Peking Opera Huadan stunning international talent show

After the previous contestant showed off his solo dance, the lights dimmed.

Although audiences from all over the world didn't know what was going on, their eyes were filled with anticipation. The solo stage of the 13 contestants had all been performed, and the rest of them, except Pei Qinyin, didn't think about anything else.

Only an unknown instrument sounded, and the crisp percussion contained an indescribable classical meaning.

After the lights were turned on again, a figure full of flowers has slowly stepped out of the stage.

There are four red flags with blue borders behind her, the red pompom on the handsome helmet trembles slightly, the head is shining like stars under the light of the spotlight, and the pheasant tail feathers on the crown are even more majestic.

The outfit that Shen Zhao specially prepared for her really caught everyone's attention when it came up.

"My God! Is she Pei Qinyin? I can hardly recognize her."

"What kind of dress is this? It's too beautiful!"

Audiences from other countries asked questions one after another, and people from the Hua country began to introduce:

"This is an art in our country called Peking Opera."

"I almost forgot, Pei Qinyin is still a Peking opera actress, she is the most respected and respected figure in the opera circle in our country—the descendant of Shen Zhao!"

"By the way, weren't you surprised by Pei Qinyin's degree from Peking University? By the way, she studied at the Drama Academy."

It was the first time to be asked by so many curious overseas audiences. People from Hua, especially the notes who have been influenced by Peking Opera in recent years, naturally did not miss a chance to popularize science.

"I see Yinyin's appearance, I'm afraid it's Mu Guiying singing today!"

Audiences from other countries also quickly knew through barrage translation that this is the story of a female general!

They suddenly became excited. It turned out that in the history of Huaguo, Hua Mulan was not the only one who had such a story of women joining the army.

For these overseas audiences, Peking Opera is something new that they have never been exposed to.Originally, it would be difficult to appreciate, but because of the selection of the song, they connected Pei Qinyin's character with Hua Mulan, so they understood the intention of this fold very smoothly.

Soon, discussions about appearances and outfits die down the minute the music hits.

The sound of the three-stringed instrument playing, and the pull of Jinghu immediately brought people into the atmosphere. Even foreign audiences were attracted by the sound of this instrument they had never heard before.

Amid the sound of gongs and drums, Pei Qinyin stepped towards the center of the stage, raised her arms, and raised her index finger to her forehead. She turned her head slightly and looked forward. With the heavy sound of gongs and drums, her clear eyes were sure!

Just one gesture of appearance, heroic and valiant, makes people feel vast in the chest.

Pei Qinyin flicked her hands down, and said in a low voice:

"I suddenly heard the sound of the golden drum and the painting horn."

"Awakens me to break the sky and reach the sky."

Like a broken silver bottle, the crisp and bright voice goes straight to the sky. Not only is the upgraded sound texture not wasted in operas, but because of the unique vocal skills of Peking opera, it can carry more emotions.

Whether it was the audience at the scene or in the live broadcast room, they just felt that a gust of Lingyun wind swept across their faces and hit their hearts directly!

"I think peach blossoms were majestic and majestic back then."

Pei Qinyin tapped her skirt lightly, and the lyrics in her mouth resolutely uttered without any hindrance:

"Enemy blood splatter pomegranate skirt."

The person on the stage, with a terrific tone, swept across thousands of mountains and rivers with a flick of his hand.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and their eyes were gradually stained with obsession and amazement.

They seem to have really seen the female general who was ordered in danger, she is extremely powerful, and she is about to wipe out all the invading Xiaoxiao!

Pei Qinyin's lacquered eyes were like lightning, and every word clanked with every turn of her voice:

"During the rest of my life, I should do my duty."

"How can an inch of land belong to others."

The Huaguo audience in front of the screen had their eyes reddened and their throats quivering almost instantly.

People in other countries don't understand. Even if they read the translated lyrics, they only think that Pei Qinyin is acting out a story similar to Hua Mulan.

But the Chinese people present instantly understood the meaning behind these lines.

This is the code given to them by culture and history.

"What's the point of being a clown in Fanbang?"

"I can block with one sword—"

Pei Qinyin pointed down the stage with her fingertips, and the audience in front of the camera couldn't help shuddering all over, their eyes staring straight, they felt that Pei Qinyin's finger pinned their noses even though they were thousands of miles away!

"Hundred-thousand-thousand-soldiers-"

The high and long tune is full of charm, and the voice seems to smash thousands of troops into ashes!

The audience felt utterly overwhelmed, as the sharp sword in that voice pierced through their hearts!

What kind of aura is this, what kind of eyes.

The eyes of the people on the stage are piercing, like ice, even if they don't understand, they can feel the spirit of "whoever is in command if I am not in command, who will be in command if I am not in command" without hindrance!

Soul-stirring.

Until the song was sung, the lingering reverberation still echoed in the hall.

A few seconds later, cheers like thunder erupted at the scene!

The overseas audiences who came back to their senses were so excited that their palms were red!

Their eyes were full of shock and amazement, and they were still immersed in the aftertaste of their first exposure to Peking Opera art.

However, many Chinese people have burst into tears.

In the old house of the Qi family.

Old Qi held the leading crutch with both hands, and hit the ground hard twice.

"Okay, okay!"

Even as the master of a big family, who has experienced countless winds, snows and swords, his voice trembled a little at this time.

The anger that had been suppressed in his chest for decades was completely vented today!

Qi Ye, who had already returned to his country, was standing behind Qi Lao, his posture as straight as a pine tree, looking at the person on the screen, his deep eyes flashed with hot light.

In the living room of Shen's house.

Shen Qingxiao turned his head to look at the person beside him, and sighed softly, "Grandpa, I remember you said two years ago that Pei Qinyin is a gift from time to contemporary Peking Opera, and the hope for the revitalization of the quintessence of Chinese culture."

There was a smile in his eyes, "I didn't quite understand it then, but now I do."

Hearing his grandson's words, Shen Zhao's expression also showed a touch of emotion.

Although he said these words himself, even he did not expect at the time that the senior sister could do this.

He looked at the girl in a costume on the screen, and he seemed to see the appearance of this person who made a sensation in the capital back then.

And now she is glowing with infinite brilliance again, but this time the spectators in the audience have become tens of thousands of people all over the world.

The same thing happens to many people.

Whether it is Dean Wu and the students of the Peking Opera Academy, or the buddies in the Beijing circle, or the directors and actors who have worked with Pei Qinyin, or the hundreds of millions of Huaguo audiences who watched the live broadcast, at this moment, there is something in my heart that is the same. feeling:

How lucky to be able to sing this line and speak their words on this stage that the whole world is watching.

Bitterness and hatred, blood and tears, glory and responsibility, through Pei Qinyin's mouth, through the libretto written thousands of years ago, finally express it quickly!

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Just like the song that was the best in the capital back then, it attracted people running around in the streets and alleys.When the No.1 candidate was announced, the whole world shouted Pei Qinyin's name frantically.

However, these mixed voices disappeared in the ears of the owner of the name.

Pei Qinyin looked up at the topmost position of the pyramid.

The contestants who were already sitting in their seats stood up one after another to welcome her.

She finally took a step and walked to the high platform.

Countless gazes gathered behind him, excited, excited, obsessed, looking up, and expecting.

Pei Qinyin only felt that there were only a dozen or so steps in this area, but she seemed to have walked for a long time.

From past life to present life, from battlefield to arena.

With every step she took, the players from other countries were gradually left behind, and the edge of the pomegranate skirt brushed over the steps, and finally reached the highest position.

Pei Qinyin pulled back her sleeves and turned around slowly. Her eyes were sharp and bright. The phoenix embroidered with gold thread on her dress seemed to be about to burn under the light of the chasing light.

Spotlights, cameras, countless fiery eyes, everything is witnessing this summit.

Just like back then, all nations came to Korea.