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The acquaintance with Liu Qingli also benefited from the vocal music teacher.Jin Ruoyan's new single is based on the libretto of Peking Opera "You Long Xi Feng", in which the elements of Peking Opera are combined with pop music ingeniously, which is not only innovative, but also shows the singer's ability to control different music.

However, there was a small section of Peking opera singing in the middle, but Jin Ruoyan was stumped. He didn't pay attention to Peking opera, let alone singing.Although learning a few lines on the spur of the moment can be fooled, but Jin Ruoyan attaches great importance to his first single, and asked the vocal teacher to find out the cause and effect of this libretto.

The vocal teacher was so annoyed that he had no choice but to say, "Ruoyan, don't embarrass me. I have other jobs, and I don't have the time or the ability to explain Peking Opera to you! How about I introduce someone to you? He promises to answer all your questions!"

"Alone?" Jin Ruoyan asked suspiciously, "Who is it?"

"Liu Qingli!" The vocal music teacher is a man in his 30s who has been highly praised in the industry, but when he uttered these three words, there was a trace of respect on his face, which made Jin Ruoyan a little curious, "He came from a family in Liyuan, He is very good at Peking Opera, Gong Cheng Pai Tsing Yi, and also learns Huadan and Daomadan, but you can ask him for advice, whether it is singing, figure or historical stories." After a slight pause, he added, "It's just that he has a weird temperament. You have to be mentally prepared."

Jin Ruoyan asked, "What kind of strange method?"

The vocal music teacher smiled wryly and said: "This person is indeed not crazy and can't survive. He seldom sees people with his true face. Even on weekdays, he likes to draw Peking Opera facial makeup, because he feels that living in the theater is the real life! "

"Ah?" Jin Ruoyan exclaimed in surprise, "Isn't that very harmful to the skin?"

"Hahaha, as expected of being an idol, the focus is all on the face! In fact, it's not bad!" the vocal teacher recalled, "He practiced martial arts with his father since he was a child, and the facial makeup dye has been improved by his ancestors, which has greatly reduced the damage to the skin. .I saw his real face by chance, his skin is better than mine, he is a delicate little boy."

"Little boy?" Jin Ruoyan was surprised again, "How old is he!"

The vocal music teacher patted Jin Ruoyan on the head with a smile: "Compared to me, he is indeed younger, but compared to you, he is not a few years older. He is only about 24 or [-] years old. I never asked," slowly smiling, He exhorted, "When you get along with him, you have to be more tolerant, he is completely childish!"

"Children's heart?" When Jin Ruoyan heard this, he unconsciously thought of someone. Could it be another domineering and reckless master?

"As for him, he doesn't carry a mobile phone or play computer. He grew up in a theater troupe and never went to a drama school. He was led into the industry by his elders. He died early and was alone, but he was taken care of by the seniors of Liyuan, and he was placed in the Peking Opera. The only thing he had been exposed to since he was a child was Peking Opera, so he has a pure personality and does not have too many thoughts. However, when talking to him, he must revolve around Peking Opera, because Others, he is not interested and unwilling to understand, if you insist on diverting the topic elsewhere, he will lose his temper with you!"

"Ah?" Jin Ruoyan couldn't help laughing as he fantasized about that scene, "Is this guy so funny? Then teacher, how did you know him?"

"It's a coincidence that before I joined the company, I was cooperating with others to shoot an MV, and I also wanted to insert a piece of Peking Opera, so I went to the Peking Opera Troupe to ask for guidance from a teacher. It was at the time when the Peking Opera Troupe was rehearsing a new play. He was the only one who had nothing to do, so he was assigned to help I!"

"Nothing to do?" Jin Ruoyan was puzzled, "Didn't you say that he is very good? Why do you still have nothing to do?"

The vocal music teacher sighed: "In the end, his relationship is still weak, and now that the Peking Opera Theater pays attention to his education background, he has long been marginalized, and he can only do odd jobs, or have the chance to appear on stage when performing in small places. However, as I told you, he doesn’t have that much ambition for fame and wealth, but he has the pure heart to promote Peking Opera, and checks for our MV as a major cause related to the development of Peking Opera. Every move and every style has been carefully sculpted by him!" The vocal teacher's eyes gradually darkened, as if lost in memory, "He always likes to sing for us between shootings. If he wins one or two applause, he will be as happy as a child!"

"Haha, so fun?" Jin Ruoyan stroked his chin with great interest, "I kind of want to know him!"

Hearing this, the vocal music teacher's smile turned helpless: "It's very fun, but he is too serious. During the few days of filming, he loves to tell us the history of the development of Peking Opera. In the end, our ears grew calluses! However, now it seems that it is just in time with you!"

Although he was mentally prepared, Jin Ruoyan was inevitably taken aback when he saw the real person——

The person in front of him is dressed in bright moonlight brocade, embroidered with silver scattered branch patterns, with exquisite makeup, slender figure, rhinestone top flower, red emerald green, skin like agar, face like a full moon, phoenix eyes and peach cheeks, black eyebrows into the temples, and a beautiful appearance In addition, there is a bit of coquettishness.

Jin Ruoyan was at a loss, wanted to shake hands, but felt that it was inappropriate, and finally chose to bow his hands: "You, hello!"

Liu Qingli smiled brightly, like a crowd of women vying for beauty, Mu Chunguang: "You don't need to be like this! Although I like this kind of dress, it doesn't mean I don't know modern etiquette," she said, stretching out her white hands, as soft as suet and white jade, "If you want to shake hands, you can!"

His voice is clear and clear, without any pretentious coquettishness, or deliberate coquettishness, but he expresses amorous feelings in his eyes.

In just a few words, Jin Ruoyan's worries were allayed. He gently shook Liu Qingli's hand, and then let it go quickly. There was a turmoil in his heart. So men can be so beautiful? !

Turning his gaze to his clothes, Jin Ruoyan asked a little curiously: "What is your body?"

"This is Tsing Yi!" Speaking of her attire, Liu Qingli seemed very happy. She waved her sleeves a little, as if flying in white, "Wang Baochuan in "Three Claps"!"

"Oh!" Jin Ruoyan nodded after being taught, "I only know that Peking Opera is ugly, so why are there Tsing Yi?"

The corners of Liu Qingli's eyes twitched lightly, like a gentle breeze: "Tsing Yi is a kind of danxing, and most of them are dignified and decent people, like a good wife and mother, or a chaste and strong daughter!"

"Oh, by the way, I've always had a question, why are the four famous female stars men?" Jin Ruoyan still couldn't hold back his curiosity, and asked this rather offensive question, "Also, you dressed like this, walking in the Aren't you afraid of being surrounded by people on the street?"

"In ancient times, women were not allowed to show their heads and sing operas, so in the early days of Peking Opera, men played the roles of dan roles." Liu Qingli did not show any displeasure, but explained patiently, "Walking on the street, you will not be surrounded by people. However, some people did point and point at me, and some children even ran up to me and asked me what I was wearing on my head!"

"Oh!" Jin Ruoyan tilted his head to look at him, and grinned, "Looking at your delicate features, you should be quite handsome, but, according to the teacher, you don't like to show your true colors?"

"There is nothing I don't like!" Liu Qingli's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, as if there were stars shining, "It's just that when performing, I hope that people will pay more attention to the role played, not me! Just like you sing, Do you want your fans to only look at your face?"

Jin Ruoyan stuck out his tongue: "Although I don't want to admit it, to be honest, most fans really only want to see our faces!"

"Ah! Hahaha!" Liu Qingli chuckled, "That's not what I said!"

After chatting, Jin Ruoyan felt that Liu Qingli was not as difficult to get along with as the vocal teacher said. He told the stories in the play with sincerity and emotion, taught opera singing, was serious and responsible, and wished to devote all his skills in just a few days Teach each other.

"Ruoyan, the tone here should be more mellow, like, the moon is bending to illuminate the world, asking Sheng where is the military master's home?"

"This libretto is light and humorous, and even a bit provocative. Ruoyan, you are acting too rigid!"

"Your fingers must be soft, squat down on your knees!"

Being taught by such a strict teacher hand in hand, Jin Ruoyan was miserable, and reflected that he had overcorrected from time to time. After all, when he harassed the vocal music teacher before, he was in a relaxed and comfortable mood: "Qingli, we are only recording now, and we haven't even started shooting the MV yet. Don’t worry about your posture! Also, I’m really tired, I’ve already recorded this section four or five times! It’s almost done!”

Liu Qingli's face sank slightly: "If you want to learn, you have to work hard. If you don't study hard, how can other people value traditional culture?"

"Traditional culture?" Jin Ruoyan felt that the hat was a bit too big, and couldn't help retorting, "You think highly of me, don't you?! I learned it, and it's only for a few days. I don't want to spread any culture at all. !"

Liu Qingli got angry and said angrily: "It's because you deal with too many people so perfunctorily that Peking Opera will be more and more forgotten?!"

"Perfunctory?!" Jin Ruoyan felt very baffled, "Even adding such a few lines of libretto to my single, it won't have any influence! Besides, the decline of Peking Opera is not a matter of a day or two. Could it be that I am alone? Do you want to promote the power of the people?" As he spoke, the resentment accumulated over the past few days gathered, and his words were a little embarrassing, "Don't always impose your own ideas on others! If you really want to spread the word, now that the Internet is so developed, Wouldn't it be better for you to do it yourself, make videos and broadcast live?!"

Liu Qingli was speechless for a long time, she blinked aggrievedly, her eyes filled with water, and she was so pitiful: "Well, I...I don't know how to do it!"

Jin Ruoyan: "..."

I remembered that this person really lived a very simple life, or in ancient times, he didn’t play with mobile phones, and he didn’t know how to surf the Internet. Since he took leave from the Peking Opera Theater and came to guide Jin Ruoyan, the rest of the time was spent on practicing skills and singing, without any entertainment.

Liu Qingli's eyes were full of sadness, and his eyebrows were tangled: "If there is no spread, how can it be passed on? Now that Beijing opera is in decline, young people are rarely willing to listen to Beijing opera, and fewer and fewer people are willing to engage in this career," he said. Shaking his long sleeves, "This is obviously our traditional culture. Why do they see something with obscure words and a weird singing voice? I told you before that when I was walking on the street, some children asked me what I was wearing. What, but more, he treats me as a complete lunatic, even the parents are unwilling to explain one or two things to him!!"

Jin Ruoyan was dumbfounded for a moment: "But, I..."

"You are a star with an influence beyond imagination," Liu Qingli looked sadly, "I've performed a hundred or a thousand performances, but I can't say a word like you! I didn't expect you to really like the performance form of Peking Opera." , but I hope you can use a little bit of care, don't be too perfunctory, okay?"

Jin Ruoyan wanted to cry, he just released a single, how could he be entrusted with such a sacred historical mission, but with sincerity, even a pleading tone, he really couldn't say any more tough words, and finally pulled the corners of his mouth into an arc : "Uh, let's do it!"