Chapter XXVI Institutional Issues

"You are very perceptive. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Jin Wensheng showed a satisfied smile" and "storytelling" is an abbreviation, which should be called "storytelling", and the category of "storytelling" is relatively large, and drum books, bamboo board books, etc. are called "storytelling". Some people say that there are no other props and accompanying instruments, and it is obviously not accurate to call it "storytelling", and the key to storytelling is "commentary". ”

Wang Yao listened to the old gentleman's introduction, sat up straight and listened humbly.

"As far as I know, the old gentlemen who used to comment on books were divided into two factions, one was to sit and talk about the present and the past, and the other was to show up and say. In the past, there was a saying in the industry called "Nanwang Bei Chen", "Nanwang" refers to Mr. Wang Shaotang's commentary, and "Bei Chen" refers to Chen Lao's commentary. The book must be commented on to a certain extent, and it is technically divided into "speaking, talking, criticizing, commenting, discussing, and speaking." What to comment on? Comment on human feelings, reasoning, and right and wrong, but we must pay attention to being appropriate and not dominate the crowd. Jin Wensheng moistened his throat again.

Wang Yao nodded and continued to listen.

"Now there are a lot of storytellers, and there are a lot of various bibliographies that are said, but there are not many real storytellings from the portal, and the rest is BJ's Yuan Kuocheng, Lian Liru and a few, but only those who talk about Zhai Zhiwei, especially "Chen Pai Liao Zhai Zhiwei" is almost none, Chen Pai Storytelling pays attention to character portrayal, and the roles are divided into life, Dan, net, end, and ugly, and storytelling pays attention to "a few mouths": "air mouth, penetration, spout, cover, explosion, and barge", we must consolidate these basic skills and use these skills freely, in order to become a good storyteller. Jin Wensheng pursed his lips and continued: "Do you know why storytelling is not as good as other people's quintessential Peking Opera?"

Wang Yao was stunned and shook his head.

"For the same story, drama can tell a vivid story from costumes, soundtracks, and martial arts. Jin Wensheng smiled, "But there is only one mouth for storytelling." ”

"And bamboo boards. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Yes. Jin Wensheng also smiled, "But as the saying goes, a dream on and off stage, this dream is done, it is finished, but storytelling is different, commenting on things can even affect many generations, and even change a certain backward and dark phenomenon." ”

Wang Yao frowned, thoughtful.

"You see these are some notes and works passed on to me by Mr. Gao Yuanjun, I have been sorting them out in the past few years, no, if you come a few months late, I will go back. Jin Wensheng looked at the books on the table that Wang Yao had flipped through and said.

"I just looked at the jokes and stories that the old gentleman has put together, and there seem to be many versions of the same story. Wang Yao asked.

"Of course, storytelling is not singing, one board and one eye, what kind of audience you face, what kind of work you have to change, in a word, this is great wisdom. Jin Wensheng laughed a little proudly, "This is called judging the situation." ”

Wang Yao nodded, "I've read some storytelling materials in school before, and I feel that it's not quite the same as what you have here." ”

"This. Jin Wensheng frowned and muttered for a moment, "This is a problem with the system." ”

Wang Yao was stunned.

"I started in elementary school quyi, learning to tell books, just to make a living, and then I really fell in love with this industry, when I was young, I told stories on Jinmen TV, and later stayed in the Jinmen Quyi Troupe, and then later, **** When I moved from the north to SH to tell stories in a small teahouse, I was not allowed to say a lot of things at that time, so I had to change them myself, and the laughter of southerners was different from that of the north, and the business was not very good at that time, and then I couldn't eat and met a pastor in a church, I told the pastor, and he took me in, and then the pastor gave me a few books, which are Western classics, "La Traviata" and "The Three Musketeers" Something, recommended me to go to the university to tell the students, I used this kind of Western story to tell the story in the university, but I didn't expect the effect to be good, I barely ate enough. ”

Jin Wensheng said with a look of remembrance, "At that time, I knew a lot of peers, including Mr. Gao Yuanjun, when I returned to Jinmen in 85 years, I found that there were more things that could not be said, at that time I could only write the manuscript, I felt bored, so I went to the tea house to tell the story, and then Mr. Gao Yuanjun, who was seriously ill, invited me to come to the south to help him sort out his notes, and I have stayed here." ”

Wang Yao looked at Jin Wensheng with admiration, although the old gentleman said it lightly, but the hardships and difficulties in these stories can be imagined, and the days when he ate the last meal and did not have the next meal are the most tempering people's will.

"Boy, don't look at me like that. Jin Wensheng looked at Wang Yao and said with a smile, "You guys are living a good life, although they look poor, but they are much happier than those robots under the system, you say that life is in the world, is it the most important thing to be happy?" I am seventy years old this year, but outsiders can't see it at all. ”

"The old man's body is really tough. Wang Yao said sincerely.

"People or, spirits are especially important. Jin Wensheng smiled, and then coughed twice, "But after all, I'm older." ”

Listening to the old man's tone, Wang Yao was also a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"People used to ask me what I was doing with all these things, and in the end I couldn't even get a pension. Jin Wensheng touched those books that were not yet available, and showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, "That's because they don't understand it, these are the life skills left by the ancestors, don't look at the current people all study and test for fame, but how many are the officials? In the end, it's not a craft to eat, I sometimes think, if this thing is really lost in my hands, then in case the people who come after will lose a way to eat?"

The old man muttered, as if he was talking to himself, but his eyes looked at Wang Yao.

Wang Yao found that the old man's gaze was a little familiar, and only then did he remember that when Xu Feng was looking at him in the office at that time, he also had this kind of gaze, with a hint of hope and surprise.

Wang Yao suddenly didn't dare to look at him.

Jin Wensheng looked at Wang Yao's flickering gaze and smiled, "It seems that you kid is really not too interested." ”

"That's really not. Wang Yao hurriedly answered, "Let me tell you the truth, I really think this craft is quite interesting, but I'm also afraid that I won't be able to eat." ”

Wang Yao is telling the truth, although Wang Yao does not walk around in society, he also knows that storytelling is almost invisible in the market, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is extinct.

But going to school is different, after being in school and worshipping Xu Feng as a teacher, not to mention anything else, at least in the Hangzhou Art Troupe, he should be able to get a spare job, at least have something to eat.

Jin sighed after hearing this: "You kid understands it." ”

Wang Yao was very ashamed after hearing this, and his face was hot.