half face makeup

You have to say this sentence ten times before you can sit down to eat.

And this time "autumn scenery divides geese and kings", Master Huge is also full of confidence.It's just that he is slightly regretful that Di Jinzhuang has no disciples so far because of his high vision. Otherwise, if he hits with his disciples together, then this feeling... ah, it's so wonderful!

But the disciples of Master Juju are obviously very interested in defeating the mythical makeup goddess... Uh, anyway, when the reporter interviewed them in the background, the big disciple who had high hopes gritted his teeth and puffed his cheeks, and said with a forced smile: "Well, yes Yes, we will bring out our best performance, master and he don’t have to worry at all! I also ask all audience friends to support us a lot!”

The sharp-eyed Chi Rong filmed this segment with a high-resolution mobile phone, and then zoomed in on a corner of the video for me—this big disciple, whom the master didn’t have to worry about, was shaking crazily at a rate of eighteen times per second.

The next day, the competition was held.

All the masters have their own strengths, and there are thousands of disciples under the sect, and the repertoires performed are all new plays made by the masters themselves recently. People are overwhelmed.

Soon it was Master Juju's turn. The first disciple of Master Juju was named Ma Guohe. He had very handsome features, but he had a Chinese character face. smooth.

The opera chosen by Ma Guohe is called "Song Ling He Shou", which was planned by Da Dashi for two years and created based on the legend of the Qinhuai fairy Yunjin.

This old story comes from Xianhe Bridge. According to legend, an old artist who worked for a rich man lived in the west of the ancient city of Nanjing.One time, the rich man forced Zhang Yong to weave a brocade hanging screen of "pine age, crane longevity".The old man was overwhelmed, and had no choice but to beg Yunjin Empress, who protects the poor brocade.As a result, a fairy really came. Suddenly, the loom made a continuous sound, and the pattern appeared on the brocade.When the rich man came to collect his debts, the two cranes on the brocade suddenly came alive and drove away the rich man, so the whole play ended happily.

This is a good story full of positive energy.

Dozens of musical instruments are playing in harmony, and the dan horns on the stage have long hair as black as clouds, with sparkling lights on their heads, turning around and stepping back, embellished with just the right libretto, soft and moving, with flowing sleeves, under this figure that is going with the wind, It seems to have a sense of wonderland.

And the singing voice of Ruan Nong is really like the light and smooth color of Yunjin, one of the three major brocades in China, and the ending sounds seem to touch people's hearts.

When the cloud brocade casts a spell in the play, thousands of brocades are covered with embroidered pictures, Ma Guohe does not know what he has done, the costumes all over his body change color in an instant, and the gorgeous lines meander all the way to the cuffs, at that moment the music is suddenly high-pitched, and the radiant brilliance bloom!

It is worthy of being the masterpiece of the great master, and it is also a passionate interpretation of the personal disciples.

This "Pine Age and Crane's Longevity" ended slowly with music, and the applause was like thunder.

I don't have the heart to peel the peanuts anymore. It's really hard to surpass this height. I don't know how the goddess can win the round.Chi Rong, on the other hand, enjoyed his meal, and he was full of confidence in his family's cash cow: "Small tricks, safe and sound, Master Zhuang doesn't like it."

I also settled down when I heard the words, and I became a little interested: "The goddess should have made preparations, too, let me reveal a little bit?"

Chi Rong said to me: "I have been rehabilitating drugs for the past few months, and I am not prepared at all."

I:"……"

So Chi Da, you let the goddess go with such a breeze without taking anyone with you? !

Fuck, why did your father pass on the position of head of the family to you, a little bitch who can't even remember the date of his death! !

The 100-inch ultra-high-definition screen clearly wrote Master Juju's triumph on his face. After interspersed with a reporter's interview, Master Jujube began to accept compliments from other masters.Then he looked at Di Jinzhuang with a smooth expression: "What do the makeup masters think?"

Di Jinzhuang smiled lightly, and turned to ask an elderly master from Huangtu Gaopo next to him: "Senior Zhang, do you understand what the Danjiao performance on stage just now is?"

The old master hesitated for a moment, then said: "Is it the story of the snail girl?"

Great Master: "..."

Dripping makeup picked up the teacup in front of him, brushed away the tea foam on it, and lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry, Master Juju, I think what I saw was a classical Chinese dance, not an opera."

Before Master Juju could react, he suppressed his temper and said, "May I ask Master Makeup what does it mean?"

"Obviously, operas are mainly about narrative, and deduce complex storylines." Di Jinzhuang took a sip of tea and put the lid on the teacup again. The whole text is lyrical. Fortunately, I grew up on the edge of the Qinhuai River, so I barely know what this is talking about, but you also have to take care of masters from other places who come from the high slope of the loess, so you can’t understand this kind of less famous legend."

Master Juju is not stupid, so he recalled it immediately, but how could he admit defeat, and immediately retorted: "Isn't the dance of opera used for expressing emotion? Expressing feelings from the story, is this the most basic requirement?"

Dipping makeup casually: "Of course I don't reject the lyricism of opera dance, but the reason why it is generally lacking is mainly because it can be expressed with singing. But Master Da, your play lasts 10 minutes from beginning to end, and there are only a few singing voices. sentence."

Master Huge was so eager to win that he probably forgot about this.Moreover, ever since he challenged Dripping with a new work that he had been pondering for a long time, he was criticized from the beginning to the end with reason and evidence. Qiji, and then added more dances, but the cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness.

This is indeed a big taboo in Chinese opera. Master Huge said "this is this" for a long time, but he couldn't give any reason.

With all her makeup on, she knocked on the table again: "There are two more points, so I'll talk about them together. One is your beloved disciple's dance moves, where is the opera footwork? I can see only As soft as a snake, I don’t see anything else. There is none of the analogy and sign language movements that opera requires.”

Master Juju stubbornly said: "I have transformed this kind of dance!"

"The dance of narrative requires you to see what you want to do. Unless you are a Sri Lankan, in opera sign language movements, nodding means you want it, shaking your head means you don't want it." Di Jinzhuang propped his face with one hand, "Unfortunately, I saw your beloved apprentice, master, only one bowed his head. Is he looking down at the common people? Or is he looking for gold?"

Great Master: "..."

"You interrupted me just now. The second point I want to say is also the critical point that can best distinguish classical dance and opera dance." Di Jinzhuang's voice suddenly turned cold, "I didn't see the appearance. In opera, it is all The smooth movements are not fixed, I can let people replay the video of the shooting just now, please take a look, masters, how many positive portrayals can there be of the great master and love!"

The audience was silent for a moment.

Most of the masters here have been immersed in opera for half a century, and they were shocked by the gorgeous dance of Ma Guohe just now. A very objective standpoint to analyze "Song Ling He Shou" which was full of praise just now.

Master Juju was almost depressed on the spot. Suddenly he slapped the table, looked at Di Jinzhuang, and gritted his teeth: "Master Makeup, you criticize so brilliantly, so may I ask, do you dare to come on stage?"

……

Note:

The source of the legend in "Song Ling He Shou" is "Story of Old Place Names"

The legendary Xianhe Street is located at the northwest end of Qinhuai River Xinqiao, starting from Jiqing Road in the south and ending at Xianhe Bridge in the north.

Reference to theoretical data:

"On the Differences between Chinese Classical Dance and Opera Dance"

The author has something to say: Fuck me, I thought this chapter could end the Goddess Dance, it seems I was naive

☆, Qinhuai Bayan

There was another silence that seemed to be overwhelming.

And in this silence, Di Jinzhuang just smiled lightly like frost and snow: "Of course I dare."

When the three words landed, the audience held their breaths and burst into earth-shattering cheers. Numerous signs and flags were held up, and the voice turned from a meaningless scream into a huge torrent: "The Goddess of Makeup! The Goddess of Makeup! The Goddess of Makeup!! "

Di Jinzhuang stood up, took off the windbreaker on his shoulders and hung it on the back of the chair, and then the staff on both sides who could clearly see that it was Meng Poting in disguise stepped forward and followed closely.He nodded slightly to the digital masters present: "I'm going to change my makeup."

Even in front of the TV at this moment, I excitedly waved the peanut in my hand to the ground.

Chi Rong clicked his tongue, got off the sofa and looked for peanuts on the ground, and said angrily, "Yishu, don't waste snacks, okay! Do you know that it's hard to find pure natural food now! This bag of high-quality peanuts is my go-to bag." I bought it for 38 yuan and [-] cents in a poor village a hundred miles away! I am so kind to share the pollution-free things with you, if you do this again, I will bring potato chips!"

I was stunned and very annoyed: "You didn't take out the potato chips earlier! I thought your family was so poor that only peanuts were left!"

Chi Rong was even angrier when he heard this, and pointed at the 100-inch ultra-high-definition ADSDS TV display: "I smashed it!!"

I immediately withered: "Don't, don't, don't! Come back soon after the commercial, Master Chi, hurry up and eat peanuts."

……

The eight layers of red yarn hang down without bones, and the empty high platform is dark and indifferent.

The picture freezes at this moment, and at that moment, the windless and automatic red yarn covers the sky and covers the sky, with the unique ancient charm of Qinhuai, as if through the thousands of threads, you will see through the secular world thousands of years ago.

The sound of drums is repeated one after another, the yueqin is quiet, and the red gauze fades away like a tide in an instant.

"The world of mortals and purple moss, as if competing for brilliance to reach the Qingcheng, the time is rushing, and the steaming feathers are fluttering."

A Siping teaser sounded with the ending of the palace tune, the drums beat repeatedly, and the pipa wheel was plucked with fingers. When the music gradually became better, the neon clothes and seven-color costumes on the stage turned on their axes, as swiftly as a wind and thunder.

"Twisting one hundred heavy vertical thirteen turns!" I heard Chi Rong exclaim.

I just felt that the rotation was so fast that it would blind my eyes: "Chi commentator, what is that?"

Chi Rong's face was serious: "Look at the place where the horse crossing the valley dance in "Pine Age and Crane Shou" just now received the most applause. It is a very difficult rotation in the dance, and it is named 'Twisting, White and Vertical'. This rotation requires strength from the waist, with the left foot as the axis and the right foot as the auxiliary. The Baihui acupoint is at the center of gravity, and the straight lines of the shoulders are perpendicular to the center of gravity of the human body. Generally speaking, the rotation can last for about five seconds. The internal energy rotated three times, Ma Guohe rotated eight times, which is called "twisting and reducing double rotations", and Mr. Zhuang was trying to show him off... He made thirteen rotations in five seconds! Twisting Bai The highest achievement again, thirteen turns!"

At the same time, exclamations rose to the sky at the same time, and countless shutters clicked.

However, there was a sudden sound of Jinghu tearing apart!

The rapidly spinning body stopped, the tassels on the filigree dotted emerald head fringed, and there was a crisp sound, and the makeup dripped off and he raised his eyes coldly.

Just as I was holding my breath, a series of high-pitched sonos suddenly sounded, like ten thousand horses galloping ten miles, and the beacon smoke roared. The volume was strong, comparable to the magnificence of history.

Under this torrent, the singing voice of the gorgeous figure on the stage is like the sound of gold, stone and jade colliding: "The sword, the light and the sword, the king moves the six armies and Chang'an is in trouble, and the ancient tombs and barren hills, do you think of jade and hate!"

"Fei Shang left behind, ants and thieves survived, and the new dynasty is confused, so it's just a mistake of beauty! Today, the Ming Dynasty is abandoned, and the Qing Dynasty is abandoned, but I don't know why Su Su is mourning?"

……

"Chen Yuanyuan! It's Chen Yuanyuan!" Chi Rong exclaimed excitedly, "Ming collapsed and Qing prospered, Wu Sangui was furious over Yi Chongguan!"

This play is actually about Chen Yuanyuan, a famous Qinhuai prostitute. According to ancient books, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng attacked Beijing, and his subordinate Liu Zongmin kidnapped Chen Yuanyuan, a beauty in Wu Sangui's mansion. .

But according to the meaning of the goddess' libretto, some people are quite indifferent to this act of mobilizing the six armies for the beauty.In fact, this historical factor is inextricably linked with every move. There is nothing wrong with a beauty, and she has nothing to do with it, leaving the name of eternal disaster.

"Awe-inspiring posture, this is the character of a generation of famous prostitutes." Chi Rong sighed, "The pretentious and artificial are all dust and mud. It's just that since ancient times, love has not lasted long, so what if you are angry and overthrow the country?"

At this moment, the red gauze on one side suddenly rises, and the pen is written with all the make-up dripping off. The name of this first scene-"Neon Clothes Overturning the Dynasty"

The unison of the musical instruments on the stage gradually weakened, leaving a rustling sound in the air, dripping all makeup, moving forward and retreating, wanting to rush must rely on, the hesitation of bright colors adds to the sadness, accompanied by Xiaoming's words half a minute Juejue sighed with a half smile: "Moving flowers and trees, changing feathers and moving palaces, people go here, and there is nothing left when they go here. Qinshui flows eastward, and the blue lamp burns eighty times, endlessly!"

As the make-up was gone and the steps were taken, a strand of temple hair suddenly appeared, and other harmony songs slowly joined in like mushrooms after a spring rain, and finally merged into a shocking Sanskrit music, where all the gods and Buddhas seemed to come together in the music!

With all the makeup on, he brushed his face with his sleeves and unfolded it again. At that moment, Chen Yuanyuan's glamor and charm faded completely.

"Yu Cong's love for stabbing the tongue, the small plate is poor, who is the writer? Who is playing it? Sai Sai refuses to mention it again!"

"It's Bian Yujing." Chi Rong clapped his hands suddenly, "I know what Master Zhuang's play is about, Qinhuai Bayan!"

I thought about it carefully: "Is it a new work? I haven't heard of it before."

"Forget it, the copyright was just bought three months ago, and the retrospective is still under preparation." Chi Rong looked at the screen, "But I think we can promote the release of the album in advance, look, there are people in the auditorium. They all look fierce like hungry wolves."

Bian Yujing, one of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, is chivalrous and free and easy. He once fell in love with Wu Weiye, but he didn't expect that the other party was a playboy, and parted ways after being rejected.Unexpectedly, a few years later, Wu Weiye was frustrated in his official career and frustrated in love, so he pursued her instead.Bian Yujing cut it off when he broke it, and abandoned it when he lost it, and fled into Buddhism.In order to repay the kindness of Zheng's healing, he wrote the "Dharma Flower Sutra" with blood on his tongue, and sincerely moved all the Buddhas in Xuantian, and the Bodhisattva shed tears.

The second roll of red gauze falls down, all the make-up is dripping down, and the sleeves are pressed with hands, and there is also a chivalrous spirit when picking up the pen——"Zhai Dao Sai Xian"

The style changed suddenly, all the make-up was dripped off and turned around, the daring color melted away like snow, leaving only the romantic beauty.

——Baiyan, the three bandits of Baimen, was redeemed by the ruthless Zhu Guobi, and was buried among thousands of concubines.However, Zhu Guobi fell into trouble and went to prison, and only Kou Baimen collected the ransom.Zhu Guobi wanted to relive his old dream, but Kou's Baimen just sneered and left in a huff. He returned to Jinling, built a high pavilion, invited guests, drank happily, and spent half his life in a romantic relationship.

"Short clothes, wind and frost, soldiers and horses, paying off the one hundred thousand hire money, Jun En is ashamed, what has I to do with you! You have been sinking all your life, looking for a chic place, why do you regret it?"

On the stage, the high city collapsed, and the sky was full of dust, leaving only the beauties laughing in isolation.

The red yarn is scattered, and the font of the letter is wanton and smooth——"Wine and Jinling"

With all the makeup on, the shawl of the costume suddenly faded away, the dazzling golden red slipped down, and the costume was suddenly clear and beautiful. He raised his head, his romantic color faded away with the wind, his brows and eyes were so lonely and indifferent, and there was a poetic quietness in his belly.

"Xiaotangzhu, spring blowing hall, listening to the sheng but not playing, hearing the ruan but not getting up, don't make promises lightly!"

A trend and a dramatic action were completed, and I could see that it was a story of teasing power and traitors. When the makeup was dripping and a folding fan was unfolded, with a painting of cliffs and weeping orchids on it, a flash of light flashed in my mind: "Ma Xianglan!"

Ma Xianglan, the fourth of the eight beautiful, is good at painting orchids, intelligent and arrogant, and once used urine orchids to satirize Wei Zhongxian, a powerful traitor.He has made friends with Wang Zhideng for half a hundred years, but has never married.My friend's [-]th birthday, Ma Xianglan celebrates his birthday on a thousand-mile ferry, and when the oil lamp is about to die, I leave the last swan song for nothing.

"Eighteen kalpas will burn the world, and when the storm gathers, Tu Su Fuhuang is also true—it's chaos!"

Di Jinzhuang half-covered his face with a blue fan in his hand, his expression was as clear as water, and his brows were slightly furrowed, but the sound was low and high, and the last sound shook people's hearts!

It's like the shocking sword of a peerless swordsman on the top of the Five Sacred Mountains, and it's like the death of the saddest dragon bird on the vast continent!

Chi Rong had a look of astonishment on his face: "Fuck! Five octaves! Master Zhuang's singing has been soaring five octaves in a row!!"

The musical instruments are playing together, and the red yarn trembles under the sound waves, but the words written on it are tough and rugged——"The Lonely House"

The fifth piece of music was covered by a piece of lute plucked by the fingers, and the drumbeat fell gently. Suddenly, the corners of the mouth were slightly raised when all the makeup was dripping off. Zhang Jueyan's face seemed to be filled with a lively and fragrant demon.

"Gu Meisheng!"

Qinhuai's fifth beauty, Gu Meisheng, is indulgent and bold, charming and natural, and finally from a generation of famous prostitutes, she was conferred the title of first-rank madam by the royal family.And Gu Meisheng had a favorite legend. The Neo Confucianist Huang Daozhou once boasted that "there are prostitutes in his eyes, but there are no prostitutes in his heart".Although the official and unofficial history information is not exhaustive and accurate, one can get a glimpse of this son's sigh in some corners: "Fantasy, where does the demon come from? It's greedy to stay!"

With all the make-up dripping off, Mo Yue came quietly, retreated to the edge of the stage, raised her brows, adding a touch of wickedness, and suddenly leaned over and stretched out her hand to slightly lift the chin of a girl in the front row, speaking in a playful tone As if smoked with alcohol: "The smoke is as light as Dai, and the fragrant mash is smelled from far and near. The embroidered couch is leaning against the railing. You have been drunk for three rounds, and you still sleep together?"

While all the audience booed, applauded and envied, the SLR camera in the girl's hand hit the ground with a bang.

Five volumes of red gauze fall, the calligraphy is charming and stubborn - "Hengbo Jizheng"

The style of music becomes weak, soft and lonely, the makeup is dripped and the hair is combed slowly, the beauty that was so flamboyant just now dissipates, the eyebrows and eyes are soft, the flowers are held in hand, the steps are graceful, soft as if boneless, the sleeves of the clothes are smooth, and the moon is falling Wave smoke, the wind is drunk.

Chi Rong murmured: "This is walking!"

I was surprised: "Didn't it say that it has been lost for more than 1000 years?"

Chi Rong asked back: "But if it's not the legendary walking, what is it?"

This scene is very interesting. The famous prostitute is Dong Xiaowan, who is well-educated and has excellent cooking skills. She sang her original dishes with that kind of gentle voice, and immediately I peeled peanuts much more diligently.

For a long time, the red gauze was on the ground, all the makeup was dripped, and the flowers were replaced by flowers, with a delicate and indifferent posture——"Sweeping and Cutting Crisp"

At the very beginning of the next segment, I heard exclamations from the audience: "Peach Blossom Fan!"

One of the top ten Chinese classical tragedies, "The Peach Blossom Fan", a beautiful woman with a peach fan, white silk stained with blood, a tragedy of forced marriage by power.

But Di Jinzhuang did not choose this classic clip, but chose Ruan Dacheng to secretly donate to Jinhou Fangyu, giving him money to comb the famous prostitute Li Xiangjun.Ruan Dacheng was a treacherous man, and Hou Fangyu hesitated after learning that it was his money, but Li Xiangjun was angry, and threw the hairpin off his head with his hands, waking Hou Fangyu up.

Ridiculous, ridiculous, with the name of the four great talents, but the strength of character is not as good as the romantic beauty.

With all the make-up dripping down, the libretto is fierce, the golden hairpin is thrown in plain hands, the heavy head is finally spread on the floor, the jewels are dazzling, he smiles arrogantly in the luxury, the red gauze brushes his face, and the name he inscribes is as tough as iron——"Qing Ci Cong" meaning"

Qin Huai's seven-colored red gauze went, and the last side she caressed was the No. 1 prostitute who moved Jiangnan——Liu Rushi.

It is said that Liu Rushi's talent is enough to be the first of the eight beauty, which makes many scholars dumbfounded, and his calligraphy is like an iron wrist and silver hook.After marrying Qian Qianyi, when the Qing army went south, Liu Rushi asked to be thrown into the water to die for the country. Qian Qianyi thought for a moment, went down to the pool to test the water, and replied: "The water is too cold to go in."

Liu Rushi: "..."

As the head of the famous prostitutes, Liu Rushi's unshakable character cannot be tarnished, and she tried her best to sink in the pool, but was held back by Qian.

Qian Qianyi had no choice but to accompany Liu Rushi when he refused to surrender for several years.After Qian's death, the clan wanted to seize wealth, so Liu Rushi hanged himself on the money after arranging all the funeral arrangements.The villains from the nearby village panicked and retreated, but the No. 1 prostitute finally disappeared.

There is a white silk belt between the fingers of dripping makeup. After finishing the last roll of red gauze "cold wave" with the pen, the white silk suddenly rises, dripping makeup unties the golden training on the wrist, and the long sleeves swing open, overwhelming the sky. In the red gauze, the fairy posture with white water sleeves rotates in rotation, it is worthy of that sentence of raising eyebrows and turning sleeves like snowflying, the hope of the independent world!

The white silk was rolled up and scattered, and the red gauze surrounded her. That figure was so indifferent to nothingness in this mortal world.

will eventually annihilate.

I let out a long sigh of relief, this beauty in history has finally gone away, and the heavy feeling carries the soft gauze, and it will also be shattered.

But in an instant, the vision suddenly appeared!

I heard the exclamation from the audience, and Chi Rong also said in surprise: "Chen Yuanyuan?"

A gorgeous woman walked out of the red gauze of "Neon Clothes Covering the Country" that was extremely gorgeous, and she was exactly the Chen Yuanyuan in the first scene!

But immediately after, I couldn't help shouting out: "Bian Yujing!"

"Zhai Dao Sai Xian" walks out of a reserved woman, the posture just freezes, and the romantic woman in "Drunken Jinling" walks out immediately... Kou Baimen, Ma Xianglan, Gu Meisheng, Dong Xiaowan, Li Xiangjun, Liu Rushi, Qinhuai Bayan !

I was shocked and said, "This...what's going on?"

Eight peerless bewitching beauties with their own styles stood smiling, the red gauze gradually stopped behind them, and then the whirling white silk suddenly fell down, the music was cold and gloomy, and the Beijing erhu had a low tone.

The bells and drums are pounding!

The white silk fell completely!

The stunning swordsman suddenly tore open the white silk, raised his eyes and froze in an instant, his long hair was loose, his lips were cold and white, he was wearing a golden brocade dress, wearing a bow tie, wearing a plume, four silk banners and ribbons fluttering behind him, holding a sharp painted halberd in his hand, and the tail of the brocade is like a tassel undisciplined.

The music was played in a low key, and the two famous courtesans moved suddenly. The movements were simple and smooth, and the comparison was very strong. One seemed to be ordering something, while the other was weaving with a loom.

The bells and drums roared for the second time!

Daomadan stepped forward with a bow and arrow, drew his halberd back to defend, and the brocade on the halberd flew up, and it was frozen again.

The deep music sounded again, and there were two courtesans again, one was begging God, and then the other came, and a golden brocade filled the sky emerged in her hands, painted with patterns of cranes.

The bell and drum sounded for the third time!

Daomadan turned around beautifully, with a heroic posture, but that clear face seemed to be full of fairy spirit, the painting halberd suddenly hit the ground, he raised his head, smiled indifferently, and once again froze.

Ruan Se whispered, and walked out of the two famous prostitutes who went against the clock. One was fierce and wanted to snatch the loom, and the other was weak and unable to take it back. The opponent swooped forward.

The sound of bells and drums, the fourth thunderous movement, is deafening!

Daomadan suddenly laughed silently, and stopped silently.

As for the last two famous courtesans, one acted aloof, the other was smiling and begging for something, and the floor was full of tributes.

It took Chi Rong a long time before he slapped the table: "It turned out to be the 'Four Bees Anti-Dingyuan Appearance'!"

This term is very obscure, and Chi Rong told me for a long time before I understood it.In fact, this method of presentation is very ingenious. It is presented in the form of a memoir and requires the cooperation of many people.The protagonist makes four freeze-frame appearances, and with the interval of four times, the people next to him will silently show the protagonist's memories and narrate the development of the situation.

I hesitated: "This memory-like story...is very familiar."

Chi Rong sighed: "Stupid you, isn't this the "Pine Age and Crane Life" written by Ma Guohe just now?"

Ma Guohe's "Pine Age and Crane's Longevity" is a story of positive energy, but it is only limited to the first half of the story.

Empress Yunjin's ending was actually very tragic.

Legend has it that after the rich man was injured by a crane, he felt dissatisfied and offered tribute to other gods to pray for revenge.The gods, greedy for money, took the tribute, and arrested Yunjin for their crimes in the mortal world.Yunjin used the thousands of brocades on the painted halberd as a defense, and Xianli couldn't hurt her.But the gods captured the old man weaving brocade and forced him to use the crane on his cloth to assassinate Yunjin.

A beak pierces the heart.

"Death of Yunjin!"

I thought of this and looked at the screen in amazement.

The red gauze swept across, and the eight courtesans faded away like sand.

However, the figure in the center is magnificent, under the light of thousands of daylights, the costume that looks like a golden brocade was originally pure white. Despair, shed a hundred years of bitter hatred that went deep into the bone marrow!

Jinghu suddenly collapsed!

It was so much like the chirping of the crane!

The ecstatic dance was stopped by the cold, and the pure white figure fell silent for a second without any warning. At the same time, I heard the uncontrollable screams from the audience.

The blood stained the clouds and brocades, turning into the sunset glow of the setting sun.

The crane screamed, all its feathers fell, and it went with the wind.

People's hearts, people's hearts, eventually make the fairy heart die.

Dressed in white clothes with all the makeup on, three thousand splashes of ink and long hair fell to the ground, he was standing among the ten miles of red gauze, his thick eyelashes covered his eyes that were as clear as rain, and there were a few streaks of bright red blood in the depths of his cold white lips, The color is unbelievably deep, and it seems to be bursting with intensity.

The Yueqin rustled, and the white silk was flowing, and when it fell again, only a few wind and dust remained on the stage.

The author has something to say: I must explain that many of these chapters are fabricated by me

First of all—all the poems and librettos are indeed my original scum. If you have studied this kind of literature, you should understand that when I was in classical Chinese class, I slept most of the time. . .So something written in a hurry may not be able to withstand scrutiny, so don't scrutinize it, just read it

The nouns of spinning and revealing are my inventions, don't take them seriously

There is also the second half of Yunjin's story, since it is a legend, I just added a follow-up to it.

Oh yes, there is also Gu Meisheng seducing the Neo Confucianist. The information I found is gone here, and I don’t know if it was successful, but I think it should be successful. If not, that man will definitely show it off. , since there is no follow-up article, it means that you have been recruited, right? . .

The word count of this chapter exploded and I still haven't finished it, what the fuck. . .

I really have no research on Chinese opera. If there is something wrong with it, as long as it is not a big bug, forget it. As a new product of drama following the times and merging with modern times, just forget about it after reading it. The next step is to catch up with the plot

☆, the chess game suddenly became turbulent

Different from the thunderous applause of "Song Ling He Shou" before, this time when the curtain ended, the audience was dead silent, and all the masters were too shocked to speak, and in the audience, after the scream at the moment of Yun Jin's death, He didn't make any sound anymore, and at this moment, only a faint cry came.

Qin Huai is colorful, Chen Yuanyuan is beautiful and drunk, Bian Yujing is reserved, Kou Baimen is ups and downs, Ma Xianglan is elegant and ancient, Gu Meisheng is frivolous and frivolous, Dong Xiaowan is indifferent and graceful, Li Xiangjun is resolute and clear, Liu Rushi is vigorous and majestic.Any one of them is a rare Gone with the Wind, but in an instant, there is only one of these eight talents, and they are all displayed without omission. No matter what kind of style is permeated to the bone, with thousands of faces, it can be said that only one person can get all the colors in the world.

And the last piece of "The Sadness of Yunjin" that shakes the heartstrings pushes the whole play to its climax, and then ends with a bang, leaving an endless aftertaste.

The make-up was already dripping off the stage. The waiter next to him helped take off the heavy costume and put on the high-necked windbreaker again. He did not take off the make-up as before, but the blood on his lips gradually spread, looking thrilling .

He walked up to the exchange platform where the masters sat, took out a napkin, covered the lower half of his face, and said lightly, "Sorry, my lip is broken."

Chi Rong sat on the sofa with a complicated expression, and looked at me for a long time: "Why do I feel that Master Zhuang is vomiting blood?"

I was also shocked in my heart, but I still said calmly: "Maybe he bit his tongue."

Chi Rong raised one hand, thought for a while, and put his thumb to the palm of his hand, leaving four fingers behind: "I have four conjectures in total, the lip is definitely not true, the blood is from the inside. The first One maybe he really bit his tongue, and the second maybe he hit his gums..."

I hesitated and said, "Hearing what you said, this kind of accident that happened to the goddess is quite silly."

Chi Rong said solemnly: "I still hope to be a little more stupid, because if I am not stupid, then the third kind comes from the stomach, and the fourth kind is even more terrifying, it is choked out from the lungs."

When I heard it, I was frightened and said, "So serious?"

Chi Rong frowned: "Maybe I guessed wrong, after all, I didn't study medicine." But after a while, he peeled the peanut again irritably, "But the doctor gave a proof four years ago that he can't do high Load exercise!"

It wasn't until Di Jinzhuang was seated again that people who reacted applauded. The sporadic applause gradually attracted everyone, and the final applause was like a wave.

So far, the brilliance of "Pine Age, Crane and Longevity" has been completely dimmed, and the great master's face is red and white. On the one hand, he cannot deny the extremely high artistic achievement of "Qin Huai Eight Beauty", on the other hand, he has been preparing for many years. Being suppressed inside again, this feeling is too blood stasis.

On the contrary, his eldest disciple Ma Guohe is more humble. Although he is nearly thirty years old and is logically the same generation as Di Jinzhuang, Di Jinzhuang has the capital to rank among the masters, and his strength is indeed superb.And Goddess of Makeup became famous with the song "Fu Rong Button", who has conquered countless tens of millions. Even if the master has been teaching them to defeat the enemy, there are still a few apprentices who still go in from one ear to the other and out from the right.

With the master in front of him, Ma Guohe definitely wouldn't dare to ask about the improvement of "Song Ling He Shou".In the end, Master Juju probably was under too much psychological pressure, so he reluctantly changed the topic to his disciples: "Xuehai Wuya, if you have any questions, go and communicate."

So Ma Guohe happily asked the goddess how to portray the character of Yunjin more delicately.

"She was the most beautiful when she died." Di Jinzhuang slowly tapped the palm of his hand with a paper fan, with an indifferent expression, "You have always emphasized her beauty in life, not to mention frivolity, I am really sorry for her shocking death .”

After all, most of the exchanges revolved around "Eight Beauty of the Qinhuai River". After all, the deleted version of such a terrific new work is just a one-person solo dance. If it is expanded, it will definitely be another great work.

"The shape is stopped, the spirit is not stopped, the energy is not expanded, but the law is expanded, the energy is exhausted, and the meaning is infinite."

All of a sudden, an old man with white beard and hair who was seated on the high seat also expressed his admiration. With all his make-up removed, he behaved more politely towards this old man, and immediately nodded: "Old Su's absurd praise, I don't dare to wear makeup."

The old man was in good spirits, and upon hearing the words, he opened his mouth to say a few more words: "Your libretto is indeed a bit of Chi Xia's way of denouncing Fang Qiu's way. It seems that going downstairs is not without successors. That Chi boy was our son back then. The most promising leader of the next generation in this generation, it's a pity, it's a pity, God is jealous of talents. I have also seen his only daughter, and I feel sorry, that girl has not even learned three things from his father. Fortunately, he With discerning eyes and discerning pearls, I can single out a successor like you who can support you from the sea of ​​people."

As soon as I said this, the more I listened to it, the more uncomfortable I felt. I felt that I was ridiculing and provoking.And dripping makeup just smiled lightly: "Heaven is jealous of talents, Mr. Su really understands righteousness."

"..."

I raised my forehead, that old man is really shooting himself in the foot, asking you to use someone's dead teacher to scare you and provoke the relationship between other people's brothers and sisters. Sure enough, God is not jealous of mediocrity.

Turning the topic around so blatantly, suddenly a master next to the old man suddenly said: "Makeup master, I admit that this play is very good from any angle. But there is one thing that you didn't perform well, that is, The good morals of women are like Dong Xiaowan, who took care of her husband who was seriously ill for more than 60 days and nights without taking off his clothes, and finally died of illness, this kind of loyalty and virtuousness, eh, needs to be strengthened."

Dipping off makeup and smiling calmly: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course, like Li Xiangjun, Zhenlie, who has one woman but not two husbands, this is a very good subject, why did you ignore it!"

"Anymore?"

"Oh, and Liu Rushi, in order to protect her deceased husband's property, she did not hesitate to hang herself and followed her husband away. This kind of detail is very expressive, you should find out more!"

"Anymore?"

"Well, the remaining famous prostitutes are not very good in character. Some even marry multihusbands, some abandon their husbands and return to pleasure, and some are simply too corrupt! They blatantly seduce regardless of customs and etiquette! Sigh!"

Dripping all the makeup, he just listened to him with a silent smile.

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