A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

The perfect fusion of opera and popular singing shows the charm of opera culture to the fullest.

On the stage, Li Mushang was fully involved in the play, and his hands were still making movements, quite like Cheng Dieyi's feeling of not being crazy and not alive.

"I am used to hiding emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy in powder and ink."

"It doesn't matter if you sing through the clichés, the bones and ashes are all mine."

"Duckweed endures watching beacon fires burn mountains and rivers in troubled times."

"I am humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me."

The scene was surprisingly quiet when the singing stopped, and Li Mushang could even feel his own heartbeat, bang bang bang bang!

The curtain at the rear was slowly opened, and the pale yellow light abstracted, and the dusty plaque instantly became resplendent and resplendent, and I turned my head to look.

Shang Xirui, with a phoenix crown and a xiapei, stands on the top of the wall, with a butterfly in his hand that moves like a nimble butterfly, but dancing makes everyone drunk.

This is the last scene of the Kunqu opera "The Peony Pavilion", which was sung by Mr. Shang Xirui, the opera master.

The naked-eye virtual screen is used here, and it is also the most expensive part of the entire filming sequence.

Originally, Lord Shang’s original plan was to go to Yanjing’s old city wall to shoot. After discussion, the main creative team felt that there might be problems with an 80-year-old man standing on the city wall to shoot, so he used a very expensive virtual screen. .

Due to his age, Shang Xirui dressed up, everyone can still see the obvious wrinkles on his face, but his gestures give people a sense of beauty.

When he opened his mouth to sing, his voice was as good as it used to be, but it had a unique charm, with a high pitch and a tactful voice.

The accompaniment here is also very attentive, using musical instruments as a garden to surround Mr. Shang.

The flowing water is the strings, the rocks are the percussion, the flowers, birds and caterpillars are the chorus, and the wind and grass are the symphony.

Mr. Shang standing on the top of the city, every step, every scene, every frown and smile, is so close and instant, captivating.

"Love doesn't know where it started, it goes deeper and deeper!"

A recitation really makes people feel that death is worth it. The singing of Shang School Danjiaoer is a combination of Kunqu Opera and Peking Opera.

Exhalation and articulation are extremely particular, and the accent is full of charm, which is memorable.

Li Mushang turned around and crossed his hands to Shang Xirui who was in the distance, he imitated the old man's movements while turning and pausing, the play struck again.

"People under the stage walked by, but the old colors were not seen."

"The people on the stage sang, the heartbreaking farewell song."

"Love words are hard to write, and she must use blood to make peace with her singing."

"The curtain starts, the curtain ends, and the guest is the end"

Li Mushang's high notes are ethereal and distant, his low notes are delicate and melodious, and his opera voice is gorgeous and shocking.

The opera tune is naturally sung with ease, without any harsh feeling.

Boom. Boom. Boom!
The bell rang again, Li Mushang on the stage looked a little dazed, the lights dimmed, and the original beauty around him disappeared.

Turning around suddenly, he found that at some point, all the actors in the "dream" appeared behind him.

They still seem to be singing, but there is no sound.

Boom!
The bell rang again, everyone stopped making any movements, and time seemed to freeze.

One second. Two seconds and three seconds.

Li Mushang moved his steps and took a step, and everyone in front took a step back, they were so close yet so far away.

The original sound of Duan Xiaolou in the middle of "Farewell My Concubine".

"In Yigu's opinion, today is the parting between you and me, hey!"

In fact, this was not included in the original plan. Li Mushang specially added a paragraph to pay tribute to Mr. Zhang Guorong, the deceased Asian superstar brother who had made outstanding contributions to Chinese opera.

The actors began to move, and showed various expressions on their faces. They saluted Li Mushang, as if to thank him.

The lights above their heads dimmed and their figures disappeared into the darkness.

In front of Li Mushang was only Shang Xirui who was wearing a phoenix robe and a summer cape, and the two stood on the stage speechless.

Shang Xirui flicked his sleeves with a look of relief on his face, as if he was extremely satisfied with this junior, he also disappeared into the darkness.

The music suddenly started again at this time, and in front of him was a deep house compound where no sunlight could be seen. Li Mushang walked in slowly, and the last singing sound came out.

"After you sing, I will appear on stage."

"Don't laugh at Fengyue drama, don't laugh at people's absurdity."

"I also asked that Qinghuang also sang about the rise and fall."

"The Tao is ruthless, the Tao is sentimental, how can you think about it!"

The show is over.

Everyone at the scene stood up and applauded excitedly. This work is simply too good.

From the very beginning of the show, Li Mushang gave people the feeling that he was just a spectator, and he came to the dusty theater just to look back at the past glory of opera.

In Huang Liang's dream, he participated in various types of Chinese operas, and he sang after waking up from the dream with a long aftertaste.

Finally, following the steps of the seniors, he turned and walked into the darkness. At this time, the spectator under the stage was covered in cold sweat. It turned out that this spectator was also a person in the play.

The most eye-catching part of the program was the old Mr. Shang Xirui, who imitated his father standing on the top of the city and sang loudly, highlighting the sharp contrast between the humble and the big.

Let the emotion of the work reach its peak, and the center is directly sublimated to the surge of thoughts for the country and the people, and the fireflies of resistance are ignited.

This is not only reminiscent of Master Mei Lanfang who grew a beard and stopped performing during the Anti-Japanese War, but also Master Chang Xiangyu who actively promoted the Anti-Japanese War during the Anti-Japanese War, and then donated fighter jets to the volunteers with the income from the national tour.

From a low-level actor in the old society to a knight for the country and the people, this is the greater feeling and pattern.

After more than ten minutes of one shot, Li Mushang was already sweating profusely.

When the shooting ended, he collapsed directly on the stage with a smile on his lips.

All the staff and cast and crew ran onto the stage. After they lifted Li Mushang from the stage, they threw it high into the air and caught it again.

Let's have a carnival together, just like New Year's Eve.

After a while, everyone gathered in front of the monitor again, watching the replay frame by frame carefully, trying to find out the deficiencies that needed to be corrected.

In the end, I was surprised to find that the work was perfect, and there was no need to modify or shoot it.

In the evening, station B specially prepared a celebration dinner for all the people involved in the filming.

Li Mushang became the object of everyone's special care again.

Mr. Shang also picked up his wine glass and walked over.

"I sometimes think, it would be great if you were from the opera circle."

"I believe that Xiqu will enter a new glory under your leadership, but I know this is just wishful thinking."

"You have contributed a lot to the shooting of this short film, I offer you a toast!"

Li Mushang quickly bent down to lower the wine glass, and said, "Sir, this is really something that juniors can't bear. If there is anything in the opera circle that needs me, just say it at any time."

"The junior will definitely do his best to help!"