Wang Xiangsui and Yang Ying had a fight, and when they asked about their intentions, they learned that Yongliang wrote a song for Yan Zhiying. Wang Xiangsui inevitably praised Yan Zhiying a few more words, and because he had something to do, he hurriedly said goodbye to Yang Jian.

Seeing that they were gone, Yang Ying said to Yongliang: "Yongliang, thank you." Xiaoying loves singing and dancing since she was a child, and her father and I have trained her in this area, and now that I have such an opportunity, let her sing, and forget one of our wishes over the years. ”

"Okay. Aunt Ying, since you say so, then sing it. However, I still insist on my opinion, if she is famous, she has to be allowed to concentrate on learning, don't hang on to make money or something, and her development after laying a bad foundation will be limited. Yongliang said.

"Yes, I think Yongliang's statement is too right. You have to lay a good foundation, otherwise it will be too floating and no good. Yan Wei agreed with Yongliang's statement.

"Okay, let her go to the middle school attached to the Central Conservatory of Music, and let her grandmother accompany her. Yang Ying agreed.

Yan Zhiying saw that his singing was decided, and said happily: "Brother Yongliang, thank you." ”

"Work hard! If you study well, I'll prepare a song for you every year. Yongliang said to her.

"Brother Yongliang, don't worry, I know what you're worried about, I must be humble and cautious, and study hard. Yan Zhiying said.

"Well, that's it. Yongliang, let's go, I'll go with you to visit Mr. Fang. Yan Wei said.

"Good. ”

Yongliang said goodbye to Yang Ying and Yan Zhiying, followed Yan Wei downstairs to the TV station's work car, and soon arrived at the Provincial Peking Opera Troupe and found Mr. Fang Rongxiang's office.

Mr. Fang is a representative figure of Qiu School art, and the movies "Surprise Attack on the White Tiger Regiment" and "Snow Drift" starring him are popular all over the country. What is even more popular is his morality, filial piety to the teacher, and responsibility to the audience. During a performance, he fell ill backstage, and the audience asked him to go to the hospital quickly, but he told his colleagues: "You are not allowed to return to the play, continue the performance." Later, after his death, an old leader personally wrote an inscription: Art is fine and virtuous, and the pear garden is fragrant.

Yongliang was a fan of Mr. Fang in his previous life, and like most people, he believed that Mr. Fang had carried forward the art of the Qiu School and gave the characters more emotional shaping. But it is precisely this point that some people attacked him, saying that he had taken the path of the Qiu faction crookedly, and even attacked him for spitting words and returning rhymes. Yongliang believes that this is pure nonsense, and that an artist, especially Peking Opera, an art that focuses on inheritance, must first inherit and then innovate, so that it can be passed down from generation to generation, so that the art of Peking Opera can flourish forever. Otherwise, if there is only inheritance and no innovation, it will be impossible for this art to maintain its vigorous vitality.

Yongliang met his idol with reverence and excitement.

Mr. Fang wore a hat with a brimming on his head, and his face was full of smiles, just like an old man next door, and he didn't have the frame of an old artist.

He let Yan Wei and Yongliang into the door, enthusiastically poured water for the two, and asked Yan Wei: "Director Yan, is there anything wrong?"

"Mr. Fang, there is a song that is sung in the tune of Peking Opera, we plan to hold a gala party during the Lantern Festival, please take a look, please give more valuable comments. Yan Wei handed Mr. Fang the score of "I am Chinese".

"Oh? Mr. Fang took the score, looked at it carefully, and after a while, he began to hum with a beat.

"Well, good! Great! This form is too novel, it is a contribution to Peking Opera, and it is also a contribution to music!" Mr. Fang gave a high evaluation after reading it, and then asked: "Who is this Liang Suiyinghong? Not from our province? It's so talented, it's a genius!"

Yan Wei pointed at Yongliang and said, "Mr. Fang, Liang Suiyinghong is him, and now he is the honorary deputy art director of our station." ”

Yongliang hurriedly stood up, and Mr. Fang bowed: "Mr. Fang, kid Wang Yongliang, I don't deserve such praise from you." Liang Suiyinghong is my stage name to hide my real name. ”

"Oh, that's you. Young man, talented, low-key, good, good. Mr. Fang hurriedly stood up and shook hands with Yongliang again.

"Mr. Fang, this song was written by Yongliang and supervised by him. I still have something to do in Taiwan, do you see?" Although Yan Wei is the director, he doesn't dare to be presumptuous like Mr. Fang Yuan.

"You can go as busy, don't worry, we will definitely listen to Director Liang's command. "Mr. Fang is very polite.

After Yan Wei left, Yongliang said to Mr. Fang: "Mr. Fang, can you treat this song like this?" I want you, Teacher Song, Teacher Xue and Teacher Fan to perform together, and the accompaniment is mainly based on our Peking Opera Band, and it should be accompanied by a symphony, just like modern Peking Opera. ”

Teacher Song, Teacher Xue and Teacher Lan in Yongliang's mouth are Song Yuqing, Xue Yaping, and Fan Lingxia respectively, and these three people are also well-known in the pear orchard world.

"Okay. Just do as you say. Let's go to the rehearsal hall, I'll call someone up and go through it roughly. Fang Rongxiang said and stood up and walked towards the rehearsal hall with Yongliang.

When Yan Wei left, he left an assistant for Yongliang, a young man named Hang Min, who was very clever, and when he saw Yongliang and Mr. Fang coming out of the office, he quickly took some information and followed closely.

It didn't take much effort for Yongliang to meet the three artists of Song, Xue, and Fan, and Peking Opera actors are generally very low-key and very modest, without the superficiality of those stars in their previous lives. Yongliang was excited to meet the artists he had loved for a long time.

Listening to Mr. Fang talk about Yongliang's identity and intention, the three of them were also very interested, and they also recognized the art form of Jingge.

During the rehearsal, the four artists did exactly what Yongliang asked, no matter the facial expressions, singing emotions, positioning, or costumes, as long as Yongliang put it forward, they were all unambiguous, and Yongliang was not disrespectful.

Without further ado, after practicing for a whole day, in Yongliang's opinion, it is basically okay, and with symphony and choreography, it will be live. The biggest headache for Yongliang is the clothing.

Yongliang feels that Peking Opera actors are very temperamental in their small training, but the current costumes are either Zhongshan suits or Lenin suits, which just conceals their heroic spirit. If the two ladies wear cheongsam, have a figure, and have a temperament, the lens will be specific again, and it will definitely be beautiful. Men wear tight-fitting clothing without buttons and pockets, which can better reflect their heroic temperament. But can you wear this kind of costume? Can you go on stage? Will it be accused of being a fancy dress?

Yongliang was in trouble for a while.

Yongliang said his idea, and several artists agreed very much, but when they thought of the current atmosphere of public opinion, they were all silent.

Yongliang said: "The purpose of our show is to show the inner quality and external image of Chinese, reflecting the pride of being a Chinese. ”

Mr. Fang thought for a while and said, "Director Liang, you draw your thoughts, and I'll go to the leaders of the Department of Cultural Affairs." This is a good thing, not only an artistic issue, but also a political issue, showing a bad external image of the Chinese, is our mistake. ”

Hearing Mr. Fang say this, Yongliang admires it from the bottom of his heart, this is the highest performance of artistic virtue.

Yongliang hurriedly drew the cheongsam and the casual suit in his previous life, and Mr. Fang didn't say a word, picked up Yongliang's painting and left.

Wait for the news, that's it. Yongliang saw that there was nothing wrong, so he took his leave and left.

……

Back at the Broadcasting Building, Yongliang came to the rehearsal hall, found Yan Wei, and asked about inviting Zheng Lan.

Yan Wei said: "I have contacted Zheng Lan through the upper leadership, she is originally from Lu Province, and she is very willing to come to her hometown to perform, and the leaders of the song and dance troupe are also very willing to promote this matter, so you don't have to worry, it is estimated that you will be able to go to Shuibei the day after tomorrow." ”

"Great. Yongliang said happily. It seems that the cultural leaders of Lu Province still attach great importance to this party, and he can finally meet his idol in his previous life.

After a busy day, Yongliang also felt a little tired, so he said goodbye to Yan Wei, went to a dumpling restaurant not far from the building with Hang Min, ordered two dishes, drank some wine, and then went back to his room to rest, practiced for a while, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Yongliang went downstairs to exercise for half an hour, returned to the room to take a shower, changed clothes, and heard someone knock on the door, Yongliang thought it was Hang Min coming, opened the door to see, but it was Wang Xiangsui and three strange men standing outside the door, not surprisingly, she was still carrying a breakfast in her hand.

My aunt really cares about herself. Yongliang sighed in his heart, and hurriedly let everyone into the room.

Wang Xiangsui first introduced the three of them: "Liang Er, this secretary Wang of our railway bureau, he is in charge of the work of the trade union, this is Jiang Yi, this is Jiang Tao, they are all singers and actors in our railway system. ”

Then he introduced Yongliang: "This is Liang Suiyinghong, deputy director of provincial and Taiwan arts." ”

Yongliang hurriedly shook hands with the three of them and took the opportunity to take a closer look at Jiang Tao. Although the young man in front of him is immature and immature, and there is a big gap between him and the mature Jiang Tao in his previous life, Yongliang still sees that he is the Jiang Tao in his previous life, he can't be wrong, his height, eyebrows, eyes, temperament, he is really handsome.

"You three please sit down first, and let me finish my meal first, okay. Yongliang said quietly. Joke, I'm now the deputy director, so I have to take a little shelf.

Although the three of them were surprised by the young nature of Director Liang, and were also curious about how strange his name was, the status of the people was there, and they had learned from others, although it was a little rude for Yongliang to ask for dinner first, but at this time they could only hurriedly agree.

Wang Xiangsui put the breakfast on the table, took out chopsticks for Yongliang, handed them to Yongliang, and said in his mouth: "Eat quickly, it will be cold in a while." "Look at it like that, I can't wait to feed him.