A Chi Ling opens the era of national style

Chapter 58 The Resurgence of Public Opinion (please subscribe for a monthly pass)
No one dared to answer and hesitated for a long time.

Wang Ran took a step forward, "Master, don't worry about him, he's just throwing a child's tantrum, and he'll be back in a while."

"Yes, master, it's not like you don't know Mengzhi's temper, the anger comes and goes away quickly."

"He will come back when he slowly figures it out."

...

As soon as Wang Ran opened his mouth, the rest of the people followed suit to smooth things over.

Xu Henian still couldn't believe it, "You two come up with me."

Chen Jinxian and Wang Ran obediently followed behind.

After arriving in the room, Chen Jinxian explained the situation in detail, and then added.

"I wanted to come to the room to see you just now, but you were not here."

"Actually, I think what Meng Zhi said is not unreasonable. The position of young class leader is indeed more suitable for senior brother."

Neither Chen Jinxian nor Wang Ran expected that Qin Mengzhi would be so unconvinced by the position of the young class leader.

With so many people in the troupe, there must be many who agree with him, but Qin Mengzhi expressed it.

The voting rules established for fairness changed after Qin Mengzhi said this.

If everyone cannot be convinced by this result, more troubles will inevitably arise in the future.

Chen Jinxian didn't want to see that situation.

As far as he is concerned, besides being a theatrical troupe, he has other careers, and he can complete system tasks in other ways.

But Wang Ran is different.

In his thirties, a one-month gambling period is already the biggest compromise he has made for his ideals.

He didn't say anything on the surface, and even persuaded Chen Jinxian to open up a bit.

Can…

Can Eldest Brother really let go?

"Okay, stop talking, the result has been decided."

"But master..."

"Okay, little brother, I also agree with what the master said, so don't argue with him, go back to your room, Mengzhi will come back when he has figured it out."

Xu Henian and Wang Ran agreed, and Chen Jinxian was powerless to change the result.

I could only go back to the room sleepily.

……

On the other side, Qin Mengzhi was in a broken house not far from the theater.

There are many unoccupied houses nearby.

The crumbling wooden doors, broken windows and dust everywhere showed that no one had lived here for several years.

He ran here on purpose because he was worried that his brothers would not be able to find him.

But when he ran out and looked back, he found that no one was following him.

Qin Mengzhi stamped his feet angrily, kicking away small stones on the ground.

"Chen Jinxian! It's all Chen Jinxian. Isn't it just that he sang a few bad songs and became popular? What's so great about it!"

He cursed in a low voice, and punched the wooden door.

"bang"

Hands are swollen.

"Damn, even the door bullies me!"

He charged up and kicked hard at the door.

My thumbs were also swollen, and I looked at the rickety door, which I had kicked quite a lot.

These two actions made Qin Meng extremely angry, "You are against me in everything! You are all against me!"

He took out his mobile phone, switched to Weibo with familiar movements, and put on a small vest.

"There are still so many people who like this kind of bad song, so go get your eyes treated!"

"Did Chen Jinxian run out of talents? Maybe it's because he can't sing Peking Opera well, so he came to sing popular songs. Who would you want to fool with this kind of three-legged kung fu?"

"If you want to sing Peking Opera, you should do it well and promote the quintessence of the country. If you want to enter the entertainment circle, then enter the entertainment circle. What kind of Peking opera is used as a cover?"

Three consecutive Weibo posts were posted with the hashtag Chen Jinxian.

In an instant, a group of fans surrounded him.

"Who are you? Do you know Chen Dashen? Just say that about him?"

"You're just a clown, you've been dancing around here for a long time, and the masters won't even take a look at you."

"He can't sing Peking Opera, can you? How about you show off?"

"I'm really convinced. The sour taste is overflowing the screen. If you have nothing to do, just find a factory to work."

After posting on Weibo, Qin Mengzhi's anger subsided a little.

It can be seen that after replying to his comment, the anger in my heart became more and more intense.

No one in the troupe stood by him, and no one even spoke for him on Weibo.

Anger went straight to his forehead, and he lost his mind.

"Chen Jinxian and I belong to the same theater troupe, and his real person is completely different from what you say."

"What kind of master of Peking opera? The leader of the contemporary national style? Shit! He is an ungrateful person who brainwashed his master and robbed his fellow masters and junior class leaders!"

Su Ziang's team was worried that they would not be able to find any black information about Chen Jinxian, so they sent someone to keep an eye on Chen Jinxian's Weibo.

The comment on Weibo, which claimed to be from Chen Jinxian's family, was posted, and it was immediately bought into the trending searches by them.

"Chen Jinxian was exposed by his fellow disciples for taking the position of the young class leader"

"Chen Jinxian"

"Master Chen Jinxian"

There was an uproar in public opinion.

"No way, my idol filter is shattered all over the place, did Chen Jinxian really snatch the position of the young class leader from his fellow seniors?"

"I'm just a passer-by, and I don't know the specific situation of the troupe. Judging from Chen Jinxian's performances in the past, he is completely qualified to be the leader of the young troupe."

"Not in the Beijing opera circle, may I ask if the young troupe masters in the troupe are selected based on their qualifications?"

At first, many netizens spoke for Chen Jinxian, but within a few minutes, public opinion changed.

All black Chen Jinxian's draft.

"Chen Jinxian's heart has already faded. He uses his power to suppress his fellow disciples and seize the position of the young class leader."

"People's hearts are unpredictable. Fortunately, I applauded him before."

"If you want to practice art first, you must first learn morality. Virtue comes first before you can have art. I am very disappointed with Chen Jinxian."

……

When Chen Jinxian returned to his room, he had just received the arrangement of the variety show "National Style Youth". He studied the relevant rules and knew nothing about the Internet.

I didn’t know that I had already been scolded and ranked first in the hot search, and the attention was increasing unabated.

""National Style Youth", there are a total of [-] contestants and four national style mentors. The competition system is divided into auditions and finals."

"The audition selects students for the four instructors. After the group is full, there will be a two-two duel. The team that wins the final will be eligible to debut."

Chen Jinxian went over the rules of the program, and glanced at the profiles of other instructors.

Except for him, the other three mentors are all relatively experienced artists in the circle, and their status in the circle is very high.

Fortunately, the show will not start recording for some time, so we can take advantage of this time to build up the excitement of the troupe in advance.

He had already figured it out, if he wanted passers-by to be interested in Peking Opera, he had to start with the style they liked.

Pop music is easy to catch fire on Douyin.

The combination of Peking Opera and popular music is the fastest and most convenient way to promote Peking Opera.

However, there have been several songs of this type before, and he was worried that netizens would be tired of it, so he planned to change it.

"Peking opera actors can also sing pop songs."

This is the copy that Chen Jinxian had thought up, and he started to arrange the music.

You can't become a big fat man in one breath, so Chen Jinxian plans to popularize it from the ancient style first.

After thinking about it, I quickly settled on the song, "Broken Bridge and Remnant Snow".

He didn't delay at all, wrote the lyrics and composed the music in one go, and then called the whole troupe.

"Today we're going to start rehearsing our first show."

"It's not an excerpt, it's a pop song."

When the voice fell, the group of people were shocked.

"Singing? Young class leader, have you made a mistake? We are singing opera, why are we singing?"

"Could it be that we will only sing in the future?"

"What's going on, little junior brother? We didn't stay in the capital just to sing."

Chen Jinxian immediately raised his hand to comfort him, "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. That's not what I meant."

"Our previous plan was to expand the popularity of the troupe. Singing is only a channel to increase popularity, and the follow-up will still focus on singing."

"When people talk about our group of opera singers nowadays, most of them have inherent impressions. If you want them to like Peking Opera, you must let them understand Peking Opera bit by bit."

"Whatever they like, we cater to."

Chen Jinxian took out the music, distributed it one by one, and expressed his thoughts.

He plans to shoot a video, the content is that everyone in the troupe sits in the backstage dressing room to make up, and sings the song one by one.

On the one hand, it can let everyone know what the backstage of the opera troupe looks like, and it can also let the public understand that the people who sing opera are actually the same as everyone.

He can also sing popular songs, and there are many shining points worthy of everyone's liking.

A group of people also agreed that it is better to have something to do than stay in the room and worry.

Chen Jinxian set up the camera and asked everyone to sing one after another.

People in their profession have been singing since they were young, and their timbre is much superior to that of ordinary people, but most people don't know it.

"Butterfly with Broken Wings and Dead Leafs That Couldn't Find Flowers"

"Never see withering"

This sentence started from Li Cai, and the perfect tone instantly brought everyone into the artistic conception.

"The eaves of the small bridge under the night in the south of the Yangtze River"

"Unable to understand the wilderness in Saibei"

"The plum blossom season is lingering because of loneliness"

...

The crowd gradually entered into a better state, singing more and more artistically, and Chen Jinxian switched the camera to each other when another person sang.

I specially focused on the scene where each person is dressing up.

Different characters have different makeup looks.

When filming the video, everyone sang with full makeup, which allowed ordinary people to understand their makeup and hair.

At the end of the song, Chen Jinxian finished filming.

It is not difficult for them to record a piece of music at one time, and the end is smooth and smooth.

In the end, Chen Jinxian locked himself in the room and took out a thousand reputation points from the system to exchange for editing skills.

Before everyone started filming, he shot a short video of himself outside the dressing room and added it to the front of the entire song.

The theater troupe is only a little hot on his own. If he appeared at the beginning, more people would notice this video.

It took an hour to edit, and Chen Jinxian was satisfied watching the edited video.

In addition, send the finished arrangement to Qianji Recording Studio, let them combine the audio and the song into one song, and then send out a full version of the song.

Chen Jinxian firmly believes that this song will definitely become a hit. After all, in his previous life, this song "Broken Bridge with Remaining Snow" has become a divine song in the hearts of a generation, and it is also the youth of a generation.

While waiting for the full version of the song, Chen Jinxian plans to hold a small meeting to share the edited video so that everyone can see the results of his efforts.

In order to facilitate discussion, Chen Jinxian opened up the two rooms on the second floor to form a new conference room.

He called everyone into the conference room and specially invited Xu Henian to watch their video together.

People arrived one after another, scattered on both sides of the conference room.

Chen Jinxian put the edited video on the screen, and the picture started from Chen Jinxian.

"Hi everyone. I'm Chen Jinxian. Today I will show you the backstage of the Crane Class, and I will present a new song. Please pay attention."

Then the scene cut to Li Li, whose already beautiful face was decorated with makeup and hair, which made her temperament even more elegant, and her every move showed her charm.

The picture flashed across a person's face, and some people cried while listening.

"I remember when I first entered the industry, I was so happy, talking and laughing with everyone."

"It would be great if more people could fall in love with Peking Opera."

Several sensitive senior sisters in the troupe burst into tears, feeling even more bitter when they thought of the hardships of these years.

"This video is well shot. Although it is not sung in a dramatic style, it comes out of everyone's throats and has a unique flavor. The video will definitely become popular!"

Just as Xu Henian finished speaking, a file from Qianji Recording Studio came from Chen Jinxian's mobile phone.

He played the full version of the song in the conference room, and then sent the two versions to He Nian Ban's account at the same time.

Publish it again with your own account.

The screen displays the real-time status of the He Nian Class Douyin account.

"Are these all Peking Opera actors? They sing well!"

"A lot of bloggers don't sing as well as they do."

"Is this a new song by Chen Jinxian or a new song by the Crane Year Class? It sounds so good."

"The dimensional wall between Peking Opera and me has been broken. Their voices are so perfect!"

"I envy their voices."

Real-time comments popped up one after another, and the number exceeded [-] in a short time.

Everyone felt very relieved and stared at the big screen intently.

A new screen comes into view.

"What's going on with Douyin? It's different from the reviews on Weibo."

Immediately afterwards, someone replied, "I also found out, it's too irrational to invite sailors to post a song at this time."

"Douyin and Weibo comments are really two extremes."

"One thing to say, this song is really well written. It's not unreasonable for Chen Jinxian to be so dissatisfied. As the saying goes, he is arrogant because of his talent."

and many more!

Arrogant?

Since when did he become arrogant?
Chen Jinxian looked at this comment with wide eyes, feeling very unconvinced and confused.

Not only him, but everyone in the troupe was taken aback.

Aren’t netizens praising his songs just now?They can't understand what is being said now.

"Little brother, what did you do? It caused public anger."

"Go and have a look on Weibo, what's wrong with you?"

"What do you mean, I've been with you all day today, don't you know what I did?"

Chen Jinxian felt wronged, but still opened Weibo.

The camera was on the phone, from the time he switched to Weibo and clicked on those black screens, everyone was staring at the screen.

"This... whose account does this belong to?"

(End of this chapter)