God Catch starts with adding points

As soon as the sound of the gong turned and the flute sounded, the troupe leader actually sang a song "Butterfly Love Flower": "Leave people in a busy place to live in a leisurely place. There is no one to make fun of. Days are spent, and there is only love in the world." It’s hard to tell. The jade tea hall is in front of the court, the red candles welcome people, and the handsome people are helping. But lovesickness can’t be lost, and the Peony Pavilion is on Sansheng Road.”

"This--"

"The word—"

"My heavenly grandfather, this singing—"

They are in a state of being incomprehensible, but greatly shocked.

Speaking of this poem alone, there is only one "elegant" to describe it, no matter how the words are used to make sentences or the meaning expressed by the words.

Let’s talk about the singing, under the blessing of the elegant tune, the singing is melodious, soft and delicate, just like people in Jiangnan eat glutinous rice dumpling made with water milled flour, which combines the style and elegance unique to Jiangnan to the extreme.

Although they are talented, but they are uneducated, and only one "elegant" can be used to describe them.

What's even more rare is that because the singing rhythm is controlled by drums and boards, and the main accompaniment instruments are qudi and sanxian. With the blessing of these, this play is less of the hustle and bustle of traditional operas, and it is simply "elegant" to the bone.

This--

It sounds like enjoyment.

However, before they could linger in the singing and tune for too long, their curiosity was aroused by the following outline of the plot by the host, and they soon became itchy: "...Miss Sheng Liniang, loves to step on Chunyang. Feeling the dream, the scholar broke the willow, but it was hurt by love. The photo is kept as a memory, and the Plum Blossom Taoist Temple is bleak..."

This play actually sang the story of an official daughter who fell in love with a scholar in a dream, died of injury, turned into a soul to find her real lover, fell in love with ghosts, and finally came back to life.

This is so novel, so attractive hey.

It's not that they haven't seen the love between man and ghost, but this story of a man and man falling in love in a dream, falling in love with a man and a ghost, and finally coming back to life is really rare.

The people who were listening did not lose their curiosity because of the introduction of the outline of the plot. Instead, they were very excited because they wanted to know how the actors performed, how the story, music, and narration were written, and they couldn't wait for the real opening.

The first to play is Liu Mengmei.

For him to go on stage, he would first declare his family name, and then emphasize that Liu Mengmei changed his name. The reason for changing it was because he had a strange dream. In the dream, he saw no one standing under the plum tree, so he changed his name.

This immediately laid the groundwork for the meeting in the dream later, and at the same time left a lot of foreshadowing.

Seeing this, everyone finally let go of Lu Bai's doubts about writing drama scripts. At least such a mature opening let them know that Lu Bai, an amateur in their eyes, wrote drama scripts that were mature and above the passing grade.

After Liu Mengmei introduced herself, she went to visit her friend Han Zi and ended up.Then came Du Liniang's father, Du Bao——

The story began to proceed in an orderly manner.

Everyone was immersed in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

There is no other reason, only because Lu Bai used the singing of Kunqu opera in the play "The Peony Pavilion" with the help of the practice method provided by the panel.Although these actors have only been studying for more than half a month, and they are still a long way from Dacheng, they can already sing a bit of the charm of Kunqu Opera.

Needless to say, Kunqu Opera is known as "the ancestor of a hundred operas and the master of a hundred operas".

Its status and the shock it brings to those who have never heard Kunqu Opera need not be mentioned.In particular, Kunqu Opera has gorgeous and melodious singing, elegant chanting, delicate performances, and elegant dances. Although the current stage layout is not perfect, it has already reached the highest level of opera performance in this era.

Paired with the refined libretto of "The Peony Pavilion", it is simply an ultimate enjoyment of "elegance".

The crowd was fascinated.

In the pavilion at the back, although it is a little far away from the stage, the singing voice was sent from afar. The family members didn’t care at first, but when the singing voice sounded, it quickly reached the state of my heart, and the whole mind was immersed in it. I hate that the stage is too far away.

Lu Qinghuan was rehearsing and heard them sing.

But obviously, singing during the rehearsal is different from singing now, especially in the peach blossom forest, in the drizzle, on the west mountain, such an elegant scenery, coupled with the elegant singing voice that is blown away by the wind, makes people feel great physically and mentally. edification.

This singing was also sent to Dongshan.

At the Dongshan Poetry Conference, everyone was commenting on their own poems, and only Wang Changkang was meditating.

His poem has already been written, and he is the undisputed champion at the Dongshan Poetry Conference. Everyone also praised his poem as good, no worse than that of "Peach Blossom Temple Song", but Wang Changkang knows it himself. He won, but he fell behind in this artistic conception.

He wanted to get this place back, so he had been thinking hard.

At this moment, a strange singing voice that he had never heard before was sent to his ears by the wind.

"Huh?" Wang Changkang raised his eyebrows.

Although the libretto is hard to hear, the singing——

Wang Changkang had to admit that it was beautiful, gorgeous and tactful, as sweet as the crisp birdsong in the forest.

"Prince Wang—" A gifted scholar wanted Wang Changkang to comment on his poems.

His poems have received unanimous praise from others, except Wang Changkang.

"Shh!"

Wang Changkang signaled him to shut up.

He listened attentively to the opera, and his surprise grew bigger and bigger. He happened to hear a few lines of libretto, which were very elegant, but the key point was that he had never heard this word before.

It's not that Wang Changkang is boasting. As a generation of talented people, he has memorized almost all the good opera scripts by heart.

But this playbook is obviously not old.

He is new.

And this singing style is also very new, but it surprised Wang Changkang far more than the libretto.

As soon as Wang Changkang heard this singing style, he became fascinated by this genre of opera. He couldn't wait to know what kind of singing style it was and when it came into being-this singing style is too much blessing for people with good diction.

Moreover, for the whole Liyuanxing, this singing is almost revolutionary.

"Who, whose theater troupe is singing?" Wang Changkang asked, his voice anxious, and for a while overwhelmed the noise of the poetry meeting.

Poetry immediately quiets down.

Kang Wang saw that Wang Changkang was listening sideways, so he hurriedly followed suit, and then he heard the intoxicating singing.

sounds amazing.

only--

When Kang Wang came back to his senses, he found that this play was probably sung by the people who met Luo Wang in Xishan.

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only--

When Kang Wang came back to his senses, he found that this play was probably sung by the people who met Luo Wang in Xishan.

Kang Wang was afraid that he heard it wrong.

He asked the little eunuch to inquire, and then everyone was still immersed in the soft and delicate accent.

The little eunuch came back soon.

He found out everything clearly, and he told Lu Bai that the singer was indeed from the Xishan Poetry Association, and he also learned that this was a new play sung by Lu Bai's actors, "I heard it was the master Lu. written in a notebook."

Wang Changkang's eyes, which were closed to admire, opened instantly.

All of you present panicked for a while.

They knew about the bet between Lu Bai and Wang Changkang, they also knew that Wang Changkang had been slapped in the face by Lu Bai, and they knew that Liyuan did not stand up for Wang Changkang for some reason.

Now if Wang Changkang wants to express his anger, he can only win the bet, but now this song——

No matter how much everyone defended Wang Changkang, they had to admit that Lu Bai's play was very good.

That being the case, they can only make a fuss about other aspects.

"Lu Bai, a country boy, can write such elegant operas? Besides, he is in a wasteland in the northwest, and this song is written by Wu Nong softly, full of Jiangnan style. I think it was written by Miss Gu, and then pretended In his name to win Immortal Wang." Someone said firmly.

This statement aroused the approval of many people, and they nodded unanimously.

"Brother Tai is right. This must have been written by Gu Qinghuan. A drama, from the beginning of writing to the completion, if it is meticulously crafted, it will not be completed in a year. He can come up with it so quickly, and he has rehearsed it well. Yes, it looks like it has been prepared in advance." Another person said.

Another young master clapped his hands and said with a light smile, "If that's the case, wouldn't Immortal Wang win for sure?"

The bet at that time was a book that could be practiced.

Fourth Miss Gu has no strength to restrain a chicken, and she doesn't know how to practice at all. This is a well-known thing in the world. A book written by a person who can't practice will naturally not know how to practice, so Wang Changkang is sure to win.

Everyone nodded together, "Yes, yes, what you said is true."

Playbooks can be faked, but playbooks that can be practiced cannot be done for others or faked.

They praised one after another, saying that with Wang Changkang's talent, it was easy to win over Lu Bai.

Wang Changkang opened his eyes, looked at them casually, and then closed them again.

He was not overwhelmed by the compliments from everyone. As a person who is quite accomplished in opera, he admired and admired the opera style that was brought to his ears very much, and even felt a deep sense of inferiority.

Although he couldn't understand the libretto, he had to admit that for the time being, the playbook written by Lu Bai set a precedent and created a genre. In the future, the Liyuan business will definitely leave Lu Bai's name behind.

This is a great achievement. Even Wang Changkang, before hearing this song, did not have the thought of getting involved in this achievement in the past.

However, no matter who wrote this opera, no matter whether this opera can be practiced or not, he has already set a benchmark there.

Wang Changkang had to climb over this mountain to reach his peak.

He is now more serious than ever before, even more serious than writing a notebook when he was about to avenge Lu Baiyi's shame.

It used to be about grievances.

Now it's about his hobbies, his aspirations, what he's been fighting for all his life.

Therefore, everyone in the Dongshan Poetry Society is full of confidence in Wang Changkang, and when they are determined to win, Wang Changkang has already put himself in the position of a challenger, and he dare not have any pride and arrogance.

He even felt that his competition with this song was related to his practice, and it was a crucial battle in his pursuit of immortality.

If successful, the future is bright.

If he fails, his goal will be to surpass this mountain, not to reach the pinnacle of cultivation.

To seek immortality and ask questions is to ask the heart, where the heart is, and where the Tao is.

Seeing that Wang Changkang kept his eyes closed and did not speak, everyone stopped after shouting a lot, and then the poetry meeting quieted down, and everyone lost interest in tasting poems, because the opera sent by the wind sang: "People are easy to grow old, too many things are harmful." , Dreams are hard to grow. A little affection, three points of shallow soil, half of the setting sun..."

For a while, poetry will be quieter.

This soft and delicate singing voice fluttered in the air amidst the slanting wind and drizzle, and the peach blossoms were falling, and went to the distance with the wind.

Until it fills the entire capital city.

For a moment, the incomparably majestic capital city became a little more tender because of it.

On the Qinhuai River, the Red Chamber Poetry Club.

Although the talented and beautiful people were amazed by Lu Bai's "Song of the Peach Blossom Temple", it did not prevent them from composing poems.

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, if Lu Bai is regarded as an evildoer - Lu Bai is already an evildoer, since he is not in the same category as them, naturally there is no reason to compare them.

Besides, the title of their poem is Yanliu.

So they are still talking about poetry, maybe because of the release of "Peach Blossom Temple Song", there is no suspense for this year's poetry champion, they simply let go, and when talking about poetry, they are less competitive and more flattering—since The evildoers were born, and of course these evildoers must learn to hug each other to keep warm.

When they were chatting, they were still waiting for good poems to come out elsewhere, which could overwhelm Lu Bai's prestige.

Now Lu Bai seems to be the most popular person in the capital. If today's poetry meeting still wins the top poem, then needless to say, after today, there will be no two in the limelight. I am afraid that there will be no four great masters or eight great talents in the capital in the future. .

Unfortunately, Young Master Lu, Mo Wenquan, Gu Ming and Chen Xi are the four young masters.

However, what they were waiting for was not news of a good poem, but a play——

"Dongshan poems will be handed down. It is said that Dongxishan poems will be very quiet now. Even Wang Changkang from Liyuan is listening to the opera quietly." said the servant who uploaded the news.

In the Beijing Poetry Club, the last one to pay attention is Dongxishan Poetry Club.

The masters of these two poetry clubs will become the masters of this dynasty sooner or later, so their every move is being watched.

Now that the Eastern and Western Poetry Conference has fallen into silence because of a play, the news naturally comes out as if it has grown legs.

Not only did it spread to the Red Mansion, but it also spread to the Hefang of the Qin Family.

Miss Du was not surprised at all, "The opera troupe of the restaurant is in the nearby house, and their rehearsal sounds are occasionally carried by the wind—"

Du Xiaoxiao paused, with a look of curiosity, anticipation and astonishment on his face, "How should I put it, it sounds nice, unique, beautiful, and touching."

Du Xiaoxiao used four times in a row, bluffing everyone, "What do you mean?"

"It sounds good because of the tone. The tone of this play is very novel. It's unheard of, unseen, and unique, but it has its own style—" Du Xiaoxiao feels that this is hard to explain. If you have a chance, it's better to listen to it yourself.

That's what makes this play unique.

As for the beauty, it refers to the choice of words and sentences in the opera, which can be called the hands of everyone.