Chapter 296: Auntie

Because the two things of sword dance and court dance, the first is not a folk art, only exists in the court and the army, and the second is that from the arrangement to the dance, as well as all kinds of instrumental music, are not the same as those circulating in the market, they need to be newly researched and studied, which is expensive and laborious, and may not be effective. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"There is a court dance, and I have studied the sword dance, but it is too difficult. Mr. Big was stunned, "Why are you interested in this?"

"I studied the current Chinese classical dance, and found that none of them are ancient dances, they are all the products of modern remodeling between opera and dance, and they do not represent the unique dance characteristics of China. Wang Yao said.

"Today's classical dance was invented in the fifties, extracted from the ancient court dances and operas of China, plus the mechanisms of classical dance such as Western ballet. Mr. Qi Gong said, "But now Chinese classical dance has a good status in the world. ”

"I collected a lot of murals in Dunhuang this time, most of them are the dance movements of the ancient court dance prototype, which is really beautiful, and Mo Ke cooperated with me with a sword dance and water sleeves, I think this kind of thing can't be lost. Wang Yao said.

"The idea is good. Mr. Big nodded with you, "If you have time, go to the museum in Qindi and lend the few books left by Yang Guifei for research." ”

"Okay. Wang Yao smiled, "By the way, Mr. Big, can you help me restore the etiquette of the Qing Dynasty?"

"What for?" asked Mr. Big.

"I'll score the movie in the future. Wang Yao said.

"It was all a long time ago, and it gave me a problem. Mr. Big waved his hand and muttered.

After breakfast, Wang Yao rode to Song Qianqian's studio at Sony Records, Song Qianqian's studio cooperated with Pu Min, so he worked in the head office.

At the end of May, Hangzhou was already very hot, Wang Yao's knitted cotton daqi could not be worn anything, and Shen Huixin prepared some gauze and chiffon gowns for him.

Wearing a bicycle robe fluttering in the wind, this return rate is still very high, and when waiting for the red light along the way, many citizens asked Wang Yao where he was filming.

When he arrived at Sony, he contacted Song Qianqian under the strange eyes of the doorman, and the doorman asked for Wang Yao's signature and said that he would definitely be popular, which made Wang Yao cry and laugh.

The company doesn't seem to have too many employees, probably because the record market has been depressed recently, Song Qianqian's office is on the third floor, Wang Yao takes the elevator together and a mother and daughter, both mother and daughter are very beautiful, the mother is full of luxury, the little girl is very handsome, but a little shy, she has been peeking at Wang Yao, and seems to be very interested in Wang Yao's dress.

"You're also an actor in this company?" the young woman asked.

"No, I'm here for a friend. Wang Yao smiled.

"Your conditions are really good, and the Hanfu tastes very good. The young woman nodded in praise.

"Thank you, you're the first one who didn't use my dress as a costume. Wang Yao said with a smile, just as the elevator door opened, Song Qianqian, who was wearing a cool dress, stood at the door to greet him.

Wang Yao walked out of the elevator with a smile, and was about to speak, when he saw Song Qianqian trotting over, Wang Yao thought he was going to have a hug, just opened his arms, and there was a burst of fragrant wind around him, Song Qianqian threw herself into the arms of the beautiful young woman who had just accosted him, and called sweetly, "Auntie~ I miss you to death." ”

Wang Yao touched his nose awkwardly and stepped aside not to disturb their reunion.

"What are you running?" Song Qianqian shouted behind her.

"Oh, the acquaintance he is looking for is you?" the beautiful young woman pinched Song Qianqian's cheek dotingly, and looked at Wang Yao with a smile.

"I'm not afraid to disturb you. Wang Yao smiled.

"This is my junior, Wang Yao, and my boss. Song Qianqian smiled and introduced, "This is my aunt." ”

"Hello auntie. Wang Yao shook hands politely and smiled.

"It's my aunt, not your aunt. Song Qianqian gave him a blank look, "You have to call Aunt Liu." ”

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with calling Auntie. The beautiful young woman smiled ambiguously.

"Fei Fei, remember me? I'm Cousin Qianqian. Song Qianqian smiled at the shy little girl next to her.

"Hello cousin. The little girl's cheeks were slightly red, and she said shyly.

"I just returned to China and felt a little uncomfortable. The beautiful young woman smiled and said, "Don't stand in the way, take us around." ”

This beautiful young woman's name is Liu Xiaoli, Song Qianqian's aunt, a famous dancer in the country, and later divorced her husband a few years ago and took her daughter to live abroad.

The little girl, named Liu Yifei, is 16 years old this year.

The mother and daughter returned to China to pick up an advertisement from a friend, and they happened to hear that Song Qianqian was working at Sony Records, so they came over to take a look, and it seemed that they wanted their daughter to develop in the entertainment industry.

Liu Yifei's appearance is not as delicate as her mother, but she has a little more naivety, because of her shy personality, she has a sense of alienation or coldness, but although her temperament is a little 'silly' in Wang Yao's eyes, she is really a beauty embryo.

"Working with Director Feng Xiaogang at such a young age? It's really terrifying, and it's really not an ordinary person at first glance. After listening to Song Qianqian's introduction to Wang Yao, Liu Xiaoli's beautiful eyes flashed with a different smile and a different smile.

"It's terrible, it's terrifying. Song Qianqianjiao smiled, "His main business is not an actor, but a big actor in opera." ”

"Oh?" Liu Xiaoli's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, "It turns out that the children of Liyuan Xing, dare to ask what school the teacher is?"

"Family teacher Xu Feng, the successor of the Xu faction of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Yue opera, and his uncle Xu Yulan. Wang Yao replied.

"Hey, after the famous family, no wonder, then you should be very familiar with Mao Weitao?" asked Liu Xiaoli.

"Well, that's my senior sister. Wang Yao nodded and smiled, "Do you know?"

"Well, I used to be in an art troupe. Liu Xiaoli smiled: "I didn't expect it to be so fateful." ”

"It's quite fateful. Wang Yao smiled and glanced at Song Qianqian, who pretended not to see it.

"You are also an insider, how about you help me take a look at my daughter?" asked Liu Xiaoli with a smile.

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be. Wang Yao said modestly, "I'm just a trickster, but the daughter has an outstanding appearance and a good temperament, at least in terms of image, it is very beautiful I have seen." ”

"More beautiful than Jingjing?" Song Qianqian asked with a smile on her face.

The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched, and he reached out to push her face away.

"Then pick up your auspicious words, look at the relationship between you and our Qianqian, Auntie will have a relationship, just return to China and need to take care of it, leave a contact information?" Liu Xiaoli said with a smile and handed over the business card.

Wang Yao raised his eyebrows, thinking that this beautiful young woman was frank, and her way of communicating was also a little interesting, although it seemed that she was climbing a relationship, but she put herself in a very high position, but she should be a woman with wrists.

"Of course you can, Auntie is Qianqian's friend, if there is something that needs help, it is naturally incumbent. Wang Yao took the business card and said with a smile, "But I don't have a business card, why don't you remember the phone number?"

"No, I'll just send it to you. Song Qianqian said with a smile.

Wang Yao glared at her subtlely.

"Fei Fei, perform a dance for my brother and let the professionals judge and judge. Liu Xiaoli turned her head and said to Liu Yifei.

Liu Yifei blinked, her cheeks slightly red, "Here?"

"Anytime, anywhere. Liu Xiaoli said.

Liu Yifei glanced at Wang Yao, lowered his head and took off his coat, walked to the open space, and began to pose.

I just talked to Mr. Big this morning about classical dance, and I saw that she inherited her mother's beauty and artistic cells, Liu Yifei also studied classical dance since she was a child, and learned ballet after going abroad, but knowing that being a dancer is hard, Liu Xiaoli did not train her daughter to be a professional dancer, and paid more attention to the cultivation of quality and temperament, so Liu Yifei's dance level is in Wang Yao's eyes.

Well, very amateurish.

But it's better to be pleasing to the eye.

Dancing without accompaniment for more than ten minutes was also a test for Liu Yifei, her little face was flushed, and fine sweat oozed from the corners of her forehead, especially Liu Xiaoli's face became more and more solemn.

Wang Yao looked embarrassed, caught a glimpse of a guqin next to him, and walked over to pluck the strings.

The melodious and low voice of the guqin sounded, which attracted the attention of Song Qianqian and others, and Liu Yifei, who was dancing, stiffened his movements, looking at Wang Yao, who plucked the strings with his hands, and was amazed.

Wang Yao is wearing a gauze robe, with ten slender fingers, clean nails and a pale pink halo, and the edges and corners are not distinct but look extremely soft facial lines and delicate facial features, as if he is a stunning man who strokes the qin in ancient paintings.

In particular, the melodious sound of the piano brings this atmosphere to another artistic conception.

Liu Xiaoli came back to her senses and called Liu Yifei, who was looking at Wang Yao in a daze.

Liu Yifei's little face became more and more flushed, and she looked at her mother embarrassedly.

"Dance to the sound of the piano. Song Qianqian reminded.

Liu Yifei didn't dare to look at Wang Yao anymore, and began to find syllables to enter the dance, and after having the accompaniment, she found that she danced much more smoothly, and her movements were more fluid.

Vocal music has a guiding effect on the human body, this piece is called "Chu Yun", Mo Ke once performed for him and used it for choreography, it was the score that Wang Yao was looking for at that time, but I didn't expect Liu Yifei to dance this song.

Seeing that Liu Yifei will definitely be scolded if she can't dance well, Wang Yao understands compassion, after all, Wang Yao sympathizes with this little girl even more for her own mother who lets her daughter perform her talent if she doesn't agree with her, and she has to be scolded for her awkward dance.

Out of kindness, Wang Yao helped her, and more importantly, Wang Yao felt that Liu Xiaoli was very interesting.

The afterglow of the piano sound drifted away, Wang Yao smoothed the strings, Liu Yifei sat on the floor with a flushed face, panting heavily, his flat chest rising and falling, and his originally shy eyes were full of excitement at this time.