There is a dragon in my fish pond

Chapter 342
This Chen Jianguo was also the pillar of the team's performance back then. With this shout, all the old and young men who sang model operas with Chen Jianguo gathered together in Kaoshan Village.

Li Yafan took out his spare time and went to meet them. The youngest of these individuals is now over 50 years old. Li Yafan can't help but wonder if they will perform on stage again. As soon as Li Yafan said this, everyone, young and old, would come Excited.This kind of board opera style, that is to say, come as soon as you say it.

"Drink the celebration wine today"

"Don't drink."

"Grandma, listen to me"

"Do not listen."

The originally relatively quiet room suddenly sang all kinds of model operas, this professional level Li Yafan saw it, the sound of the whole room almost knocked Li Yafan out of the room.

Although Li Yafan has never seen a model play, he had a music class in junior high school. A music teacher at that time said that the real singing happens from the dantian. If you sing in the room, someone comes in and hears If your voice has a feeling of being popped out, then this person is an expert in singing.

Although such a board play is not the same thing as singing, the reasoning should be similar. Li Yafan told everyone that there is nothing to do these days, so stretch your arms and legs well, and don't fall on the stage. I bumped into it.Then the guilt would be great.

On the other side, Li Yafan rented a table from the county seat, and asked Chen Yuanhao to help Chen Jianguo find out what was lacking, and help the old men buy it.

On the other hand, the news that Li Yafan was about to perform a model play in the village spread directly, and the door of Li Yafan's house was about to be crowded.

Some are villagers, some are tourists, and they come directly to ask when the model opera will be performed. Li Yafan far underestimated people's enthusiasm for the model opera. unexpected.

Li Yafan preliminarily set a time, which will be next Sunday. He heard from the older generation in the village that the threshing ground used to be a place for putting on stage. Set at the threshing floor.

The sky had just dawned, the sky was clear, and the day was slowly driving the darkness to the horizon. Under the leadership of Chen Jianguo, a group of old men performed morning exercises, climbed to the top of the mountain, and practiced "babbling" to the east.

There are still three days before the performance. Chen Jianguo knows that this is not only a performance, but an opportunity given to him by Li Yafan. If the effect of the performance is good, there may be many performances in the future. No result.

Li Yafan also saw the hard work of these old men, and couldn't help but secretly prayed for this group of old men with dreams. With the help of Chen Yuanhao, he rented a bunch of costumes from the grand theater in the county seat.

Sending the performance schedule to the desk in Li Yafan's office, Li Yafan reviewed it carefully.

Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy, the first three acts of Shajiabang, and The Story of the Red Lantern were all works that were particularly familiar to people of that period.

The day before the performance, the stage on the side of the threshing floor was also set up. Just the rehearsal of the old man and the old ladies with makeup attracted the attention of many people.

Of course, among these people, there are also young people who come to watch out of curiosity, but most of them are villagers and tourists who have experienced that era.

At that time, their youngest was five or six years old, and the older one was in their 20s, but now they are either old people who are dying, or middle-aged men in their 50s or [-]s.

On the night of the performance, the big guys had finished their dinner early, brought the old and the young together, carried the small bench, grabbed a seat in front, and sat down.

Humans are very strange. When watching model plays at the time, I felt very boring, but after three or 40 years, watching such a model play, I can't tell the intimacy.

Aren't youth quotations popular now? Li Yafan couldn't help thinking, maybe these old people, when they saw a model play, they thought of their own youth.

Soon in this threshing field, a dense crowd gathered, a few young people, and the nimble young people behind them climbed up the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and looked on the stage.

Because the conditions are limited, there are almost no sets and so on, and there is no need for actors to perform from beginning to end. It will have to be performed tomorrow, that is, the actors wear clothes that are more in line with the background of the times, and they just sing a few classic arias.

With the crisp, rhythmic drumbeats, the beat immediately started, and the old "model" Chen Jianguo played a fan, and came up with a classic aria of "Take the Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom".

". Sprinkling blood to write about Spring and Autumn."

Li Yafan noticed that when the old model sang this classic aria on stage, many people in the audience shed tears, and they might also think of their own youth.

To say that although this old model has been separated for decades, he sang several classic arias of "Take the Tiger Mountain Out of Wisdom" without blushing or panting. Still didn't drop it.

There are also those grandpas and grandmas who play the erhu and are accompanied by all kinds of jadeware. They are also proficient in their work, and they can't be more proficient.

At the end of the song, there was thunderous applause. Liu Wanyang was taking pictures under the stage with a SLR camera in her hand. This is what Li Yafan told me before. Take a few more photos and put them on the website so that more people can see them. arrive.

Two hours passed, and Li Yafan was surprised to find that, except for a few children who felt bored and left, the rest of the people were motionless, as if they had returned to the chaotic era with the sound of the board opera.

"Yeah!"

Even Secretary Zhao was intoxicated by it and couldn't extricate himself.

At around eleven o'clock in the evening, the curtain call came to an end, and the people who watched the excitement were reluctant to leave for a long time, and a few tourists cried loudly.

Maybe it was because of this kind of drama that brought back some unbearable memories, no matter what, the hanging stone in Li Yafan's heart can be regarded as letting go, because he knows that this is considered a success.

As for the future, Li Yafan will start to think about how to insert this kind of drama into the characteristics of the mountain village, so that people who come here can enjoy the model drama that is about to be submerged by the torrent of history.

The sky was intensely black, and the moonlight and starlight filled the entire village.

"Drink hard today, celebrate the victory, and never stop swearing until the ambition is unpaid."

Li Yafan hummed an excerpt from "Taking Tiger Mountain Outwitted" and went home happily.

(End of this chapter)