At four o'clock in the morning, Jiang Bai returned to Shark Pond Village through the thick fog.
Living by the sea, it was inevitable that there would be fog sooner or later.
The short sleeves on his body were wet, as if it had rained and he had been drenched by a layer of rain.
Jiang Bai patted his temples.
Between going home to sleep or directly going to the beach to practice his basic skills, he chose the latter.
Since he was prepared to perform well in front of the old senior.
Then, he would seize the time to practice again!
When Jiang Bai arrived at the beach and was about to start, he suddenly felt like he was studying nervously before the college entrance examination. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The WeChat profile picture on his phone flashed.
Boss Yang sent a message asking,"I just woke up. Honey, are you here yet?"
Jiang Bai took a picture of the sea for her.
Mr. Yang replied,[Did you go to the beach to practice your voice again?] He didn't sleep the whole night last night. Even if he could sleep for three hours on the plane, it wouldn't be safe, right? Go and sleep.
Jiang Bai could see the deep concern between the lines. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he replied with an " okay " before putting away his phone.
The four basic skills of Peking opera were singing, reciting, acting, and fighting.
Singing referred to singing, and reciting referred to reciting words with a musical nature. The two constituted one of the two major elements of the performing arts of singing and dancing opera,"song".
"Do" referred to the physical movements of the dance, while "hit" referred to martial arts and tumbling techniques. The combination of the two constituted another major element of "dance".
The four were separated from each other and were different, but they were inextricably linked in another dimension.
There were countless actors in ancient times, and there were very few who could become actors and stage.
If one wanted to become a horn, one would have to go through thousands of hammering.
He could endure hardship, endure suffering, and train day and night. He did not dare to relax at all. Once he relaxed, this role would fall.
Jiang Bai felt the salty and moist sea breeze blowing over from the sea. He closed his eyes slightly and began his daily practice.
A high note, long and long, seemed to be able to pierce through the clouds, high and low, rising and falling.
Birds flew across the sea from time to time, as if they were enjoying the high notes. They stopped and flapped their wings in twos and threes.
……
At the entrance of Shark Pond Village.
Coincidentally, it was five in the morning.
This was an early and early time. The sky was just beginning to brighten, and a black business car slowly stopped at the village entrance.
Wang Zhengyu was the first to get out of the car and greeted,""Old Mr. Li, slow down."
"Director Wang, don't worry. My body is still strong. I have to come so early.”
In the car, a spirited old man in a light blue tunic suit got out with a smile.
Behind him was a yawning little boy who looked to be eight or nine years old. He was wearing a white training costume.
Behind them, another commercial vehicle also stopped.
"Grandpa."
A man and a woman got out of the car. They looked to be in their thirties. They welcomed them and prepared to take care of them.
"What are you two doing here? I'm only bringing Little Six with me on this show. You guys can go wherever you want. Go away!”
Old Master Li waved his hand with a look of disdain.
The middle-aged man and woman could only smile awkwardly.
It couldn't be helped. The two of them were not talented in opera. Although they had basic skills and were very solid, they had not been recognized by Old Mr. Li.
It was also because of this that the two of them could only help backstage until now. Before they were recognized, they did not dare to go on stage no matter what.
"Dad, Mom, the two of you can just walk around outside. Great-grandfather and I will go and look for you after playing for a few days.”Xiao Liuzi waved his hand and said.
The middle-aged man and woman didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Teacher Li, Teacher Zhao, the program team will help you arrange it.”Wang Zhengyu said politely to the two of them.
Even though Xiao Liuzi's parents were not well-liked in front of Old Master Li, they were both famous professors at the Imperial Capital Academy of Drama. Of course, he could not neglect them.
"Sorry to trouble you, Director Wang."
"Thank you, Director Wang."
The two of them thanked him.
After they parted ways, Wang Zhengyu asked Old Master,""Old Mr. Li, you came early today. Normally, our Mushroom Hut will only broadcast after 8 o'clock. Why don't I bring it forward today?”
Old Mr. Li smiled." Just listen to Director Wang's arrangements. I'm the guest, and you're the host. The guest follows the host."”
Wang Zhengyu had interacted with the old man for a night and naturally understood his temper. He knew that the old man's personality was very forthright and not hypocritical at all. He immediately nodded."Alright, I'll start broadcasting.”
"After the broadcast, will I not be able to talk to you, Director Wang?”Old Mister Li asked curiously.
Wang Zhengyu smiled and said," That's fine too. It depends on you. Usually, when we film variety shows, the director often goes on stage.”
"Alright." Old Mister Li nodded.
"All units, let's begin. The cameras are ready.”
Wang Zhengyu snapped his fingers. After arranging everything, the livestream room of the life he yearned for opened for the first time at five in the morning!
A large number of viewers quickly poured into the live broadcast room. Although there were not many of them, about 20,000 to 30,000, it was still a real popularity.
"F * ck? Did the sun rise from the west today? Why did Yearning start broadcasting so early?”
“666! It's awesome to start broadcasting at five o'clock!"
"I was just about to put down my phone and take a nap. You're energetic again."
"Haha, I just woke up."
"Speaking of which, is it because someone woke up early to start broadcasting so early today? Who is it?"
In the live broadcast room, the scene finally appeared.
The roads, houses, and foggy streets of Shark Pond Village were the first to be revealed.
There were also the backs of an old man and a young man.
The old man held the child's hand and said with a smile,"
"Xiao Liuzi, when great-grandfather came here, he always felt like it was a lifetime ago. That's because great-grandfather also lived in this kind of environment when he was young.”
"When we were young, our group was called the Great Dream Drama Academy. The class master was very strict. Every morning, he would take a stick and chase us to the sea to practice.”
" But he doesn't know that we actually enjoyed going to the beach to practice our singing and fighting, especially when we sang. The sea seemed endless, but there seemed to be an echo. We sang, and it sang too. It was so comfortable. It really made me miss it.”
He had to admire the photography team's shooting skills.
This scene of an old man and a child walking hand in hand and listening to the old man's storytelling voice in the early morning mist was simply amazing!
Even though his popularity wasn't high, the bullet comments in the live broadcast room were still exploding!
"What an atmosphere!"
"Where did you get this godlike script and filming technique? I love you, I love you."
"Listening to the old man's story, it seems that he's very awesome now.”
" Great-grandfather??"
"Where is he? Where's the program team? What was the meaning of playing this part? Were the old man and the child actors or guests?”
Amidst the barrage of comments, the camera finally changed direction and came in front of the old man and the child.
When the old man and the child's faces were captured, a brief introduction that was enough to shock all the viewers in the live broadcast room appeared.
Old Mr. Li.
He was currently the representative figure of Peking opera in the domestic opera industry and the leader of the Plum Faction!
The vice president of the International Theater!
At the age of 87, he was still as elegant as before. He had performed the quintessence of Chinese culture on stage at many important exchange meetings with foreign countries.
He was known as the last surviving master of the Plum School of Beijing opera!!
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