Wu Qi, who finally realized the crisis, paid the price of imprisonment because of impulsiveness.

And the third fold, Wu Qi, who was released from prison, can no longer keep up with this era, he wants to live, he can only use the things he learned before, breaking boulders on his chest, singing small songs, slapping horses, and finally writing poems and jokes with poor scholars.

But that's it, he still lives as a beggar, but it is true that he is a beggar with ideals and thoughts, he no longer lives to live, but to live for hope.

Just like the remaining people in the current Liyuan line, they are not to make money and become famous, but to leave the ancestors to live for the hope of future generations.

In the fourth fold, Wu Qi, who was already old, saved enough money and established a private school, but no one came to learn, and this scene stung all the people in Liyuan.

In the past, everyone had to go to learn drama in order to eat and how difficult the conditions were, but now that the conditions are so good, this craft has been rejected, which is as glaring as the ridicule of Wu Qi's former fellow villagers after returning to his hometown.

Wu Qi knelt and lowered himself to the lowest position to pray to those family members to let the children 'go to school', if they don't go to school, the tragedy will be repeated forever.

The private school has students and is running, and Wu Qi can look at it, just like these old people who guard traditional arts, if they can see this day, they can also rest in peace.

Because the seeds of hope were planted.

Drama is like life, everyone will have a different perspective and substitution when watching the play, so there will be 10,000 Hamlets, this is the charm of the play.

This play does not have too advanced singing skills, no gorgeous big scenes, and even the lyrics are a little spoofed, and the mixed allegro also makes people laugh, but everyone watched it, and they watched it with tears in their eyes.

Thunderous applause.

He Saifei stretched out his hand and pulled Wang Yao, who was lying on the stage, up.

"Let me lie down a little longer. Lying on the stage with his eyes closed, the wooden stage was buzzing with applause and cheers, but Wang Yao was extremely quiet.

He Saifei played the daughter of the landlord's family, Hua Dan looked extremely beautiful, squatted down and pinched Wang Yao's cheek with a smile, "What's the matter? The big director is swollen? It's time for the curtain call?"

"Was it a success?" Wang Yao still didn't open his eyes.

He Saifei looked at the actors led by Mao Weitao who were closing the curtain in front, "Listen to this applause, don't you know?"

"Those who understand understand, those who don't understand, can they understand?" Wang Yao opened his eyes, and the sweat stains on his face blurred his makeup.

He Saifei paused for a moment, revealing a coquettish smile, "Don't ask the audience to understand, as long as the audience watches, it is the greatest honor for the actor." ”

Wang Yao blinked, got up with a smile, and took He Saifei's hand to the front and bowed.

Looking at the more than 300 spectators in the audience, the front light hit the face, warm.