Chapter 115: A Nightmare in the Garden
Chapter 115 "Garden Nightmare"
At the dinner table, some of the other people were screenwriters and some of Boss Wu's colleagues, and they all came to greet Wang Yao and give them business cards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The screenwriter values Wang Yao's appearance conditions and Zhao Lirong's godson as an important condition.
Boss Wu's colleagues, these businessmen value the two Buddhas of Mr. Mei and Mr. Qigong more.
Wang Yao suddenly became the central figure and was a little caught off guard, but fortunately, Kong Ping left and stopped Wang Yao a lot of embarrassment.
Boss Wu and Director Yang Fan chatted about it, Director Yang Fan suddenly sat down on Wang Yao's side, Wang Yao hurriedly said hello, although he didn't know how the director was, but after all, he was an elder.
"When I see you, I feel excited. Director Yang Fan was the first to speak, startling Wang Yao.
"If I had seen you seven or eight years ago, I wouldn't have given up the book "Farewell My Concubine" to Chen Kaige. Director Yang Fan's eyes lit up when he looked at Wang Yao.
Wang Yaoleng was stunned for a moment, this director's name is actually as famous as the legendary Director Chen?
"You're so beautiful. Director Yang Fan stared at Wang Yao's face and exclaimed.
Wang Yao listened to the creepiness, He Saifei held his chin and looked at Wang Yao's embarrassed little face and snickered, then Kong Ping suddenly held Wang Yao's shoulder and smiled at Director Yang Fan, "Director, you are sick again, seven or eight years ago, Xiao Yao was still a ten-year-old child." ā
Director Yang Fan was stunned, "You are only seventeen or eighteen this year?"
Wang Yao touched his face in embarrassment, "Are you in a hurry?"
"Can you capture the aesthetics of foreigners at this age?" Director Yang Fan was shocked.
"Director Yang was a Broadway stage director in the 60s, so he knows the market there very well. Wu Yangu introduced.
"This, maybe the one I fell down scared them. Wang Yao said with a dry smile.
"Steve said that you have the light of God in your eyes, and he hasn't praised a person so much, can you show me?" Director Yang Fan licked his lips, his tone was sincere.
Wang Yao was very embarrassed, thinking that this director was really a little strange, "Mr. Yang, what do you want to watch?"
"The look you looked at on stage that day. Director Yang Fan said.
"Well, to be honest, I don't know what the look in my eyes was. Wang Yao smiled, "To be honest, I decided on a temporary basis for that play, in order to prove how distinctive Chinese opera is." ā
"I heard that it was because a few critics criticized the quintessence of the country, and you can't be angry. Director Yang Fan said.
"Yes, but the other party later apologized. Wang Yao smiled, "So the emotions at that time, I don't dare to figure it out now, to be honest, it is beyond my normal level." ā
"Then, can you sing me a paragraph?" asked Director Yang Fan.
"Director Yang, this is not appropriate. Boss Wu frowned, Wang Yao was a cash cow in his eyes now, how could he speak casually.
"Our play is called "Dream in the Garden", and I will sing you a piece of 'soap robe'. Wang Yao saw the prayer in Director Yang Fan's eyes, and it was really difficult to refuse such an old man.
Wang Yao cleared his throat, lowered his eyes slightly to see his toes and spoke softly, and the clear and graceful female voice echoed in the box.
"It turns out that the purple and red are blooming all over,
Like this, they are all paid and ruined,
The beautiful scenery of the good day is what a day,
It will be a pleasure in the courtyard of the house.
Morning Flying Twilight Roll,
Yunxia Cuixuan,
rain silk wind sheet,
smoke wave painting boat,
Jinping Rente
Look at this Shaoguang cheap. ā
Kunqu opera is extremely beautiful, the vocal table is extremely beautiful, from the singing to the performance, all of them are full of two words, exquisite, delicate to the bones, exquisite to the flesh, in addition to the perfection of the precipitation of the long history, more because, the elegance of Kunqu opera, it was not too down-to-earth art at the beginning.
Since its birth, Kunqu Opera has always been a young lady who has been kept in the backyard by the official eunuchs, with fine clothes and jade food, there is no place that is not delicate, and there is no place that is not perfect, so its development history has been flying to an elegant place.
The leveling, rhyme, and confrontation of the lyrics are all extremely exquisite, and basically every sentence or even every word can be said separately with an allusion and metaphor.
Coupled with the pronunciation and biting of the Wu language, with the beauty and tactfulness of Jiangnan, just listening to the rhyme will make people unconsciously numb and soft bones.
This paragraph is a fold in the garden of "The Peony Pavilion", which seems to depict a beautiful and beautiful garden, but it also depicts the sorrow and grievances hidden in the words.
Just one paragraph can make people think of countless pictures, and the subtle expression makes people feel uncomfortable and unfinished.
Wang Yao did not use the traditional Kunqu opera 'water mill tune' and added some Yue opera gong ruler tunes, which sounded a little more straightforward, which made Kong Ping's eyes light up.
Wang Yao opened his mouth and everyone shut up, although Wang Yao's voice was mellow and pleasant when he spoke, but with such a clear and beautiful female voice, it was really hard to imagine that it was made by a boy.
Those who know drama are shocked by Wang Yao's art, and those who don't understand drama are shocked by Wang Yao's skills.
Director Yang Fan's eyes were already flashing, and after listening to Wang Yao's singing, he couldn't help but burst into tears, which surprised Wang Yao.
"You Kunqu opera, you are saved. Director Yang Fan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said earnestly to Kong Ping.
The corners of Kong Ping's eyes were also a little sour, she pursed her lips and touched Wang Yao's head with a smile, "This is the treasure of our pear orchard." ā
"If you have the chance, I hope you can help match the sound of this play. Director Yang Fan looked at Wang Yao solemnly.
"Dubbing, I can try it. Wang Yao smiled and got up to send them out.
Watching the elevator door close, Wang Yao turned his head and asked Kong Ping, "Senior Sister Kong, does this director have a relationship with Kunqu Opera?"
"He likes to listen to operas, he is a ticket holder, he used to be a stage actor in the United States, and later entered the art circle as a director, I heard that there was a lover who sang Kunqu opera before, I don't know the specifics, the second time we met. Kong Ping patted Wang Yao with a smile, "Your singing skills seem to have gone up again, Xu Yulan's predecessors seem to be really teaching each other." ā
Wang Yao smiled, "This is just a short paragraph, and it is a lot of practice." ā
The two returned to the box, Boss Wu instructed the waiter to remove the plate, replace it with tea, and enthusiastically pulled Wang Yao and said with a smile, "Brother Wang, I have admired the name for a long time, I just remembered that some time ago, Huang Yi knew a talented little brother who wrote well, but I didn't expect it to be you." ā
"You're quick enough to get this news. Kong Ping chuckled.
"Miss Kong, don't tear down the stage. Boss Wu rolled his eyes, patted Wang Yao's shoulder and smiled, "I heard that the little brother is in some trouble?"
Wang Yaoleng paused, looked at He Saifei, who was drinking tea in a sullen voice, and smiled, "How did Boss Wu know?"
"Call me Wu Tianlai, just give me Brother Wu a face. Wu Tianlai smiled: "I am also half an insider." ā
Wang Yao smiled and nodded.
"Boss Wu is a family of ticket friends, and he has funded Kunqu Opera for many years to help us find ways to revive it. Kong Ping said.
"He is also the rich man of our troupe, and he invites us to sing the annual meeting every year. He Saifei also said with a smile.
"Brother Wu smiled, I'm just an undocumented student, and I can't talk about getting into trouble. "Wang Yao has a lot more good impression of Wu Tianlai, there is no gentleman who does not raise artists, even if Wu Tianlai is a businessman, he should not be too bad for opera.
"Your voice just now is not below Miss Kong. Wu Tianlai said with a smile.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't step on me. Kong Ping rolled her eyes coquettishly and leaned on Wang Yao's shoulder.
"You're not as good as others, and you won't let you say it?" Wu Tianlai smiled, "Brother Wang." ā
"Just call me Xiao Yao. Wang Yao said with a smile.
Wu Tianlai was stunned for a moment, and laughed and said, "Brother Xiaoyao, my brother doesn't hide it from you, I can't get on stage in this business, so I like to invest in some literary and artistic projects, our ancestors are fans of opera, and I am also good at this, but I am in a hurry to see the decline of Liyuan Xing, and I have invested in several opera movies in the past few years. ā
Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, he didn't understand too much, what business can't be on the stage, isn't investment quite hot now, "Brother Wu, what do you mean?"
"I just heard that you are popular in Europe. Wu Tianlai rubbed his hands, "Do we want to cooperate and open a platform in Europe." ā
The stage, which is the stage, should now be called a concert.
Wang Yao was stunned and couldn't help laughing, "Brother Wu, you are too exalted to me, I can't get together twenty audiences here, let alone in Europe, besides, people over there can't understand what I sing." ā
"You just sing, and the rest of the brothers will help you solve it. Wu Tianlai patted his chest.
"No, Brother Wu, if you do this, you are throwing money into it. Wang Yao couldn't laugh or cry.
"Boss Wu's meaning is to take advantage of the popularity of your European Arts Festival, and then make a circle of heat, and then stir up a name for themselves, and cooperate with some local companies to export some opera films. He Saifei explained.
Wang Yao frowned, he didn't think this thing could make money, and looked at Wu Tianlai suspiciously.
"You may not know much about the current European art circle, now they are willing to put gold on their faces and want to run to the elegant, if you are certified by the mainstream art circle, it is a signboard, and the star effect will fool other people who don't know much, after all, how can there be so many people who understand art? The main consumption power is in the middle level, and the people who want to think they are elegant, they don't care what you sing, as long as this thing is elegant. Wu Tianlai explained.
"Well, I probably don't have that much energy. Wang Yao smiled, "My performance that day was recognized, but it definitely didn't reach the point of recognition, I still have self-knowledge." ā
Wu Tianlai scratched his head and looked at Kong Ping.
Kong Ping shook her head slightly.
"Okay, let's put this thing down for now. Wu Tianlai smiled: "Do you have a conflict with Li Zhuo?"
"No, I don't. Wang Yao's face was full of ignorance.
"Hehe, pretty cautious. Wu Tianlai smiled, "Let's put it this way, as long as you sing well, brother, your brother will make you a corner, and then you will beat them." ā
Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, "Then thank you Brother Wu for your kindness." ā
"What?" Wu Tianlai was stunned.
"I haven't graduated yet, I'm still an apprentice, and I have to listen to the master. Wang Yao's face was full of distress: "I also want to come out and make more money." ā
Wu Tianlai was stunned, patted Wang Yao and laughed, "I almost forgot, Xiao Yao is a young hero." ā
Wang Yao smiled and greeted Wu Tianlai for a while, and the game was over when the time was almost up, Kong Ping and Wang Yao took He Saifei's car together, and Wu Tianlai lit a cigarette after sending them into the car.
"Boss, this kid is quite good. The secretary who had been accompanying him said.
Wu Tianlai took a puff of cigarette and smiled, "How can you be a fool to be a treasure in the eyes of so many big people." ā
And looking at it, it doesn't seem to be short of money, and the clothes on his body are quite expensive. The secretary continued.
"How can there be too much money?" Wu Tianlai raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled a little contemptuously, "He's just cautious, just wait until he gets acquainted slowly." ā
The secretary nodded and started the car.
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