Perhaps the old man was being a little extreme.
However, it could not be denied that the standards of some things in the country were uneven!
Not all ancient costumes were Han costumes, and not all falsetto was opera.
Under the fast-paced lifestyle today, fast-food entertainment also came into being.
Most young people didn't like culture and arts that took a long time to develop.
It wasn't that this wasn't good.
However, they would not have the energy and time to understand the true essence of culture and art.
As for an old man like the old man…
He liked things like Beijing opera. The more he chewed, the more delicious it became.
Of course, this was also related to that era.
For this group of elderly people.
The dramas at that time were like the pop songs now.
It was just that it had been too long since then.
Back then, those young people who were hugging the radio and listening to the opera in the corner.
Some were gathered below the stage, cheering loudly for the actors on stage.
Now, they had already become old men with half of their bodies buried in the yellow soil.
Most of these old men were dizzy.
…………
The pear blossoms bloomed and fell like rain and mud.
In this life, I will only go for one person.
Pear blossoms see beauty, snow petals shy.
This is called shame flower.
It was already the end of June, and the pear blossoms had already finished blooming.
And this song, along with Mao Qingsheng's Weibo, began to slowly drift across the land of China.、
This "Ode to Pear Blossom" was the theme song of the newly edited historical Peking opera "The Imperial Concubine of the Tang Dynasty" in his previous life!
Someone once commented on this Beijing song.
"The lyrics are elegant and the mood is deep. The aftertaste is long and touching.”
The unique singing style of the Plum Sect made this song about Yang Guifei.
There was less resentment, but more magnanimity and infatuation!
…………
In the Beijing National Drama Academy's dormitory.
A few girls surrounded Lin Ke and were at a loss.
"What's wrong? Little Keke was smiling like a flower when she came back. Why did she cry when she heard this song?”
"I cried the second time. I cried once this morning when I listened to 'The Drunken New Concubine.'”
" To be honest, when I sang this song, I also had the urge to cry, but it wasn't to the extent of crying my eyes out…"
As the girls discussed, they comforted the most obedient girl in the dormitory.
Finally, Lin Ke raised his head.
Looking at her roommate's expression, her tears turned into laughter.
"It's nothing. I just missed a few friends after listening to this song.”
Xuan Mei pinched her little face." To think that you're a martial arts singer on the stage. Will you cry when you beat the tiger to death when you sing 'Wu Song Fights the Tiger'?”
" Impossible!!" Lin Ke wiped her face and sniffled.
After he recovered, he asked again," What do you think of this song?”
Xuan Mei thought for a moment." Crisp, bright, sweet, moist, and wide!
It was neither new nor old!
This was the singing style of the Plum Sect, and it was very good!
The few pillars of the Capital Theater in Huaxia were only at this level!”
She was a female lead, so she could tell the difference between good and bad!
Another quiet girl continued.
"En en, I think so too!
Other than his voice, his tone was calm and natural.
One could tell that he was a real actor who sang opera every day!”
A well-built girl had hearts in her eyes.
"You guys only studied singing and didn't hear the last part?
That voice sounded young, and male actors were all very handsome.
Ahhhh, I'm going to fall in love!”
Yes…
Zhuang Lu had pressed her phone to death after listening to this song.
She didn't hear that there was another sentence ten seconds after the song.
"A popular song with an opera tune doesn't necessarily mean that it's an opera.
This "Ode to Pear Blossom" was different from "The Drunken New Noble Concubine", although the singing style was the plum style.
But in the end, Ode to Pear Blossom was just a Beijing song.
opera songs, Beijing songs, opera.
He couldn't say which one was better, but it had to be what it was.
This principle, whether it was those who listened to the opera or those who listened to the songs, they all had to understand.”
Of course, Ye Ziqing said this to Mao Qingsheng.
Ye Ziqing's original intention was to ask the old man to explain when the two songs were released.
The old master wanted to save trouble, so there was nothing that he could not let others hear.
He simply put it in.
However, in the ears of some people, the calm and clear male voice at the end made people's imaginations run wild.
…………
At the same time, in the principal's office of the Beijing National Drama Academy.
Feng Yi stared at the phone screen.
Why was someone posting Mao Qingsheng's Weibo on their WeChat Moments?
He had just quarreled with this old fellow!
This old thing actually boasted shamelessly.
To let a troupe formed by a twenty-something-year-old kid come to his own school to pick students!
Who knew what this old thing was thinking!
What era is this? There's still an opera troupe!
So what if he was Boss Ye Hongxue's disciple?
He had seen a lot of people who didn't have much ability now but relied on the reputation of their sect to earn money.
Therefore, he directly ignored this post!
It continued to refresh.
Another one!
What the hell!
Mao Qingsheng playing the Huqin…%%…#@ ￥ %
This voice! This Plum Sect's singing was superb! Does anyone know him?
Curiosity killed the cat.
Hiss…
Principal Feng Yi hesitated.
How about…
Should he open it to take a look?
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