Chapter 72 Attacking the West, avoiding the important and light

The four-fold scene of "The Legend of Wu Xun" is too long, and in the end, it was condensed, some details were removed, and it was shortened to 40 minutes, putting all the essence and contradictions into one fold, so that a complete story could be presented within the time limit that the audience could afford. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Because Wang Yao knows that with the impetuousness of young people now, he will definitely not be able to last more than 2 hours of performance, at most the time of a movie.

The first stop is a two-book public university in Hangzhou, more than 5,000 students arrived on the day of the school anniversary, the scale of this school is similar to Hangzhou art, but this school is not an art class, but a conventional, mathematics, physics and chemistry based scientific research school.

The troupe rehearsed in the school's auditorium the night before, it is a gymnasium, the second floor can accommodate a lot of people, and the more professional thing is that this school is more advanced, there is a big screen and a photographer live broadcast the stage, so as to ensure that all students in the school can see the stage clearly.

The school celebration itself also has a program, and Wang Yao's program is added later, so at the end, but the troupe people have to dress up early and wait for the stage.

The school celebration is the speech of the school leader, the speech of the famous alumni who graduated from the school, and then the host speaks, and then there is the chorus, sketches, singing and other programs, Wang Yao turned around in front and found that these students were fine in front, and they became a little irritable after two hours passed.

Wang Yao couldn't help but be a little worried, and finally when the programs of the school were over, all the students felt that they could be liberated, and then the head of the grade suddenly said, "There is another surprise in the school celebration, are you looking forward to it?"

"Not looking forward to it?" the students below began to heckle.

"You weren't even expecting a surprise?" said the Head of Year laughed.

"We're going to dinner~" Several girls sitting in the front row laughed and coaxed.

The old master teased the students for a while, aroused the enthusiasm of the students, and then cut to the chase: "Do you know what the traditional art of our country is?"

"The quintessence of the country, Peking Opera. There was a commotion among the classmates, and then someone shouted.

"I'm going, isn't it, teacher, aren't you inviting us to listen to Peking Opera?"

"The white-faced Zhang Fei or the black-faced Cao Cao?"

"You are stupid, it's Cao Cao with a black face, Guan Gong with a red face. ”

"What's that Fei's face?"

"Uh, it's probably green??"

The classmates began to talk about themselves in a gossiping manner.

The head of the grade couldn't cry or laugh, "There are many traditional arts in our country, and you know the quintessence of the country." ”

"I know! and sketches!" one of the students shouted.

"Sketches are counted, but they can't be traditional arts. Director Age smiled.

"Needless to say, the two of them turned, it's the New Year in the first month~~" The host of the school also coaxed, and the audience laughed.

"Teacher, don't sell the guanzi, the canteen food is going to be cold, what have you prepared? Is it a sweet potato or braised pork ribs?" shouted the boy on the second floor.

"The surprise I invited is that the teachers of the famous Baihuayue Opera Troupe in Hangzhou have come to show you our traditional Chinese arts, because I think we are a little aesthetically tired when we play pop songs every day. The Head of Year laughed.

"Yue Opera?"

"What's that?"

"Well, I think I heard my grandmother say it. ”

"It's over, I'm really singing, the magic sound is around my ears, and the front is high-energy. ”

"Why didn't I know we still had this troupe in Hangzhou?"

"But how can pop songs be aesthetically fatigued? I love Leslie Cheung!"

The classmates rioted again.

"Okay, quiet, I have the teachers of the Yue Opera Troupe. The head of the grade was helpless, sorted out the order, and the students were quiet.

"It's time to take the stage. The host of the school said to Wang Yao and others.

Wang Yao blinked, and suddenly had some stage fright.

"Why are you stupid?" He Saifei grabbed Wang Yao's hand and went on stage.

The actors who came out in costumes made the students exclaim, some girls thought the costumes were beautiful, and some boys were interested in the appearance of their sisters on stage, which was quite kind.

The actors stood in a row and bowed, Mao Weitao calmly introduced, and his domineering aura and calm voice seized the scene at once.

Mao Weitao's own aura and profound line skills can easily grab the audience's attention, Mao Weitao briefly introduced Yue Opera and the troupe, in exchange for warm applause.

The first is that Mao Weitao played a poor scholar in the first half, wearing a costume of Liang Shanbo, very handsome and likable, and won the hearts of many girls.

The second is that Mao Weitao really spoke well.

Then the microphone was handed to Wang Yao, Wang Yao was stunned, awakened by the laughter from the audience, and hurriedly took the microphone.

He Saifei glanced at Wang Yao with a nervous expression with some concern.

Wang Yao looked at the people in the audience who were laughing, and his brain became dazed, and he licked the corners of his mouth.

The classmates in the audience laughed at Wang Yao because Wang Yao's appearance was a beggar.

But Wang Yao didn't know that it was because of this, because Wang Yao was really nervous.

"Dude, you're in the wrong place, aren't you? A boy on the second floor sneered.

The girls in the first row also looked at Wang Yao, who was very stiff on the stage, with a smile, "This beggar brother, why don't you introduce the plot, do you want us to guess?"

Wang Yao blinked, took a long breath and picked up the microphone, "I'm sorry, it's the first time I've seen so many people, and I'm a little nervous." ”

As soon as Wang Yao spoke, the crowd fell silent, because Wang Yao's voice was very good, especially transmitted through the microphone and stereo, echoing in the auditorium.

Human beings always subconsciously listen to things that sound good and look good, which is instinctive.

"Wow, this guy has such a nice voice. A girl in the audience exclaimed.

"Nonsense, or don't sing much. The classmate next to him snorted softly.

"Dude, don't be nervous, you haven't seen so many people, and we've seen beggars on stage. The boy on the second floor said again.

Wang Yao smiled, knowing that the other party had no malicious intent, "I'm not a beggar, I'm an actor." ”

"Don't use Xingye's lines. The audience laughed.

"The character I play is a beggar. Wang Yao smiled and said, "It is a somewhat special beggar, he is the only beggar in history who has written the official history, if you have friends who are interested in history, check the twenty-four histories, you can find this person in the volume of the Qing Dynasty, the name is Wu Xun." ”

The audience began to talk.

"The reason why a beggar can be written in the history books is because he is also closely related to you. Wang Yao said softly, "He is a beggar, relying on the money he begged to build the first private school in Chinese history, because of him, the current students can enjoy the private school many years earlier, without him, there will be no Lu Xun's three-flavor study." ”

The crowd was in an uproar, they didn't know who Wu Xun was, but they knew who Lu Xun was, a beggar had such a big effect.

"I hope you have some patience, look at this story, look at this beggar. Wang Yao chuckled and pointed to his dark face, and handed the microphone to the host.

"Yo, this kid is good, he actually knows how to guide, avoid the important and light, and use it to attack the west. The principal of this school was stunned after listening to Wang Yao's speech, and said to Xu Feng.

"I don't look at whose apprentice it is. Xu Feng's face was full of pride.

"Come on, I don't know you yet? You are an old-fashioned old man who can teach such a flexible chicken thief child?" the principal chuckled, "Use Lu Xun's name to attract everyone's attention, and then focus on the opera itself, it is really smart, this tiger skin is good." ”

"Shouldn't this be the sorrow of education? I know Lu Xun, but I don't know martial arts. Xu Feng glanced at the principal.

"Don't talk about martial arts, Chen Yinke and they don't know. The headmaster chuckled.

"What kind of glorious thing is this?" Looking at his old friend's smiling face, Xu Feng frowned.

"I'm laughing at the show. The principal pouted, "Look, if this drama really happens, will anyone know about Mr. Wu Xun?"

Xu Feng was stunned.

"The great fortune of the country. The principal laughed and squinted at the audience who sometimes laughed and cheered, "I think this play will be a success." ”

Looking at Wang Yao, who was constantly turning his head on the stage, Xu Feng sighed softly.

For these applause, Wang Yao added too many redundant actions, just to let these audiences be interested in this play and concentrate.

is a good little student, and he has become a martial artist.

Wang Yao really fought hard, because he suddenly found that the applause of these people who didn't know how to play could stimulate his adrenaline even more, and he began to become like an old Chinese medicine doctor, taking the pulse of these 'illiterate' people, aggravating their applause, and arousing their interest through these.

Once they have an interest, they remember the experience.

In this way, the expressive tension of the opera itself can be aggravated, so Wang Yao began to act like an acrobat, doing this unbelievably difficult action, such as a 360° front flip, a 480° landing split, etc., in exchange for bursts of applause.

made the actors who played with him all confused.

Dude, didn't take medicine when you went out?

The mental and visual impact brought by the witty and difficult actions made the audience of the whole scene excited, and in the second half, after Wu Xunjian private school, everyone touched their moist eyes and found that they seemed to have been fooled.

It's not a comedy juggler at all, it's a tragedy.

Wang Yao's elderly martial arts team lies under the eaves, and the background music is the sound of the erhu and the Qiang flute, two musical instruments that represent the extreme sorrow of China, plus the "Disciple Rules" in Jiangnan Wu Yue reciting children's voices.

The sadness that rose from the bottom of my heart made all the audience goosebumps, their hearts were sour, and they choked in their throats, until the snow fell in the sky, and many people cried.

The daughter of the landlord's family played by He Saifei listened to the crying from the audience, and looked at Wang Yao lying on the ground on his side, his face covered with sweat, and his eyes turned red unconsciously.

This fool, why is he working so hard? Think he's the Monkey King?