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Chapter 144 The Mountains and Rivers of Yimeng! (seeking subscription ~monthly ticket~)

In the evening, Li Shaojie returned home.

very tired.

It's not just rehearsals for several days.

Moreover, for tomorrow's performance, I just prepared a lot of things in the Shengjing Grand Theater.

"Oh my wife, I'm so tired, help me squeeze my shoulders."

When I got home, I immediately threw myself on the sofa.

"Husband, is the name of your opera called "Yimeng Mountain"?!"

Lu Qiuer sat down.

"Yup."

"Forehead"

Lu Qiuer scratched her head.

"Is it going to be a show tomorrow?"

"Yup!"

"."

Lu Qiuer handed over a leaflet.

Faculty and staff activities, watching the opera "Yimeng Mountain".

"Good guy!"

Li Shaojie smacked his lips.

But not surprised.

After all, the publicity of operas is different from popular ones. The premieres of many new operas are mostly arranged for some industry insiders, leaders, and institutions to visit, and the proportion of experienced fans is not particularly high.

Even many senior fans may not be able to pay attention to a new opera in the first place.

This is normal.

Generally speaking, after the premiere, relying on word-of-mouth in the industry and continuous tours across the country to attract more and more audiences.

of course.

Although the temporary popularity will be very low compared to the popularity, but the continuous vitality will be very long.

Especially the complex structure makes opera appreciation very wide.

At the end, many fans are no longer going for the plot, but for different actors, different bands, different choreography, or to listen to the undiscovered details in the music again.

Just like a favorite song will be played on a loop.

A favorite opera will also be watched repeatedly.

However, the length of the song cannot be compared with the length of the opera. In addition to the rich content of the opera, different excerpts are used to listen to, and even the excerpts are added to some other concerts. There are many ways for the audience to appreciate them.

Therefore, relatively speaking, the vitality will be longer.

"So...do you want me to show you my heart when I'm done?"

"Don't!!"

Lu Qiuer quickly refused.

"I know, I'm joking, hahahaha!"

"You! Hate!"

Silent all night.

The next day, after waking up early in the morning, Li Shaojie quickly packed his things and rushed to the theater.

Those who change clothes change clothes, those who fiddle with props fiddle with props.

There is no rush to put on makeup, it is better to go through rehearsal first.

There must be cutscenes before the show.

However, after three months of preparation and training, the quality is definitely hard enough.

Coupled with the rest for a few days, almost all the performers are in full condition.

In a flash, it was six o'clock in the evening.

At this time, the fully prepared actors Fu Daohua are all fully prepared, in high spirits, and ready to start the performance at any time.

The stage began to be thoroughly arranged.

Li Shaojie also came to the backstage dressing room, put on a black Tang suit and prepared to conduct.

soon.

The audience came one after another.

The leaders of the Provincial Propaganda Committee sat in the front row, and the audience from public institutions, as well as some industry insiders and fans, also sat in the audience and waited for the performance to begin.

A leader suddenly asked an old man beside him.

"Old leader, I heard that the creator of this opera is very young!"

"Haha! It's because I'm young that I want to come and see it!"

The old man laughed and shook his head.

"I have always liked folk operas. This time I heard that you have a folk opera with anti-Japanese themes. The creator is only in his early 20s. Are you curious?!"

"I'm just going to see what young people think of that era, how they use art to interpret the people!"

"Haha, it's about to start, let's watch first."

The leader smiled.

At the beginning, when Professor Li pushed the report, he still felt that it was quite unstable.

The five-one declaration is very troublesome.

City-level, provincial-level, domestic, submit materials, push and report for first-level units.

Professor Li, as a cooperative unit, declared his works to the municipal level.

At present, it is the screening and review at the municipal level, and then the works will be toured, reported to the province, and reported to the whole country.

Today, I want to see whether this young man is impetuous or a real dark horse! !

"Opera! "Yimeng Mountain"!"

After the host finished his opening remarks, he waved his hand.

"Please, Mr. Li Shaojie, the creator of "Yimeng Mountain", the artistic director and conductor of the opera!"

Li Shaojie, who was dressed in a black Tang suit, entered the arena from the backstage with a smile, came to the front of the stage and bowed, and then calmly walked to the podium in the orchestra pit.

Faint lights illuminated the orchestra pit.

"And! Shanghai Symphony Orchestra!"

The audience applauded.

Many viewers looked at Li Shaojie curiously.

It is rare to meet such a young conductor for such a large-scale opera.

Lu Qiuer, who was watching from the audience, couldn't help but her heart beat faster.

Is this the state of my husband at work? !
Nest is so handsome!

Li Shaojie picked up the baton, and the applause stopped.

The lights in the orchestra pit were dimmed slightly.

The performance has also officially started.

Li Shaojie lightly waved his baton.

The gentle prelude opened the chapter of the whole party.

After the stage got dark, it seemed like snowflakes were floating.

The audience can learn the background of the story and the reason for its creation from the display of lines on the top of the stage.

The story unfolds slowly.

Under the cloud of war, the old anti-Japanese base area, Yuanziya Village in Yimeng Mountain, will usher in a happy event today.

A couple is about to get married.

With the sound of the suona, there was a burst of joy and celebration.

Many industry insiders in the audience couldn't help shaking their eyebrows.

As soon as it comes up, it feels like a national opera. Not only the elements of the Yimeng Mountain minor in the overture, but also the suona accompaniment is full of local and national characteristics.

The heroine will soon appear.

Haitang is a typical Shandong girl, straightforward, kind and playful.

He lost his parents since childhood and was brought up by his uncle Sun Jiulong.

Today is the time to marry Lin Sheng, his childhood sweetheart.

Lin Sheng held the Begonia covered with a red hijab, with big red flowers hanging on his chest, and his face was full of joy.

Newcomers worship heaven and earth.

But when lifting the hijab, Haitang made a jaw-dropping gesture.

He set off the red hijab himself.

The little brothers in the village couldn't help but coaxed and asked with a smile.

"Hey! If you lift your hijab yourself, who will be your family from now on?!"

"I will!"

It caused everyone to laugh.

The day of great joy overcomes the calamity, and life and death are arranged by ourselves.

Haitang's lively, playful, and forthright image of a big Shandong girl instantly drew the hearts of the audience.

Moreover, after the improvement, the recitative, which is full of ethnic customs and easy to understand, also allows the audience to understand the plot very easily.

Many people in the industry couldn't help being surprised by this series of improvements.

But suddenly, on the day of the wedding, the devils rushed out of the door.

It makes people worry.

But many people discovered that it was actually a feint.

Can't help but shook his head and smiled.

After getting married, Lang fell in love with his concubine, but it happened to be recruiting eight ways.

Because of this, Haitang got to know the role of the second female mezzo-soprano, the warrior Xia He.

Lin Sheng, whose family members were killed by devils, naturally wanted to join the army.

Haitang is already pregnant, and she doesn't want Lin Sheng to take risks.

Even Xia He is persuading Lin Sheng to think about his family.

Under such circumstances, Haitang, who understands righteousness, finally agreed and supported her husband under the persuasion of her uncle, and sewed her husband's clothes and shoes meticulously with stitches and stitches, and sent him on a long journey for the country.

The plot advances slowly.

Soon, the devils came calling, and Haitang and other villagers left porridge and vegetables for the wounded, while they ate wild vegetables with the villagers.

When the devils blocked the villagers, they threatened the villagers with the life of the whole village and handed over the eight roads.

In order to protect Balu and other villagers, Uncle Sun Jiulong took a few villagers, put on clothes, died for others, and finally sacrificed heroically.

Haitang received the first blow.

Sun Jiulong, the uncle who raised him, died.

In addition to fighting life, he became good friends with the female number two, warrior Xia He who was also pregnant.

As a wife and a mother, Haitang gave birth to a child Xiaoshanzi alone under such conditions.

At this time, Haitang transformed from a bold and playful girl into a mother.

At this time, the war became more and more difficult.

Xia He, the second female number, gave birth during the war and gave birth to her daughter Xiao Yimeng, but was seriously injured in the battle and was dying.

When he was dying, he entrusted the child to Haitang.

Haitang received the second blow.

His friend Xia He died.

The audience gradually fell into the plot.

Haitang regards Xiao Yimeng as her own, and raises Xiao Yimeng and Xiaoshanzi in the mountains with difficulty.

After sewing new shoes, he would even give them to Xiao Yimeng first, while neglecting his own son Xiaoshanzi.

Fortunately, Xiaoshanzi is very sensible.

This is in the mountains, and because of the war, poverty is inevitable.

After a lot of hard work, a few years passed.

this day.

Holding Xiao Yimeng in his arms, Haitang recalled Xia He's expression of reluctance for the child before he died.

The young little Yimeng seemed to realize something, and called mother.

As the pipa and strings interweave, Haitang suddenly has mixed feelings.

The flute rose and fell, and Haitang began to sing the essence of the opera, the soprano aria.

"Right in the mountains and rivers"!
"The mountains are high and the water is long~~The road is long~"

"The green water turns around the green mountains~"

Gently looking at the obedient and sleeping little Yimeng next to her, Haitang couldn't help feeling a strong maternal instinct in her heart.

"The child yelled.
Call me mother. "

It seems that remembering that the child is still ignorant, the biological mother sacrificed, and I can't help but feel a little sad.

And the child called himself mother, but was so happy.

Just the slightly sour feeling amidst this kind of joy can't help but make people's heart tremble.

"Called me to tears,
My heart trembles! "

When she sang, her heart trembled, Haitang's voice seemed to be trembling.

The overall strength and weakness change delicately and changeably.

"Remembering the night we parted,

Xia He, she entrusted me."

Walking slowly, Haitang sang loudly.

It seems that at this moment, there is a sense of sacred mission.

"The sound of words! It's still in my ears!!"

Suddenly, the pitch of the voice rose again!
"Yimeng people!!
A promise!
A promise of gold! ! "

It seems to be admonishing myself.

Haitang, from a cheerful and playful girl, has become a responsible and responsible mother.

"I raise my child as my own!
Be closer than your own life! "

"It's the tip of my heart."

The music suddenly became lively.

"I'm always here these days,

make a dream"

Playful music, put in such passages.

It seems like a dream.

It is also more like in that era, the simple people were having fun while suffering.

"The child's biological mother is back in front of my eyes."

In the dark, I can't help but look for the light.

Just like the people who suffered from war at that time, they looked forward to peace.

"The mountains are full of flowers,

Blooming brightly red,

The child smiles in the flowers,
What a smile. "

The music full of national feeling seems to outline this most ordinary yet most extraordinary mother.

The image of this mother is the epitome of all mothers of that era.

"Mother lifts baby over her head!!!"

Haitang seemed to be in a dream.

Imagine what peace is like.

It was among the green leaves and red flowers all over the mountains and plains, the mother was holding the child, wandering among the golden waves of wheat.

"Look left, look right,

Kissing is not enough, love is not enough! ! "

The strings suddenly rose again.

Haitang seemed to wake up from a dream, her expression changed drastically.

In the cadence that is full of the characteristics of Shandong folk Yimeng minor, slowly speak again.

"After waking up,

My heart is half empty. "

Glancing at the sleeping little Yimeng in the distance, he thought of her sacrificed mother.

For a moment, I couldn't help feeling sad.

"Little Yimeng is already sensible,

Xia He is not in this world! "

Haitang's eyes were full of emotion.

There is a trace of guilt, but also full of love and compassion.

"The child will ask me in the future.
ask me!

How should I talk? "

The ups and downs of the aria are like the inner melancholy.

How to face the innocent eyes of children?

For a moment, Haitang asked eagerly.

"How should I talk to him? Me and me."

The string suddenly climbed again!
Haitang seemed to have found the answer.

"I'll just say it!

child! "

Stand up and stand upright.

On the dark stage, the other end suddenly lights up.

On the LED screen, the Yimeng landscape is outlined.

"Look here!"

There seems to be a kind of spirit in Haitang's singing.

In the age of struggle, the indomitable spirit.

"Look at the water in Yimeng! The mountains in Yimeng!"

The singing is full of love for the mountains and rivers of Yimeng.

But in the ears of the audience, the mountains and rivers of Yimeng seem to have become the mountains and rivers of the motherland.

"Mom is in the mountains and rivers!!"

Xia He, transformed into green water and green mountains, Xia He, is the dream of future generations!
Although Xiao Yimeng and Xiaoshanzi were sound asleep.

But Haitang's eyes full of maternal love looking at the two made the audience feel as if there was a spirit that was being passed down along the blood or non-blood ties.

The quietness and peace of that night made the audience feel that there was a kind of "friendship" that closely connected several people.

Even the old leader nodded in satisfaction.

But just when everyone relaxes.

"It's not good! Sister Haitang!"

suddenly!

An exclamation interrupted the emotion of the audience.

The devil's sweep begins again!
Haitang took three steps and did two steps, and quickly woke up the two children.

Wear your shoes.

Quickly rushing through the night.

There was a faint gunshot coming from behind, as if there was a bad premonition!

Fleeing in the mountains with the two children, the panting Haitang suddenly groaned and fell to the ground in pain.

Seeing the sound of footsteps, gunshots, and vicious curses getting closer! !
The hearts of the audience suddenly tugged!
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　　I won’t write all of them, just pick two key points.

　　ps, the simplest explanation.

　　Reciprocation can refer to lines similar to recitation, which is convenient for advancing the plot.

　　Arias are generally songs sung at the climax.

　　This plot has been sorted out repeatedly, and finally only three emotional arias are selected to write, so as not to be protracted and lengthy, and can also express part of the essence of the opera.

　　This plot will not last long, I will try my best to finish it today and tomorrow.

　　I guess students of vocal music should be familiar with it. The art test is about to be selected. This opera is very new, so it is difficult to find places for pure music. You can only find arias, and there are few papers to learn from. But it is not a big problem. I will write it myself today. wrote.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)