Jiang Bai's words were powerful and confident.
Especially the last half of the sentence,'I will prove to the world that opera is the eternal god, and Chinese opera is the most awesome!'
Whoosh!
At this moment, there was definitely more than one opera practitioner sitting in front of the screen watching the live broadcast of the life they yearned for.
As the times advanced, opera gradually fell from its glory to the altar. They did not know how much bitterness, bitter tears, and incomprehension they had suffered.
He endured it and performed to prove himself.
But even so, the effect was still minimal.
Accompanying this was performance after performance, and the number of spectators sitting in their seats decreased batch by batch.
Could it be that the opera was really not going to work?
Sometimes, they asked themselves the same question in their hearts. They were filled with confidence and at the same time, they were extremely unwilling!
For the sake of singing, they had practiced as teenagers for ten years and practiced the opera tune 800 times just for one night on stage.
But now, the opera industry was suddenly in a lonesome state. Someone told them that all their hard work had been in vain!
How could they accept this so easily?
Until today.
Jiang Bai's words were powerful and resounding. He wanted to prove to the world that opera was forever a god and that opera was the most awesome!
The folk art workers in front of the screen burst into tears.
At the same time, they sent the same bullet comments:
"Good luck!"
……
Beijing, in the courtyard house.
Great-Grandfather Jiang looked at the phone screen and listened to Jiang Bai's words. His face couldn't help but twitch slightly.
"Alright, alright ~"
"Well said!"
Great-Grandfather Fang smiled sincerely.
Xiao Liuzi and his parents stole a glance at the old master, thinking that it had been a long time since the old master had smiled so happily.
"However, I am curious. How is this kid going to prove this to those ignorant fools?”
Great-Grandfather Fang said with great interest.
……
The live-stream room that they had been yearning for was even more chaotic because of Jiang Bai's words.
The fans who were already supporting Jiang Bai and the art of opera cheered excitedly!
"Brother Jiang is awesome!"
"What domineering words! I love Brother Jiang so much!"
"Brother Jiang, smack those idiots in the face! I can't wait any longer. F * ck!"
Those who didn't like it still scoffed at it…
"What a joke!"
"Are you joking?"
"That kind of outdated thing, even if you can play with it, you still can't change it. It's outdated!”
……
Jiang Bai handed He Jiong a USB and said,""Teacher He, please help me find a sound system. This is the background music I made.”
"Alright!"
He Jiong was embarrassed and ashamed because of the bullet screen, so he quickly helped.
Huang Lei was the same. He even got Jiang Bai a rare item in the mushroom house, a headset, and then asked everyone to move the table away, leaving a spacious living room stage for Jiang Bai.
After everything was done, Huang Lei, He Jiong, Peng Peng, and the others sat on the edge of the living room, their eyes unblinking and looking forward to it.
Jiang Bai snapped his fingers.
He Jiong pressed the remote control!
Melodious music came from the speakers.
It was just background music.
Huang Lei and He Jiong, who were experienced and knowledgeable, looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
"Teacher He, have you heard of it?" the former asked in a low voice.”
"No, I haven't." He Jiong shook his head.
Without a doubt, it was the same as what Jiang Bai had said before. This song was completely original!
"There seems to be the sound of a zither? Or was it the sound of a pipa? Could it be a zither?" Huang Lei made a series of guesses.
" No matter what," He Jiong was shocked." With these instruments, Little Jiang 'er seems to have created a modern song with an ancient charm and a sense of opera!"”
The discussion between the two of them was completely captured. Everyone in the live broadcast room also heard it clearly.
The curses on the bullet screen lessened.
After all, regardless of everything else, Jiang Bai's talent in composing had already shocked everyone.
However, there were also those who were stubborn and still disdained!
"The opera is rubbish!"
"No matter what, it can't be good!”
"If it's not something from the modern era, isn't it ridiculous to sing it in the modern era? What are you guys expecting?"
"Let me remind you guys secretly that the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. I'm waiting for your so-called true love fans to be embarrassed!”
In the background music of the song, an ethereal, drawn-out female voice suddenly appeared. She was singing, humming, and humming…
Everyone looked up in a daze!
The prelude was over.
Jiang Bai started singing in a low voice.
"When the show turns, the sleeves rise and fall ~
Singing sad and happy songs of separation and reunion, it's none of my business
The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound silent
Love in the show, outsiders, who can say ~
」
The first impression was that everyone was the first to come into contact with Jiang Bai, and all they heard was," Big Brother, you play rock and roll. What's the use of playing him?!"”。
Or else, it would be the follow-up to the Inferno's "Dream of Gold, I Dream of a Golden Millet, Spring Rain Doesn't Weed the Intimate Ghost ~"
At this moment, when they heard such a delicate and clear voice, they couldn't help but be stunned, and a strange look flashed across their eyes!
A completely different tone, a completely different voice, all gathered on one person!
"Oh no, I don't understand Brother Jiang anymore.”Peng Peng spoke the truth.
Without a doubt, this song was a modern song!
It was a modern song that everyone could easily accept!
Jiang Bai sang again,"
"I'm used to blending my emotions into the ink ~
So what if I sing through my speech? -
White bones, green ashes, all of me ~
」
He waved his sleeves and a folding fan appeared in his hand as if he was performing a magic trick. The song continued and the tune continued.
However, after the first song, doubts inevitably began to rise in his heart.
Was this song related to the opera?
Could it be that it was related just because she sang about pity?
After all, everyone had heard the words " pink ink ", heard the speech being sung, and also heard the white bones turning into ashes.
Listening to it now, he could roughly confirm that even if this song was not a masterpiece, it could still be rated as a small masterpiece.
However, even if it was a small masterpiece, it was a digress ~
"In troubled times, duckweeds endure to watch the flames of war burn mountains and rivers.
I dare not forget to worry about my country in my humble position,
Even if no one knows me ~
」
At this point, there was a long ending. It seemed to have reached a superb stage. The anti-fans could not wait to seize this opportunity to mock him.
10% off?
Was it really related to the opera?
No matter how powerful you were before, you went off topic first. You can't blame us for continuing to mock you…
Pa!
In the middle of the living room, the long voice came to an end. The folding fan in Jiang Bai's hand suddenly fell to the ground!
He himself seemed to be shocked as well. He lowered his head and did not look up for a long time.
A mistake?
Did he accidentally slip up?
He Jiong, Huang Lei, as well as the countless folk arts artists who supported Jiang Bai and the opera, all felt their hearts tighten.
No! That was not the case!
Because! The background music continued!
It climbed up layer by layer, as if it was preparing for the arrival of the "big" one.
Because, at the next moment!
Rip ~!
Jiang Bai, who had his head lowered, suddenly tore off his green robe!
With a gorgeous turn, the green robe was removed, revealing the curtain, revealing the magnificent performance robe!
And the most stunning thing was that when he raised his head, his face was actually wearing a beautiful makeup that could only be done on stage!
A perfect female character had appeared on stage!
When did he put on makeup?
Before everyone could accept it and finish their shock.
The drama exploded!
"The crowd below the stage passes by, but the old colors are gone.
The people on the stage were singing the heartbreaking farewell song!
Love is hard to write, she sings that it must be matched with blood
The curtain rises, the curtain falls, who is the guest?
Ah...
」
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