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Chapter 911 Cha Cha (Two in One)

March [-], [-], the [-]st day of the first month of the lunar calendar, should be open for the market.

The opening performance of the Tan Family Peking Opera Club was scheduled for seven o'clock in the evening.

Gan Jing slept late yesterday, but his sleep quality was good. When he woke up, it was already 10:30 in the morning. After a simple wash, he went out to have brunch. He didn't worry about the food of the guests, because they were all ordered before .

"Hey, Kobe, your dark circles, uh, what's the matter with your suspected dark circles?" Gan Jing was a little puzzled when he saw Kobe who was yawning, "Did you not sleep yesterday? Are you still in bed?"

The dog came over and circled around the dining table.

Gan Jing drank two sips of bean juice and said in surprise, "What are you doing out at midnight without going to sleep?"

Kobe was also a little surprised when he was asked: "How do you know I'm out?"

"You're yelling at my dog."

Kobe looked at Forrest Gump's answer as a matter of course, and for a while didn't know how to understand the logical relationship. After a while, he decided to describe what he saw when he got up early.

"At four o'clock in the morning in the capital, I saw the Tao."

Ok?This guy is a bit unsurprising and endless.

Gan Jing was drinking soybean juice while listening to Kobe's description of getting up early. He didn't know where he heard the Chinese culture sentence, and he didn't know if it was because he got up early in the morning and stared in a daze.

Clean air rises, dirty air sinks.

At four o'clock in the morning, yin and yang are mixed.

"Come on, the weather is so-so today, you can go back to sleep after eating, you have to go on stage at night, if you mess up my stage performance, the animation special effects fee will have to be increased." Gan Jing appeased the ignorant foreigner, and after breakfast, he began to speak in the courtyard.

Because it was postponed before, he will be on stage for three consecutive nights, which can be regarded as opening a new atmosphere for Peking Opera with the work of a master.

Ask him how clear is it? Come for the active water.

If there are no new audiences for Peking Opera, it will die sooner or later.

Now, an Olympic-awarded Peking Opera documentary has attracted fresh water. Of course, whether the fresh water will continue to flow depends on the follow-up actions of the Tan Family Peking Opera Club.

Compared with traditional theaters, what the Tan Family Peking Opera Club is currently doing is unprecedented. It boldly adapts martial arts novels and deliberately considers the Peking opera of some classic film and television works, combines the Internet for publicity and packaging, and actively participates in foreign exchange activities. ...

Now in the Beijing opera circle, there is already a vague saying that the Tan Family Peking Opera Club is engaged in "new Peking opera", and the driving force behind the scenes is naturally that movie star Forrest Gump, who is also the last disciple that Lao Tan accepted in his life.

However, this last disciple really made it happen!
Could it be that there is an imperial appointment in the dark?

Gan Jing doesn't care about any ideas from the outside world. Honor, slander, speculation, and indifference are all for others. He just needs to move forward step by step.

At [-]:[-] p.m., the backstage of the Beijing Opera Club was extremely lively, with actors who were about to take the stage, visiting colleagues, friends from the film and television industry, and retired celebrities from the basketball circle.

"Oh, what is this? Will it hurt if you put it on your face?"

"Wow, that's amazing."

"Why did the voice change?"

Kobe strolled all over the place, very fresh. He didn't expect that there was such a side behind the famous movie star Forrest Gump, which really had the charm of oriental mysterious culture.

The second senior brother of the Beijing Opera Club was in charge of communicating with this famous basketball star. He spoke fluent English without any hindrance, and he was also familiar with some Peking Opera proper nouns.

Over the years, the Tan Family Peking Opera Club has spread all over the world. At the beginning, everyone could only smile and say hi, but later on, a group of people naturally studied the language of communication seriously.

Now, this kind of non-obstructive exchange of introducing Peking opera to foreigners is commonplace in the eyes of the Peking Opera Club, but it is extraordinary in the eyes of the visiting counterparts. The so-called "New Peking Opera" seems to have really come.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the show started on time. Gan Jing first came to the stage with a make-up on and chatted a few words.

"Happy New Year everyone, thank you all for your support, and thank you many good friends for your support." Gan Jing clad in a long robe and cupped his hands to thank him, "It was supposed to be years ago, but something happened to me, and now I can't help it, I hope today everyone Glad to hear that, thank you all."

Gan Jing bowed again to thank him, he waved his hands in response to the applause, and turned backstage, he was not in the first scene.

"Hehe, I see that there are quite a few people from the Deyun Club just now." Gan Jing said to his younger junior sister Tan Shan, "At first glance, I thought I went to the Deyun Club to watch cross talk."

Tan Shan said with a smile: "People like to listen to operas, why don't you welcome them?"

"No, I just thought it was fun."

Tan Shan said again: "A while ago I heard that Lao Guo wanted to formally worship under the Lin faction, so he is not a fan, but also famous."

"Eh? Then which old man is he going to worship?" Gan Jing asked while sitting on his chair.

"I want to pay homage to Brother Zhao Lintong Zhao." Tan Shan is very clear about the insider affairs.

Gan Jing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "If I do, how dare I call him nephew when I meet you?"

Tan Shan said seriously: "According to your seniority, you are a serious uncle."

Gan Jing blinked, feeling that the world is very interesting. He has no understanding of the school of succession in Peking Opera, and he doesn't move around at all, especially after the Peking Opera Club started to arrange new repertoires, how many people dislike him.

The two chatted for a few more words before they heard the gongs and drums beating outside, and the first song "Shajiabang" was being performed, which was the Tan family's specialty.

Gan Jing felt something, got up and walked a few steps and gently raised the corner of the curtain.

From this angle, he couldn't see the performance on the stage, but he could see the auditorium. The entire Peking Opera club was full, and cameras were set up in the back row, and media reporters also raised their cameras to take pictures from time to time.

"Junior sister, so following the times is still effective, isn't it?" Gan Jing lowered the curtain, turned around and said to his junior sister with some emotion.

Tan Shan is the most cutting-edge Peking Opera actor in the entire Peking Opera Club. She is very popular in the live broadcasting industry. She is a representative of traditional culture in the Internet trend, and a popular figure in traditional Peking Opera. She has the deepest understanding of all changes.

"I miss the time in the courtyard." Tan Shan said softly, "but I'm really happy to see the full audience in the Beijing Opera Club."

"If I had to choose, I would choose Peking Opera Club. Because Master will be very happy to see these."

Gan Jing moved the corner of his mouth, smiled, and nodded.

The big black Kobe just leaned over at this time, gave a thumbs up, and praised: "Forrest Gump, you are very charming here, and it is really well-deserved to win an Oscar."

"It's done, I've heard you say this several times, don't you foreigners praise in different ways?" Gan Jing moved his limbs while speaking, "Practice those few Chinese sentences well."

Kobe gave an OK gesture, which is OK.

About half an hour later, Gan Jing's second song "Catch and Release Cao" appeared.

The master came out, everything went smoothly, and the response was very enthusiastic.

At the end of the penultimate performance, everyone left the stage first. Gan Jing stayed on the stage alone, took the microphone handed over by the elder brother, and after calming down, he said: "Today, a friend happened to come from abroad. , I saw a good chance, so I thought about letting him show his face."

thump, thump, thump.

Kobe appeared on stage wearing Zhang Fei's makeup. While waving his hands to the audience, he showed his teeth as white as powder on his face.

"It's Kobe, who came to China to talk about other things. I taught him a few words yesterday and he insisted that he would be able to sing on stage today. It's a mule or a horse, so let's go out for a walk." Gan Jing introduced the cause and effect, "I still have a relationship with him. He made a bet, depending on whether your applause is warm or not, I will give him a discount for the animation he will make."

Crash, the applause was very enthusiastic before it even started.

Gan Jing smiled: "Tch, tsk, please keep your applause down. This idiot is a foreigner, and I am one of us. Are you stupid?"

There was laughter in the auditorium. Everyone looked at Kobe's toothy smile and knew that he didn't understand what Forrest Gump was saying.

"Are you OK?" Gan Jing asked Kobe.

"OK." Kobe replied confidently.

Gan Jing nodded, and made a comparison to the background, and the accompanying music started.

——Foreigners call that Beijing Opera Beijing Opera, and they have never seen those five-color oil paints painted on their faces.

——The blue-faced Dou Erdun steals the horse, the red-faced Guan Gong fights in Changsha, the yellow-faced Dian Wei, and the white-faced Cao Cao.

——The black-faced Zhang Fei called...

There were two people standing on the stage. Gan Jing sang from the beginning until here, then changed his pitch slightly, and stretched out his hand to signal Kobe to answer.

So, this black Zhang Fei said confidently: "Chacha."

Gan Jing nodded, and hastily withdrew his outstretched hand, indicating that he would still sing, but he still sang a few small lines: "Blue, red, yellow, white, the black-faced Zhang Fei is called..."

Kobe: "Chacha."

In the third case, Kobe was dressed in a robe, with makeup on, and suddenly uttered the same syllable "chacha"!
The black-faced Zhang Fei is called Chacha?

Such a name?
Natural black, called Chacha.

The audience in the audience didn't react at first, but after the second time, they were all overjoyed, especially a group of people who talked about cross talk couldn't hear it from ear to ear.

When it was the fourth time, Kobe was not happy. He pushed Forrest Gump, who was coming next to him, and said in Chinese, "Dude, what's the matter?"

It was beyond the expectations of the audience, and the laughter boiled again. This dramatic picture is really cute.

After Kobe finished speaking, he reached out and snatched Forrest Gump's microphone, and still said in Chinese: "I'll do it, I'll go."

Gan Jing took two steps back.

Only then did Kobe speak, and the music accompaniment also sounded from the front, and he sang from the beginning.

"Foreigners call that Beijing Opera Beijing Opera..."

Kobe, a black foreigner, sang a three-minute opera song by himself, almost without losing the tune.

When he finished, the applause from the audience was even warmer than at the beginning.

Gan Jing coughed and asked, "Is the singing good? Hush, please answer me softly."

"Okay!" It was deafening.

Gan Jing spread his hands: "Come on, let's get a discount. It's done. I'll go back and change my body before I come out and perform "Farewell My Concubine" for the young and old."

Amid the applause, Kobe and Gan Jing turned backstage.

"How is it? I saw that the audience laughed happily. Aren't we singing a very traditional art? Why do they laugh so happily?" Although Kobe said as instructed, he still didn't understand.

"Because the singing is down-to-earth, not bad, very good, thank you this time." Gan Jing stood on tiptoe and patted Corvo on the shoulder.

"You must do my animation well." Kobe remembered the business.

Gan Jing smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's absolutely top class."

Junior sister Tan Shan walked over with her mobile phone in hand and said, "Brother, please say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room, and Kobe."

"Hi, thank you for your attention to Peking Opera, and I hope you will like this art. I am in the present of Peking Opera, and you are the possible future." Gan Jing said very formally.

In comparison, Kobe used the Chinese rhetoric taught by Forrest Gump before: "Happy New Year, I am a volute."

The bullet screen is blocked...

"I'm here to change the makeup of the senior brother, so I'll turn off the live broadcast first." Tan Shan turned the front camera, and then saw a series of "don't turn it off". Aligned on one side to his side.

In the past, the live broadcast did not broadcast the make-up of the younger brother. In fact, there is no difference, but the people under the make-up are different, so the popularity will naturally be different.

Soon, the number of people watching the live broadcast increased dramatically, even though the two people wearing makeup were silent.

At 09:30 in the evening, the last episode of "Farewell My Concubine" was staged. After the laughter of the previous tidbits, the last episode once again demonstrated the well-deserved master's true qualities.

This is the pinnacle of Peking opera singing in this era.

All the people present had such a strong feeling, followed by a familiar regret, this is Forrest Gump, the actor Forrest Gump.

In [-], the first day of the performance of the Tan Family Peking Opera Club came to an end. Gan Jing and all the members of the Tan Family Peking Opera Club came to the stage and bowed their thanks.

The flashes continued and the applause continued.

Gan Jing was in a good mood, and then signed autographs and took photos for fans and audiences. The tossing and tossing was not finished until nearly twelve o'clock, and at this time, Guo Degang was still there.

"Teacher Guo, I've been surrounded by the audience. I'm sorry for the long wait." Gan Jing asked the senior brother to greet him before, but he still apologized after meeting.

Guo Degang talked about cross talk, and his eloquence was really good, and he lost his life in a few words. He himself mentioned that he wanted to worship Mr. Zhao Lintong as his teacher.

At the end, Guo Degang put forward an unfeeling request. He thought about having a scene with Forrest Gump, either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Gan Jing was very surprised by this request: "Mr. Guo, didn't you just sing directly on the stage of Deyun Society? Did you come to my side specially?"

"You are a master." Guo Degang replied.

Gan Jing waited patiently for a while. This group of crosstalk talkers had to listen to a few more sentences before they knew if they were shaking their heads.

However, there is no following.

"That's it."

Master Gan agreed, and he was happy to accept different ways to expand the influence of Peking Opera.

(End of this chapter)