"Who can tell the outsiders in the drama?"

"Used to blend emotions into ink and ink"

"So what if you sing through the clichés"

"Bones and ashes are mine"

Hu Chang looked at Hu Yibao's back, his eyes were a little moist.

What was sung here was not the current Peking Opera.

Although they sang "outdated" operas one after another, they never gave up.

With the Hu family class, he ran around on various stages.

In order to continue the quintessence of the country.

Not cut off in the hands of their generation.

"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burn mountains and rivers"

"Humble but dare not forget to worry about the country"

"Even if no one knows me"

Hu Yibao looked down at the audience.

When the country broke down, opera still stood proudly and supported the motherland with its unique cultural attitude.

It has been passed down from generation to generation.

Opera is the inheritance of China.

It is a culture that belongs exclusively to China.

How can it be that you people will eliminate it if you say a few mocking words.

National quintessence, never out of date.

End of this chapter

Chapter 311

Chapter 311

Hu Yibao sings more than just songs.

It is also the ups and downs of today's national quintessence.

The reason why the national quintessence is the national quintessence is not only because it represents the nationalization, but also represents its spirit.

No matter how declining opera is, the spirit inside it is still pure.

The audience didn't understand, so Hu Yibao sang it to them.

The expressions of everyone in the audience also slowly changed.

At least the mocking voice, at this moment, has disappeared without a trace.

The person who took the photo has also changed it to photography.

Tears were already rolling in the eyes of many members of the Hu Family Class.

next moment.

Hu Yibao's singing style changed.

Come on.

"The people in the audience walk by without seeing the old color"

"The people on the stage sang, heartbroken farewell song"

"Love is hard to write"

"She sang to make peace with blood"

"The curtain starts and the curtain ends, who is the guest"

So far.

In the audience, in the minds of some old people, the glory of Peking Opera when they were young also came to mind.

Just play.

That would be the same as the New Year.

The gongs and drums are loud.

Crowds of people.

I can't get in even if I want to squeeze in.

The people on the stage sang, and the audience listened.

At that time, for people in Beijing, Peking Opera was the quintessence of the country and a kind of Chinese spirit.

but now

How many years have passed.

The decline of the national quintessence has been ridiculed by these young people.

For a moment, my heart felt a little unbearably sour.

Could it be that the national quintessence of China is about to stop at them.

who is the guest

The expressions of the young people in the audience have already been moved, and the exaggerated disdain before has been swept away from their eyes.

It's not just because Hu Yibao's dramatic changes are too amazing, they have never heard such a combination of pop music and opera.

More importantly, these five lines sang the ups and downs and sadness of the quintessence of Chinese culture, which shocked their hearts.

Some young people in Hu's class couldn't help crying.

Tears took makeup.

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