This is worth the silver, this is to revive the things that have been eliminated, in modern terms, it is to give the market value of Taiping lyrics again, so that the audience can accept it again, and you can sell it for money in the future. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Art has to develop and progress, and it is impossible for an art to be liked by the audience all the time. In the past, when Mr. Bai Yunpeng of the Bai faction in the Jingyun drum sang the drum, he worked so hard that he could even break the board in his hand and the drum in front of him. It was very popular at the time, but it gradually became less accepted and loved by the audience.

The same is true of Taiping lyrics, fortunately, Fang Wenqi and He Xiangdong picked up this old toy again, so that it was rejuvenated, and this old art came alive again, from this point of view, the two of them have immeasurable merits, they can retune the Taiping lyrics, and Fang Wenqi's strength is definitely at the level of a grandmaster, this is definitely a forgotten generation of grandmasters in the cross talk world.

So art can't be wrong, it's just the artist who is wrong. Even if an art is not accepted by the audience, you artists can change it, and you can change it so that the audience can accept it.

Traditional art should be developed and inherited, and artists are the absolute dominant force, and they can't wait and watch every day, ask the country for help, call for social attention every day, talk about feelings, and talk about ideals, which are all palliatives but not root causes.

Only self-improvement is the only way out for traditional art.

After He Xiangdong finished singing, Guo Yunchong and Ding Jinyang didn't speak for a long time, looking at He Xiangdong's eyes were very complicated, and the two sighed slightly, but they were speechless.

He Xiangdong just smiled indifferently.

Immediately afterwards, Xue Guo also sang a piece of high-school Allegro, Zhuge Liang bet on the treasure, he is the descendant of the high-school Allegro, and the grandson of Mr. Gao Fengshan's pro-apprentice.

Speaking of this Mr. Gao Fengshan, he really needs to be mentioned. As we all know, Mr. Gao Fengshan is the founder of Gaopai Allegro, and Allegro is an art derived from Shulaibao.

The number of treasures is sung by beggars in the past, which belongs to the nature of half begging and half art, and the number of treasures artists sing on one knee, one is to attract the audience to be good friends, and the other is that these beggar artists think that they are not worthy of standing.

Mr. Gao Fengshan lost his parents and brother when he was a child, became an orphan, begged in Beijing for a living, and later apprenticed to learn the number of treasures, and became a number of treasures artist, but he was the first person to stand up and sing the number of treasures.

He has excellent talent, took the initiative to improve the art of counting treasures, and also absorbed some artistic expressions in opera and storytelling, which was very popular with the audience, and also developed the art of allegro on the basis of counting treasures, and is a well-deserved grandmaster.

Mr. Gao Fengshan also learned cross talk, and he began to learn it since he was a child, and he was a cross talk and a number of treasures, and he also made a significant contribution to the later convergence of cross talk and count.

The performance of Hala Station gradually entered a mood, the atmosphere became lively, there were only a few people here, and there was no leader to follow, Xue Guo had just finished singing Allegro, and he had not yet allowed people from Xiangdong's side to play.

The workers of Hala Station took the initiative to start performing, and the people of Inner Mongolia are all good at singing and dancing, although there is no musical instrument accompaniment now, but these people are still very flavorful in singing Mongolian tunes.

He Xiangdong closed his eyes and began to listen to this distant and majestic song, although he couldn't understand it, but he could understand the taste, simple but very tasteful, this is a power that can make people quiet, it is indeed a rare enjoyment.

He listened quietly here, but Ding Jinyang and Guo Yunchong were inexplicably excited, and when the workers of Hala Station had just finished singing, the two of them shouted and rushed up.

Ding Jinyang was still shouting there: "This is our condolence performance, how can we let the staff in the station compare us." ”

Then the two guys who were excited robbed of the work of the singers, and the two of them also began to sing, singing this year's hottest "Meet Ninety-Eight", which Faye Wong and Na Ying sang at this year's Spring Festival Gala.

The atmosphere became hotter and hotter, and after the two finished singing, Xue Guo also rushed up and roared a rock music, "No Place for Shame", but I didn't expect Xue Guo to have a rock heart under his honest appearance.

Halfway through the singing, Ding Jinyang and Guo Yunchong also joined in and sang together loudly, young people in this year have a rebellious rock heart.

Thinking about it, He Xiangdong is a little ashamed, because he doesn't know how to sing at all, he doesn't know how to sing, he has been singing opera and singing since he was a child, and now he has a sense of drama in everything he sings, in order to avoid showing timidity, he never sings.

Ding Jinyang still had to pull him to sing along, He Xiangdong pushed him away with disgust, his face was wrinkled, where would he do this.

The infected workers of the Hala station also stood up and sang and danced together, singing and dancing local Mongolian tunes.

The two groups of people are singing on your side, and we are singing it, making it so lively. Later, a group of people were still holding hands, shouting tunes, lifting their legs, singing and dancing.

Rakshen was excited, and a fire was lit on the open space outside the door, and the remaining leg of mutton was roasted on it, and the mutton made a sizzling sound, and a rich burnt smell wafted out.

A group of people are in the sunset, roaring and screaming around the leg of mutton, the sunset on the prairie is very beautiful, and it is all golden until the end of the day, as if sprinkled with a layer of glow.

The performance is also over at this time, this performance is not formal, maybe in the eyes of the old pedant this is nonsense, but everyone is very happy, everyone is very excited, this excitement can not be experienced in the big station performance.

In the evening, Zhao Xiaoqiang brought out the mare's milk wine on the grassland to entertain the guests, and drank heartily, in fact, the station was on duty at night, but Zhao Xiaoqiang said that he was drinking in the open tonight, and asked the female comrades to help be on duty for one night.

The leadership is really wise.

The men of Inner Mongolia were already good at drinking, but now that it is night, they have no scruples, they have to pour down the guests who come from afar, and not pouring the guests is not enough to show their hospitality.

Xue Guo is also a veteran of the wine field, and Zhao Xiaoqiang and Zhao Xiaoqiang are on top of each other, and the two of them have to pour bowls of mare's milk wine into their stomachs as if they were drinking boiled water, and they are unparalleled in their pride.

Then it didn't take long for the two to lie on the ground.

Ding Jinyang and Guo Yunchong don't have such a good amount of wine, and they are miserable to be poured by these Inner Mongolian men.

He Xiangdong didn't drink a drop of wine, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of his compatriots in Inner Mongolia, so he was stunned and poured a bowl by the neck, and then turned over the river and the sea. (To be continued.) )