Jinyi champion

Chapter 121 No Contrast No Harm

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there will be a lantern festival.

This day is also the day when the lobby meeting held by Xingwang Mansion officially kicks off. The troupes have already prepared their special performances to open the eyes of the people of Nanchang.

Zhu Hao brought his family to the place where his troupe was performing.

This stage is located near the horse washing pool in the west of the city. It is a famous commercial center in Nanchang City, and every inch of land is expensive.At this moment, the surrounding area of ​​the stage was crowded with people, but because Zhu Hao was the owner of the theater troupe, he got the theater tickets at the front through his connections. Although he was not in the first row, there were tables and benches to sit on.

Yu San came over to say hello to Zhu Niang, Zhu Niang laughed and teased: "I didn't see it, Yu San, you still look like you are in charge."

Yu Sandao: "Third Madam made fun of me, the younger one is just doing odd jobs for others... Today there are several theater troupes performing on stage at the same time, and only those who get a full house can sing on the big stage in Baihuazhou, East Lake..."

Zhu Niang didn't understand why Yu San said this to her, and she was a little puzzled for a while, completely unaware that what the other party said was actually to Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao understood that the performance in front of him was like a competition for future generations of singers. He first participated in the selection competitions held in various places, and only after being tested by the audience could he be on the final stage.

The other troupe leaders who participated in the performance at the same time were not in a good mood at this time. They felt that they were here as a foil at most, and it was difficult for them to have the opportunity to go to the big stage. With a big yard, you can participate in several stage performances at the same time, and in the end, more flowers will bloom, and you will join the finals.

It is almost impossible for an ordinary theater troupe to surpass the Changyun troupe.

In Zhu Hao's view, Changyun Class's move was purely opportunistic.

Relying on the fact that our theater troupe has sufficient manpower, their people will appear in each stage during the selection, but it is unfair for small and medium-sized theater troupes to participate in multiple selections in one competition?

Zhu Hao was pondering the way to do it, when the head and face of the Open Cloud Class finally arrived amidst the long-awaited call, and accompanied the two people sent by Prince Ning's Mansion to act as stage supervisors to sit in the center of the first row.

However, judging from his speech and behavior, this person should be just one of the many small squad leaders, not the boss, nodding and bowing frequently, he is too humble in front of the people of Prince Ning's residence.

But these have nothing to do with Zhu Hao.

Zhu Hao just came to see the show.

If the theater troupe passes the selection, it will be missed by wolves, tigers and leopards, and that is bad luck.

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"Isn't this Team Leader Long?"

The young class leader of the Changyun class sat down with the two supervisors of Prince Ning's mansion, looked around, and suddenly found the class leader Long in the back row.

The small class leader of Changyun class had visited class leader Long before, so he knew him naturally, and immediately introduced him to the people in Prince Ning's mansion.

At the same time, the good show on stage began.

Due to the limited time, each troupe can only perform one opera for one purpose, which is the so-called excerpt opera.

The first one to go on stage was the little-known troupe who was the best for the stage. The repertoire of the performances was mediocre, and the singing was not outstanding. The audience in the audience were not interested. into one piece.

Yu San didn't go to the backstage to sit in town, and there was still some time before his troupe came on stage, so it wasn't his turn to worry about the backstage affairs for the time being, so he poured tea for Zhu Niang himself, and he explained with a smile: "The troupe leader Long, who brought He came on stage to play a bright scene, and after five shows, he has accumulated some fame, isn't that... people from the Open Cloud Class are introducing him to the official."

Speaking of this, Yu San's eyes narrowed a bit.

Zhu Hao understood.

Yu San said this to him, and the main idea was that the surnamed Long was just singing the play we rehearsed for him, and to give him the face to let him get in touch with the big theater troupe, he treated himself as a dish... But Compared with our troupe, his troupe is like heaven and earth, it's impossible to watch.

"Oh."

Zhu Niang didn't quite understand, so she didn't interrupt.

Zhu Hao smiled and whispered in Zhu Niang's ear: "Mother, that Dragon Squad Leader is also from our Anlu, and this time he came to Nanchang to sing with the third brother."

Yu San scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "Little Master, you should still call the little Yu San."

In front of Zhu Niang, Yu San couldn't bear Zhu Hao's kind address.

Zhu Hao doesn't mind being honored or inferior, but it's a relatively polite title, which makes people feel comfortable. He can do things for himself with peace of mind, and he has nothing to lose, so why bother?
Troupes continued to perform on stage, and excerpts came out one after another.

There are people who applaud, but there is no scene full of applause. The troupes recruited from various places are also divided into good and bad, and the repertoire of the operas is the same... How can small troupes have the ability to innovate independently?Coupled with the fact that there are so many theaters in the city, the audience was dazzled a few days ago, and mediocre plays can only be applauded in terms of etiquette.

But for Zhu Niang, Aunt Li, and Zhu Ting, they haven't heard any dramas before, so they can't judge whether a drama is good or bad, and the experience of watching the drama is very good.

Zhu Ting kept clapping her hands with her mother, and Xiao Nizi was excited to see that.

"Third Madam, the young master, the young one still has theatrical troupe to deal with, so I can't accompany you here, so I'm leaving." Yu San saw that the time was almost up, and it was time to go to the backstage to make arrangements, so he got up and said goodbye.

Zhu Niang nodded: "Go to work if you have something to do, don't delay the business."

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On the stage, one play after another, more and more people gathered to watch the play.

At this time, none of the members of the Changyun class and the leader of the dragon class were on the stage.

Everyone in this selection area knows that the two troupes are strong, and it is estimated that they can pass the selection to sing on the Baihuazhou Grand Stage, so they have to make their finale.

If they play first, after the audience has watched a good show, it is estimated that no one will watch other plays.

It's like letting people eat, you can't eat the good ones first, otherwise how will the rotten fish and shrimp be served on the table?

The big troupe didn't make it to the stage, and finally approached the last performance before noon. The troupe from Yu Sandai came on stage. As usual, the troupe's master came on stage to explain the situation of the play he sang.

Chang Zaiyin, as the old musician of the opera troupe, is considered to be familiar with opera, so he is temporarily acting as the troupe master.

After all, he is a member of the music class, consciously inferior to others, he can't hold his head up in front of the crowded audience, his body is hunched, and his voice is not very loud: "The next one is "The Legend of the White Snake", which is about a The tortuous love story between the snake spirit who cultivated human form and the human..."

Many people present at the scene have never heard of "The Legend of the White Snake". Cause a stir.

"Master Long, is the troupe on this stage also yours?"

The small class leader of Changyun class next to class leader Long asked with a smile.

Leader Long was a little embarrassed. In fact, he was the right leader, but Zhu Hao said something first, so that he could treat himself as half of his boss, so he forced a smile and nodded.

The small leader of the Changyun troupe hurriedly explained the situation to the supervisor of Prince Ning's Mansion. The talents of Prince Ning's Mansion don't care about this, they just come to watch the theater for free, and they may pay some respects to whichever theater troupe is on the road.

They don't care too much about whether the opera is sung well or not.

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At this moment, a sudden change occurred on the field.

The smoke is transpiring, and the fairy air is floating.

It was the smoke cake specially prepared for "Legend of the White Snake" that started to smoke, and the people present were instantly dumbfounded. What kind of drama is this?Set fire to the stage before singing?

"Old dragon, what's going on?"

The head teacher of the Changyun class was shocked.

Squad leader Long had long since realized the strangeness, and said with a wry smile: "Light up a cigarette, it doesn't matter, the stage won't be burned."

The people around took a closer look, and it was really just a lime-like thing that was smoking, and there was no spark in sight.

At this moment, Green Snake and White Snake appeared.

"Bai Suzhen at the foot of Mount Qingcheng..."

This opening, the singing style is completely different from the previous performances on the stage, which made people feel confused for a while. For those who are not familiar with this play and this kind of singing style, it is very difficult to accept and applaud the first time. , requires a gradual adaptation process.

So after the opening, it didn't win a full house, and even the audience applauded less than before.

This kind of novel singing, the most important thing is that it is full of charm, people can't help humming a few lines in their hearts, just like a local ditty, which makes people pleasing to the eye with a small and fresh style.

For the female audience present, such as Zhu Niang and Aunt Li, who don't go to many operas and don't understand opera routines, this voice is extremely pleasant, and they like it from the bottom of their hearts.

But because few of the female audiences came alone, they would not do such a shameful thing, and the applause was sparse.

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"Legend of the White Snake" continues to be staged, and today's song is about borrowing an umbrella from a canopy boat.

Waiting for Xu Xian to appear on the stage, accompanied by melodious music, showing the scene of handsome men and beautiful women breaking the bridge for the first time, and the novel and unique singing gradually ignited the enthusiasm of the audience.

The people behind kept pushing forward, among them were many people who came home from casual work at noon for dinner, as well as fans who passed by this place after watching a play from other theaters. Hearing clearly what was being sung on the stage, I just took a look at the persuasive way of the actors on the stage from a distance, and found that they were obviously much better than other troupes, so I wanted to get a glimpse of it.

"Why so many people?"

Zhu Niang was concentrating on watching the play, but found that everyone around her stood up excitedly.

There were still a bunch of people pushing forward behind her, and she was not in the mood to watch the show anymore.

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "Maybe this play is too popular... This is the "Legend of the White Snake" that caused a sensation in our Anlu. It's the first time for my mother to watch it. What a pity."

"There are people everywhere, what...how do you look at this? How about we move forward?"

Aunt Li also pulled her daughter to stand up.

Zhu Hao said: "It's too chaotic here, why don't we watch it... The crowd has been pushing forward, we go along to the stage, there should be no problem... If mother likes to watch, I will perform for you alone later. one game."

Aunt Li gave Zhu Hao a blank look: "Master Hao, don't say stupid things."

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "This is Yu Sandai's troupe, what's wrong with asking his people to sing for us alone? Auntie, don't make a fuss!"

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There is really no way.

There were too many people and they were too enthusiastic. For Zhu Niang, who was born as a chaste woman, it was indeed not suitable for such a complicated occasion to stay and watch the show.

So just after the show was halfway through, the family followed the flow of people to the open space in front of the stage. At this time, the leader Long who was invited to sit in the first row also found that the scene was a little chaotic, and was turning sideways to check the situation. Zhu Hao was about to say hello when he found that there was a female family member beside Zhu Hao, he was surprised and stopped.

At this time, the class leader of Changyun class was eagerly asking class leader Long about the play, and even the two supervisors of Prince Ning's mansion were also asking frequently, so there was no time to be distracted, and when he thought about it again, Zhu Hao's family had disappeared.

Zhu Hao walked half a street with his family, and still heard the thunderous applause from the other side of the stage.

A large number of people who didn't make it to the horse-washing stage to watch the show gathered from all directions, and apparently someone spread the news. Another stage was also affected. At this time, the audience had all run away, only a few old and weak women and children or loyal fanciers stayed in place to watch the show.

The people who sing on the stage are very depressed.

We sang well here, why did everyone run away?
Is this unheard of to make people risk their lives?
Zhu Hao seemed to have discovered a new land, pointing to the empty space under the stage and said: "Mother, there are few people here, let's go here to listen to the play."

Zhu Niang sighed: "I didn't expect the troupe brought by Yu San to be so popular. It's rare that our Anlu troupe can gain a firm foothold in Nanchang City...It's not early, let's go back for lunch, if we have time in the afternoon , or you can take a look."

For a woman like her who is as calm as a chrysanthemum, although the play is good-looking, it is just a pastime, not to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.There is no need to fight for a play.

(End of this chapter)