I want to make headlines

Chapter 291

The natural monkey king has many changes, stealing pills, stealing wine, Leshanwo.

Just because of disturbing the Pantao Society, one hundred thousand heavenly soldiers were snared.

This is where the classic Peking opera play "Havoc in Heaven" comes from, and the most famous performance is the performance of Yang Xiaolou - he is the founder of the Yang School of art and the prototype character of Duan Xiaolou in "Farewell My Concubine".

Speaking of which, some connections can be drawn. Yang Xiaolou's adoptive father, Tan Xinpei, is a member of the Tan family.

As a traditional family of Peking Opera, although the Tan family does not have many disciples, they have a lot of personal contacts. There was a saying that "everyone lives without learning from Tan".

Now, although Gan Jing was not well-known in the Peking Opera circle before, the establishment of the Peking Opera Support Fund, the popularity of the Spring Festival Gala, and the Weibo incident made his name spread throughout the famous Peking Opera families.

This "Trouble in the Heavenly Palace", I really don't know how to do it.

What if you visit Yang's house and learn and sell now?
Gan Jing thought for a while, and estimated that there would be two results.

Either, I will be politely invited in to drink tea; or, I will probably be beaten out with a stick.

Forget it, technology is the primary productive force.

Gan Jing searched for the video of "Havoc in Heaven" on the Internet, but he couldn't find the most authentic Yang Xiaolou's performance, only his younger generation's, but it was enough to learn from.

From the afternoon to the evening, in the room, one person and one dog watched videos, some played games, but they all had one thing in common, that they were muttering words.

"You are called to die under the stick, and now your life is dying, and you have to talk like a slut and roll your tongue!"

"Wang Wang Wang."

"I can't hold it back, my anger is soaring to the sky, I look at Tiangong with contempt"

"Wang Wang Wang."

This unusually harmonious situation was not broken until the next day when Xiaowen and Xiaowu came to the door.

After one night and one morning of study, Gan Jing was fully aware of a problem. It is true that technology is the primary productive force, but this time is a bit short and it is not easy to produce.

The Peking opera singing itself is not a big problem, and singing this opera may not be that good, but it is definitely qualified.

But in terms of action, I know almost nothing, but "Havoc in Heaven" is another martial arts drama, and there are many highlights in this aspect.

Gan Jing had just gained some experience in martial arts some time ago, but he was still incapable of jumping into a profession with a lot of professionalism like Peking Opera.

He called Xiaowen Xiaowu over to play the role of these two assistants.

"There is a computer here, and you can get a projector to help me decompose the movements in this Beijing opera. I want to learn." Gan Jing said.

The two assistants looked at each other in dismay. This assistant job was slightly different from what they had imagined. I hadn't heard of any star actor who really liked it, but the boss had to follow orders.

Before going out to buy a projector, Xiao Wu pointed to the computer in the master bedroom curiously, and asked, "Brother Gang, this keyboard and mouse are weird, what are they for?"

He was pointing at the guy specially made for dogs.

Gan Jing smiled without saying a word, and only told him to hurry up and go out to work.

After some actions, a large screen was hung in Gan Jing's living room, and Xiao Wen and Xiao Wu next to each other started to break down the actions with their notebooks.

Gan Jing sat on the sofa, holding the script of "Trouble in Heaven" in his hand, quite satisfied.

But this is still not enough.

Similarly, after learning about Gan Jing's upcoming itinerary, Xiaowen also raised a question: "Brother Gan, I'm afraid you can't do it like this? In just a few days, are we going to lip-sync?"

Gan Jing's face was full of black lines, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Singing lip-syncing? Am I a lip-syncing person? And the movements are very important. Even if you can lip-sync, you can't fake the moves."

Xiaowen thinks so.

Then, she asked again: "Then shall we lip-sync?"

Gan Jing stared sideways, "Sister, don't you understand what I said?

He simply stopped talking, opened the Peking Opera script, cleared his throat, and sang directly: "Could it be that all the immortals have come together, and went to Pantao to invite him. There is a faint auspicious light around the wall, so I can also go forward and take a closer look." Let's see. But it turns out that the purple gold lotus jade candle is burning, and the red gourd is shining!"

The articulation is clear, crisp and loud.

"How is it? Is it good enough?" Gan Jing stopped and asked after singing a little.

"Enough enough! This way we don't have to lip-sync!" Xiao Wen was delighted.

For a while, Gan Jing didn't know what to say, so he snorted, "It's okay for a layman like you to listen."

Xiao Wu then said, "That's about the same. Most of the fans who will come will be laymen."

Gan Jing took a deep breath and didn't speak. Although it had been a while, he believed that the group of Peking Opera performers must still be watching his movements.

Activities outside the Beijing opera circle are fine, if it involves Peking opera, they will definitely jump out.

This can't let them ruin their own activities, and there will be a global Peking Opera tour later on-it doesn't matter if they ruin their own reputation for Peking Opera, I'm afraid that if they don't understand, they will be involved in the promotion of Peking Opera.

So... technology is the primary productive force, black technology is even more so!

Gan Jing let out a breath slowly, and continued to concentrate on memorizing the lines of the script of "Havoc in Heaven". Now he knew that he had to have an entry into the system to add points, otherwise he would not be able to add points.

Muttering words, raising his head from time to time to stare at the projection screen to think, Gan Jing fell into an extremely focused study state.

This continued for four days, and Gan Jing finally managed to sing the selection of this martial arts repertoire fluently.

At the same time, he also saw the points given by the system, 10 points.

Gan Jing and the martial arts instructor tried to learn real kung fu when filming Flying Armor of the Dragon Gate. They also tried hard for several days at that time, but they failed and could not be displayed in the system.

This is possible now, probably because Gan Jing himself has a good level of singing "Farewell My Concubine".

There is always a connection between actions and actions.

In the evening, after Xiaowen and Xiaowu had left, Gan Jing took a sip of wine, turned on the system, and said cheerfully, "All the attention will be added to the points of "Trouble in Heaven!"

Seeing that the attention is rapidly decreasing, and the points of Beijing Opera Trouble in Heaven are slowly increasing, Gan Jing feels both heartache and pleasure, like, like S... Huh?

The degree of attention was cleared again, and the points of Naotiangong were fixed at 65 points.

The higher the attribute point is, the slower it is, and it is not an average increase-this is also in line with common sense, after all, it is always rare to make great progress and go further.

Gan Jing pulled himself together, pushed the coffee table away, and tried it in the living room.

This test was really extraordinary, it was smooth and smooth, and it was very fun.

Satisfied, Gan Jing stopped, took out his mobile phone and called the senior brother: "Senior brother, it's time in two days, where is our performance scheduled? Tomorrow I want to try the stage and practice together with everyone a bit."

"It's at the National Peking Opera Company. I've already applied. Well, come over tomorrow. I'm very relieved about your "Farewell My Concubine"." Tan Shan said with a smile.

"What? Didn't you ask me to sing "Havoc in Heaven"?" Gan Jing looked confused.

"Who told you to sing that?" Tan Shan didn't remember it at all, and after thinking about it, he seemed to have a little impression, so he said, "That was a joke with you, why do you take it seriously. Stop making trouble."

Pfft, who is making trouble!
The attention I have worked so hard to save!The attention of my filming, Weibo, Spring Festival Gala, and news!

"I want to sing "Havoc in Heaven"!" Gan Jing said into the phone word by word.

"Don't make trouble!" Tan Shan vetoed it.

"See you tomorrow!"

Pa, Gan Jing hung up the phone, and threw the phone on the sofa.

Crap, this is done!

　Thank you soldier Hao Zifeng for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)