Wang Yi's eyes widened.
In her impression, the old man was always cheerful.
It seemed that as long as he could hold a cigarette in his mouth and hear the sounds of Beijing opera.
His days had always been peaceful and comfortable.
This was the first time Wang Yi had seen such a dejected look.
Suddenly!
Wang Yi seemed to have understood!
As the executive director of " Yearning ", he naturally understood the audience of this show.
He Jiong and Teacher Huang could be considered old artistes.
People in their thirties and forties were no strangers to them.
And the young people who liked Peng Peng, Star Art, Zi Feng, and the others were mostly young people born in the 90s and 2000s.
Therefore!
The crowd that yearned to be covered.
They were probably young people in their teens to middle-aged people in their forties!
As for old people like his grandfather…
It wasn't that they didn't have the chance to watch TV, but that they didn't know the celebrities on TV anymore!
If…
If he could hire a real opera actor.
She was a famous actress who stood on the stage and was sought after by her grandfather!
Then, was it the yearning for this episode?
It could become a show that attracted the attention of the elderly!!!
But…
A new problem arose.
In Wang Yi's impression.
The opera style that young people liked now was not those opera actors with painted faces on the stage.
Instead, he used a "dramatic tone", another way that young people preferred, to interpret the art of opera!
This was also the biggest reason why he was conflicted about who to invite as a permanent guest.
Thinking of this!
Wang Yi took a deep breath and gently patted her grandfather's shoulder.
Then, she asked softly," It's like this, Grandpa.
We've recently prepared a program.
Yearning.
You know, right?"
"The one you directed?”
"Yes, Yearning. It's a variety show that I directed.”Looking at the old man's desperate thinking, Wang Yi was more or less touched.
One had to know that this variety show was mostly targeted at young people.
It was already not easy for the old man to know about this show at the age of 90.
He probably only paid attention to it because it was a show directed by his grandson.
" I know…" The old man thought for a long time and seemed to have remembered." They're celebrities that young people like."
Just live like an ordinary person."
"Yes, yes!" Wang Yi replied. It seemed that the old man did know about this show.
The old man waved his hand." I know it's your show. I watched a few episodes.
But I don't know those celebrities…
I'm old, I can't keep up with the pace of you young people…"
Wang Yi sighed in her heart.
He was already in his forties.
However, in the old man's eyes, he was still a young man.
Perhaps this was something he had never considered before.
Yearning was a lifestyle variety show, but for the elderly in the family, it was indeed out of touch.
Celebrities like He Jiong and Chef Huang were strangers to them.
Not to mention Peng Yixing and the others of the younger generation.
He sighed in his heart.
Wang Yi also quickly started the topic.
"Grandpa, it's like this.
Don't you know Beijing opera?
Our program this week is related to Beijing opera.
It says that in order to help with the cultural heritage, our program team has invited a resident guest from the Peking opera world!”
To be honest.
Wang Yi now felt that it was really important to ask her grandfather's opinion.
It was not only because his grandfather was a standard opera fan.
It was also because Grandpa represented the elderly!
If she yearned to be liked by an old man like her grandfather.
Not only would it fulfill his filial piety dream, but it would also allow the viewership ratings for the new episode to achieve a qualitative leap!
After all, no matter which variety show it was before, it probably did not include the younger segment of the elderly.
" Oh..." The old man's wrinkled face became much more serious." I know the resident guest. He's the host of the show."
If you want to invite people from the Beijing opera industry as permanent guests, that means you want to invite opera artists, right?
However, I don't really understand this thing.
Tell me what you think first."
Wang Yi nodded hurriedly.
The old man understood much more than he had imagined.
The old man wanted to hear his thoughts.
Wang Yi thought about it and felt that it was better to compromise with the young audience first.
After all, the young audience was the main force of the netizens.
So he explained to the old man.
"Grandpa, I think young people nowadays prefer melodramatic songs.
It was a song with Beijing opera elements.
Therefore, I plan to hire a celebrity who sings opera songs.”
There was nothing wrong with what he said.
After all, most young people nowadays liked opera through the opera.
Even Wang Yi himself felt that opera was another form of Peking opera.
It could even be said that it was an innovation that was more easily accepted by young people.
However, the old man sitting in front of the table did not seem to know what the so-called drama was.
She was puzzled." The opera style…Which school of Beijing opera is that?”
In order to let the old man understand.
Wang Yi took out her phone and searched for the most popular actor at the moment, Li Mengkun.
He explained to the old man as he searched for his songs on his phone.
"Acting…should belong to a new genre.
It was a pop song sung with the singing style of an opera.
To put it bluntly, it was a song with opera elements.
It was also a new form of opera.
This form was very popular among young people.
This Li Mengkun was a very famous opera singer.
He had a good voice and was handsome. All the young people liked him!
He once said that he would represent the art of opera and carry forward the quintessence of Chinese culture.
To be honest, he was also the best candidate for this guest.”
But…
These words.
The old man's expression seemed to have become a little ugly.
The wrinkles on his forehead were tightly knitted together.
Even the hand holding the walking stick tightened.
However, the old man was still sitting in front of the table. He used his walking stick to poke the ground and said calmly,
"There's a video of him singing. Let me take a look…"
After saying that, the old man took out a pair of presbyopic glasses that he had not used for a long time from his pocket.
He placed it on the bridge of his nose.
" Yes, I've already found it..." Wang Yi said as she brought the video that she had already found over." Grandpa, look..."
He put on his presbyopic glasses.
The old man, who had been listening to opera for more than 60 years, moved closer to his grandson's phone screen.
"Oh? Mount Dingjun?
This is a good show!"
After sighing, the old man continued to stare at his grandson's phone screen.
On the screen, there was a young man with makeup that looked like a ghost.
Accompanied by the dynamic rhythm, under the flashing lights on the stage, she sang in a falsetto that was neither male nor female.
"Life and death are like weeds in a chaotic world
Waiting for the wind to howl and cause the sparks to burn
Fate is hard to predict, fools are all trapped in a prison
A proud laugh to the east, the sunrise as the sign
The head is connected to the drum and the rice is made.
Two drums tighten the battle robe
Three-way Drum Blade Unsheathed
Four drums, hand over the soldiers…"
The drum had just finished singing.
A loud bang shocked Wang Yi, who was holding the phone!
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