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Not to mention the popularity of Shangjing - Huo Du and Shangjing, the two most recognized mainstream operas are Northern Opera and Southern Opera, and among them, Huo Du prefers Southern Opera, Shangjing recognizes Northern Opera even more, and others, even if they are popular, they are short-lived, and they will not be circulated and recognized after all.

However, Shang Xiu'er has learned and sung for so long, and she knows that many dramas may have good books and good singing voices, but with her current vision, it is indeed too limited, and it is a pity that it has disappeared, but it is not enough to say that it is popular.

Hu Dad's team originally sang and played a role, and the duet in it was very interesting, but in the end, the whole class changed the southern accent, otherwise everyone would not have enough to eat, and I don't know how many such troupes there are.

Xiao Liuye looked at her stunned and shook his head, but he never expected a woman like her to understand what he wanted to do and what he wanted to do.

He put his hand on the railing, looked out, and said: "I came to Huodu more than seven years ago, and decided to settle here, because it is prosperous and lively, the climate is suitable, and more than half of the reason is because the troupes of various places recognize Huodu as a place, and before going to Beijing, I want to come here to make a name for myself." I took you to Zhiya Water Pavilion to watch more than ten big plays, but before you came to Xiao Yuan, I spent more than three years listening to all the dramas in the world. ”

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, Shang Xiu'er couldn't help but look at him and nodded, if this is said by others, I am afraid that there are still three points that cannot be trusted, but if Xiao Liuye says it, then it must be true.

Xiao Liuye looked at the Songyang River in the distance, which had already made big waves, and said to himself: "During the Longqing period, the northern opera and the southern dialect were formed one after another, and they were only formed at that time, but they were not popular all over the world, and the rebellion of the four kings occurred. ”

Shang Xiu'er looked at Xiao Liuye with a little surprise, but she didn't expect that her thoughts at the last moment were slightly in line with him, this person who is in charge of the music department, the first teacher in the world, is it also a pity for these small dramas?

Xiao Liuye said: "The disappearance of these dramas, although it is because of its own limitations, is also due to a large part of the rejection of northern opera and southern dialect, otherwise with the current prosperity, even if it is not a hundred flowers blooming, it will not still be impossible to open the situation." Naturally, survival of the fittest, there are many good books and good corners in the two big dramas, the words are elegant, and the words are catchy, and they have won the respect of literati and scholars, powerful officials and eunuchs, and it is not surprising that they can each share half of the country. But everything has a reason that prosperity must decline, these two major dramas have been prosperous for more than ten years, what should we do next? ”

Shang Xiu'er didn't know how to answer, if she still had regrets for those small opera troupes that were not in a boom before, then now that Xiao Liuye is right, she can't understand it anymore, she hasn't reached the peak of the southern dialect yet! Why is it that in Xiao Liuye's mouth, even such a big drama seems to be in crisis?

She was a little embarrassed, and wanted to say, "No", but inexplicably believed Xiao Liuye's words again.

Xiao Liuye, who was standing in that position and at that height, if he said so, he would definitely not be open-mouthed.

Xiao Liuye turned to face Shang Xiu'er and said, "As the head of the music department, I am subordinate to the servants of the world and to the Son of Heaven, but it is not what I should do to resolve disputes, balance the drama genre, make friends with officials, and sing praises of virtue." I, when the new music is new, the next to the colleagues of the music department, dare to have the guidance of seeking innovation and change, and the upper to the Son of Heaven, there are treasures of the collection of texts, the essence of the song is the quintessence of the world! ”

Shang Xiu'er looked at Xiao Liuye's eyes with a dazzling look, her expression was resolute, and she was clearly so confident and proud! The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and then he said word for word: "Gaotai education, according to the Quartet, I created this drama, which can be called a Ming drama!" ”

These sixteen words were like thunder in the ears, and like a heavy hammer, they smashed on Shang Xue's heart!

Today, Shang Xuesleeve truly understands why Xiao Liu is respected as "the first teacher in the world"!

It's not because he once made Sai Guanyin popular with several big dramas, not because he is good at teaching people, and not because he can invite all kinds of capable people, but because of himself.

Shang Xiu'er knew how difficult it was.

Just like when she was still listed in the Peony Society, she often went out to watch other people's drama and stealing masters, and some famous characters were mentioned by the world, and they wanted to call it "color and art", which shows that no matter how superb the skills are, people will always see "color" first.

Xiao Liuye is the same, the nobles of the Hou Mansion, this is the first thing people will always see, even if he is recognized by many people, there are still some people who want to say that he is actually stained with the light of status.

But how biased is such a statement!

Shang Xiu'er realized that when the servants, including herself, were still thinking about how to act and sing this play, Xiao Liuye had already focused on the inheritance of the overall song.

Ming Opera - the quintessence of the world!

Thinking of this, her chest seemed to be filled with a hot thing, maybe it was a kind of spontaneous pride, and then she heard herself say very eagerly: "Sixth Master, what do you need me to do?" I'm not afraid of going up the knife mountain and going down the sea of fire! ”

After speaking, Shang Xiu'er blushed, and she didn't know why she said such stupid things.

Xiao Liuye smiled lightly, with tenderness and recognition in his eyes, and said, "Where do you need to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire?" Although the period of nearly two years is short, I am sure that the foundation laid for you is solid enough - you say that you are about to forget the southern dialect, because the foundation I gave you has never been the foundation of a kind of drama in the southern dialect. ”

He turned around and looked at the pouring rain outside, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Ming Opera, someone wants to sing it, to push it all over the big cities and towns of the Dinglian Dynasty, and you are that person." ”

Shang Xiu'er was stunned for a moment, her mood was like boiling water, churning warmly, her heart was like the drum beat of a rushing wind, beating violently and quickly, almost jumping out!

But she also had so many questions she wanted to ask.

Historically, the old students have picked the most classes, why is it a horn to take on this important task? There are so many famous actors, why did you choose her?

Without having to speak, she seemed to know the answer.

With the four dramas, Xiao Liuye, who made Sai Guanyin popular even at the beginning of the troubled times, for the ideal in his heart, maybe it actually started six years ago, but the plan must have been earlier. Xiao Liuye is completely sure of the realization of this ideal, because he does have such talent.

If it can be successful, the people who initially participated in it can be called the grandmaster of the national drama, and such an honor should have belonged to Sai Guanyin.

But it was ruined by that tragedy.

Later, I couldn't tell whether it was a blessing or a curse, and it was difficult to argue whether it was opportunity or fate, which finally fell to her.

A gust of wind blew in with the rain, Shang Xiu'er brushed the slightly wet hair on the sideburns, and said softly and firmly: "Okay." ”