Gan Hengxu dipped a bevel pen in light brown, and before the official performance, he needed to put on makeup......

Different from the pretty Hua Dan, Xiaosheng's eyebrows are a little thicker, and the eyebrow peaks are slightly erect, which looks angular.

Drawing eyebrows one by one on top of brown with a gray eyebrow pencil is to give the eyebrows a three-dimensional effect, and he has long been familiar with these things.

His name as a Peking Opera prodigy is not called in vain, he learned opera at the age of six, started at the age of eight, and was able to perform on stage at the age of ten.

At the age of twelve, he signed with his previous agency and officially recorded a Peking Opera record......

If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have come into contact with the entertainment industry, but who knew that this unexpected experience inadvertently opened the door to a new world for him.

Gan Hengxu looked at himself in the mirror, and his thoughts were instantly pulled back to the past.

At a young age, he quickly became popular because of this record, and even opera, a traditional art that was declining, became popular for a while.

It is precisely this incident that made everyone in the opera troupe realize that if they want to make the art of opera have a second spring, the power of new media cannot be ignored.

At that time, Gan Hengxu didn't understand anything, but he remembered that the master touched his head and asked, "Do you want to let opera be liked by more people?" ”

He nodded, he thought, he really wanted to, he wanted to contribute to the opera he liked, so he stepped into the entertainment industry with half a foot, he is still a corner, and he is also an artist......

But Gan Hengxu has never regarded himself as a star, and the reason why he became an artist is only to broaden the road of opera and find a new way for Peking Opera in the new era.

Even if he doesn't find it, if he can become popular in the entertainment industry and rely on the celebrity effect, he can drive the development of opera.

In this generation, one person needs to stand up, and he doesn't want to pin his hopes on others, so he decided to stand up himself......

Gan Hengxu has never regretted his choice, at least, because he stepped into the entertainment industry, he met Putong and made a group of true friends.

He drew his eyeliner and got ready, no matter what, he had to go all out for today's performance, whether it was for himself or for the troupe.

Huailin has many stories to tell about the city, and it is for this reason that the first stop of their tour was chosen here.

looked up at Cheng Binglin, his master was sixty-seven or eighteen years old, with an elegant appearance and a tall and thin figure, and his face was full of bookish style.

"In the future, it will be the world of you young people!"

He patted Gan Hengxu on the shoulder, and at some point, his apprentice was already half a head taller than him!

Gan Hengxu nodded slightly, following the master for so many years, he can understand many things with one look and one action.

Today, let's see how he sings a good show!

……

Pei Qingfeng brought his reading glasses and bored his mobile phone to broadcast live.

He half-squinted his eyes, as if he was wondering how to find the live opera room today......

Although the little old man looks bloated and ordinary, don't underestimate him, this is a visiting professor at Beijing University, a well-known cultural scholar, and a famous historian in China.

His works such as "The Great Yan Empire" and "The Last Imperial Court" have been translated into seven languages and distributed in more than 10 countries, with a cumulative sales of hundreds of millions of copies.

For history and opera culture, he is a leading figure, he may not act, but he will definitely appreciate it......

He knows this theater, as a veteran theater that has been inherited for two or three hundred years, it is definitely quite famous in the circle, and there are many old guys in it, in fact, they all have a good personal relationship with him.

On the one hand, he wanted to have a good time with the drama, and on the other hand, he also wanted to take this opportunity to see how the new generation of this troupe is.

He really didn't understand the debugging after tinkering for a long time, so he angrily called his little granddaughter and let her click into the live broadcast room.

The opera stage has begun, he still delayed a lot of time, it was a little late, Pei Qingfeng secretly said that it was a pity, and hurriedly sat down and continued to look down.

On the stage, a Hua Dan is singing solo, his voice is ethereal and mellow and long, and his congenital conditions are definitely better than most Tsing Yi Kunling.

It can be seen that his basic skills in Peking Opera are very solid, and he is definitely a child, and he must have received a period of quite rigorous training when he was a child.

But well......

Pei Qingfeng sighed, his training was quite strict, but it was a little too superficial and not complete and detailed.

Only pays attention to quantity and does not pay attention to quality, this level of training can only help him lay a good foundation, but it cannot help him improve his opera skills to another level.

To put it bluntly, it's a wild road, and the upper limit is here.

Many opera performers stay in this realm all their lives, and it is easy to get started, but it is difficult to enter the house.

However, this kid is not very old, and he is a rare piece of "jade", and if he has some understanding in the future, he may not be able to become a famous singer.

Cheng Binglin, this old guy, how did he teach his apprentices, it's really ......

Just when he was questioning the strength of the new generation of the troupe, Hua Dan's performance ended, and after a short interlude, a handsome martial artist wore a plain white stubble hat and a plain white satin tight-fitting little red velvet rope and stumbled on the stage.

Pei Qingfeng frowned, this kid, his temperament is too wonderful!

Gan Hengxu bowed to the audience hand in hand, and Xie Mu and others, who were in the audience, immediately got up and called him two hellos first.

Cheer, they are professional!

When the audience quieted down, Gan Hengxu's face was solemn, his eyes were fixed, he raised a cloud hand, and gently stroked the long hair that did not exist under his chin.

"The sky is tearing down tears, and the wind is tearing the rain curtain. The eaves bell is complaining, and the falling wood is cold. ”

The first four sentences of the shaker are anti-yellow, and he sings very sad and tragic.

Even if there is no miserable Jinghu Voice as a match, it almost makes Pei Qingfeng, a veteran drama fan with too rich artistic cells, almost want to cry.

"Changtian~~Weeping~~ eyes, the wind knife tears the rain curtain~~Ahhh......h

sang two sentences along with the rhyme, Gan Hengxu's performance has already won the applause of the audience, even Pu Tong, who was watching from the backstage, didn't expect that this guy would be so handsome in singing!

After singing the first four sentences of the rocker, Gan Hengxu immediately covered his face and wept, and continued to sing an anti-Erhuang in his mouth: "My heart is broken, and I am full of sorrows." Looking back at the Sword Pavilion, he hid his face and wept, and his tears rained like flying. ”

Tradition needs to be inherited, and sometimes, it can be superimposed on some of its own understandings.

Gan Hengxu walked in place and ran a small round field, his left hand threw out the flowing cloud flying sleeve, his right hand was against his forehead, his body dived, twisted into a lazy posture of fluttering immortals.

I saw that his expression was leisurely, his eyes were rolling, and he softly sang an anti-Erhuang guide in his mouth: "I suddenly heard the waiters coming......

Sun Yilin, who was in the crowd, looked up from afar, and unconsciously wet his eyes.

(End of chapter)