I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 396 The Big Brother Who Plays, Plays, and Sings (Four in One)

Madam Qiao's granddaughter?
Miss Qiao's cousin?

Qiao Yuan is her home?

Xu Minqing was filled with anger, and when he heard these words, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured down his head.

It's so cool!

That little girl from Chengjiayuan is actually Qiao Yuan's cousin?
What is this, kicked to the iron plate.

Originally looking at Su Shao's pitiful and regretful eyes, he suddenly turned around and stared straight at Xu Minqing who was standing in the crowd, who had already lost his mind.

This class leader Xu is really a bad luck series. In front of the old lady Qiao, he pointed at his granddaughter and sternly sternly cursed at the wild girl.
No wonder the girl playing "Xu Xian" on the stage dared to be so reckless. It turned out to be the cousin of the Qiao family.

He probably wanted to prepare a surprise for Mrs. Qiao on his own land.

Look at the look in the eyes of Mrs. Qiao when she saw "Xu Xian" just now, it is clear that the smile is almost overflowing her eyes, with pride and joy.

It's just that he, Xu Minqing, was so focused on calculating Cheng's homeland that he didn't see the old lady's expression at all.

"Team Leader Xu!" Qiao Fenn had a kind personality and was usually friendly to others, but now that he yelled these three words out loud, let alone how cold and annoyed he was.

"Old lady. Here." Xu Minqing twitched his lips and smiled mockingly, trying to explain, but Qiao Ge at the side didn't give him a chance.

"What is this? It's obvious that you look down on people!"

The smile on Xu Minqing's face froze.

On weekdays, relying on the fact that Xu's troupe has become more and more popular in Lingcheng over the past few years, and has business to do, he not only took advantage of the situation to suppress other troupes, but also monopolized all folk performances in Lingcheng, making many troupes either unable to eat, or disbanded up.

There were quite a few people who were angry with him, but they all dared not speak up.

Seeing Xu Minqing deflated now, it's not like he's getting worse, but he can't help but feel happy!

"Yes, yes, it is true that I underestimated this girl." Xu Minqing was still very tactful, knowing that he had hit a wall, he quickly softened his tone and put on a very low posture.

He can't afford to offend the Qiao family now, but he will definitely remember this account!

Xu Minqing hurriedly bowed slightly to Su Shao on the stage to make amends, with a smile on his face, but the laughter was beyond his eyes, "It's Xu who has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, I hope the little girl can't be blamed."

Su Shao looked at the hypocrisy and did not speak.

Xu Minqing straightened up slowly, shook his sleeves, and became serious, "Young lady is Cheng Jiayuan's apprentice?"

Su Shao narrowed his eyes, as if he had seen through his trick, "Yes!"

She is not timid.

"Chengjiayuan is an old sect of Peking Opera. He must know more about the rules than these pheasant opera troupes like me!"

"Team leader Xu is being modest. But since elementary school Beijing opera, the master did explain the rules of singing in advance."

"Really?" Xu Minqing seemed surprised, but there was also a hint of calculation in his eyebrows and eyes.

He turned his head and looked at Cheng Ruhai who was not far away, "I really didn't expect that this is how the senior brother taught the apprentices to behave. He even let the apprentice play tricks, and even dared to tamper with the lines of Peking Opera without authorization. Xu Xian traveled through Cheng Xue'e , this kind of weird Beijing opera, the real number is somewhat unappreciative."

Cheng Ruhai retorted without anger, "It's because you have shallow eyes that you can't appreciate it."

"I am not as well-informed as my senior brother, and I have been taught by my master. But I obey the rules, understand the principles on the stage, and will not let my apprentice change the lyrics." As soon as Xu Minqing's voice fell, Su Shao on the stage watched with a smile looked at him.

"Master, since you are so disciplined and reasonable, why don't you understand that after so many years, Beijing opera has not become popular, but many actors have squeezed into the entertainment circle to make a living."

"That's because they are not responsible for Peking Opera in their hearts, and they don't like it at all."

"Then do you love it? Have you thought about the future development of Peking Opera? Or have you buried your head in the room and devoted yourself to researching new forms of Peking Opera?"

Xu Minqing was at a loss for words, and he was stumped by a few questions in succession.

Xiaosheng in the green robe took a big step forward and stood in the middle of the stage.

The jade face is clear and handsome, and the figure is tall and straight.

Thin but with firm strength, he looked at everyone in the audience fearlessly.

In the end, his eyes settled on a hidden corner.

She looked at the man buried in the shadow, and seemed to feel the man watching her.

There is a smile in his eyes, the kind of smile with encouragement and unconditional belief
Su Shao took a deep breath, "I'm not fooling around, I'm serious!"

I am really trying my best to improve the traditional folk art culture of Peking Opera.

seriously?
The cousin of the Qiao family, who has studied Peking Opera, even said that she was serious and intentional when she appeared on stage as Xu Xian just now!
Everyone was dumbfounded, even Qiao Finn was a little surprised.

They all thought that this was a deliberately prepared birthday gift.

"Everyone, besides the relatives and friends of Qiao's family, there are also many seniors from the folk arts circle in Lingcheng." Su Shao clasped his fists in both hands and saluted, "The younger generation first apologizes to the instrumental masters on stage. I ran out just now, not to disrupt the situation, but deliberately set it up to attract everyone's attention."

"The Qiao family is a literary celebrity. Since the ancestors of the Qiao family, they have attached great importance to the protection of traditional culture." Su Shao said slowly, "From ancient times to the present, the Qiao family has always been responsible for inheriting and promoting traditional culture. I think this is why today That’s why there are so many literati present.”

"My mother came to Chengjiayuan when she was four years old. She studied hard and practiced Peking Opera. She didn't dare to waste a day. Even if she gave birth to me, she was a wife and a mother, but she still insisted on getting up before dawn to hang her voice every day. She would be free. Sitting next to me and singing a few lines of opera, she would take me to admire the exquisitely embroidered opera python, and she would sit in the study for two or three nights without sleep just to write a few new opera lines."

Speaking of the dear ones who have passed away, Su Shao standing on the stage had sparkling eyes.

Qiao Finn heard her granddaughter talking about her long-dead daughter, and her heart was filled with sadness and nostalgia.

"Although I have been fascinated by Peking Opera since I was a child, I really find it quite boring to say something from the bottom of my heart."

As the voice fell, the traditional folk artists sitting in the seats all frowned, looking a little unhappy.

"Seniors, don't be angry." Su Shao bent her lips with a calm expression, "I didn't mean to belittle Peking Opera. After all, it is a traditional culture and the quintessence of the country. If it is not good, it cannot be passed down for nearly 800 years!"

"A few decades ago, opera may have been very attractive to people. After all, there was nothing to entertain and relax at that time. But today is different from the past. The speed of social development continues to accelerate. Games, mobile phones, novels, short Video, more and more new entertainment cultures are constantly impacting the development of traditional culture.”

"There is a word called 'freshness'. Everyone doesn't like to eat one dish every day. Delicacy from mountains and seas is rare, but porridge and side dishes are also refreshing."

Cheng Ruhai's table of old inheritors of quyi gradually loosened their frowns when they heard these words.

What Miss Qiao's Biao said really makes sense!

"It's true that I changed the play, but the audience also watched it with novelty and concentration."

Xu Minqing disagreed, "But this thing is a rule set down by our ancestors, how can we change it just by saying it?"

Su Shao stared fixedly at Xu Minqing, sneering on his lips, "Team Leader Xu, if the ancestor knew that Peking Opera was going to 'die', would he still care about so many rules?"

These words not only made Xu Minqing speechless, but also made those old folks fall into deep thought.

Traditional things must follow the old rules. If the rules are not followed, it cannot be called traditional art.

But can't the rules be changed?

It seems not!
They used to think that traditional folk art should be sung in a straight line, but after decades of singing, they also find it boring, let alone the audience.

Over the past few decades, only those who are really knowledgeable and willing to listen are left in the audience.

but they are old too
When Beijing opera, or traditional folk art, is no longer developed, there are no young audiences to appreciate it. Over time, it is inevitable that this thing will die out.

"Then how can we revitalize the traditional folk art? Don't talk about famous food, but at least we must pass it on!" A well-known Beijing rhyme drum artist in Lingcheng stood up and asked.

"That's right! Mr. Bai asked a good question. Now that the traditional folk art has been buried in snow and ice, is there any way to bring it back to life?"

Expectant gazes fell on "Xu Xian" on the stage, as if she really regarded her as a fairy, with some magical powers.

Su Shao, "There is no way to bring the dead back to life"

Everyone was discouraged, and their spirits sank again.

"But... you can struggle! Maybe in a short period of time, Peking Opera can reappear in the eyes of the audience, and more people can understand Peking Opera and traditional folk art culture."

struggle?

How to struggle?

"If you want to live, you must first change. Today, the juniors are reckless when they play on the stage, but I really want the seniors to see that the old people will get tired of listening to the same script, and the newcomers can't understand it. Just don't listen."

Although Su Shao's words were straightforward, his attitude was very good, frank and sincere, "Since the audience needs to understand, the script can be familiar to the audience, and the libretto can add some popular elements, but this is not the most important thing!"

"What's the most important thing?" Cheng Ruhai was anxious when he heard this, and looked at Su Shao eagerly with a curious baby look on his face.

Not only him, but almost everyone is waiting for Su Shao's answer.

What is the most important thing?
Su Shao, "It's packaging and publicity!"

This term is very new to the older generation.

Su Shao explained slowly, "Just like the previous actors, if they sing well and look good, they will be followed by a group of audiences. As more and more people follow, they will have a cultural influence."

"Actors who are good-looking and good at singing, we have actors in every troupe. But there are people, what is missing is opportunities"

It seems that there is no chance now that those children who learn traditional folk art can appear in the audience's sight.

"Seniors, my major in college is journalism." Su Shao suddenly said something irrelevant.

Wasn't it still talking about the inheritance and development of traditional folk art, why did it suddenly turn to the news?
"Practice what you have learned, this is the truth that I only realized two months ago." Su Shao tilted her head, her soft and charming gaze was vaguely entwined with the man standing in the dark corner.

Song Yan was poked inexplicably, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips also had a heart-warming arc.

He met her two months ago.

At that time, she was really like a salted fish who had nothing to contend with.Just take care of your own affairs, don't think about others at all, think about so many things, let alone stand on stage today, and talk about the life and death of traditional folk art with old traditional folk artists.

The little girl has changed, she doesn't seem so unkind.

She is like a sprout in early spring, from being buried deep in the soil at the beginning, to slowly struggling to break through the soil, and finally growing under the bright and scorching sun, enjoying the light and heat that belongs to her.

In the air, two gentle eyes collided.

Like a tacit understanding, the two of them smiled at the corners of their lips.

"Two months ago, I never felt that the news was of any help to me. Or, I never thought that learning the news would be of any help to the people around me."

Su Shao withdrew her gaze from Song Yan, she turned her head, and her gaze rested on Cheng Ruhai, who had gray temples.

"Little girl, these days, you don't expect Peking Opera to be broadcast on the news, do you?" Xu Minqing sneered at Su Shao's words.

"Mr. Xu, I always thought you were a person with great vision. It seems that I was wrong. Your eyes are all on business. You are full of people who are full of coins. Can you expect him to come up with something to traditional culture? Helpful stuff?" Su Shao looked at Xu Minqing lightly, with an undisguised sarcasm in his eyes.

"You..." Xu Minqing couldn't help sullen.

"Master Xu, this is me, Qiao Yuan." Qiao Fen leaned on a cane and turned to glance at Xu Minqing who was suppressing his anger.

The implication is that Xu Minqing is speaking clearly.

Xu Minqing clenched his back teeth on both sides of his mouth.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel that there was a knife-like gaze looking at him in the dark.

Very light, but with a heavy menace.
"News is real-time hotspots, and it is also something that the masses pay attention to." Su Shao was too lazy to talk to Xu Minqing. She looked at the people off the stage and continued to say seriously, "Take the entertainment industry as an example. In recent years, the audience has paid more attention to it. It’s some talent shows. Any boy group or girl group can be packaged on the Internet and gain a lot of fans.”

"The entertainment industry can make a talent show, and our traditional folk art, of course, can also make a group debut!"

Form a group?

Debut?

Can this work?
Confusion appeared on the faces of the older generation, but among the seats, there were many young people who were learning traditional folk art. When they heard this idea, their eyes lit up instantly.

yes!Those who sing and dance can make their debut, why can't they sing Peking Opera, Pingtan, Jingyun Dagu and Xihe Dagu?
Especially the casting of roles in Peking Opera, they are extremely picky about their facial features. After removing their makeup, they are no worse than those little fresh meats. They are even much superior, with stronger business ability!
"Seniors, the new era belongs more to young people. Only by letting young people accept traditional folk art can we better inherit and carry forward this art. In a young way, let young people accept traditional folk art and let them see it. See the charm of traditional folk art, and see the hardships and dedication of the folk artists."

"Hanfu, cross talk, storytelling, these things have become popular in recent years. I believe that Peking Opera and all traditional folk arts can also survive the cold winter and usher in the dawn."

Su Shao gestured to Qiao Ge.

Qiao Ge understood, and immediately asked the housekeeper to come out with a stack of thick documents.

"This is a plan related to the talent show, and it was created by a famous brokerage company in City A."

"This is a talent show related to traditional folk art. Let's name it for the time being—Brother Quyi who plays and sings!"

　In the middle of the night, I just want to say! ! ! !The barbecue is really delicious~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)