Chapter 141: Twelve Beast Heads!

The experiment of the Yue opera "The Legend of Wu Xun" in Hangzhou was a success, and it took advantage of this martial arts craze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Yao is going to change "The Legend of Wu Xun" into various versions and various genres, and let Kong Ping send it to various troupes, and take advantage of this martial arts training fever to perform in various troupes across the country.

Just like "Fifteen Runs" back then, a play directly drove the craze of the entire pear orchard.

Thinking of this, Wang Yao was a little excited, went back to the house to borrow the pen and paper of the Wang family, and began to write hard.

Wang Yao currently has more than 30 kinds of operas, and he has mastered a lot of dialects, so it is not difficult to create, as long as the plot is modified to meet some local customs and preferences.

For example, in the northern genre of music, taking Ji Opera as an example, Ji Opera and the two people turned to be the same family, but the two people turned all the things of Ya Opera to Li Ji Opera, and left some vulgar things for themselves.

However, Ji Opera has the characteristics of Northeast opera, the performance form is exaggerated, the lyrics are popular, the transition is obvious, and the performance characteristics of Dakai Datong, Wang Yao will follow this path if he changes.

In addition to the existing Yue opera, the southern opera, with the more energetic Henan opera, the lyrics should be refined in line with the Central Plains official dialect to rewrite the lyrics, the plot should add more martial arts, less literary opera, and it is better to have more forms, because the performance form of Henan opera is excellent with martial arts and forms and atmospheric singing.

Each local drama is based on local customs and characteristics, so a lot of actual situations must be taken into account when changing, but Wang Yao has insufficient experience and has not conducted field investigations, so he can only change the book according to the performance characteristics that he knows and understands.

The script of opera itself is like this, it is impossible to mature the script all at once, the script is slowly matured through performance, a little bit of improvement, a little bit of progress, this is the traditional opera, there is sustainable development.

Instead of the kind of popular culture in the West, the coffin is closed, and what comes out is what it is.

Therefore, as long as it is a book of opera, as long as the audience listens to it, it can continue to develop and continue until the real return to the basics matures.

Wang Zuxian's ancestral home is Bawan, Wang Yaohuang also grew up listening to Bawan opera, such as Huangmei opera, Hui opera, pendant opera and the like, which were very popular performance forms back then.

Bawan is also known as the hometown of opera, there are more than 30 kinds of local operas, as well as the living fossil of drama 'Nu opera' and the oriental ballet 'Flower Drum Opera'.

Huangmei Opera is widely circulated on the Xiangjiang side of Baodao, and "Tianxian Pei" is almost a household name, so Wang Yao also asked Wang Zuxian and Wang Yaohuang to write a repertoire of Huangmei Opera and Cantonese Opera suitable for Baodao.

There is a local opera on Baodao, called Gezai Opera, which is a kind of opera that absorbs the characteristics of many operas from the mainland and the characteristics of Western song and dance dramas.

The development of local opera is inseparable from the temple fair, in recent years, the decline of mainland opera is also because of the loss of the small market culture of the temple fair, but Baodao has retained this characteristic very well, the night market of Baodao and Xiangjiang is almost a sleepless city, and the festive atmosphere is very good, so that Gezai opera is still flourishing in Baodao, and there are performances in the night market almost every night.

From time to time, tickets are sold in small theaters, and the attendance is impressive.

Wang Zuxian found a friend to book a ticket for the opera and took Wang Yao to see it in the evening.

After dinner, Wu Yan's group drove Wang Yao and Wang Zuxian to the theater, Wang Zuxian chartered the venue in an atmospheric manner, in addition to them, there were also a few local friends who knew opera on the island, and Wang Yao communicated with them a lot of differences in opera.

The repertoire performed in the evening is the traditional repertoire "Chen Sanwu Niang", which is a folklore change in southern Fujian.

"Chen Sanwu Niang" and the four major Chinese folk legends of the White Snake, Tianxian Pei, Meng Jiangnu, Liang Zhu and other mythical love tragedies are different, in order to pursue a beautiful love, Chen San to a scholar, conceal his identity, willing to be a slave for three years, Huang Wuniang dared to break with the feudal etiquette system, eloped with the beloved, and finally had a lover eventually become a family, in another form to express the spirit of fighting against fate, pinning on the yearning for beautiful love, the concept of some free love to the West.

Legend has it that the Yuan soldiers entered Quanzhou and slaughtered on a large scale, the Chen family's house was surrounded by officers and soldiers and destroyed by fire, Chen San and Wu Niang fled in the wilderness, and both threw themselves into the well to be martyred. An unforgettable love story, a poignant ending of life and death, let future generations be moved and praised

Beauty, passed down to the present day.

This story is adapted from a novel of the Ming Dynasty, with the Lantern Festival as the starting point, using lanterns to create a romantic atmosphere, as well as the feudal system of women's yearning for the world outside the boudoir.

The male protagonist Chen San and the female protagonist Wu Niang fell in love at first sight against the backdrop of the lanterns.

The lyrics are taken from the romantic poem "The willow tops on the moon, people are about after dusk" and the Lantern Festival thunder song of "The golden hairpin on the head always falls, it is really lively this Lantern Festival", which is a witness.

The love between the two has been defined from the beginning in the artistic conception of 'looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly looking back, but that person is in the dim light'.

The singing voice is very soft because of the advantage of the Hokkien language itself, so it sounds very soft, and the opera is more pronounced and less white, but the tune is very free, the whole scene stops, and there are not many repeated tunes, but it really occupies a free and inclusive place.

Although the system is dormant, Wang Yao's current opera level is high enough to be understood out of the system, so this night has gained a lot.

After watching the play, Wang Zuxian, who was very interested, had to pull Wang Yao to experience the nightlife of Treasure Island, looking at Wu Yanguo and Wang Zuxian, who wore baseball caps on their heads and sunglasses at night for fear that others would not know that the two of them were stars, Wang Yao was very embarrassed.

However, Wang Yao is indeed very curious about the so-called 'nightlife', shuttling through the sheep intestine path filled with the aroma of various foods, both times are the sound of cart stalls, and the people who come and go are young peers, although breathing the smoke and fireworks, but Wang Yao is a little excited, because this lively market feels great.

Wang Yao is so old, for the first time to experience the wonderful communication between people brought by this kind of market, although they are all shopping, but this feeling is completely different from shopping in a big shopping mall.

Wang Zuxian likes to visit the night market very much, buys a lot of delicious food, and eats all the way.

"I really can't tell that she's in her thirties. Wang Yao and Wu Yanguo walked behind, eating the food they bought at the night market and muttering.

"She just got married last month, so I can't tell it. Wu Yangu said with a smile.

Wang Yao was stunned, "Are you married?"

She hasn't gotten a certificate yet, but she and her boyfriend both believe in Tibetan Buddhism, so they got married under the witness of the living Buddha. Wu Yangu said with a smile.

Referring to Tibetan tradition, Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "You also have it here?"

"Well, there are many believers in the Xiangjiang Treasure Island area. Wu Yangu smiled: "You also believe it?"

"I don't believe it. Wang Yao smiled and shook his head, "But there are some origins." ”

Wu Yangu raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Xiao Yao, come here!" Wang Zuxian squatted in a stall and shouted to Wang Yao and them.

Wang Yao walked over and looked at the small jewelry and crafts on the carpet, as well as the little girl who sold things.

"How much is this?" Wang Zuxian picked up a string of bracelets.

"This. The little girl glanced at Wang Zuxian's dress: "300 treasure island coins." ”

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, looking at the bracelet that was worth ten yuan in the mainland, she actually sold it for more than 80 yuan.... It is estimated that Wang Zuxian can see that Wang Zuxian is rich through baseball caps and sunglasses.

"It's so expensive. Wang Zuxian complained about the price, and at the same time picked out more than a dozen strings on the stall and bargained with the little girl, "Is it good to have 3,000 yuan together." ”

The little girl nodded busily, for fear that Wang Zuxian would regret it.

"Huh. You don't have to look for it. Wang Zuxian smiled and took out two chapters of 2,000 treasure island coins to the little girl, touched her head, and held up the things in his hand with a smile on his face, "Is it beautiful." ”

Wang Yao smiled and nodded, the bracelet is not very beautiful, but Wang Zuxian's kindness is quite beautiful.

After shopping in the night market for a while, the three of them drove back to Wang Zuxian's house, Wang Yaohuang wanted to stay with Mr. Qigong and Wang Yao, but Wang Yaoyi refused to go back to pack his luggage.

After returning to the hotel, Mr. Qigong asked Wang Yao to go to the room, and Wang Yao soaked the herbal medicine bag that he ordered in the evening in the footbasin and asked Mr. Qigong to soak his feet: "I'm tired of the day today." ”

"It's a little, but it's okay, it's old. Mr. Qigong smiled, "Your performance today is too strong, this is the benevolence you summed up?"

"I am benevolent and righteous. Wang Yao smiled, "I think there are only two kinds of people who can have reflection, one is humiliation, the other is anger, I am not a person who likes to humiliate others, so I can only make them angry." ”

"Aren't you afraid that those angry students will hurt you?" asked Mr. Qigong with a squint.

"Do you think I'll do something I'm not sure of?" Wang Yao grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Although I like to convince people with virtue, I don't resist using force to stop fighting." ”

"'Angelica' is well drawn. Mr. Qigong smiled with satisfaction.

"I think it's good, too. Wang Yao smiled, "But I'm really bragging, the popularity of computers in our mainland is indeed not as good as here." ”

"Universities in provincial capitals basically have computer courses, and some experimental middle schools also have them, which has emerged in the past ten years, which is quite powerful. Mr. Qigong nodded.

"This thing is one of the most important inventions of the industrial age, and its role is even greater than that of television, and now that there is the Internet, this thing will definitely change the world. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Old, leave it to you young people. Mr. Qigong smiled and waved his hand, "If I haven't gone to look for you at noon tomorrow, remember to come to me, we have to go to the auction." ”

"The real purpose of this time?" Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "What about Mr. Ma?"

"He'll be there tomorrow. Mr. Qigong smiled, "I wasn't sure, but now it's nine times out of ten, we can't come in vain this time, we have to bring something back." ”

"What are you shooting? National Cultural Relic?" Wang Yao wiped Mr. Qigong's feet and served him to bed.

"One of the twelve beast heads of the Old Summer Palace. Mr. Qi Gong said softly.

Wang Yao's body stiffened, and he looked at Mr. Qigong in some surprise, "Really?"

"Well, Wang Yaohuang has inside information, this auction is underground, and I also heard the news from Xiaoma to take you to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be true. Mr. Qi Gong smiled.

Wang Yao licked the corners of his mouth, and his slightly narrowed eyes flashed with scorching heat, "I have to bring it back, I have to bring it back for as much as I want." ”