Chapter five hundred and forty-eight sigh
"Very good, very good!"
Seeing Yang Zirong, starring Xiang Yunhua, on the stage, Guo Dalu applauded gently in the audience and smiled at the head of the Peking Opera Troupe Tan Yunchu, "Old Tan, is my apprentice okay?"
Tan Yunchu kept nodding, "No, not bad, not bad, really good! It's only two or three months old, and this child is like a completely different person. His singing style and appearance are completely different from before!"
He looked admiration for Guo Dalu, "Mr. Guo, you are really useless to teach your apprentice. No matter how smart your child is, without the guidance of you, a good teacher, will not make progress so quickly."
"But although this kid is good at acting, he is still a little less masculinity and less momentum than you."
Because Guo Dalu had specially taught all these singing styles and recorded videos, now Tan Yunchu compared Xiang Yunhua's performance with Guo Dalu, and found that Xiang Yunhua was much worse than Guo Dalu, and he lacked a little energy.
But singing is like acting, just like acting, and that is far behind.
It is obvious that the two of them say the same lines, do the same movements, spend the same time, the singing styles, and the music background is not different, but the effect presented always gives people a little less.
If you have this little thing, you can call it an artist. If you have such little thing, you can only call it an actor.
What is a gap? This is a gap!
This kind of gap is difficult to describe in words and words. You need to experience it carefully, polish it carefully, and look for it bit by bit. Sometimes you may suddenly understand it and find the feeling in an instant, but it may also not reach this level in your life.
This is the product of the combination of talent and effort, and it is difficult for ordinary people to reach this level.
In the drama "Taking Tiger Mountain with Strategy", Xiang Yunhua's imitation of Guo Dalu was simply following the steps and even imitated some subtle actions. However, even if he learns it like it, he gives people the feeling that he lacks something indescribable.
Tan Yunchu saw this situation, and Guo Dalu naturally saw it too.
After the whole play was rehearsed, Guo Dalu called Xiang Yunhua to his side, "Yunhua, those who learn from me live, and those who are like me die. You can't just imitate me, you have to have your own things."
He organized the language and smiled and said, "You must have the spirit and learn from me in singing, but you have to think about some subtle expressions yourself, otherwise, my demonstration will become your constraint!"
Xiang Yunhua suddenly realized, "Teacher, I understand. Peiyu and I discussed it the day before yesterday. We both always felt that there was something missing. It turns out that the crux of the matter is here!"
Zhang Peiyu next to him asked curiously: "Teacher, then what exactly are we missing?"
"What you lack is personality!"
Guo Dalu smiled and said, "One person has his own singing style, and one person has his own habits. As long as you grasp the key points of our singing style, you can add some of your own things when performing. While you learn from me, you must also find yourself! You can learn from me, but you can't learn everything. You can change a little, because everyone's voice, height and body shape are different. It is necessary to fine-tune it."
He said it easy, but Xiang Yunhua was difficult to do it. He and his junior sister Zhang Peiyu had been re-examining and practicing for more than ten days. In recent days, they went to Guo Dalu's house for advice almost every day, adjusting themselves little by little, recording videos of their performances every day, and comparing them with Guo Dalu's performances every day.
This happened for another month. When rehearsing again, the spirit and spirit changed, and the character he played came to life.
"very good!"
After a show, Guo Dalu was the first to applaud, "It's interesting! You can go out to meet people!"
Xiang Yunhua and others waited for Guo Dalu for two or three months. Now, seeing Guo Dalu agree, tears fell down on the spot, "Teacher, what do you mean is that we can perform to the outside world?"
Tan Yunchu looked at Guo Dalu with a nervous look on his face, "Mr. Guo, is there any problem with reporting the performance at this level?"
Guo Dalu waved his hand, "It's definitely no problem. As long as you perform normally, don't lose your chain, you can show off."
Tan Yunchu breathed a sigh of relief, "The superiors have been urging us to report the performance, but I have blocked it several times. Now that I have passed the test, why don't I report it to my superior now?"
This is a political task. Tan Yunchu has never dared to neglect it. After receiving Guo Dalu's permission, he directly reported to his superiors.
"This brat, can't this trouble him?"
After seeing the report from the Peking Opera Theater, Li Jiusan shook his head and laughed, "Good guy, can you do dramas, but operas, too. Is there anything this kid can't do?"
Although he said this, he was actually very curious about what the drama played by Guo Dalu was like. He immediately ordered his secretary: "Xiao Liu, go and arrange it. In three days, let's go and see how the drama of Guo Dalu is rehearsing? Oh, by the way, don't forget to know about Comrade Guo Kaiming and his nephew's works. He, as an uncle, has to come and appreciate it."
These people attach great importance to the inheritance of Chinese culture, especially opera, and many of them are Peking Opera fans. As for popular songs, few elderly people like to listen to that, which is too unclassified.
Moreover, Chinese opera also plays a great role in cultural propaganda. When foreign leaders visit China and arrange entertainment programs for them to enjoy, there will never be any popular songs in these entertainment programs. Even if there are singers singing, they will be singing high notes. Opera dance is the main thing for performance, especially opera. Among them, these leaders prefer Peking Opera, so Peking Opera is the most popular Chinese art form.
This is why the Peking Opera Troupe is called the Royal Orchestra.
Chinese Peking Opera has caused a sensation overseas decades ago. Although foreigners don’t know any singing styles, these humming with faces are very interesting. People who know how to do things are. Until now, in addition to the kung fu and dragon and lion dance, the rest of China should be Peking Opera.
Now Guo Dalu’s new drama has come out, and this drama was created by Li Jiusan and asked Guo Dalu to name it. Now, it is necessary to watch it in terms of emotion and reason.
Three days later.
When Li Jiusan came to the performance, he found that Guo Kaiming had already sat off the stage.
"Kaiming, you have a good nephew!"
Li Jiusan smiled and said, "I want to give him some difficult work, but who knows that they have done it in two or three months."
Guo Kaiming smiled, "Everyone said I have a good nephew, but my nephew is not a fuel-efficient one. He has great skills and a bad temper, which makes a lot of trouble! I am under a lot of pressure to be his uncle!"
Li Jiusan said: "In general, the child of Dalu is still alive, so he can do small things."
Both of them looked at each other and felt funny. Guo Dalu was always restless, which made Li Jiusan and others feel difficult sometimes. They could not punish Guo Dalu's martial arts masters with a bad temper, but could only be influenced by family and friendship. This made them a few big men who were powerful in one word.
"Huh? Why didn't this guy Dalu come? He is the screenwriter of this drama."
Li Jiusan glanced at the front row and found that Guo Dalu had not come. He was curious, "Kaoming, where is this boy from Dalu?"
Guo Kaiming smiled and said, "I'm here to accompany my wife, my niece-in-law is about to give birth!"
Chapter completed!