Chapter 464: Sugar-coated cannonballs

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Everyone backstage was speechless.

Wang Yao is not only offending people's relationships, but also almost provoking the entire traditional opera industry, which is no different from mental illness.

"How stupid?" He Saifei muttered with a frown.

"Yitongshe, what is it?" Xu Qingmei turned her head to look at Zheng Jingjing.

Zheng Jingjing was also at a loss: "What kind of secret organization is it?"

"Hmph, it's too arrogant, look at how he ends up now. Jin Taeran said gloatingly.

"It doesn't seem to be particularly good to look at the faces of these old-timers. Zhao Fei muttered with some concern.

"If you can be good, there will be ghosts, and you are usually used to hearing it, but today I was threatened in public by a junior. Kong Ping didn't know when she bypassed, and glanced at Zheng Jingjing's chest, "Tsk, you are really cruel to yourself." ”

"Uncle Kong, what is the Yitong Society?" asked Zheng Jingjing with a frown.

"I don't know, I haven't heard of it, but what kind of medicine did he take wrong, which of you can explain to me, what the hell is modern opera?" asked Kong Ping, pinching his chin.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all of them are at a loss.

"Yes, it's good, it's mysterious. He Saifei raised the corners of his mouth and sneered.

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What Wang Yao is going to do, no one knows it, and outsiders can't understand it.

Especially at night, Wang Yao's cruel words made them, the old-timers, feel inexplicably hot on their faces.

First, he read all the plays of various genres, and then flipped them again, saying that he wanted to make some inexplicable 'modern opera', and he did not accept approval and criticism, and whoever criticized would be kicked out of the museum, or he would receive a lawyer's letter.

This is simply a naked threat, and it is simply an underworld force.

They all looked at the faces of Mr. Mei and Xu Feng and other peers, but they didn't expect to be given a dismount by a junior, so naturally they couldn't hold it on their faces.

Especially some good leaders who were mixed in the system before, and after retirement, they are still high-ranking grandfathers, when have they been wronged in this way.

So one by one, he left the scene angrily with his disciples, and kept reprimanding Wang Yao for his arrogance.

However, there were face signs standing at the door, reception ladies in professional attire and luxury cars that were worth a lot of money at the glance, which made these people feel delicate.

Escorted by these beautiful reception ladies and luxury cars, he checked in to the best hotel in Hangzhou, and then warmly entertained and drew up a travel plan, if he didn't play, there would be souvenirs and air tickets.

Sugar-coated cannonballs!

Beat a stick and give a red date.

However, this method is not too useful for the elderly, but for their disciples, who are in the prime of life, they are very useful.

Even if they, the 'opera performance artists' who eat the emperor's food, still want to make more extra money, but unfortunately there is really no market for opera in China now, and now I look at it, although I don't know what the origin of this kid Wang Yao is.

But just from the design of today's performance stage and costumes, it is a technology that they have never seen, and it is high-tech at first glance, and so much money can be invested in a performance, which shows that Wang Yao is indeed a 'powerful' person.

Some of their troupe are decades old, and they are older than Wang Yao, but the props and costumes are still leftover from before, and if there is a role in the troupe, they are all equipped with their own outfits, compared with today's scene, it is really chilling.

In their eyes, Wang Yao's 'sugar-coated cannonball' behavior and the last wild words felt like a kind of 'wooing'.

I don't know what 'modern opera' is, but it sounds like a commercial gimmick, the kind that can make a lot of money, just like the 'bikini opera' in the previous two years.

It is estimated that it is a money-making business, which makes many people feel that they can consider it.

After going back, while comforting the old man or the old lady, he studied with other brothers how to follow Wang Yao on the line and try the depth.

It is not excluded that there are some real performing artists who leave the table in anger in order to protect the tradition.

However, in the end, what was left behind must be the old-timers who have excellent professional cultivation and are interested in the concept of improving 'modern opera' proposed by Wang Yao, and invited nearly 130 seniors of opera, and nearly 500 people who dragged their families with them.

In the end, less than fifty people were still sitting in their seats, and the rest were friends from the business world and the entertainment industry.

Wang Yao sent off the people who left the venue, and at the same time, in order not to let the field cool down, he talked to Mao Weitao and He Saifei on the stage.

Mao Weitao has been regarded as the mainstay of the top in the opera circle in recent years, while He Saifei ate hundreds of meals when he was young, and he has a very good relationship with many old-timers.

Seeing that no one was leaving, Wang Yao pulled the topic back again and said to friends other than the opera circle, "Director Zhang, I booked a place, the hairy crabs in Yangcheng Lake are enough, the environment is elegant, it is a big house, you can help me entertain, I will come later." ”

Director Zhang got up and made a reassuring gesture to Wang Yao, and left in an orderly manner with the big stars in the entertainment industry.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet you, and Jingjing will come over too. Mr. Mei smiled and beckoned backstage.

Backstage, muttering about whether Wang Yao was beaten stupidly, everyone withdrew Zheng Jingjing and continued to mutter.

Zheng Jingjing hadn't had time to change the clothes on her body, so she carried her skirt and followed Wang Yao and them off the stage to visit their seniors.

"This is Hu Lao, the master of Teochew Opera, this Aunt Song, the master of Huangmei Opera. Mr. Mei took Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing to introduce them one by one.

"The kid is good, he has the courage and he is more capable. A bald-headed, white-bearded and elegant old man smiled and patted Wang Yao on the shoulder.

"This girl is even more handsome when she looks closer, her voice is so wonderful, Sister Yin has a successor, and Mao Mao has also made a great contribution. The old woman with a loving face and outstanding temperament grabbed Zheng Jingjing's hand.

"Boy, as the saying goes, a bottle is less than half a bottle, you have to come here for the first time, I will test your ability, if you lose, the old man, let you lose money" The thin old man in the old man's shirt with a fierce face glared at Wang Yao.

"Don't listen to this old wild dog's nonsense, child, I fully support the concept of improvement, as long as you stick to it, the inheritance of your ancestors continues, and you innovate and improve in inheritance, then we old people are also happy to see it, we are old, the future is yours, as long as you don't insult the opera, you are all good children." A pot-bellied and kind old man next to him said to Wang Yao.

"Opera has been 'dead' for many years, and the common people are almost no longer remembering, I am looking forward to whether your 'modern opera' can make modern culture and traditional opera coexist in harmony, and let your generation understand the ancestral things. An old woman with gray hair said softly to Wang Yao, "If you need it, come to us." ”

Wang Yao is very grateful to these old-timers, and several of them are unexpectedly left, "Seniors, rest assured, I will do my best, please bear with me if I take the liberty, I can only choose this road at present, and I will not break it." ”

"It's right not to break or stand, but don't be greedy. The bald old man said, "We are admonishing, we don't understand what you have to do, and we don't dare to comment on it, you are right, whether it is traditional opera or modern opera, it is all 'the same', and as long as it can be liked by the people, it is a good thing." ”

"No, this play can't be liked by the people, it must be good for the play itself, so that the people like it, and you can't put the cart before the horse. Another old man said.

"Raise the bar, don't you?" the bald old man raised his eyebrows.

"The two brothers have been arguing all their lives, just rest today, give me a face, let's have a drink. Xu Feng smiled and played a round game, "My apprentice does not understand the rules in doing things, and I am not the first to accompany the master." ”

Wang Yao frowned.

"You've been trying to improve this opera for many years, and we weren't optimistic about you at the beginning, because you didn't have that ability, you couldn't do it. The bald old man smiled, "But you have accepted a good apprentice." ”

Xu Feng patted Wang Yao's head with satisfaction, "Of course, my apprentice is my greatest pride." ”

Wang Yao's heart was hot.

"It's not too early, Xiao Feng took the old money and they went to the place to stay, where to buy it When they are old, they can't afford to stay up with these children. Mr. Mei said at the right time, "Xiao Yao should also go and get busy, don't worry about us." ”

After Wang Yao and Zheng Jingjing saluted, they went up to the second floor from the backstage.

"What is the Yitong Society?" asked Zheng Jingjing in a low voice.

"I'll tell you later. Wang Yao smiled.

Entering the private room on the second floor, except for a few gentlemen, Kong Ping and Mo Ke and others stood in a row obediently, not daring to talk more, Mr. Dongfang was chatting with Mr. Qigong.

"Yo, it's coming up. Mr. Dongfang said with a smile on his dragon head crutches.

Wang Yao respectfully saluted several gentlemen.

"This is Mr. Ji, the first time I have seen him. Mr. Qi Gong smiled.

"Master Ji. Wang Yaogong said.

"The son can be taught, but unlike Yuanbai, who came out, he is domineering. Mr. Ji Xianlin nodded at Wang Yao and smiled.

"Girl, come and take a look. Mr. Wang Shixiang beckoned to Zheng Jingjing, "It's really a national color." ”

"Compared to Kun Sheng, you are more suitable for Xiao Dan. Mr. Wu Zuguang also nodded and said, "Do you want to follow Sister Zhao to learn to comment on dramas?"

"People are learning 'modern opera'. Mr. Wang Shixiang quipped, "Yes, yes." ”

Wang Yao scratched his head, "A few gentlemen smiled. ”

"What do you think?" Mr. Qigong looked at Wang Yao with a smile, "Why doesn't it feel like something you can do?"

Wang Yao pursed his lips, "It was decided temporarily." ”

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Mr. Qi Gong said softly.

"It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen. Wang Yao smiled.

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