Entertainment: Reborn as a composer, dominating the entertainment industry

Xijiang, Lingzhou.

Guo Hong was driving, Ning Jing was the co-pilot.

Su Linger was very excited in the back seat.

"Sister Ning Jing, I haven't seen a real opera house yet. Have you ever sung in one?"

Ning Jing smiled and nodded."I sang in one when I was 14."

"You are amazing, I have only seen it on the Internet.

Ning Jing smiled, Su Linger was full of curiosity,

"Sister Ning Jing, how old is your master?"

Ning Jing felt a little disappointed when she heard this."My master, he is 93 years old."

""Huh?"

Su Linger didn't expect Ning Jing's master to be so old, and she covered her mouth in surprise.

Guo Hong gave him another push. She and Ning Jing had been to this place many times before.

It was a familiar road!

After driving through a section of asphalt road, the theater building was already in sight.

With overhanging eaves, green tiles, two supporting pillars, and gorgeous carvings. In the middle was a stage for performances, narrow on the sides and wide on the inside, which was the theater building.

The stage was like a concave abyss, swallowing up the past years and recording the rise and fall of opera. In front was a large open space, paved with stone slabs, where people could watch operas.

Guo Hong parked the car on the side of the theater building, and the three of them got off. got in the car.

As soon as she got out of the car, Su Linger was full of energy. She looked around the theater and kept exclaiming.

Ning Jing looked at the theater in front of her, and Guo Hong was also watching quietly beside her. When Su Linger had seen enough, Ning Jing led the three of them through the door on the west side of the corner gate into the backyard.

The backyard is a large courtyard, with halls, rooms, wing rooms, and several small courtyards, all of which were expanded later. In the middle of the stone is a large stone with three large characters engraved on it.

Nian Anshe!

He walked through the middle courtyard and went to see his senior brother, Mr. Xiao, who taught him Beijing dialect.

When he arrived at Xiao Yuanpeng's courtyard, Senior Brother Xiao was playing with a big sword in the open space, muttering something.

""Old thief, take my knife!"

Ning Jing shouted from afar,"Teacher Xiao."

Xiao Yuanpeng's knife was ready. When he heard Ning Jing's voice, he was in a panic and hurriedly put away the knife, almost spraining his waist.

After putting away the knife, he turned around, holding the knife with his left hand, and the handle of the knife touched the ground. The blade and the handle were as high as a person!

Looking at the three people in front of him, two beautiful beauties and a little beauty, he quickly said hello.

"Hello, Junior Sister, why are you back?"

Su Linger looked at Senior Brother Xiao who was quiet.

He must be over 1.8 meters tall, with gray hair and a bun on top. Although his hair was long, it was neatly tied because it was a little messy after practicing swordsmanship. He looked fierce, with thick eyebrows, bright eyes, and a long beard that almost reached his chest.

The most eye-catching thing was that he was shirtless, and his muscles were a little loose due to his age. At this moment, he was holding a long-handled machete, and he looked strong and majestic.

……

Seeing that there were other strange women besides his junior sister, Senior Brother Xiao did not realize that he should put on some clothes. He just stared at the three people in front of him.

Ning Jing sighed,"Didn't the master forbid you to show off in the yard?"

Senior Brother Xiao said nonchalantly,"There are not many people in the theater today. Yunxin went to the train station to see someone off." Ning Jing thought to herself, no wonder it looks so deserted.

In the past, performances were all on a big stage. People from all over the country came to watch the show and bought tickets. If the performance was good, they would give tips to support the theater.

Now the conditions are better, there are more and more entertainment projects, and fewer people come to the theater to watch the show, but there are more performance opportunities outside.

Senior Brother Xiao saw Ning Jing's thoughtful expression and thought, it's bad!

Yesterday he criticized his junior sister's song. Could it be that Yunxin complained, or else his junior sister would come back today for what she said yesterday.

Thinking of this, he didn't care so much.

"Junior sister, I still think what I said is right."Ningjing looked at her senior brother, a little confused. What is right? But she thought about it and realized that there must be something wrong. She immediately reacted.

"I think it's wrong."

Hearing this, Xiao Yunpeng understood, he was betrayed, his eyes became firm,"I just don't think it's right to use our thousands of years of skills to make wedding clothes for the things passed down by the foreign devils!"

Ning Jing thought, the senior brother must have heard of"Ten Years in the World"

"Senior brother, let me ask you, does it sound good?"

Xiao Yuanpeng blushed when he heard this,"It sounds good, yes.……"

Ning Jing interrupted her before she could finish her words,"Which one has more people listening to it, pop music or opera?"

"Of course it’s pop music, is there any need to ask?

Ning Jing smiled,"Then why do so many people listen to pop music?"

Brother Xiao was stumped by this question.

Ning Jing answered for him,"It’s because pop music is easy to understand, but few people understand opera, right?"

"Yes, if you don’t understand opera, you can just listen for fun."

"Then, isn't this song of mine meant to give them a chance to learn about opera?"

Senior Brother Xiao stopped talking, and Ning Jing added,"It also gives our opera a chance."

At this time, a panicked young man rushed in.

""Master! Eh? Uncle Master, you're back. Wow, this is the big star Su Ling'er, right?"

Senior Brother Xiao, who was speechless, saw Chang Yunxin was furious. He shouted at Chang Yunxin,"You little bastard, I've been so good to you."

"Stop talking nonsense and practice!"

One minute on stage is the result of ten years of practice off stage." Seeing that her senior brother was serious, Ning Jing said goodbye. It is taboo for outsiders to disturb her when practicing.

"Senior Brother, I'll go see Master. I miss him."

Senior Brother Xiao glanced at Ning Jing.

"Okay, don't talk about me practicing swordplay in the yard."

……

After passing through the main courtyard, Ning Jing asked Guo Hong to take Su Linger around. Then she went through the side rooms and entered the main hall. There was a half-closed wooden door.

Behind the wooden door was the master's bedroom.

Ning Jing slowly walked to the door and knocked gently. A weak voice came out,"Come in."

Ning Jing pushed the door open and entered the room.

Xiao Shiqing looked at Ning Jing in front of him and stood up with the help of the handrail.

"Nan is here."

Ning Jing hurried over to support the master, helped him sit down slowly, and then squatted aside,"Master, I'm here to see you."

"Okay, you've been disobedient since you were a child, I should have expected that"

"Yes, my brother wouldn't let me come back, but I still wanted to come back."

"Your song is very good. Xin'er told me that this song will make many people want to learn about opera, which is more effective than me singing opera for ten years."

"He just likes to brag and doesn't practice well all day."

"You, just won't let me off easily."

Seeing his youngest apprentice come back, Xiao Shiqing couldn't help but talk more.

When he was singing on the stage, a little girl insisted on learning to sing from him. She couldn't let anyone else teach her, so he spent two years from the age of 67, and was forced to accept this apprentice.

I didn't expect that he would be so promising now!

Xiao Yuanpeng's courtyard.

Chang Yunxin was miserable. Today, the master was too strict. He was going to train to death.

Just as he was thinking about it, Xiao Yuanpeng's full-bodied voice came,

"Up and down, left and right, dragons and tigers running, pushing and pulling, like a tumbler, with a steady horse stance!"

Another muttering,

"Let you betray me!"