Chapter 127: Even though I am in a low position, I still worry about my country
Mei Lanlan has been seconded to the opera channel since April.
She was originally very nervous, but looking at these veteran artists, each of them looked serious and rigorous, but they were caring and considerate to her.
"Xiaomei, you sing well!"
“You can tell they put in a lot of effort!”
"Xiaomei, you sing well and you are beautiful!"
"Come, come, let me tell you, here you can do this..."
"I'll give you some extra practice later..."
The entire team held her in their hands and hearts, and she gradually integrated into the team.
In addition to evening party rehearsals, this group of teachers also gave her a lot of practical information.
She felt that this pie that fell from the sky was so delicious!
Several of them are my grandfather’s idols.
Ever since he learned that she was going to be on the opera channel, Grandpa's jealous face and sour tone have never stopped! He also made sarcastic remarks about her at the dinner table.
For someone who loves opera, being able to appear on the opera channel is such an honor!
It's recognition! It's a coronation!
When she sent the photo to the family group, her grandfather was furious.
A person who usually says he doesn't know how to use the phone sent a voice message, and within a few seconds, the call came through.
Asking for an idol's autograph...
The programs on the opera channel were launched as scheduled in the evening.
As an old channel of CCTV, it also broadcasts opera.
After so many years, with the impact of the new era, new waves and the Internet, ratings continue to be sluggish.
Apart from the TV series, the team has been very frustrated by the ratings of 0% for many years.
But tonight, they are going to try to combine pop music and opera to see if they can attract some traffic among young people.
Mei Lanlan was also backstage, surrounded by a group of staff.
Director Xu even came over to ask about her preparations.
"You're fine, just relax!"
"Okay, Director Xu!"
Director Xu knew that this performance was very important, but he couldn't put too much pressure on the children. The greater the pressure, the more likely they were to make mistakes.
The show started on time, and it began with performances of various traditional operas.
“What are the real-time viewership?”
"0.9, almost twice as high as usual!"
Everyone started to get excited; it seemed that the two-month advance warm-up had paid off.
This is very good for a theatrical program.
However, this is far from enough. A score of 1 or above is considered to have reached the average passing score of CCTV.
"Now, please welcome Mei Lanlan and the Daxia Drama Troupe to perform 'Chi Ling' for us!"
When it came to Mei Lanlan's program, Director Xu stared at the graph closely.
The originally gentle curve suddenly began to stand up!!!
“It’s going crazy!”
"It's over 2 in an instant!!!"
"Iron Man's traffic is really extraordinary?"
"Okay, everyone, keep your eyes peeled! They've already brought in the traffic, and whether they can maintain their stability depends on this move!"
"come on!"
On the stage, the story about Pei Yanzhi has just begun.
In Anyuan County of the Republic of China, the enemy occupied the county town.
Pei Yanzhi is a famous actor in the troupe.
He was ordered to perform on stage, otherwise they would burn down the entire theater and endanger the lives of the people in the city.
Pei Yanzhi did not refuse, he knew that as a role, his job was to perform.
As long as there are people in the audience, no matter who they are, they must finish singing.
The opera he chose was "Peach Blossom Fan" and he decided to play the role of Li Xiangjun, a woman who dared to love and hate.
There were lingering songs on the stage, while the enemy soldiers below were laughing and cursing, and the people around were trembling with fear.
How can it be logical for the invaders to ask the invaded to perform the quintessence of Chinese culture on stage?
Some people started to complain, how could Pei Yanzhi continue singing?
The dark days when we were invaded and treated like beasts of burden came back to our minds.
Such a plot makes the audience very uncomfortable.
The comments were initially filled with confusion, and then began to curse.
"grass!"
"What the hell?"
"What's the opera?"
"Can you sing this?"
"No wonder they say actors are heartless!"
"It's a CCTV program, Iron Man's song, how can you film this?"
"I didn't see the drama, but it sparked my anger!"
"Don't get excited, take another look, I feel like there's a big move hidden."
"Yeah, not sure, let's take a look, I feel like it's a complete story..."
Daxia is also a country that has been invaded. The program crew is mentally prepared for the disgust and anger that this segment will cause.
But that doesn’t mean they weren’t touched when they saw the screen full of insults.
"Don't be nervous, the story has just begun."
Director Xu began to comfort everyone.
First it was a question mark, then a greeting, and now the screen is full of blocked curse words...
However, to Pei Yanzhi, he is a character.
Our ancestors said, "When the opera begins, people from all directions come to listen. One direction is for people, the third direction is for ghosts, and the fourth direction is for gods."
Even if there is no one in the audience, I must finish singing!
A humble actor. In that era, many people would say that "actors are heartless" and that national hatred and family feuds had nothing to do with these actors.
But at the same time, he is also a Chinese man with blood.
The plot took a sharp turn, and the audience saw Pei Yanzhi and other actors preparing kerosene and closing the door.
The enemy soldiers in the audience were eating with gusto and chatting happily.
As the opera progressed, the emotions became more and more sad and angry. Finally, Pei Yanzhi shouted "Fire", and the fire quickly spread to the entire theater.
!!!
The barrage paused for a few seconds, and then instantly turned into a screen full of exclamation marks and red flags!
By the time the enemy realized the danger, the fire was out of control and all the doors and windows had been sealed, making it impossible for them to escape.
In the end, the theater building collapsed, but the opera did not end, and the singing could still be heard from the stage.
Everyone who saw this scene was holding back tears in their eyes.
The blazing fire never went out, and Mei Lanlan appeared on the right side of the stage in a fiery red costume.
The spotlight came over and the singing began.
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The sleeves rise and fall in one act
Singing about joy and sorrow, separation and reunion has nothing to do with me
The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent
Who can tell the story of the love in the play?
......
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"Is that Pei Yanzhi singing?"
"Pop song?"
"Singing about sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, has nothing to do with me!"
“There is no me in the play, but there is me outside the play!”
"On one side is the country and the world, and on the other side is the professional spirit of opera artists! That's why it's hard for the world to accept him performing for the enemy."
"Yes, but as a member of the opera community, I understand him and admire his professionalism! And he ultimately lived up to both opera and the country!"
...
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In troubled times, duckweed can't bear to watch the flames of war burn the mountains and rivers
Even though I am in a low position, I dare not forget my country
Even if no one knows me
......
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!!!
At this point, many people could no longer hold back the tears in their eyes.
"War blazes across the mountains and rivers, and people are like floating duckweed in troubled times..."
"Even though I am in a low position, I dare not forget my country!"
"Good! The actor is humble but has a passionate heart!"
“This sentence is so well written!”
"Isn't this what Pei Yanzhi is talking about? Who dares to say that actors are heartless?"
"Singing is his job, but as a Chinese, he has blood!!"
"Heroic blood!"
"I didn't notice the opera, but my patriotism was aroused!"
“It’s on fire!”
Then, the next sentence.
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The old color disappears when people pass by
The people on the stage sang a heartbreaking farewell song
It's hard to write love
She must sing with blood
......
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!!!
"It's a play! Or a simple tune!"
“It’s Kunqu Opera!”
"Is this called Kunqu Opera? It sounds great!"
“Yes, it’s a very ancient form of opera!”
"Pop + Opera + Drama..."
"The transition between pop and opera singing styles is smooth and natural. The singing in the second half has subtle changes, the details are handled well, and the emotional delivery is deeply touching. The last few lines are a stroke of genius!"
“Well written, well sung, and well performed!”
“This stage is so complete!”
"Okay, okay!"
The veteran opera artists in the audience were all excited.
Wei Yun is a teacher at the Academy of Drama, and his major is Kunqu Opera.
Over the years, not to mention Kunqu Opera, the entire opera industry has lost interest.
What’s more, there is a new generation who specializes in in-depth research on opera.
And today, what excites him most is that there are people willing to sing and people willing to write!
"We have a successor in the opera world!"
Tears welled up in his eyes and his hands clenched into fists with excitement.
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I also asked Qinghuang
Also once sang the rise and fall of
It's hard to say whether the Tao is ruthless or kind!
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The sad and graceful opera ends.
A pure heart! Blood still fresh!
The blood-red font on the screen burned like the flames in everyone's hearts.
Two big words--
"Chi Ling"!
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