Superstars start with variety show hosts

Chapter 164 The most shocking speech, from Mei Baojiu (fourth update)
Luo Yiming switched the channel to Hu Province Satellite TV.

At first, some people were not happy, because they are usually keen on the opera channel.

But at the beginning of the show, the host above mentioned the word Peking Opera, and the eyes of the theater fans suddenly lit up.

Everyone can't wait to get into the TV and listen to what the host has to say.

Luo Yiming was on the screen, he spoke very seriously, but the moment he opened his mouth, he said, does anyone still like Peking Opera?
Is Peking Opera dead?

Such an opening made many people unhappy.

Zhang Yunchu was already in rhythm, but when he saw that the host was Luo Yiming, who had just sung opera, and he satirized the art of Peking Opera, he became even more furious.

Since Mr. Mei was here, Zhang Yunchu's butt moved, but he didn't have an attack.

After enduring what Luo Yiming said about traditional Peking opera needing innovation and introducing the concept of new Peking opera, Mr. Mei Baojiu finally ushered in a speech on stage.

"Okay, Mr. Mei has given a speech. You must give that brat a slap and let him know what the real art of Peking Opera is."

"Old Mei, it's very photogenic on TV."

"Yes. Master Jiu, why didn't you tell me when you were on a variety show. This is not your style. I was shocked when I heard the host say your name."

"Old Mei, this appearance is very handsome, and he looks 30 years younger in an instant."

"Pfft, old Mei is almost turning into a young man."

Fans chatted.

Mr. Mei Baojiu's face was serious.

The words he said that day are still in my ears.

In the front, he reminisces about his father Mei Lanfang and the development of Peking Opera art.

What follows is his own reflection on the decline of Peking Opera.

At the same time, we call on young people to give Peking Opera a chance and give Peking Opera a future.

The speech begins.

All the movie fans also straightened their bodies and watched the TV.

"My father is Mei Lanfang." Standing in front of the podium, Mr. Mei Baojiu started his speech.

"During his 56 years of stage practice, he has successfully created many beautiful artistic images, and created an important school of Peking Opera Danxing performance art - "Mei School".

"My father had nine children, five of whom died in infancy, leaving three boys and one girl."

"My elder brother, Mei Baochen, has a stable nature and is willing to think. His father provided him with conditions for his development in science and engineering. Later, my elder brother was admitted to the architecture department of a famous university in Shanghai and became an architect."

"My second elder brother, Mei Shaowu, is smart and agile, with a well-developed image thinking. My father sent him to the United States to study literature during the Anti-Japanese War. After returning to China, he became a translator."

"My sister Mei Baoyue is calm, quiet, gentle and dignified. My father encouraged her to become a university teacher after graduating from university. But everyone should also know that my sister loves to sing, so she also entered Liyuan later."

"And then there is me. I am the last of the nine children, so my father named me Mei Baojiu."

"A lot of people ask me, why did you become the successor of Mei Pai art?"

"Did you have a talent for Peking opera when you were young?"

The audience under the stage said yes at this time.

Mei Baojiu shook her head: "Let me tell you, actually, it's not true."

"Mostly, because my father thinks I look like him."

puff.

Some seniors in the theater knew that Mr. Mei Baojiu had inherited his father's talent for Peking opera. He said that, in fact, he was really humble.

Mei Baojiu continued: "My ears and eyes are like my father's, and I have a voice, so I am able to study. That's it, my father took a set photo of me."

"Then I acted as the child in "Three Niangs Teaching the Son". My father thought the acting was okay and thought I had talent in this area, so he began to let me learn from Mei School."

"I haven't stopped studying since I was 10 years old. Peking opera performance art, you can't fish for three days and spend two days drying the net. If you invest in it, you have to devote ten hours a day to it."

"Father hired a teacher for me. You have to learn singing, Kunqu opera, martial arts, etc."

"Someone asked, isn't your father a master, why didn't you just learn from him?"

Mei Baojiu smiled: "Peking opera performances can't be accomplished overnight, but after ten years of hard work, it may be quick."

"Because Peking Opera needs to lay the foundation first, pronunciation, articulation, singing, these basic skills, my father will not teach me."

"My first teacher was Wang Youqing, Wang Yaoqing's nephew. I followed him every day to learn very standardized things, just like Da Vinci painting eggs, constantly repeating and cyclical."

"During that time, my temper was honed. I knew the art of Peking Opera, so I had to calm down and not rush."

"After two years of learning basic skills, my Kunqu opera teacher is Zhu Chuanming from Shanghe, who passed down the characters, and my martial arts teacher is Tao Yuzhi. Don't think that this is enough."

"After learning this, I will learn Huadan from Zhu Qinxin again, and this study will last for several years."

"I was confirmed by my father as an inheritor when I was 10 years old, but it was five years later that I really stepped onto the Peking Opera stage and performed on the same stage with my father."

"For the past five years, I have been studying Peking Opera. When I was 10 years old, I paid homage to my patriarch and thought I was already great. But after 5 years, I followed my father to perform on stage for the first time, and I realized that, I'm actually still an asshole."

Teacher Mei Baojiu talked about his childhood.

Other children may be happy, but he seems to have no childhood.

The learning that he said in his mouth should actually be very tortured and painful.

But what Mei Lao said was very ordinary, very indifferent, as if it was not him who suffered all this, but someone else.

The cultivation of an art master does not happen overnight. Perhaps it can be seen from his childhood that he is really working hard and wants to carry the banner of inheriting Mei School Peking Opera.

"The first play that my father and I acted on the same stage was "A Dream in the Garden"."

"My father played Du Liniang, and I played Xiao Chunxiang. At that time, I felt that I was really good."

"Five years of study, five years of obscurity, I feel that as soon as I appear on the stage, I will amaze everyone and become the pride of my father."

"But when I got to the stage, I realized that it wasn't the case at all."

"In terms of singing skills, I can barely finish singing."

"But in the performance, the body is wrong, the eyes are wrong, the stage is wrong, and the whole stage is sometimes stuck like a stone. It's silly. If it wasn't for my father's cooperation, there would definitely be boos from the audience."

"At that time, I realized that after five years of study, you are still nothing."

"You are still far from being called a Peking Opera performing artist."

"I was very disappointed. After the performance that day, I thought my father would scold me severely and say that I would give me a meal because I failed his kind treatment."

"But after supper, he didn't criticize me. He just rearranged it for me. He told me what was wrong and how to arrange it."

"Tell me what you should pay attention to."

"He didn't scold me at all."

"Well, I feel even more uncomfortable. If my father said something harsh to me, I would feel better at that time, but my father didn't say anything, and my heart felt bleeding."

Mei Baojiu sighed as he spoke, recalling the scene at that time, he could still feel his father's teachings.

After thinking about it, Mei Bao said nine times: "Peking opera, it's not that easy, kid."

"At that time, I actually realized what my father has experienced along the way."

"At any rate, I was taught by someone. I can learn from the teacher. Moreover, I have my father to take care of me. The teachers will not criticize me and take good care of me."

"But what about my father?"

Mei Baojiu made the audience ponder.

Indeed, Mr. Mei Baojiu was lucky.At least he has been nurtured in this environment since he was a child.

But the cultivation of Master Mei Lanfang is all in the thorns.

"That time I thought I understood."

"But then I realized that I was far from understanding at all."

"I can't understand what a Peking Opera master, a Peking Opera inheritor, is enduring."

"I still remember the conversation my father had with me one night in 58."

"That year, Cheng Yanqiu, a master of the Peking Opera performing arts of the Cheng school, passed away."

"He had a heart attack."

"The doctor said the cause of death was related to bad mood."

"During that time, Mr. Cheng wanted to make a color film of his favorite, most labor-intensive, and highest artistic level "Suolin Bag"."

"But because "Suo Lin Nang" was besieged by some critics, at that time, the mainstream media attacked him and was blocked by the higher authorities."

"Mr. Cheng Yanqiu really couldn't let go of "Suolin Bag". At the beginning of March, Cheng Yanqiu had a sudden myocardial infarction and was admitted to the hospital for emergency treatment."

"After his condition stabilized, a comrade who worked with him at the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Opera went to the hospital to see him. Cheng asked about the revised version of "Suo Lin Nang" that was submitted for trial. Shake your head."

"This made Cheng Yanqiu leave the stage of Peking Opera forever."

Speaking of this, Mr. Mei Baojiu deliberately paused.

His eyes were also blurred now.

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