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Chapter 107 Dove Whistle and Sanxian Ming (please subscribe, monthly ticket, and reward)

Guo Sichu's nanny car was parked in a nearby underground parking lot, and the two of them drove directly to the side of the road not long after they passed the Yinding Bridge.

After getting on the bus, Guo Sichu said directly to the female driver: "Go to Wangpi Hutong."

Bianlang had never heard of this place, and he had spent quite a lot of time in BJ in his two lifetimes, but he didn't really know many of the names of these alleys.

Seeing Bian Lang's confused look, Guo Sichu opened his mouth to explain: "The front door is next to Dashilan, and my teacher lives there." With this explanation, Bian Lang finally got some idea.

The nanny car stopped on the road for more than 20 minutes and arrived near Wangpi Hutong. After getting out of the car, Bianlang followed Guo Sichu and walked inside.

After walking for a while, I saw a courtyard in the middle of the alley with a large plaque of "Zhonghe Garden". It seemed that the plaque was quite old, but the gate and bricks of the courtyard looked obviously different from the plaque. The supporting facilities not only look different in terms of age, but also the plaque is not hung on the gate of a courtyard house at first glance.

Seeing doubts on Bian Lang's face, Guo Sichu explained: "Zhonghe Garden is an old theater. Bring this old sign here and hang it up. My teacher is the current successor of Xu Pai, and this yard is also his now."

Hearing this, Bian Lang couldn't help but say: "The yard inside the second ring road, cow!"

Bian Lang didn't have any particular yearning for the courtyard house. Maybe he hadn't seen any really wealthy people before. The most impressive story was that when the Queen of Earth and Earth lived in the courtyard house with Dou Xian, she had to empty the urinal by herself.

So the emotion is the emotion, not to the extent of shock.

When they entered the yard, they saw several little girls in practice uniforms brushing their flower guns in the yard, and an old man with silver hair and fair face was giving serious instructions.

Seeing Guo Sichu coming, the old gentleman put a smile on his face.

"Chuchu, I haven't seen you here for some days, and today you brought a handsome young man, did you send a wedding invitation to me, an old man?"

Guo Sichu is no longer a little girl. In response to her teacher's joke, she replied without changing her face or heartbeat: "I am half a generation younger, and people may not be willing to do it if I am interested. You think so, Bian Lang?" ?”

Bian Lang dared to answer these words: "Just look at your teacher's yard, I don't even know where to get the bride price!"

Hearing Bian Lang's words, Mr. Liu Juyue also knew that he was messing up the mandarin ducks, but he didn't lose his skill: "Chu Chu didn't learn much when he was a child, and he didn't take this path in the end, but it can be regarded as our yellow. Pai's private lady. She has been popular in these years and has helped us a lot. Apart from these old rules in the industry, she is still my half-daughter. If she really meets the right person, my old outfit will be her dowry. "

Bian Lang heard this to help Guo Sichu save face, but it had nothing to do with his coming here today, so he didn't care, and then stepped forward and introduced himself with a smile: "Mr. Liu, my name is Bian Lang, I'm a singer. Rock and roll. I have something to ask for your help today, I wrote a song that incorporates Peking Opera elements, and I thought of you, a teacher who is looking for a few musical instruments, to do something."

When it came to business, Liu Juyue put away the smile on his face, and said solemnly: "Sir, that's the address for the founder of the Kaipai, and this rule can't be messed up. Since Chuchu can bring you here, it proves that this song is not that messy." Yes, I will listen to you sing a few lines."

Guo Sichu, who didn't explain in advance, added: "Blame me, I didn't make it clear to him first. My private lady can only call teacher, Bianlang, you can respect teacher and call boss Liu."

Although the Huang School is also considered a school among Danjiao, its influence is far less profound than the four major Danjiao schools.But one characteristic of the Huang faction is that they don’t have so many sectarian views.In order to spread Peking Opera, as long as it is not messily altered, everyone in their group is willing to cross boundaries to help.

Bian Lang didn't hold back either, after seeing Guo Sichu nod his head, he said, "Boss Liu, shall I sing here?"

Liu Juyue thought for a while, and stopped the group of apprentices who were practicing: "Everyone stop for a while, and move a place for this friend of Chuchu."

As soon as these words came out, several little girls who were juggling all stopped their work, retreated around the yard, and gave way to the center of the yard.

Then Liu Juyue made a gesture of invitation, and Bian Lang walked to the middle of the yard.

He didn't have the tricks of a Peking Opera actor. After nodding to everyone, he sang in a tone that imitated a bit of Lao Dan: "One Night in Beijing, I left a lot of love, whether you love it or not, it's all the dust of history, One Night in Beijing, I left behind a lot of feelings, and I didn’t dare to ask for directions at midnight, for fear of walking deep into the flowers…”

As soon as he stopped speaking, Guo Sichu followed up: "People say that deep in the field of flowers, there lives an old lover, sewing embroidered shoes, and a peaceful old man, who is still waiting for the returnee from the war..."

The two of them just like this, you sing and I come on stage, and they sang this song in the split-off...

When listening to the first sentence, Liu Juyue, who doesn't know English, was still a little confused. After the lyrics gradually deepened, he basically guessed the meaning of the opening sentence.But not sure, he still asked his stunned little apprentice next to him: "That's English at the beginning? What do you mean?"

The little apprentice reacted for a long time before recovering from the shock, and explained to his master: "Master, sister Chu Chu and the others sang the song should be, BJ One Night..."

In order not to interrupt the two, the unconventional Liu Juyue only applauded in his heart: "This name is wonderful! It also combines English, which is even better."

When Guo Sichu sang with a look of crying: "I have waited for a thousand years, why the city gate is not open, I have been waiting for a thousand years, why is my lover not coming back...", even Liu Juyue, At this moment, I wanted to say hello.

As an old BJ and an old man of Liyuanhang, he should not be too familiar with the history and allusions of this city.

In the lyrics, Bian Lang sang: "Don't dare to ask for directions at midnight, for fear of touching a sad soul..." Then to the sentence Guo Sichu just sang, all these things, one by one, the way of creation interspersed with ancient and modern makes the He was greatly inspired.

At the end, Bian Lang's rock-flavored "One Night in Beijing" formed a strong contrast with Guo Sichu's drama. Not only was this contrast not abrupt, but it amplified the characteristics of the two different forms of music. The biggest.

In addition, it is still in this form of duet between men and women, even Liu Yueju, who has lived almost 70 years old, still finds it fresh and shocking.Moreover, this was a cappella singing without any instrumental accompaniment. If it were accompanied by instrumental performance, Liu Juyue could not fully imagine what it would be like.

<divclass="contentadv">Huang Pai’s previous cross-border cooperation was basically to have someone sing a few keynote lines in some good-quality Chinese-style songs. For the whole song, the drama is the icing on the cake. The thing, to put it bluntly, is just a gimmick.

Or they help some musicians create opera songs using Peking Opera themes. Opera songs are songs sung using Peking Opera singing styles, tunes, and routines, plus modern music elements.Original Earth's "Rap Face" is a representative work among opera songs.

But the song "One Night in Beijing" pretended by Bian Lang was completely different. He felt that although Bian Lang's songwriting completely broke away from the original formula of Peking Opera, after colliding with the imported music form of rock, not only did it not weaken The feeling of Peking Opera makes the singing style of Peking Opera more prominent.

Especially as a descendant of the Huang sect of the Dan role school, the parts of Guo Sichuan in "One Night in Beijing" gave Liu Juyue, the descendant, a feeling of being old and generous.

After singing the song, he didn't care about the shocked expressions of the young disciples, and directly shouted: "Okay!"

Immediately afterwards, he also expressed his own thoughts: "Bian Lang, this song really shocked me, tell me how to cooperate, and our Huang faction will do our best to help you."

With this sentence, Bian Lang is about to climb up the pole: "I want to sample the musical instruments directly in the theater. Some ambient sounds are in it, which can highlight the charm of Peking Opera."

After touching for a few seconds, Liu Juyue felt the taste of the words: "You mean you want to record some of Zuoer's voice?"

"Yes, just like your good voice just now, you don't need to be deliberate, this kind of real is the best. We will process and choose when we mix the sound later..."

Hearing this, Liu Juyue asked again: "Is this urgent?"

"I think it would be the best if I have a chance today and tomorrow. I also want to ask you something. I also want to ask someone to record a pure Peking opera version of this song. It is to invite professional old students and Danjiao to sing. Your side I don't know if I can help."

Liu Juyue's eyes lit up after hearing this, he summed it up and then said: "There is a meeting in Tongzhou today. We can go there in time. If you are ready, we will leave now..."

"This couldn't be better!" After finishing speaking, Bian Lang asked Liu Juyue for the address, and then called Baihuapeng, asking for a sound engineer to bring equipment to Tongzhou to meet them.

Seeing his teacher's excitement, Guo Sichu took Liu Juyue's hand and said, "Teacher, how about this gift that Chuchu gave you today?"

"Okay! Okay! It would be even better if there was another wedding invitation from you! Chuchu, don't blame me for nagging, it's not a problem for you to be single at this age, this woman chasing after a man, layer gauze..."

Guo Sichu really didn't have such thoughts before, but after being talked about too much, as a woman, she would always feel a little embarrassed: "Hey, why are you like my parents?"

"They are all of the same generation, why can't they be the same?"

……

It was already around 5pm when we arrived in Tongzhou, and Bian Lang wandered along and entered a theater.The place is not big, it can accommodate about 200 people, and the performance starts in the evening. There are no fans in the garden now, so it seems deserted.

Liu Juyue went to the backstage to talk to someone, and Guo Sichu took Bian Lang and the sound engineer to look around in the garden.

After a while, a middle-aged man dressed in a long gown came out with an empty sanxian. He nodded and greeted the two of them, then sat down in a sunny place and began to wind the sanxian.

As a guitarist, Bian Lang is very interested in plucked string instruments, so he leaned over and watched.After a while, the middle-aged man wound up the strings, fiddled with them twice and started tuning.

After finishing, the middle-aged man asked Bian Lang, "Young man, are you interested?"

Bian Lang nodded and said, "Well, I play the guitar, can you play a piece for me?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "The playing techniques are pretty much the same. I'll give you a piece and you can learn from it?" As he said that, he started to play.

Bian Lang looked at his left hand for pressing the strings. The techniques of board, sticking, kneading, buckling, and sliding are basically similar to those of the guitar, but there is no position. , Sweeping, smashing, rubbing and other techniques are similar.

Just when the middle-aged man was performing to its climax, there was a sudden noise from the courtyard next door. Bian Lang turned his head to look, and saw a group of pigeons fluttering their wings and flying out of the courtyard wall.

After the pigeons took off, they circled the sky above the courtyard, circled again and again, and gradually climbed higher and higher, straight to the sky, and the sound of pigeon whistles with a long lingering rhyme began to enter the ears of the groomsmen.

Combined with this Beijing-flavored Sanxian, all the smog that blocked Bianlang's memory from Yinding Bridge today was dispelled at once.

The deepest part of memory revealed at the end made Bian Lang laugh: "So this is it, I should have thought of it long ago!"

After the middle-aged man finished his performance, Bian Lang borrowed the sanxian, and after studying it for a while under his guidance, he would be able to master it proficiently.

As soon as the sound engineer saw that Bian Lang was going to perform a part, he turned on the equipment and started recording.

Recalling the passage in my memory, Bian Lang started to play, and after playing the prelude full of Beijing flavor, Bian Lang sang: "My home is just inside the Second Ring Road, and there are so many people here. During the time, they were talking about who's family's good and bad, and they were watching what brand of cigarettes you took out..."