I just want to be an actor

Chapter 26 Listen to him "Peach Blossom Fan"

[Note: (1) Deputy at the end: The name of the role in the opera, generally playing the role of the secondary and slightly older man in the play. (2) Out: A passage of legendary singing, equivalent to a scene in a modern drama. (3) Die Lian Hua, Man Ting Fang, and Bei Wei Hua: the name of the lyrics in the song. 】

"Two four. Six. Seven. Old man."

Counting the steps with his mouth, he greeted the row of chairs he got along with recently, and Ye Yiwen searched for the familiar position according to his impression in the dark.

He searched and searched, but his eyes were fixed on the curtain on the stage, for fear of missing the first appearance, and he didn't care about his feet.

After all, if you are an old fan, then when you listen to Nanxi Opera, you will value the first appearance the most.

Southern opera, represented by Kunqu opera, has to follow the rules left by the ancestors before singing the whole story.

As usual, a good show.

Then there is no shortage of "starting at the end of the deputy" or "family always".

According to the old rules, the deputy should go on stage first.He had to sing the opening scene well before he could announce the curtain call.This is a general introduction to all the story content of the whole play that wrote this legend.It can also be considered as helping the writer of this play to sing out the turmoil, love and hatred in his heart when he wrote the pen.

This "Xiansheng" of "Peach Blossom Fan" is just abiding by the old rules in other legends, and it wants to sing Mr. Dongtang's affection.

As soon as the first voice came out, it was the soul of "Peach Blossom Fan".

If you miss it, this song will be for nothing.

Ye Yiwen prefers the song "Man Ting Fang" in the prelude, and after singing "Peach Blossom Fan" one by one, every time he hears those few lines of ecstasy, he should pay for his old life.

"A good relationship is hard to renew, the upstairs is fierce, and the bottom of the prison is sinking."

"The peach blossom fan, the altar of the altar was crushed, and I pointed to the labyrinth."

Just in time.

Ye Yiwen stumbled, and then turned his head to look at the road, and saw a figure in an orange vest at a glance.He thought that when he bought a ticket today, he saw that the seat next to his had already been bought.It seems that the place next to Mr. Orange Vest is his own.

"Borrow light."

Ye Yiwen jumped over the legs of the orange vest.Borrowing this way, he also took a look at this opera friend.Hey, this hat is almost the same as mine, even the vest is the same color, what a coincidence.And you can vaguely see that the face is very young.

This younger generation still loves to listen to Nanxi and Kunqu Opera.

That's charcoal lost in the dark, hard to find.

But coincidentally, it was due to the fate of a play, and it was more important to watch the play.

"Ouch."

Ye Yiwen stared at the screen again, and spread himself out on the flip chair like a pancake.Fortunately, these are all sofa-like rows of chairs, and it doesn't hurt to spread them out.

"Ah!"

A muffled sound like knocking on a clapper suddenly drew everyone's attention to the stage.

"Mr. Antique, who is like me? It's not jade or copper, it's covered in paste."

"The remnant soul has no companions, so why hide when people laugh at you."

"Old hate."

The first impression attracted people's attention, and the deputy director got a good role. I haven't seen the person yet. The tone of his voice was half sad and half self-deprecating. It made everyone's eyes fly to the stage and stretch their necks. I stared at it for a long time.

Only the sharp-eyed saw the old-fashioned attire with a white beard, with a felt scarf wrapped around his forehead, Qingyun Daoist gown, and a hand stroking his white beard.

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Unanimously.

Even the movements are the same.

Ye Yiwen and his fellow actors sitting next to him seemed to be separated by a mirror.

With the same tone.

Doing the same action.

shouted the same applause.

Such an extremely weird incident did not cause Ye Yiwen any discomfort or abruptness.Instead, it was just for a split second, as if he was looking at his younger self.

This had to make Ye Yiwen look at the little playmate next to him a few more times.

But when the scene started, the stage was turned on, and the overhead light was turned off, he couldn't see the appearance of this little opera friend clearly, so he gave up and continued listening to the music.The next play has to be listened to carefully. At the end of this song, Die Lianhua is sung, and after meeting the audience, these strange old friends, and talking about recent experiences, it is time to sing "Man Ting Fang".

"Young Master Hou Sheng."

"Young Master Hou Sheng."

Sing this favorite word together with that song.

But Ye Yiwen found that the little theater friend next to him was also singing Man Ting Fang intoxicatedly just like himself.

Same rhythm, same tune.

Even the transliteration that I groped for, also sang the seven-point truth.

Boy, do all these frets taste like this?
If it weren't for being impolite, this bad old man would even have stretched out his hand to take off the hat of the little actor next to him, and got closer to take a good look.But still resisting his curiosity, Ye Yiwen continued to enjoy this good show.

If a book of Peach Blossom Fan is to be sung completely, it will take at least two days and two nights.

Not to mention whether the actors can stand it, even the audience can't stand it!

Therefore, "Peach Blossom Fan" by the Kunqu Opera Troupe is a classic "one play, two watching" system, which is divided into full version and selected venues.There is something to be said about the selection of venues, and today is the venue of the whole book.But even if it is the full version, it is a [-]% condensed version of the original, telling a complete story with the essence.But even this would take a full four hours.

Although it is not easy to meet a little opera friend who has the same taste, the same hobbies, and similar temperament under this stage.But Ye Yiwen still felt that in less than an hour, the little friend next to him would have to leave the table and never return.

If a person can calculate three things in his life, he can imitate Zhuge and become a demon.

But Ye Yiwen would never have thought that the young man beside him would sit on the bench for four hours.

And at the beginning it was exactly the same as myself, after two episodes, it became one singing and one harmonizing.It was as if Ye Yiwen's disgust was not aroused by Ye Yiwen's previous imitation show.Afterwards, the two sang and watched the play together, which was really very lively.

If Ye Yiwen were to describe that feeling, it would be that Zhuge Kongming met Liu Huangshu like a fish in water.

This little opera friend didn't try to curry favor, nor did he have any active communication.

The demeanor at the beginning was so natural that Ye Yiwen even felt that he was 40 years ago and traveled to this moment just to meet him under the stage at this moment.The kind of replica-like performance is not impressive in action.

The emotions emanating from that little friend made one believe that he was the same as Ye Yiwen.

And for the following aria, the little opera friend insisted on using the lyrics and songs in this "Peach Blossom Fan" to sing and laugh with himself.

Even when I was really excited about watching the play, amidst the applause from the whole house, I improvised some small knowledge and exquisiteness.He can pick it up for himself without any trace, so that his interest in opera is firmly filled. His attainments and pondering of this opera should be solid.

It was the first time in his life that he met such a satisfying playmate.

Why was there no such figure under the old city wall of Lao Sijiu City before?
It's a pity that they all talk about theater friends and theater friends. That's the fate of a play.

If one game is over, the fate is over.

The song ends.

There is more or less this meaning.

You and I were strangers at the end of the world before the play, and we are still strangers at the end of the world after the play.

That is to say, it is the fate that connects this play, from the beginning of the opening to the ending of the north.

Listen to the last word of Beiwei falling.

The four-hour "Peach Blossom Fan" has come to an end.

This central state, the ebb and flow of the tide, the clouds turning and the clouds changing, the flowers blooming and falling, should have a taste, each spectator keeps it in his heart, and savors it carefully when he returns to the mansion.

This good show is over, and there is a scene, and the aftertaste is gone.

The ceiling lights of the theater have not yet been turned on, and although the curtain has fallen on the stage, the most touching tunes in the play are still playing.

Surrounded in the darkness, Ye Yiwen felt that his heart was empty. He was actually quite greedy to have such a good actor who understands his thoughts. It's a pity.

"Old Ye, come here uninvited, how offensive."

An elegant and gentle voice sounded from Ye Yiwen's side. These words injected a light into Ye Yiwen's eyes, but after the light passed, it became complicated again.

He is an old monster who has been around for many years. Does he have any thoughts about the uninvited visitor?

(End of this chapter)