Chapter Seventy-Eight: Wang Yao, who is right

"I have done it before, but I have set up a project, do a conservative inheritance, and set up a special discipline in the university like opera. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info "He Saifei smiled" This thing has a high investment cost, this small puppet, a professional craftsman to do, at least more than a month, and the price can't be given, who will make it for you? ”

Wang Yao blinked and nodded, it's still a matter of money.

"The main thing is that now that no one is looking at things, I can't figure it out, is it really not good for us? But abroad, I am invited by the US imperialists to perform on Broadway every year, and the response is also very enthusiastic. Old man Sun Tianming sighed.

"It's not that we can't do things, it's that today's children don't understand good or bad. Wang Yao smiled, "But don't worry, take your time, it may be much better when China pays attention to local culture." ”

"That's the truth, but I'm afraid I can't wait. Sun Tianming sighed lightly and shook his head, "At my age, maybe one day there will be an accident and I will pass away, and my craft has not been passed on." ”

Wang Yao listened to the old man's voice of some self-blame, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

These traditional arts, like these old people, have entered their twilight years, lack of inheritors, a large number of things will face a lost dilemma, and once this kind of thing is lost, it is extinct, and it is too difficult to study it again.

Looking at the old man's old face, Wang Yao's heart was a little sour.

These are the watchmen of the people, and if they are really no more, then these traditional skills will face a situation.

People are resting, and people are unique.

It is a sense of sadness and absurdity that cannot be described in words.

Is it only when all these traditional things are gone, that people will remember?

In my hometown, it seems that there is still a kind of opera, a kind of opera, and a kind of roots?

Wang Yao didn't know how to comfort the old man, so he could only draw a big pie for the old man, fooling the old man with new hope, "Since domestic people don't like it, then let's make a name for ourselves abroad, anyway, as long as someone likes it, this thing won't disappear." ”

"That makes sense. Sun Tianming narrowed his eyes with a smile and patted Wang Yao's shoulder, "It's up to you young people, after all, I don't understand a word of what those foreign devils say." ”

Wang Yao smiled.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Wang Yao stopped what he was doing, looked at Li Zhuo who pushed the door in, and smiled, "Senior Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Senior Brother Wang?" Li Zhuo looked at Wang Yaoleng, whose height had suddenly risen so much, and then smiled, "I'm still a young man, and my height is fast." ”

Wang Yao smiled.

"Where did you come back?" He Saifei asked with a smile.

"I went to the venue for rehearsal, these foreign devils are too difficult. Li Zhuo sighed, said hello to Sun Tianming, and then looked at Wang Yao and He Saifei and said with a smile, "It's still good for you, come and visit." ”

He Saifei jumped up as soon as he caught fire, but was stopped by Wang Yao.

"We're here to see what to see, and we're here to visit. Wang Yao chuckled and said, "Senior brother, what will you play tomorrow?"

"Don't act that, there are too many acts. Li Zhuo smiled, "I'm going to play "Shajiabang"

"How do you play this? Tan sent someone to assist in the act?" Wang Yaoleng paused.

"I have studied and discussed, ancient dramas have been sung too much in recent years, and I am afraid that this group of foreign devils will be aesthetically fatigued. Li Zhuo said with a smile.

Wang Yao smiled and nodded, "Then I wish Senior Brother Li a victory." ”

"Pick up your good words, I still have something to do over there, so I'll go back first. Li Zhuo smiled and arched his hand, turned to leave.

"Mother's little rabbit cub!" After Li Zhuo left, He Saifei stomped his feet and scolded.

"Ignore him. Wang Yao smiled and patted He Saifei's head.

"I also came to show off and ridicule us, and I was angry with my mother. He Saifei said angrily.

"It's all a family, don't be so atmospheric. Sun Tianming, who didn't know much about the content, made a round: "This Mei family heir is good." ”

Wang Yao smiled, "By the way, Mr. Sun, what are you going to perform tomorrow?"

"Seven Captures of Meng Huo". Sun Tianming said, "Have you heard of it?"

"How do you sing it, it's the same as Peking Opera?" asked Wang Yao.

"Listen. Sun Tianming said and looked for a puppet in the box, Wang Yao looked at it, and gasped, this is a connection between an elephant and a villain, and the lines on it are dense, and the visual inspection will not be less than forty.

Sun Tianming followed the line and sang a paragraph to Wang Yao.

Wang Yao listened carefully, this play is relatively light comedy, similar to the pronunciation of Cantonese opera singing, but in fact, it is the special 'puppet tone' of puppet shows, which is closer to reading white, and the pronunciation is very good.

Wang Yao followed and learned two paragraphs, and Sun Tianming praised him, "You kid is indeed a material for learning drama." ”

Wang Yao smiled, "I've been learning this with you for the past few days, and I think it's quite interesting." ”

"Okay. Sun Tianming was overjoyed, rummaged through his bag, and took out a book to Wang Yao, "You read this first, you should be able to understand it." ”

Wang Yao took it, it was a hand-copied introduction to puppet shows, and there were several introductory plays, "This is the stuff at the bottom of the box." ”

"It's nothing, it's all here. Sun Tianming smiled and pointed to his head, "I'm just worried, I can't pass on this." ”

Wang Yao put away the book, "Don't worry, it will definitely be passed on." ”

"I hope so. Sun Tianming said with a smile.

The old man will have a performance tomorrow, Wang Yao said goodbye to He Saifei and went to his residence, and met Xu Feng and Mao Weitao, who had just returned.

"Where have you been?" He Saifei asked.

"I met a few friends. Xu Feng nodded, "Where have you been?"

"Stayed at Mr. Sun's place for a while. Wang Yao said with a smile.

Xu Feng's expression tightened: "Do you kid have crooked thoughts again?"

"How can I be? Wang Yao touched his nose in embarrassment: "Master, can you combine puppet drama and storytelling?"

"Don't you have a lot of things?" Xu Feng frowned.

"I'll go back to sleep first. Wang Yao smiled and ran back to the room.

"This kid. Xu Feng sighed.

"You don't mean to say that Xiao Yao is nosy. He Saifei pursed his lips and smiled.

"I can't say it's nosy, but people's experience is limited after all, and he asked me to help sort out the traditional repertoire two days ago, and we haven't finished our own business yet. Xu Feng said with a smile.

"He wants to do more than just tidy up. Mao Weitao smiled, "What he wants to do is a fusion." ”

"I know, but I can't eat a fat man in one bite, it's not my duty at all. Xu Feng said with a smile.

"It's true that it's not a duty. He Saifei blinked and smiled.

"By the way, is Li Zhuo back?" Mao Weitao asked suddenly.

"Don't mention him, I can't suppress the fire when I mention him. He Saifei's expression changed immediately.

After Wang Yao returned to the room, he read the handwritten copy given by Sun Tianming, and he did not activate the skills, but he gained the repertoire.

The difficulty of puppet show is no less than that of opera, singing and playing, singing and chanting have to be practiced, and it seems to be more difficult to do fighting, but the interesting thing is that the performance form is still quite similar, and Wang Yao feels that the puppet is really magical.

After studying for a night, the next day facing the first rays of sunlight in Berlin, looking at the classical Western buildings outside the window, Wang Yao felt that the moon abroad may not be round, but it is quite close.

Sitting on the edge of the bed and watching Li Zhuo get on the bus with the Peking Opera Troupe to the venue, Wang Yao raised his eyebrows.

For Li Zhuo, Wang Yao can only use two words to evaluate the 'villain'

He's not bad, but he really doesn't have any grace, he likes to play tricks, fortunately, he is professional and has two brushes, otherwise Wang Yao is really afraid that he will embarrass Chinese opera.

I made a cup of coffee with the coffee machine in the room, it smelled mellow, and it was really not good to drink, but it had an aftertaste, compared with tea, each has its own merits.

When you go abroad, you have to experience the life of a foreigner in depth, so that you can study the foreign culture well, which is very beneficial for you to enter and exit your own local culture in the future.

At about eight o'clock, He Saifei came to knock on the door, and as soon as he opened the door, the smell was fragrant, and there was a beautiful woman in a tight dress outlining plump lines.

Wang Yao covered his nose and frowned, "You spilled perfume?"

"Who knew that the one you gave me yesterday was so fragrant, I accidentally sprayed a little more. He Saifei complained.

Yesterday, when I was shopping in Berlin Business Street, Wang Yao gave He Saifei a bottle of perfume, which smelled very faint at the time.

"Blowing with a hair dryer is not too smoky. Wang Yao waved his hand.

"Phew, just wait for a while. He Saifei snorted lightly and looked at Wang Yao's clothes, "It's time to buy clothes, I've seen enough of this set." ”

Wang Yao looked down at his shirt and jeans, the jeans are now short to expose his ankles, and the shirt is indeed a little tight, but he can make do with it, "I'll talk about it after the New Year, the season will change soon." ”

"The twenty-four solar terms that our Longguo people pay attention to must add clothes. He Saifei said.

"That's the emperor. Wang Yao rolled his eyes, "The common people are winter and summer." ”

He Saifei pursed his lips and grabbed Wang Yao's arm, "Be poor, go eat." ”

"I took the bag. Wang Yao picked up his bag.

I wanted to experience a Western-style breakfast, but I found that the breakfast was soy milk fritters, which surprised Wang Yao, "There is a breakfast shop at the door?"