Chapter 26 The final glory
The program continues to play.
When nine singers started to compete on stage, Liang Kuo immediately turned his attention to the TV screen.
"After a week of preparation, with the efforts of nine powerful singers and their creative team, they finally completed their propositional songs."
"The First Singer finally ushered in the first real competitive stage."
"The first one to appear is singer Ruan Lingyu!"
"On the first stage last week, she brought a song "Red High Heels". As soon as the song came out, she was amazed and loved by all the judges and the audience!"
"This week, she will bring another first song based on the theme task - "Chiling"!"
With Dong Xuetao's introduction.
The entire audience suddenly became hot, and countless people shouted Ruan Lingyu's name.
And in front of the screen, Liang Kuo and millions of viewers were also excited.
Many people were surprised that Ruan Lingyu was the first to appear!
What follows is excitement and expectation.
After all, just now, the appearance of "Red High Heels" can be said to have brought unexpected surprises to many people.
Last week, Ruan Lingyu chose the proposition of opera elements, which surprised many people. Although many people were very interested, their expectation was not that strong.
"Acts have been in decline for so many years, what other tricks can they play? Young Ruan Ruan is still too willful."
Liang Kuo also agreed with this statement when he looked at the text message sent by his colleague.
Even though he likes Ruan Lingyu very much, Liang Kuo is determined in his heart and is not even interested in opera.
That is Ruan Lingyu.
Otherwise he would have changed the channel long ago.
This reflects the director's shrewdness. Putting Ruan Lingyu in the first appearance is obviously a transitional use.
At this moment, amid the cheers of the audience.
Ruan Lingyu, wearing a white casual outfit, stepped into the center of the stage step by step.
At the same time, holographic laser projection technology has also begun to be quickly displayed on the spot.
An actor wearing pink costume appeared in front of everyone.
Her cheeks were pink and tender, and she posted two strands of posts. Her blue clothes covered her ears and her hair was delicate. Her hair curtains swayed slightly in every move.
Liang Kuo looked carefully.
I was surprised to find that the frown and smile seemed to be somewhat similar to Ruan Lingyu.
When the actor looked at Ruan Lingyu, Liang Kuo looked at their side faces and suddenly felt a palpitations, as if something big was about to happen.
All the audience in front of the TV were attracted almost in an instant.
When the music begins.
The actor dances.
Ruan Lingyu's singing also started.
"A play is broken, the water sleeves rise and fall
Sing joys and sorrows, no matter me
Fans open and close, gongs and drums ring silently
Who says that love outsiders in the play…”
Just a prelude made Liang Kuo completely messed up.
This song...
Liang Kuo was confused for a while and suddenly changed his posture.
When he listened to the song again, he felt extremely satisfied.
"At first, I always feel uncomfortable. After I kneel down, I feel much more comfortable."
Liang Kuo stared at the dancing actor on the TV screen without turning around.
I just feel that she reveals perseverance in her tenderness, and her body is full of meaning of "Women are not as good as men".
But when the singing begins to change suddenly—
The pink costume on the actor seemed to have been poured backwards.
It turned blood red in an instant.
"It is a habit to incorporate joy, anger, sorrow and happiness into the pink and ink
So what if you sing the lyrics?
Both white bones and blue gray are me..."
Liang Kuo instantly felt goosebumps all over his body.
At that moment, a picture seemed to appear in front of me.
In the heavy rain, on the empty ground, an old man was sitting on the bench holding an umbrella, looking at the singer on the stage in front of him.
He was the only one in the heavy rain.
The people on the stage sang seriously.
The people in the audience listened seriously.
Liang Kuo was stunned.
Suddenly I felt very moved.
And I felt ashamed of some bad ideas about the decline of opera at the beginning.
So I picked up my phone and edited a rebuttal text message to my colleague:
"Drama is the national treasure of our country, and we should not belittle such national treasures."
"Thank you to those who have studied opera all their lives, and thank you to those who have worked hard to pass on the national treasures!"
...
At this time, the song "Chiling Ling" was played in front of audiences all over the country. Countless people heard this song, and while they were shocked, they also had new ideas about opera.
Tonight, Mei Changchun immediately summoned his fellow disciples and their disciples.
Everyone sat in the drama class, turned on an oversized TV, and watched "The First Singer" played by Xiangnan Satellite TV.
When "Cheng Ling" began to sing.
The disciples who were talking and laughing in the entire troupe suddenly showed serious application.
"Let me listen carefully."
Mei Changchun sighed in a low voice: "This may be the last glory of opera in this world."
The disciples in the audience were all stunned.
They listened to the songs that Ruan Lingyu sang intently.
"People from the audience walked by
No old colors
People on stage sing
Heartbreaking farewell song—”
The gentle and sad singing style made all the disciples of the opera troupe feel numb in a moment.
A feeling of empathy is slowly growing.
After a while, some people's eyes turned red.
Mei Changchun's senior sister witnessed this scene and suddenly became tranced.
In an instant, my eyes turned red and I lowered my head to wipe my tears.
Seeing this, Mei Changchun murmured in a low voice: "As opera is a national treasure, not only an art, but also an education. Our repertoire is a success, king and defeat, and the fight against others, being loyal to the king and patriotism. We should also let our next generation appreciate them, carefully understand these operas, and learn the principles of being a human being. In this way, it will not be in vain that a descendant of Yan and Huang will come to this world for a while..."
"Changchun."
The senior sister shook her head and said, "The historical trend is unstoppable. No matter how brilliant the opera was, it has been buried by the Taotao world now. Don't waste your energy. People now like to listen to music from the Western world."
"Since the senior sister's wishes, has our ancient Chinese soul been killed by Western thoughts long ago?"
"Yes, the demise of the spirit is the most terrifying."
"I'm not convinced!"
Mei Changchun growled: "I mentioned it to Li Ke that he is willing to help us carry forward the opera."
"Li Ke?" asked senior sister in confusion.
"It's Xiao Ruan's composer."
"...I understand, but Changchun, do you think this song "Chi Ling" really represents our opera world?"
The senior sister said slowly: "He is just a pop song in an opera cloak."
"That's better than being slowly killed by someone."
Mei Changchun said: "Just sister, the historical trend is unstoppable. If the opera wants to survive, it must undergo changes and integrate with pop music. This song "Chiling" is a guiding light brought to us by our ancestors."
The senior sister stared at Mei Changchun and finally sighed: "If you want to do it, go and do it, but you are in your early fifties, so it's too late, so it's better to leave it to your disciples..."
"Their dramatic heart is not firm."
Mei Changchun looked at Ruan Lingyu who was singing in Kunqu opera on the TV, and his eyes flashed with flames: "I want to compete with them seriously in the way of young people."
"Let them know, opera..."
Chapter completed!