Mushroom Hut.
Shen Yi had already changed back into his casual clothes and returned to the hall.
"Why are you all looking at me like that?”
Shen Yi touched his face. Ever since he came back, Teacher He and the others had been staring at him.
"Thank you, Shen Yi. It was you who made us rediscover the charm of Peking opera.”
Teacher He thanked Shen Yi very solemnly. If it weren't for Shen Yi, they would still think that Beijing opera was the kind of artistic performance that was high and unpopular.
But today, through Shen Yi's song," Red Actress," they had a new understanding of Peking opera.
It turned out that it could also blend perfectly with modern pop music.
"Shen Yi, if it wasn't for this song, I would still be prejudiced against Beijing opera.”
Peng Peng nodded emotionally. The shock that Shen Yi had left behind was too deep.
When Shen Yi heard what Teacher He and Peng Peng said, his face was filled with a bitter smile.
"Actually, Peng Peng, you said that you have a prejudice against Beijing opera, but in fact, Beijing opera itself also has arrogance and prejudice.”
Shen Yi's gaze was faint as he spoke with a deep meaning.
Pride and prejudice were also the reasons for the downfall of Beijing opera.
Peking opera had its own set of artistic aesthetics, but this kind of artistic aesthetics was also an important factor that restricted the development of Peking opera.
This set of aesthetics had built a high threshold for Beijing opera.
The audience was blocked by this threshold, so it could only become a niche art.
Peking opera had stopped the general public from entering, so the common people naturally treated it in the same way.
Pride and prejudice never existed in isolation.
If he wanted Peking opera to flourish, he had to let it come down from the altar and reach the masses.
Shen Yi, who had lived two lives, could roughly see some of the reasons for the decline of Peking opera.
Everyone in the mushroom house fell silent when they heard Shen Yi's regretful tone.
His expression and his self-analysis of Peking opera told everyone how much he loved Peking opera.
Sob, sob, sob. I'm so touched. I can hear how much Shen Yi loves Beijing opera. He's a true artist.
Shen Yi once again made me look at him in a different light. Not only did he let us re-understand Beijing opera, but he also faced the problems of Beijing opera itself. He deserves respect.
Not to mention anything else, just Shen Yi's words just now were already much more brilliant than those so-called artists.
Compared to Shen Yi, those young hunks were nothing. They only used singing and dancing as a tool to make money.
This was the virtue an artist should have. She believed that Shen Yi would definitely make Beijing opera better in the future.
Shen Yi's words made everyone in the mushroom house fall into deep thought.
In fact, what Shen Yi said, some other ancient industries might not necessarily not exist.
"I have deep feelings for what Shen Yi said. In fact, how can our drama industry be better than Beijing opera?”
"Art comes from life. It's right to be higher than life, but it can never be separated from life.”
Huang Lei felt the same way. He had been working hard to promote plays to the public for many years, but the results were minimal.
After listening to Shen Yi's words, he felt that he had to think about whether the play itself had similar problems.
Shen Yi smiled and said deeply,"Teacher Huang is right. Art can't ride on the heads of the masses.”
He suddenly remembered a poem he had memorized in his previous life, so he changed it a little and brought it over.
In the next second.
Teacher He and the others looked at Shen Yi in a daze. His words just now had given them a fright.
They couldn't imagine that such simple yet profound philosophical words would come from the mouth of a 21-year-old youth.
You can't ride on the heads of the masses. You have to bend down to be the cattle and horses of the masses.
This sentence seemed extremely ordinary, but if one thought about it carefully, one would feel extremely terrifying.
"I really didn't expect that a young man like you, Shen Yi, would actually think more thoroughly than us.”
Teacher He looked at Shen Yi in a daze and sighed.
"Brother, I'll call you brother in the future. What you said just now was too good.”
Peng Peng gave Shen Yi a thumbs up and said seriously.
This time, even Shen Yi reacted. This was a parallel world. There were some things that he was used to in his previous life that had never appeared here.
For example, the original poem that he had just said had never appeared in this world.
F * ck, what is Shen Yi trying to imply? He's too right. He's practically speaking to my heart.
You can't ride on the heads of the masses, you have to bend down to be the cattle and horses of the masses. What a good saying!
Shen Yi was so talented that he felt like he could become a poet.
I've fallen in love. This is what others say. It starts with looks, is loyal to talent, and is trapped in character. From now on, I'm Shen Yi's brainless fan.
Who wasn't? No wonder Shen Yi's poem," Red Legs," was so well written. The words that came out of his mouth were so thoughtful and deep.
Ps2: If you have any songs that you like, you can leave a message in the book review section. The author will listen to it and try his best to write it into the book. Thank you for your support!!! He couldn't keep it at ten chapters tomorrow, but at least five chapters. He could continue to release it the day after tomorrow. As long as everyone supported him, the author could continue to work hard!!!
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