Chapter 112: Inheritance and Watch

Classics don't go out of style. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xu Feng clapped his hands after hearing this, and then sighed, "That's a good point, but now except for the four famous works of "Liao Zhai", almost no one has read Master Tang Xianzu's "Four Dreams of Linchuan", and now the recommended reading materials for middle schools are those foreign translated literature. ”

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment, he had been studying in school, and he really didn't know much about what other peers were reading, and he couldn't help but wonder a little, "There are so many Chinese literatures that you don't read first, why do you want to read Western literature." ”

"This is a political issue, and now the general direction is Westernization in order to be in line with international standards. Mao Weitao explained.

Wang Yao blinked, and seemed to be a little puzzled, "But this kind of integration, doesn't it abandon a lot of things?"

"Take the best of it and get rid of the dross. Xu Feng sneered, "It's just that now it's the essence and the dross." ”

"It's not good. Wang Yao frowned and said.

"That's not what we can cover. Xu Feng shook helplessly,

"This is a big problem, and it has a very fatal impact on our opera. Wang Yao said.

"No one can solve this problem now. He Saifei patted the back of Wang Yao's hand, "But we have no conditions, and we have the determination to create conditions by ourselves." ”

Wang Yao was stunned, frowned and thought for a while, "Then we can only rearrange the repertoire in a targeted manner, and arrange more repertoire that young people know now, such as the four famous works such as "Dream of Red Mansions", first gather a group of new audiences, and then guide them to watch other plays, and give up some, such as "Pearl Tower" and other repertoire that have changed folk art." ”

"Pertinence. Xu Feng nodded thoughtfully, "I understand, first comply and then guide." ”

"That's what I thought, but I don't know what the real situation is. Wang Yao touched his cheek.

"Your advice is sharp. He Saifei smiled and said, "It is estimated that it is difficult to implement, because many conservatives will oppose it." ”

"The word inheritance, not only to inherit, but also to pass on, no innovation is self-destruction, just look at Kunqu Opera. As soon as Xiao Yao said it, I remembered that the issue of dialects, Su Bai of Kunqu Opera, also known as Wu language, is only popular in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but there are more than a dozen dialects in Jiangsu and Zhejiang now, and Mandarin is popular, these local dialects have been lost, and young people today can't understand them at all. Xu Feng nodded and said, "Blindly being conservative is self-defeating." ”

"You're old. He Saifei smiled and refilled the tea for Xu Feng, "It's a good thing that you have this determination, but you have to combine the current situation, you see, the matter of the Maomao Troupe has not been resolved." ”

Mao Weitao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You girl, don't have anything to do with our army. Xu Feng touched his beard and smiled: "The troupe is not a private person, who decides." ”

"Then what kind of progress and innovation are you talking about? He Saifei rolled his eyes.

"But somebody has to talk. Xu Feng's words changed: "But there has to be something to convince the public." ”

"What is it?" He Saifei asked with an eyebrow.

"Why is your troupe subject to Liu Yunqing?" asked Xu Feng with a smile.

"That's because he controls the company's welfare salary. He Saifei said directly, and then was stunned.

"So, if you don't have an independent economy, you will definitely be controlled by others. Xu Feng smiled, "If the troupe can operate normally, two shows a week, and the attendance rate of one game reaches fifty percent, then the troupe can do a lot of things, and there is no need to look at Liu Yunqing's face, right." ”

"As you always say, I also know that if I had the money, I would start my own troupe. He Saifei rolled his eyes, "Now the grass platform team is free." ”

"And the problems I talked to Xiao Yao about are all frameworks, and it is difficult to implement things in detail, such as the repertoire, what to play to attract young people, and then there is the problem of subtitles, these are all big problems, as well as publicity. Xu Feng sighed, becoming worried again.

Mao Weitao and He Saifei also fell silent, the ideal is always very plump, and the reality is always very skinny.

The repertoire of opera is different from literary works, and opera should consider rhyme, plain dialect, etc., not just a story to arrange lines on it.

Therefore, the author of the repertoire of opera must not only have literary skills, but also be proficient in music and rhythm, and a repertoire must be run in and revised at least hundreds of times before it can be put on the stage, and this time is not something that can be completed in a short period of time.

This is the saying that if you want to be beautiful, you will be tired of doing it.

Wang Yao looked at the three elders and became depressed, and pursed the corners of his mouth, "Actually, there is no need to be so pessimistic, I know a storyteller, he used to talk about books in the university in the eighties, and he used to talk about textbooks in the way of storytelling, and he also talked about Western classics, and later gained a fan of criticism." ”

Xu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Storyteller?"

Wang Yao nodded.

"Could it be Mr. Jin Wensheng?" Xu Feng narrowed his eyes, "When he said Western masterpieces in college, he was the one." ”

Wang Yao was taken aback, thinking that the two really knew each other, no wonder Mr. Jin Wensheng mentioned Xu Feng's very familiar feeling last time, and nodded.

"I didn't expect you to know him. Xu Feng looked at Wang Yao with complicated eyes, "In that environment back then, at least some people knew the art of storytelling, but now let's go to the university and walk around, saying that few people know about Yue Opera, and they know too little, and now young people think that opera is Peking Opera." ”

Xu Feng seemed to have a faint unwillingness when he said this.

Wang Yao didn't dare to take this stubble, and took a sip of tea.

"However, Xiao Yao's words reminded me of one thing, is Song Cheng finished?" Mao Weitao looked at He Saifei.

He Saifei blinked, "Yes, it seems to be open, last time their boss asked to play, I haven't had time to go." ”

"Songcheng, that tourist base built by Huang Qiaolin?" Xu Feng asked with a frown.

"Well, that's it, his show seems to be quite popular. Mao Weitao nodded and said.

"He is using tourism as a gimmick to make the stage play profitable, which is a commercial operation mode and is not advisable. Xu Feng shook his head.

"Why?" He Saifei was a little puzzled.

"Commercialized things, faced with investment and market choices, can distort art. Wang Yao said.

"That's right. Xu Feng glanced at Wang Yao appreciatively.

"But isn't the purpose to make money?" said He Saifei frowned.

"Of course it's different. Mao Weitao kicked He Saifei "We are the inheritors of Yue Opera, shouldering the identity of inheritors, not singing for money." ”

He Saifei also knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he smiled and diverted the topic.

But Wang Yao could clearly feel that Xu Feng seemed to be a little unhappy.

After chatting for more than an hour, it was not too early, and Mao Weitao proposed to let Xu Feng rest early.

"Xiao Yao has no place to live, so let's live here with me first, anyway, I'm also a person, and my family is still big. Xu Feng said.

Mao Weitao was stunned and nodded, anyway, Wang Yao is also Xu Feng's apprentice, but He Saifei looked a little reluctant, Wang Yao sent the two senior sisters to drive away, locked the door and returned to the house.

Xu Feng was still sitting on the stool, as if he was pondering something.

"Master. Wang Yao sat down.

"Let's talk quietly about our master and apprentice, your senior sister is a woman after all. Xu Feng smiled and said softly.

Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth.

"Isn't money important?" Xu Feng asked a somewhat childish question, but it made Wang Yao embarrassed.

Because what Xu Feng asked was whether money was the most important thing for them craftsmen, and whether there were more important things, such as culture.

"Money is important if you want to develop, and money is not important if you want to inherit. Wang Yao thought for a moment and replied cautiously.

Xu Feng frowned and nodded, "That makes sense." ”

Wang Yao smiled.

"If you choose, do you want to develop or inherit?" Xu Feng asked again.

"I ....." Wang Yao didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Now the world is different, it seems that making money is not for eating, but for the sake of fine clothes and food, and there are more ways to make money, it may be that I am old, I always feel that this society has become a little too fast, but I am happy, and worried, the rapid development of the motherland, the dragon takes off, I am happy, but the dust that has taken off is also overwhelming, and I always feel that someone is guarding something. The smile on Xu Feng's old face was very bitter.

Wang Yao was a little overwhelmed.

He had seen this smile on Mr. Jin Wensheng's face as well.

Helpless and unwilling, it seems that he has a passion for an art, but he is powerless in the face of this society.

They know it's right, but they're more afraid that others will say they're wrong.

Inheritance and watchfulness are the selfless kindness of these old people to their younger generations.

But he was cautious, even lingering.