Professor Weng's home is very close to the Mei Lanfang Grand Theater. Yan Qing, who had visited the spot in advance, drove calmly from Wanshousi Road, turned right onto Zhongguancun South Street, went straight through Xizhimenwai Street, and then along Chegongzhuang West Road through the West Second Ring Road to
After Ping'anli West Street, the iconic glass curtain wall of Mei Lanfang Grand Theater was in sight. He drove the car directly into the second underground floor and parked it squarely in the exclusive parking space marked with the boxes of (Yaguan Building).
Chu Lianqing: "Let me lead you in. There's a buzz, the show is about to start, and there's no one in the parking lot."
Tsundere: "No one can do it~ I hate it~"
She couldn't help but respond. Weng Huaijing, who was fully equipped with a woolen scarf, shawl, baseball cap, etc., got out of the car with her head lowered. She blushed and hid her sweet eyes, letting herself be pulled aside by Yan Qing, who was wearing a hoodie.
direct elevator access.
"The curtain hasn't been raised yet, we just happened to step in, and the view here is indeed very broad..."
Entering the Guanya Building, Yan Qing, who held Weng Huai's hand in admiration, walked straight through the two red rosewood Taishi chairs and leaned towards the observation deck. Through the open carved wooden window, he saw the first-floor hall of Mei Lanfang Grand Theatre.
You can have a panoramic view of the theater announcement screen, framed stage, etc.
The design style of the entire theater is extremely magnificent, and the various movable lifting platforms, electric stage booms, invisible speakers, anti-sound cover systems and other equipment that are perfectly integrated into the Ming and Qing Dynasty-style paintings highlight modern technology and oriental aesthetics.
The compatible package was combined, and he was secretly pleased with the soft and gentle touch of his sweetheart's slender mutton-fat jade. A certain disciple looked around and said: "Compared to the Chang'an Grand Theater, this place is much richer and more prestigious."
"It's so fake to pretend to be back from the past~ Your Imperial Capital People's Art Theater occasionally comes to perform..."
Rolling her eyes in disgust, Weng Huaijing, perhaps worried about being discovered, did not approach the window lattice covered with tung oil paper. With one hand protecting the brim of her hat, she softly took Yan Qing back: "Hurry up.
Let go! Everyone sitting upstairs and downstairs will look here."
"But the viewing angle of this box is novel and buzzing, so let's sit down and talk..."
Congshan Ruliu let go and stepped back. Yan Qing, who was familiar with Weng Huaijing's habit of hiding half a sentence in her words, heard her subtext. Most likely Professor Weng had performed on stage before, and secretly thought to herself:
"I'm careless. Mei Lanfang Grand Theater has already said that in addition to folk art and drama performances, it can also meet the performance needs of various art forms such as domestic and foreign operas, dramas, dance dramas, concerts, etc. There will naturally be no shortage of them.
Ballet repertoire, maybe both of us have performed here."
"That's true. This is my first time coming back to the box to watch opera excerpts~"
The Duchess was still sitting tilted. Weng Huaijing casually picked up the playbook on the small table and flipped through it slowly to avoid Yan Qing's gaze. She didn't have the look of a classical beauty with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes. After reading, she said in a whisper: "The previous chapter
It's "The Palace of Eternal Life: Tanci". When I was a kid, my mother would always take me to listen to it backstage after the show, like "Farewell My Concubine" and "The Peony Pavilion: Garden Visit"~"
"Aren't these all Kunqu operas? Oh, as the saying goes, there is no separation between Beijing and Kunqu Opera..."
In his previous life, Yan Qing had produced many Chinese folk songs and had a wide range of repertoires. Naturally, after hearing the titles of these songs, he suddenly realized: "No wonder you used the eyes of Qing Yi from the Cheng School so easily and freely!"
"What separates the families is the Northern Kun Opera, which is sung with Zhongzhou rhyme. My mother and her Yucheng National Opera Troupe have many types of operas. It's not just Qingyin and Sichuan Opera, Yue Opera, Hunan Opera, Nan Kun Opera and other southern operas.
…”
As she spoke, her fingers made a flower shape, Weng Huaijing looked around, her eyes gradually filled with resentment, and her expression returned to be charming. Under Yan Qing's gaze of amazement, she softly sang a beautiful verse in the gurgling Wu dialect.
Excerpt from a lingering garden tour: "Originally, the colorful flowers were blooming all over the place, but now they are all ruined and ruined. No matter how beautiful the scenery is during the good times, who can enjoy the pleasure~"
"No wonder some people comment that the beauty of Kun Opera's lyrics and the grace of its music are unparalleled..."
The more he felt that Weng Huai was looking forward to the treasure, Yan Qing was convinced and praised: "I am worthy of my family background, and this piece of "Zao Luo Pao" has the true flavor."
"Well~Ms. Weng Yu said that she is very satisfied with your willingness to do what you want. Hey~it's almost time to enter..."
The corners of her eyes were red, and Weng Huai looked at the flowing autumn water. She was obviously very pleased with Yan Qing's praise, but she was also panicked by the intense gaze of her disciple. She shyly changed the subject: ""The Tower Club" should start soon, and this is the Guanya Building.
It is very suitable for the occasion, and the naming of the private rooms (Pavilions, Pavilions, Pavilions and Halls) is very particular."
Yan Qing actually noticed that there were still a few spectators entering the stage seats downstairs, the elegant seats on the third floor, and the pool seats while the two were chatting. At this time, more than a thousand seats in the Mei Lanfang Grand Theater were gradually occupied.
There are only five VIP boxes with excellent privacy on the entire second floor. As Weng Huaijing said, in addition to the Guanya Building they ordered, the other four rooms also have unique names, borrowing from the traditional building "pavilion".
The bridge sections of "Pavilion Hall" are named Peony Pavilion, Golden Terrace, Qilin Pavilion and Changsheng Hall respectively.
"Listen to the Palace of Eternal Life in the Palace of Eternal Life..." Hearing the song, Yan Qing understood the elegant meaning, and Yan Qing's gaze also paused for a moment on the plaque of the Palace of Eternal Life just like Weng Huaijing did. The two looked at each other and smiled knowingly: "Let's meet on the Guanya Tower in the Guanya Tower."
"...Don't be anxious, we have to wait a little longer. The scenery of this opera is very particular. It is the first time this year for the Shaoxing Xiaobaihua Yue Opera Troupe to send its famous actors to Beijing. Is it possible to create a scene? Let me tell you, "Butterfly Lovers"
》You can only enjoy this kind of opera when you hear it in other theaters. It’s really authentic. You have to watch Shao Bai’s opera. It’s so authentic!”
As the seats filled up, the noise gradually began to rise. Yan Qing, who had a sharp ear and eyesight, was able to hear the exchanges and discussions of the audience upstairs without any effort. One of the energetic male theater fans had a loud and penetrating voice.
The force is also extremely strong.
"Good fellow, isn't there going to be "Eighteen Farewell" by Zhehuhai Yue Opera Troupe later? People in the world call it the National Yue Opera Team." Yan Qing, who was also playful, responded in a low voice.
"Are you here to talk about cross talk?"
Holding her chin with her hands, smiling without showing her teeth, Weng Huaijing leaned on the armrest of the Grand Master's chair, changed to a more casual sitting posture, and leaned invisibly towards Yan Qing's side.
~"
"My surname is Gu, Mr. Tinglin and Gu Yanwu's family..." The energetic male voice spoke up again. Someone on his side seemed to be competing with Shao Baiyi over the famous Vietnamese opera troupe, so the fan surnamed Gu responded with a clear target: "Shanghai
Yue's ancestors were so wealthy. Except for a few red buildings, everything left by their ancestors has almost been destroyed by Ya's new and innovative ideas. The West Chamber of Zhejiang Bai, the old opera of Hangyue, and the Butterfly Lovers of Shaobai are just that.
It’s orthodoxy passed down from direct lineage!”
"Hey, who says it's not..." He shouted and sang from afar, making Weng Huai drunk with admiration. The distance between the two of them unknowingly got a little closer. Encouraged by his sweetheart's charming Yue Yaer eyes, Yan Qing, who activated the cross talk gene, continued
He responded in a low voice: "Then you are really an expert!"
"I don't dare to be an expert. At best, I am just a senior Yue Opera fan. Do you know Liang Zhufei, a famous actress? Chen Fei, born in Shangyu, studied under Fu Quanxiang, the direct descendant of the orthodox Fu school who pioneered Zhu Yingtai's singing style, a national first-class actor, and a winner of the Plum Blossom Award.
The highest honor every year in the field of folk art and even drama, you understand? Let’s talk about Wu Fenghua who plays Liang Shanbo..."
Going back and forth across the floors, Yan Qing downstairs raised his eyebrows lightly at Weng Huaijing beside him. The theater fan named Gu upstairs seemed to have seen Yan, the second-time plum winner, deliberately showing off. He continued in a loud voice.
: "That's even more remarkable. He is a young student of the Yue Opera School, who studied under Fan Ruijuan. He is a member of the Chinese Dramatists Association, a national first-class actor, and a second-time plum blossom! In our theater circle, there is no one who can make a second-degree plum blossom before the age of forty.
They are simply rare, except for Yan Qing, of course."
"You're too polite... Hey, that's not right, that's not true, why did I end up like that!"
He was caught inexplicably, and this sudden interaction made Weng Huaijing burst into laughter. Yan Qing was willing to go out of his way to be happy for his sweetheart, and pretended to take action. Wei Wei stood up and originally wanted to act indignant again, but saw that Professor Weng was teased.
The flower branches trembled wildly, and when they looked up at each other, he also burst into laughter.
"You're causing others to lose their composure. Stop making trouble. I'll go see how the preparations are going..."
After grinning for a long time, Weng Huaijing couldn't help but blame Yan Qing. She raised her sharp eyebrows slightly, lowered her face and stood up. She moved to the window and after some observation, she said crisply: "Come on, the musicians are already on stage."
"Wow~ Today's battle...!"
Yan Qing also took a look, and sure enough, in front of the curtain on the left side of the stage, there were two rows of musicians holding Yue Hu, Ban Hu, Gao Hu, Di, Xiao and other guys. Half of the team had already entered. Judging from the number of people, the soundtrack lineup for this double act was still there.
Not a little, he was also surprised to find that young people accounted for a high proportion of the audience at the Mei Lanfang Grand Theater tonight. Presumably it was due to changes in the world line, but this was undoubtedly quite positive.
Most of the young audience members were dressed in various types of Hanfu, some holding flowers, and others holding light signs, eagerly waiting for the "idol" to appear on stage. Several rows of large flower baskets neatly separated the fans and musicians in the infield.
, there were bright red hydrangeas, roses, etc. in the flower basket. The sharp-eyed Yan Qing could even clearly see the words on the streamer like "Boss Wu, Boss Chen Global Support Association Imperial City Branch" and "Flying flowers fly with confidence, drama fans will always follow you."
Category of words of support.
"The show is about to start, Yi Sa~"
Just as Yan Qing was complaining that the trend of supporting people in the opera house was indeed the general trend, Weng Huaijing pointed to the LCD screen hanging on the right side of the stage. The announcement information had been quietly updated on it. There was no human voice, and a melodious sound of silk and bamboo gradually came from all around.
…
"...Reunion with Liang Shanbo after a long separation
It makes me feel happy and sad at the same time..."
…
The heavy maroon velvet curtain slowly opened, and no one could hear the sound before anyone could see it. Accompanied by a piece of bangbandanggu and silk string harmony, Hua Dan's arias were sent to the ears along with the lingering Husheng, and the pavilion and pavilion scenery was full of the Jiangnan water town style.
The next woman in a red dress and pink skirt moved lightly with her sleeves lifted and moved to the center of the stage. The noise of the rising and falling voices stopped, and the place fell silent.
…
"...I'm happy to meet him again today
It's sad that a happy marriage is torn apart..."
…
The woman wearing a beaded necklace on her temples had elegant make-up, her sleeves were waving, and her eyebrows were lightly furrowed. Her expression was mixed with sadness and joy, her figure also paused slightly, and her steps gradually became difficult.
"...But I saw him happily visiting Jiumei
I had to force myself to smile and go up to the balcony..."
While Zhu Yingtai was telling her thoughts in Wu Nong's soft language, Liang Shanbo, dressed in a light yellow Confucian shirt, walked gracefully on the stage.
…
Zhu Yingtai, who was trying to be happy: "Brother Liang, please~"
The beaming Liang Shanbo said: "Xian sister please~"
…
During the meeting on the balcony, Liang and Zhu were reciting words as they acted out the joy of meeting again after a long absence in the pavilion, and then both of them were choked up when they wanted to speak.
…
Chu Lianqing, who praised the festival: "What a Zhu Yingtai, the pear blossoms can open and close freely under the rain; what a Liang Shanbo...
The obedient girl who pursed her lips and smiled said, "You are a gentleman with words and words, and you are as gentle as jade."
…
In the Guanya Building, Yan Qing's not so deep knowledge of Chinese studies made him suddenly stuck. He couldn't find the right words to praise Wu Fenghua's little girl. Fortunately, Professor Weng found out and filled in the gaps in time.
Yan Nianjunzi, as gentle as jade comes from "The Book of Songs·Qin Feng·Xiao Rong". Just as Weng Huaijing described it, Wu Fenghua, who disguised herself as a man and played the role of Liang Shanbo, gave off a gentle and jade-like temperament. Her appearance was tall and straight.
It is handsome, contains elegance of literary quality, and inherits the style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties in order to fit the role of Yue Opera.
The style of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, in a nutshell, refers to the Taoist culture represented by Lao and Zhuang, which advocates elegance and elegance as beauty. It is this unique aesthetic that has created the distinctive female niche culture of Yue Opera today.
Yue Opera, which was born out of the local opera in Shengzhou, Shaoxing, is very young in the folk art circle with many local operas. Its growth experience is no different from the previous life in Yan Qing's memory. Yue Opera, which was gradually formed in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, is very good at absorbing and reforming.
, the transition from boy to girl is just a drop in the ocean in the reform and development of Yue Opera.
In the inheritance of Xinhuo, Yue opera, singing, costumes, makeup, props, accompaniment, tunes, etc., have been constantly innovating after leaving Shengzhou. While integrating the advantages of other opera types, they have always insisted on seeking change and innovation, which perfectly embodies the principle of "change leads to prosperity".
The truth is that in just over a hundred years of development, it has cultivated a broad market with its unique charm and self-contained system.
The style of Yue Opera is delicate and full of fireworks. Unlike Peking Opera, it is not as keen on telling the story of battles on the battlefield, humiliation and capture, loyalty to the country, righteousness of killing relatives, mistaken killing of loyal ministers, and sacrifice of one's life to save one's mother. Its main content can be summed up in one sentence: "privacy"
He will stay in the backyard for life, and the young master in trouble will become the number one scholar."
"In terms of performance, the procedural rules of Yue Opera are different from those of Peking Opera and Beikun Opera that you are familiar with. They are strict and orderly. In contrast, its style is more informal and open..."
Although I don’t know how much homework Weng Huaijing had done in advance for this date, it did not affect Yan Qing’s gentle gaze on his sweetheart with full eyes, and quietly listened to Professor Weng’s sweet and soft voice as if he was on a stage three feet high.
She told him: "Like now, there are many examples of actors wearing makeup and tears on the stage when their love is at its peak. I don't think it's harmful, but it makes them more lively and flexible, full of dramatic tension, and their emotional expressions are more expressive.
Infectious."
On the stage (balcony meeting), this excerpt, which can be called the most emotionally varied, fullest, and most dramatic in "Butterfly Lovers", continues. It perfectly fits what Weng Huaijing said in his comments:
The elegant and light makeup, the graceful and light figure, and the elegant and waving sleeves all reflect the unique graceful beauty of Yue Opera.
The arias have rhythm and rhythm, and can switch freely between elegance and vulgarity without any harshness. When it is elegant, there are articles everywhere, and when it is popular, every word is full of gems. One word too many would be too complicated, and one word too few would be too dull.
Compared with the arias, the narration is more enjoyable for both the straight and the right. The few words in the straightforward part directly point to the human heart, while the twists and turns are bizarre and the middle way shows the human feelings of the world.
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Zhu Yingtai shed tears when she reunited with someone else after a long absence. She was caught in a mixture of sorrow and joy, and she vividly acted out her inner conflicts.
After confirming that Zhu Yingtai was the ninth sister of the Zhu family, Liang Shanbo was deeply immersed in the joy of proposing marriage, and he vividly interpreted the feeling of extreme excitement and nervousness.
The tower was high, and the two of them were leaning on the hollow carved table. Without waiting for the cup to be exchanged, Zhu Yingtai finally told Liang Shanbo that she was already engaged under the expectant gaze.
Liang Shanbo was naturally heartbroken, disappointed and even desperate. He was so painful that he couldn't understand why Zhu Yingtai suggested that he came to propose marriage and marry into the Ma family.
After a heart-wrenching questioning, Zhu Yingtai cried out the reason, but had no choice but to express their grief. The two of them expressed their feelings and vowed to be together forever, and then hugged each other and cried.
…
The entire opera lasted for fifty minutes, and the performance of the two Plum Blossom Award winners was as high-energy as the theater fan named Gu on the third floor praised.
The voice is low and round, the singing is subtle and gentle, and Chen Fei's freely retractable body and demeanor express Zhu Yingtai's delicate feelings when reminiscing. Then when she heard her statement that her marriage to the Ma family was approaching, Wu Fenghua
The appropriately used wave sound in the cry vividly highlights Liang Shanbo's complex emotions of deep affection, sadness and regret.