After entering the city, I became everyone in Liyuan

Chapter 42
After all, the programs for the elderly are not as varied as those for the young, so most of them are songs and dances, such as Yangko and Internationale.

Halfway through, someone started yawning.

Su Yue's program was the eighth, and when the seventh came on stage, the eighth should start preparing, so the coordinator hurriedly asked someone to call over the two who were still rehearsing.

Su Yue stood on the side of the stage, looking at the old man who was wearing a brand new suit and playing the violin on the stage, his palms suddenly broke out in sweat.

Some people can't laugh or cry, in the last life they performed for more than ten years, no matter the dignitaries or common people, they have never been nervous, but today it is just a show for a group of old men, and they are actually nervous.

Is it because of a different body?

Perhaps not only because of a change of body, but also because of a change of a completely unfamiliar environment.

Even the stage is different.

Su Yue hadn't recovered her thoughts when she heard the coordinator come over and call them to get ready, and they will be on stage after the host's lines are over.

"Girl, don't be nervous. It will be like we are performing at Yuyuantan for a while. Just sing and don't worry about anything else." Uncle Yu saw that Su Yue seemed a little nervous, and comforted him.

Su Yue smiled and said nothing.

She knew that the old man was competitive and wanted to be the first, so she would naturally do her best.

It can also be regarded as repayment for the teachings that Uncle Yu has taught me these days.

".Okay, now I would like to invite our opera performance team to come on stage and bring you excerpts from "The Legend of the White Snake·Broken Bridge" by Qin Opera."

After the host finished reading, the applause was louder than the previous one.

Aunt Zhang, who was sitting in the back row, was not very interested when she heard that it was an opera.

I took a look at the program list, and there were only four programs left. Could it be the last Yangko drum?
No way, Miss Su Yue's body doesn't look like she can dance like this.

"Hey, old Zhang, look quickly, is that the little girl from your master's house?"

After being teased by a friend, Aunt Zhang looked up, but saw that it was a performer in an opera disguise.

"Probably not, I never heard that Miss Su Yue can sing."

The main reason is that it seems impossible for a little girl to learn this.

"This is not that, which one can it be? Look at your program list, there is a cross talk, a three-and-a-half sentence, and a Yangko and a samba, which one do you think can be? I think this is the right one, you Looking at that figure, that appearance, one can see that she is a young girl."

"Didn't you say that this show is basically full of old men and old ladies, so who else can it be except her?" The main reason is that in the previous program, there was really no young girl.

It can't be the host standing on the stage.

But if it was the host, shouldn't Lao Zhang have recognized it long ago?

Aunt Zhang is also a little skeptical now, "It can't really be Miss Su Yue."

As soon as the words fell, Su Yue sang, "The landscape of West Lake is still the same"

Because of the geographical relationship, Qin Opera is more open and atmospheric than Kunqu Opera, but in the section of Broken Bridge, there is still no shortage of gentleness and comfort.

Su Yue's original singing method was learned from the teacher of the opera troupe, which is not considered systematic, but since the beginning of opera, it was basically the master leading the apprentice, and it was not until modern times that there were schools where systematic learning could be carried out.

Her current singing style is learned from Yan Lao, and it is easier than her own singing style.

Su Yue did not blindly insist on singing the singing method she had learned.

Her biggest feeling after coming here for a month is that this is an era where everything is "fast".

And once your pace slows down a bit, you may be washed away by big waves and buried in the torrent of history.

And the opera here is quite different from the many stylized performances and singing methods she has learned.

If I still sing in my original way, I'm afraid there will be problems, and it may not meet the aesthetics of the audience here.

Art inheritance is very important, but it is more important to conform to the public's aesthetics.

Once an art category is separated from the public's aesthetics, it is not far from disappearing.

As she had heard recently, Kunqu opera almost disappeared.

Fortunately, it survived.

Su Yue's voice is mellow and clear, and she can control the high and low notes very well. When she walks with a soft figure, she doesn't look like an entry-level student who has only just learned.

"When did a little girl who can sing so well come out of our neighborhood?" A gray-haired old man sitting in the middle of the third row asked the woman in her forties next to her.

That woman is a community worker, and she will be accompanied by one of the top group of people living in the community.

She smiled, and although she wanted to suppress her complacency, she couldn't hold back, "Mr. Jiang, don't think this little girl can sing well, but she only learned it for a week."

Mr. Jiang was slightly stunned, listening to the little girl on the stage singing "Knocking on the ancient chime with the blue lamp for a thousand years of ancient repair." The melodious and loud but somewhat sad voice, accompanied by a slight frown, made people unbearable. I couldn't help but worry about it.

"It's rare to meet a girl with such a high talent in a week, but she must be cultivated well." After listening to this sentence, Mr. Jiang sighed in a low voice.

The community members next to him noticed that Mr. Jiang didn't seem to want to continue the conversation, so they didn't respond anymore, just nodded with a smile.

Su Yue on the stage didn't know how the people in the audience were commenting on her performance at this time, she was fully focused on the performance.

Originally, she thought that she would be unfamiliar, unaccustomed, or even make mistakes, but when the music sounded and she stepped onto the stage, she seemed to have returned to the feeling of standing on the stage in her previous life.

At this time, she is not herself but herself, she is not only Bai Suzhen who is hurt by love, but also Su Yue who has studied opera for many years.

When the character merges with the skill of the self, acting becomes more than just acting.

There is no stage setting, only a voice, a figure and an erhu, but it lays out the West Lake with blue waves and willows, and the broken bridge shrouded in clouds and mist one by one in front of the audience, leading them into the world of The Legend of the White Snake, and appreciate a beautiful and romantic but A slightly sad love story.

However, the 6-minute performance seems to have passed a century, and I have seen the love and hatred between Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian.

It seems that in just a blink of an eye, I have heard ".Helping Qingmei to the bridge~~~"

The final coda is infinitely elongated, as if telling the audience a reluctant farewell.

Su Yue held up the orchid finger, staggered, with tears in her eyes, looking at the finger.

It is said in The Story of the West Chamber that lovers will eventually get married.But this is just a good wish after all, Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian are destined to be different from human beings, and they cannot get married in the end.

(End of this chapter)