Private Partner Bureau of Folklore Series

Under Chen Junping's stern beating, Deng Zhirong had to revise and revise his already satisfied thesis.But he didn't complain, because it was only during the revision process that he realized that he thought he knew very well about Cantonese opera creation, but in fact he only knew a little bit about it. --Oh no!It's only touched|reached the rough edges, not even the skin.

During this period of time, what Chen Junping taught him was at most: "Look at what you wrote in high school! It's not as good as shit! Look at your so-called thesis now! It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense ! Rewrite!” The text is the content, and the theory is the music theory.

Deng Zhirong also learned from Mr. Zhao that Chen Junping knew the class leader who had received his so-called ditty before, so he naturally knew what he wrote at that time.But he didn't expect that after so many years, the class leader still kept the draft of the ditty.

He nodded, picked up the paper manuscript that had been scattered all over the place, and went back to revise it.

Watching him go away, Chen Junping really appreciates his calm character.In fact, Deng Zhirong's thesis was already very good, but in her opinion, there were still shortcomings. Although she knew that the other party was still thinking about what to submit for the semi-finals, she still couldn't help but hope that he would do it more perfectly.

Deng Zhirong was thinking about the possible mistakes in the thesis while walking, but he didn't realize that when he passed by the teachers and classmates, everyone consciously avoided to avoid bumping into him.

——As for him appearing on campus like this, the teachers and students of Xingshuo Academy all said that they are used to it.If you get hit, don't bother with him, because he won't notice anyone in front of him at all, and will continue to immerse himself in his own world, ignoring the outside world and what happened to him.

The amazing thing is that even though Deng Zhirong was wandering, he didn't even try to go outside the sidewalk. ——This is one of the seven wonders of Xingshuo Academy.

But everyone in the academy is used to it, so it doesn't mean outsiders know about it.So Jiang Yuanfeng was lucky enough to bump into the master. He supported Deng Zhirong, who was still wandering like a ghost, and saw that the other party was completely immersed in his own thoughts. He felt helpless and asked a passing student, "This is a student from your school." Do you know which class he is in?"

The man turned his head and looked amused, "Hey, just now my aunt called and asked me to find someone. Thank you!" Turning to Deng Zhirong, he sang: "By the embankment, there are many branches of red lychees, and the sky is shining brightly on the river. ..."

Before he finished singing, and before Jiang Yuanfeng frowned when he heard his voice that was completely out of tune, Deng Zhirong had already come to his senses, turned his head and looked at the singer for a while, "Enough, Xiao Fanzi, you still want to sing?" How long are you going to torture me like this? Hey?" Only then did he realize that he was supported by someone, and he said to Jiang Yuanfeng embarrassedly: "I seem to be distracted again, sorry..."

Jiang Yuanfeng waved his hand, "Do you know where Professor Chen Junping is?"

Chen Zifan smiled and said, "This guy is Professor Chen's apprentice, let him take you there."

Deng Zhirong was helpless, "My thesis has just been beaten back, but I don't dare to be scolded again. Could you please take him there?"

Chen Zifan knew that he was going home, so he was not at ease, "Are you okay?"

Deng Zhirong also knew his own bad habits, nodded, "I'll think about it when I get home, thank you." Chao Jiang Yuanfeng nodded, and walked away quickly.

The day of the semi-finals was getting closer, and Chen Junping stopped talking about the thesis, and only asked Deng Zhirong to show her the script she had compiled.

Looking at the manuscript full of vigorous fonts and traces of revisions in his hand, Chen Junping was even more satisfied with this student. In this computer age where an article can be given with just a flick of a finger, Deng Zhirong can still write a letter stroke by stroke. Writing and revising the manuscript shows that he is really passionate about Cantonese opera.

Looking at the content of the script again, he was able to integrate what she taught him recently into the script, "How did you write this script?"

Deng Zhirong said what he saw in the book and what he thought of afterward.

Chen|Junping nodded secretly, "Then what do you do when you compose dialogues and arias?"

"Write while humming."

"Is this intended to be sung by myself?... There is something wrong with this passage, please show me it on the spot?" Although many Cantonese opera screenwriters will tailor lyrics and music for the singer to suit their own voice and personality characteristics, such as Deng Zhirong For those who are new to their debut, it is easier to write one for themselves.

Deng Zhirong took the manuscript paper, took out a pen, and thought about the problematic paragraph.After a while, I fell into thinking completely, and subconsciously hummed along with the aria in the paragraph.

Chen|Junping could hear that what he was humming were two pieces of music that were very similar but had different moods.This is a special feature of Cantonese opera. In the so-called "new wine in old bottles", ditties are recycled, and new words can be used for words, but they must conform to the structure of "Qiziqing" and the combination with "Banghuang".

"Qiziqing" refers to the structure of the singing method. Each sentence of seven characters is divided into two beats, each with six beats.The first meal is four words, and the second meal is three words.Each sentence is sung from the back of the bottom board (singing from the ding position), and the board position is closed, without sequence.Of course, the seven characters are not a certain sentence structure. The jargon that exceeds the number of characters is called 孭子, virtual characters, and Biaotou characters.

"Banghuang" is the collective name of Bangzi and Erhuang.During the reign of Emperor Yongzheng in the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, Western Qin opera entered Cantonese, and bangzi became an important tune of early Cantonese opera; and later, Erhuang entered Cantonese, and Cantonese opera became a genre with the combination of bang and yellow as the main tune, which belongs to the ban tune style.

It sounded like Deng Zhirong was struggling with which song to use for this passage, and Chen Junping didn't bother him, and turned around to go about her own business.

Amidst Deng Zhirong's low humming, the door suddenly opened.Chen|Junping looked towards the door, "You've come here very diligently recently."

As soon as Jiang Yuanfeng opened the door, he noticed two people in the small office. He first looked at Chen Junping, and then turned his head to look at the person humming softly. He found that he didn't notice himself, and said in a low voice: " Didn’t you say visit the thatched cottage three times? You are the authority in this area, if you don’t attend, the competition will be much inferior.”

Chen|Junping looked at his gaze and smiled, "Even you know this kid's special physique! To get his attention back, you have to sing a little song... I'm looking forward to your singing."

Jiang Yuanfeng shrugged indifferently, "Could it be that I sang and he came back to his senses, so you will attend?"

Chen|Junping leaned back in the chair, folded her arms, "Let's talk."

Reluctantly, Jiang Yuanfeng walked up to Deng Zhirong, picked up a piece of manuscript paper from the side, looked at it carefully for a while, raised his eyebrows and thought about it, and then sang: "I came from thousands of miles away, and we will meet today, even though there are no flowers. The pen, but there are knowing words. The spring breeze under the pen, the wind comes and goes, and it is worth a penny to get off the horse and stop. Splash ink to prove fate, play text games, know the current affairs, and understand the mystery..."

The words are correct and the rhythm is accurate.Deng Zhirong didn't realize it until he heard this paragraph this time, jumped up and said happily: "Thank you, you have solved a big problem for me!" After speaking, he ignored the other party, grabbed the stack of manuscript paper, and started to write.

Jiang Yuanfeng was a little speechless, looking at Chen Junping, wondering if this could be considered as completing the task.

Chen|Junping couldn't stop listening to it. When Jiang Yuanfeng came last time, he knew that this person's voice was very good. Now, when he heard this person singing Lun Wenxu, not only the voice, but also the charm, all fit very well.

Receiving his gaze, Chen Junping looked at the person who was fully engaged again, and turned her head, "I will be there on time."

Jiang Yuanfeng bowed deeply, looked at Deng Zhirong again, and quietly backed out.

Chen|Junping didn't expect that the child would use such an ancient courtesy to her, and she had to go if she didn't.Speaking of which, it was the first time for her to see the live version of "Pushing and Knocking".My fingers couldn't help itching, I grabbed the pen, and created a small script on the spot, singer?Of course it was the two young men.

The story of scrutiny originated in the Tang Dynasty. The poet Jia Dao wrote a poem for the line "The monk knocks (pushes) the door under the moon." He was worried about whether to push or knock. One of the family, Han Yu's car.Han Yu asked him what was the matter, Jia Dao said.Han Yu suggested that he use knock, saying that it was polite to use this word, and it felt louder when he read it.Jia Dao agrees very much, and has become close friends with Han Yu ever since.

The more Chen Junping writes, the more she thinks it is suitable for these two young people. Although as far as she knows, these two people have met twice, and as far as she knows about her disciples, Deng Zhirong doesn't know Jiang Yuanfeng at all, but she just thinks they will reappear. The beautiful talk between Han Yu and Jia Dao back then.

——I have to say that sometimes, the intuition of women, especially women who are screenwriters, is particularly effective.Later, when she learned that the two were together, Chen Junping even admired her own ability of prophecy!

Now she looked at the time, and at the people who were working hard, helplessly, and was searching for something to sing to get his attention back. Deng Zhirong had already finished changing that part, "Teacher, how do you see it now?"

Chen|Junping didn't answer, "Let's pack up and go back. I'll send the manuscript out tomorrow."

This is approved!Deng Zhirong was overjoyed and immediately packed up and left with Chen Junping.

When parting at the station, Chen Junping gave Deng Zhirong a copy of the script she had just written, saying that it was the end of the competition, and all the judges and guests attending the competition would perform a section, and she asked Deng Zhirong to sing this song.

Deng Zhirong took a few glances, "Is this a duet?" He only had the aria of one of them in his hand.

Chen|Junping nodded, "The other person, you can see it on the day of the competition."

Well, Deng Zhirong reluctantly took his things and went home.

Deng's father and Deng's mother knew that their son was going to participate in a competition recently, and they often saw the lights in his room. Knowing that his son was not resting well, they prepared many dishes he liked every day.

Because Deng Zhirong finally had a manuscript that passed the teacher's request, he was in a bright mood and ate too much food. At the end of the day, he told his parents the date of the competition and invited them to watch the competition.

The two elders also wanted to watch their son's game, but they didn't take the spectator tickets his son gave them. They just watched the live broadcast when it came time.Ren's son insisted on his original intention no matter how he persuaded him, so Deng Zhirong had no choice but to give up, and the audience tickets were finally given to Mr. Zhao.

Deng Zhirong, who let go of his worries, slept very soundly that night, and woke up refreshed the next day. After washing up, he still had time to go for a run to practice Qi and hang his throat.

As a tightrope of Cantonese opera, Deng Zhirong, a prospective Cantonese opera screenwriter, can also sing. His voice is very clear and clear, and he often sings some niche roles.Although his friends are not very interested in Cantonese opera, they just like to listen to his Cantonese opera, so when they go to KTV, even if Deng Zhirong doesn't want to be a Maiba, everyone will ask him to sing the whole process.

After hanging his throat, he took out the script given to him by Chen Junping, studied it for a while, and hummed softly.After humming, I felt that something was missing. It didn't mean that the script was missing words or pages, but that the script was originally written by two people, but now he was the only one singing and the lines were only written by one person, which made him feel very depressed.The feeling of not knowing another line was very uncomfortable. After thinking about it, I decided to go home and try to fill in it myself.

Later Chen|Junping found out about this, and compared what he wrote with what she wrote, and there was no big difference!And there is more ancient rhyme, I feel very satisfied, this child can already become a teacher!

The next day is the competition, Chen|Junping asked the disciples not to go to her to receive guidance, but to prepare at home.

Stealing a day of leisure, the manuscript has been sent, knowing that when I think of the script, I will be completely unaware of outside affairs, Deng Zhirong doesn't want to be an otaku anymore, so he just goes out to relax.

In the end, I wandered into the Cantonese Opera Park.But this time he didn't go to see the performance on the other side of the stage, but came to a building imitating the ancient city of the Eastern Han Dynasty on the east side of the park.

The building is large and occupies the entire east side of the park.The thick rivet lion head with copper ring and wooden city gate has been open for a long time, stepping on the steps and walking into the city gate, the style of the Eastern Han Dynasty inside is displayed in front of your eyes.Cars and horses, costumes, etiquette, characters, sculptures, furniture and furnishings, etc., all have the customs and features of Han Fengyi and Han culture.

The whole building is a city. In the city, courtyards, official rooms, and gardens are composed of a broad imitation Han Dynasty building complex, which is divided into three parts: the palace area, the market area and the back garden.In the inner corridor of the hall, there are wax figures of Han Dynasty story characters with both form and spirit; wait.

The two side halls of the palace are exhibition rooms, which introduce the history of Chuyue from the founding of the city to the dynasty.There are snack bars, small tea shops, and small miscellaneous shops in the Shijing District. There are cockfights, birdfights, juggling, acrobatics, martial arts, etc. in the market. Being in it, it is like going back to the prosperous streets and alleys of the Han Dynasty across time and space, reflecting the prosperity of the Han Dynasty. customs.

This building was the only large-scale antique building before the ancient costume film and television city in the neighboring city appeared.When the city's TV stations shoot ancient costume films or Cantonese opera sketches, they often shoot here. Therefore, soon after the completion of the project, it was quickly known by Chuyue citizens, and they visited it one after another.However, today, here...

The vermilion lacquer pillars have become mottled or dim, weeds have grown on the ground, the staff inside have long since left the park, and there are very few tourists. The city was almost transformed into a shop for rent. If the citizens didn't find out in time, the place might already be full of businesses. breath.

Deng Zhirong walked inside, feeling the quiet atmosphere, looking for inspiration, and occasionally humming softly.He fell into his own thoughts again and began to drift in the garden. He didn't know that there was a person watching him not far away, and tapped the time with the passage he was humming.Gradually, his gaze became astonished. What the man floating aimlessly in the garden was humming was not the arias passed down in the market, but a rhyme much older than them!

The author has something to say: I didn’t want to add parentheses...but Du Niang’s information is like this...

PS: Xiao Fanzi sang the one-act Cantonese opera "Bu wok".The meaning of mandarin remedy~

A certain person in Jiang sang the aria of Lun Wenxu in "Lun Wenxu's Destiny Knots and Liu Xiankai".