Chapter 205 is the most important thing in the world, and the world can't keep the Zhu Yan Mirror

"It seems that your master is right to ban you. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Young Master Mei saw that Wang Yao's eyes were clear, and said with a smile, "It's too scary." ”

Wang Yao licked the corners of his mouth, "When I have time, I'll go visit that senior Chen Xiaoxu." ”

"Well, maybe there's something to be paid off. Young Master Mei smiled, "The luck of our pear orchard line is that life can be like a play, but tragedy is also, drama is like life, jumping out of these two layers, the road of neutralization is the inheritance of my Mei family, if you want to inherit the mantle of the Mei family, you have to think clearly about this truth, otherwise you can't pass on the essence of the Mei family." ”

Wang Yao nodded seriously and poured a cup of tea to calm his nerves.

"The charm of our opera is not something that modern dramas and actors can understand, their entry and exit are all a degree, called professionalism, but in our opera is different, we want to perform spirit, and there is no NG on the scene, and there is no room for the slightest mistake, so some actors, once they enter the play, they can't get out, so the first lesson taught by the teachers and fathers will tell you what is called opera, you are an actor, don't think of yourself as a person in the play. Young Master Mei's voice carried a kind of helplessness.

Wang Yao's eyes were a little astringent inexplicably.

"In the past, the old actors would drink a little wine before going on stage, so that they could play their state to the end and reach a dream-like situation, but then something happened, and everyone in the Liyuan industry banned it. Young Master Mei sighed softly.

"At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there was a female artist, called Shang Xiaoling, known as the Shang family, was a singer of Kunqu Opera, talented and popular all over the country at that time, she had a hobby of drinking on stage, but in a performance, singing "Peony Pavilion", the atmosphere was very good that day, after singing "Dreaming" and "Trouble", she was applauded to return, to be honest, the return of Liyuan Xing is a taboo, one, a play is sung twice This is a test for the audience and the actors, and a little worse Chi will ruin a lifetime of fame. Young Master Mei's tone was deep.

"But the businessmen didn't know what happened that day, and they sang "Looking for Dreams" on stage again, singing until the sentence "Fight and fragrant the soul, rainy and plum days, keep Meghan to meet", Yingying interface', fell to the ground with the sound, and the accompanying actors stepped forward to help them up, and found that the businessmen had lost their breath. ”

Wang Yao trembled again: "Martyrdom?"

Young Master Mei got up and stood with his hands in his hands and nodded, "It's a martyr, the people and the drama are one, she can't get out, so she goes with the play." ”

Wang Yao shrugged his shoulders, his expression a little dazed.

"The most important thing in the world is that the world can't keep the Zhu Yan rhetoric mirror. Young Master Mei sighed softly and said, "If people are too obsessed, they will fall into demons, and you have to master this degree." ”

Young Master Mei told two stories, so that Wang Yao began to reflect on himself, he didn't think that he couldn't live without being crazy, but he was unconsciously affected by everything that happened during this time, the more he understood the civilization of China, the more he felt its current situation, the more angry Wang Yao was, the more unwilling, it was indeed the kind of young master Mei said, into the devil.

Whether or not the play in Berlin affected Wang Yao's behavior, Wang Yao now needs to seriously think about the relationship between the two.

Young Master Mei left Wang Yao to finish eating, and also taught some special practice skills of the Mei School, and returned to Zheng Xixi's house in the evening, and jumped into Wang Yao's arms at once, licking Wang Yao with his pink little tongue, and making a soft and cheerful cry.

"This little one has no conscience. Seeing that his cat was so close to Wang Yao, who had only met once, and usually ignored his love, Zheng Xixi couldn't help but tug at its fluffy tail with some annoyance.

"It's growing so fast. Wang Yao hugged Yoyo and smiled.

"Eat a lot, like a pig. Zheng Xixi changed, fell on the sofa and said with a smile, "What are you talking to Mr. Mei about?" ”

"Nonsense. Wang Yao sat on the edge of the sofa and said with a smile, touching the slippery and soft fur, Wang Yao pursed his lips, "Sister Xixi, do you feel that there is any change in me." ”

Zheng Xixi, who was stretching his waist on the sofa, was stunned, pulled down his shirt and sat up on his knees, pulled Wang Yao's head and looked left and right, "Of course, it's getting better and better, tsk, this skin is so tender~"

Wang Yao's cheeks were pinched by her, and he was a little hot, "I'm not talking about appearance, it's personality." ”

Zheng Xixi blinked, "Personality, I haven't changed much, but I've matured a lot." ”

Wang Yao also blinked, "Okay, maybe I'm thinking too much." ”

Zheng Xixi looked at Wang Yao's expression and thought for a while, "However, I don't think you are mature enough." ”

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I mean the idea, not the practice. Zheng Xixi said, "For example, if we discuss the market today, your ideas are too idealistic, not in line with reality, money is indeed not as important as the culture you said, but if you can't guarantee income, culture is empty talk." ”

"But with money, no culture, no ethics and morality, it's empty talk. Wang Yao chuckled.

Zheng Xixi was stunned.

"I went to a rural village last time, and the poor material conditions of those villagers surprised you, but they still lived a very regular life, every family did not close their doors at night, the neighbors were harmonious, and the whole village was a friend, but think about it, do you know who you are against?" Wang Yao asked with a smile.

Zheng Xixi frowned, "It seems that I really don't know." ”

"The development of the city's material economy is rapid, but it is also abandoning the humanities and culture, this kind of partial development will go wrong sooner or later, I don't want to say that my idea is correct, I just say that culture and material are as important, there can be a sequence, but can not be a partial phenomenon. ”

Zheng Xixi pinched Wang Yao's chin and said, "You know a lot, as long as you have culture, sister, I'll take a bath." ”

Wang Yao sighed, rubbed his slippery little belly, and muttered, "Facts speak louder than words." ”

Zheng Xixi has the latest wireless network transmitter at home, which still surprises Wang Yao, this kind of thing was only launched last year, Wang Yao met in a hotel lobby, and the others are still wired networks.

Through the wifi on his laptop, Wang Yao began to search for film market reports in recent years, as well as some related academic reports, and he was ready to seriously study the gap between the domestic film market and the foreign film market.

In 2000, the box office record, the top ten, the first place is the domestic film "Life and Death Choice" is a film with a large theme of state-owned enterprise restructuring, and it is normal for the box office to be high, because it is a phenomenal theme, a theme that people all over the country are concerned about, and it is also the first film to break 100 million.

From the second to the tenth place, the box office is around 30 million and 20 million, but five of them are foreign films, according to the current proportion of the domestic market is half and half, this is still under the premise that there is no open market, only a dozen foreign films are introduced every year, if the market is opened, then indeed, the entire film market will be occupied by foreign films.

In 2000, the annual box office revenue was 860 million, and ten years ago in 1990, the annual box office was 2.5 billion.

The entire domestic film market seems to be going downhill, no wonder Zhang Yiyan and they are so anxious, seeing that the market is open, domestic films are still going downhill.

Wang Yao checked the record of the total box office of domestic films again, and the first place was the 360 million box office of "Titanic", and the second was the box office of "Liu Sanjie" in 1960, which was not clearly counted, because there were tens of millions of box office results in 1960, which should be similar to "Titanic" by now.

But the movies of 40 years ago are not comparable with the movies of 3 years ago, and they can only show the huge regression of the domestic film market.

Even if you don't look abroad, at home, this kind of regression is frightening.

Is it because the film market has shrunk, or has the people's spiritual consumption decreased? Or is it because the economy has declined?

But judging from the national annual report, the gross national product is growing rapidly, and the economy is not declining, so it must still be in the film industry itself.

Maybe it's really aesthetic fatigue.

Wang Yao estimated how much the box office would be if Zhang Yiyan's book was filmed, and after calculation, Wang Yao felt that the exact income from this film was really not much.

The budget given by Zheng Xixi here is 100 million, Zhang Yiyan and they brought money into the group, to the maximum, 200 million investment, with the current box office in the domestic market, at best, it will be more than 200 million box office, which can be regarded as a white auction.

However, if the positioning of this film is placed in the overseas market, Wang Yao feels that it may be able to make more money, and the overseas box office of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" is about to exceed 100 million US dollars.

With this Chinese martial arts craze, it may be possible to grasp it bigger.

Either way, the deal was worth it, from a profit point of view.

If the core is really filmed, the benefits obtained by letting the West understand Chinese culture are even more limitless, Wang Yao analyzed and calculated for a night, and finally felt that he could give it a try.

Early the next morning, Wang Yao made breakfast, Zheng Xixi, who was aroused by the smell of food, came out of the bedroom in a daze, looked at Wang Yao, who was cooking in the kitchen, standing on his shoulder, and was stunned, and finally rubbed his eyes, revealing a weird smile, "It's still a conch girl." ”

"Awake?" Wang Yao turned his head to look at Zheng Xixi, whose hair was messy and tired, and smiled.

"It smells so good. Zheng Xixi lay at the door and sniffed with a wrinkled nose.

"Sister, you haven't ever eaten an omelette?" Wang Yao asked in surprise.

"I'll compliment you. Zheng Xixi rolled his eyes, Wang Yao said, "I'll take a bath, you can eat first." ”

Wang Yao nodded and smiled.

Zheng Xixi, who had finished taking a bath, ran out hungry without having time to wipe his hair, and sat down before the meal was cooked and began to eat.

Wang Yao put a towel on her hair and helped her rub it, "The weather is going to get cold soon, you will catch a cold like this." ”

"There's heating next month, what are you afraid of. Zheng Xixi said vaguely, "By the way, you slept so late last night, and I woke up in the middle of the night to see that you were still with the lights on." ”