Whether today's actors are of high level or not, Bai Meng can't hear it, anyway, he listens to the excitement. He prefers the old students' Xipi flowing water, as well as some very powerful fast beat singing boards from Wusheng, and he can't say the specific name of the song. And the long procrastination of singing, but he can't catch the white meng feeling, and he can't hear it well.

He noticed that there were very few young people in the hall who came to listen to Peking Opera, which represented the national Peking Opera troupe of almost the highest level, and the audience for a performance should be full, which was really embarrassing. However, this is also a helpless thing, as a traditional art situation, how to keep pace with the times while retaining its own characteristics is a very difficult thing.

Peking Opera is also different from cross talk, which as a language art can add fashionable jokes, while Peking Opera obviously cannot add these things to the full singing. Cross talk can angrily scold the current young people for falling in love, but if the role-playing Peking Opera also sings these things, it will be much more obscure and difficult, and it will be more understandable.

However, listening to Peking Opera and appreciating it is not the main purpose of Bai Meng's visit. He came to steal learning, and he used his own spiritual injection to directly copy the skills of these famous masters in singing Peking Opera, so as to prepare for tomorrow's career.

You must know that Zhao Luangang's lover Xu Danqing is a contemporary Peking Opera master, and their deceased son also likes Peking Opera, but he entered politics at the request of Zhao Luangang. Later, he was framed and died early, so the relationship between the two almost broke down, which made Zhao Luangang feel extremely guilty about Xu Danqing.

To this day, there are still two things about Zhao Luangang and Xu Danqing in Ducheng. The first thing is that when Xu Dan was young, his stage name was extremely successful, and he was very particular about singing, he didn't sing when people with hateful faces were present, some people didn't sing when they spoke, no matter who it was, some people didn't focus, and they just left the table. At the beginning, Zhao Luangang made a phone call when he was listening to the class schedule and singing, and then Xu Danqing stopped and looked at him directly.

Later, how the two fell in love and got married has always been a strange thing that the people of Ducheng have been speculating about.

The second thing is that after the accident of Zhao Luangang and Xu Danqing's only son, Zhao Luangang, who was forbearant by nature, did not say a word, Xu Danqing was heartbroken, and angry that her husband did not avenge his son, but moved to the Jiajia Temple, listening to the morning bell and dusk drum to cultivate self-cultivation.

After more than a year after this incident, Xu Danqing got Buddhism and lightened some of the pain of losing his son, but perhaps because his son did not have the desire to finish singing and died on the way to climb in his career, Xu Danqing has always looked at young people who are talented in singing Peking Opera and gave him a lot of help.

Bai Meng took a fancy to this, he wanted to disguise himself as a young man who has a great love for Peking Opera and has excellent talent, so as to get close to Xu Danqing, and when the time comes, blow the wind on the pillow to see if it can have a good effect.

Shaking his head and listening to the singing that can be ranked in the forefront of the world, Bai Meng sat in the first row, in fact, he had already been injected with a first-order spiritual injection. Because although these people have a high level of art, they are only ordinary people, and their spiritual power is not as high as that of Guo Pojun, who is a martial arts master, and they only need first-order spiritual injections to absorb their brainwaves and learn their skills.

Like other attentive audiences, Bai Meng looked down on the performances of Lao Sheng and Tsing Yi, and learned their singing movements completely. In just a few minutes, the ten years of hard work of these artists were plagiarized by Bai Meng.

Learning from old students, Bai Meng prefers this kind of singing, Tsing Yi, but he wants to pursue a contrast in singing.

After returning home, Bai Meng tried to sing. His voice is okay, he has got the correct vocal method, although he can't sing the super high difficulty of high octaves and low octaves like those everyone, but with experience and their rich skills on stage, he can also sing six or seven points.

It's this taste, with his age, it's also commendable, after all, without more than ten years of hard work, and day after day of painstaking study, it's really difficult to appreciate the subtle changes. Maybe it's just a procrastination, an actor has to think about it for several months to figure it out, and it takes hundreds of performances to really train it to perfection.

The effect of going on stage and practicing by yourself is different, with the interaction of the audience and their feedback, you can really verify whether you are singing and acting, which is also the reason why old actors are always better than new actors.

Those actors who have more opportunities to go on stage have become oilers, even if their skills are not very good, they can learn to deceive people. In fact, Bai Meng is not a Mongolian person if he wants to sing now, Xu Danqing is a master of Peking Opera, if he wants him to think that he is level, Bai Meng must have super high potential, but he can't sing directly from the things stolen from the brains of those masters, a person will have a person's style, experience and skill talent conditions, creating one actor after another, their different singing voices and singing skills, so that there are many changes in appreciating different people's performances.

Bai Meng not only has to show his talent potential, but also can't expose his cheating methods of stealing teachers, so he can only sit in front of the computer and try it over and over again, look at the plots of those singing books, experience the storylines in the singing, integrate these things into his mind, figure out the psychology of the characters, and then compare the words he is singing now and listen to the songs, and then sing them, and then compare them with the person who originally stole the teacher, and mix them with his own understanding to convey some different experiences.

This is really a little difficult for him to come into contact with Peking Opera for the first time, and after thinking about it for nearly half a night, he thought of simply breaking up all those techniques, rearranging and combining those singing words and singing segments by himself, reinterpreting the masters, and combining the singing voices and advantages of other schools.

At this point, he breathed a sigh of relief, and finally gave this matter some way. This method is similar to the method used in Bai Qi's dancing, and it is also a combination of multiple techniques to achieve re-creation, which is a very ingenious method, but it also needs to be based on a very high level of understanding to create.

Bai Qi can't understand art, and she can't experience any emotions, but she can have enough time and rich computing resources to make trial and error and deduction again and again; And Bai Meng is not a computer, and he also creates success because his mind is full of master-level understanding of opera, even if it can't be synthesized to the fact that every sentence is different, but the different paths are the same, and after reaching a height, it is easy to see what.

It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. is probably such a realm, singing his own unique taste, Bai Meng can finally rest. He didn't dare to practice anymore, if he practiced any longer, he would hurt his throat, and he wouldn't be able to sing tomorrow, which would be a big loss.

With a pair of ointments that can rest the already tired throat, after taking it, Bai Meng washed up and climbed into bed to rest.

It's winter, and it's getting late every day. However, although the sky was not bright, Bai Meng still woke up on time at five o'clock, dressed neatly and exercised in the morning.

Running ten kilometers, then playing a set of boxing, and today a new project was added to practice the voice, after doing these it was already seven o'clock, and after simply eating some things, he returned to the Daxia laboratory.

The task of having people raise an orchid yesterday has now been completed. This is a small transformation, does not change the characteristics of the plant, just change some appearance, only need to pay attention to control the growth environment when cultivating, and the orchid Tingting Yuli is like an ancient lady, dressed gorgeously in front of his eyes.

"That's good!"

Bai Meng couldn't help but praise it, it seems that these researchers still have some artistic aesthetics, and they won't raise a Godzilla for him because of the pursuit of KitKat.

He praised the employee greatly, promised to give a good bonus at the end of the month, and there were new interns, so that he could select the talents he liked first.

Thinking of this, Bai Meng suddenly wanted to create a rank and reward system in the Great Xia Laboratory. The number of people in Daxia is not too large now, it is enough to have Bai Qi to assign and release tasks, and the rewards and punishments are definitely clear, Bai Meng will not interfere in this matter at all, and except for Bai Meng, no one can affect Bai Qi's judgment. Her current processing power is enough to keep all the projects in the entire Daxia Lab running at a very high level, but for the researchers, they don't know how much credit they have for their work.

In other words, while fair, it is not fair enough.

Thinking of this, Bai Meng returned to his office and asked Bai Qi: "The merit list you set for the Great Xia Laboratory, can you make a list that everyone can understand and publish for everyone to know?" ”

"Yes, do you want to take a look?"

After pondering for a while, Bai Qi output a result, which filled the entire screen at once.

This is a very complex table, which lists a very complex and huge formula for the difficulty, complexity, future benefits of the project, the degree of completion, the time, the difficulty of the follow-up experiments of the whole experiment, the amount of money involved, and the materials used.

Bai Meng dizzed after looking at it for a while, and there was an example of Bai Qi's statistics later, after only reading two or three lines, Bai Meng was dazzled by the meticulousness and nuances of her records.

"Can anyone read such a thing when it is published?" Bai Meng shook his head helplessly, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Bai Qi asked strangely: "Anyone can understand this thing, most of the people here are better at math than you." ”

"It's not a matter of how good or bad the math is!"

Being despised by a computer, Bai Meng couldn't help but raise his voice by a point, and Bai Qi couldn't understand his intentions, and he was stupid again at this time, and he really felt a little helpless. (To be continued.) )