Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

"Let Mr. Yu explain it to you." Jin Yunfeng suddenly raised the topic to Yu Dongqing.

Yu Dongqing smiled: "It's our local old man who puts the stool on all fours and suddenly on both legs - changing his posture and hitting different positions of the stool with jujube wood blocks, making a loud sound with a distinct rhythm and crisp sound. It can be used as an accompaniment, just like playing drums.”

"Oh, can it still be like this? This is a unique musical instrument in the world." Luo Yun sighed.

"Yeah, actually I heard my grandpa say that according to the old tradition, it was to beat the oars on the bank of the Yellow River. But in order to meet the needs of the current stage, jujube wood blocks and stools were later used as "instruments" for the whole group. Cheer." Yu Dongqing explained with a smile.

"Yes, yes, that momentum, to use your Qin provincial language, it's just provocative!"

Jin Yunfeng said something in Guanzhong dialect, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Jin Yunfeng continued:

"After I studied in Qinmen Village for three months, and based on your grandfather's guidance, I adapted part of your local traditional play "The March to the East is Always Empty" and put it on the stage after returning to Yanjing. The effect was pretty good. .”

"'A Conquest to the East Is Always in vain'? I've heard it. This song is about the story of Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty." Yu Dongqing said with a smile.

"Then you can sing too?"

"I know a little bit. I heard my grandpa sing it when I was a kid."

Jin Yunfeng suddenly became interested.

"Oh? Then you can sing a piece and I'll listen to it. Don't tell me that I've never heard anyone sing this before in Yanjing."

"My voice is a little hoarse now. I guess the effect will not be good." Yu Dongqing coughed twice, cleared his throat and sang softly.

A campaign to the east is always empty

It’s hard to leave the great country Chang’an City

Since ancient times, Chang'an

The rise of Zhou, Qin and Han dynasties

Mountains, rivers and flowers blooming

Eight rivers flow around the city

Although Yu Dongqing's voice was hoarse, as a man from Guanzhong in Qin Province, his singing momentum was still there. Jin Yunfeng listened and listened, and couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks and sing along to the beat.

No treasures from the study room in times of battle

What should I use as a pen tip?

Bit the middle finger cruelly

Drowsy and painful

Luo Yun listened quietly to the old man and the young man singing loudly in the private room.

I didn't expect that my normally stern father-in-law would have such a crazy side.

And this Yu Dongqing.

How come you know everything?

What a treasure.

The two of them sang for a while before they got to their heart's content, and then they held up their teacups to each other and drank tea instead of wine.

"It's a pity that such a good thing is about to be lost." Jin Yunfeng sighed.

Yu Dongqing ate his food and smiled when he heard what Jin Yunfeng said: "Yes. Hasn't it been applied for the national intangible cultural heritage list? The country has started to protect it."

Jin Yunfeng was stunned when he heard this: "The application for World Heritage was successful? Why didn't I know?"

Oops

Something wrong?

Yu Dongqing remembers that in the original time and space, Huayin Laoqiang’s application for World Heritage was successful.

"Sorry, I remembered it wrong." Yu Dongqing apologized quickly.

"Well, I also hope that it can be successfully applied for World Heritage status as soon as possible, so that this type of opera can be well protected and carried forward." Jin Yunfeng sighed.

Hearing this, Yu Dongqing's heart skipped a beat, and something suddenly occurred to her. She quickly picked up the tea cup and said respectfully: "If our hometown really wants to apply for the Huayin Old Tune as a World Heritage, I hope to get the help of Director Jin."

"Oh, I won't agree easily to anything other people say, but if I can help with this matter, I will definitely help!" Jin Yunfeng said with emotion.

"Then I'll have tea instead of wine. On behalf of our hometown, I would like to thank you and give you a toast."

"You're welcome, easy to talk to."

Luo Yun next to her was surprised.

This serious matter has not been brought up yet, but where did it end up?

This guy is really good at finding opportunities, and my father-in-law doesn't agree to others easily.

The two chatted for a while and then turned to the topic. "Mr. Yu, I watched the video of you dancing with the sword. Have you ever practiced martial arts?"

Yu Dongqing smiled and shook his head: "Those are just flower stands and cannot be used in actual combat."

"But it looks good." Luo Yun interjected: "I don't like watching martial arts dramas, but after watching your video performance, I really want to watch it."

"It's good to watch. In a martial arts drama like this, the real kung fu is only secondary. The most important thing is that it's beautifully shot! It's what makes the audience feel wonderful and follow the show."

"Yes, that's the truth!" Jin Yunfeng took over the topic: "So, Mr. Yu, I would like to ask you to be the temporary martial arts director of "Martial Arts Heroes" and film it according to your ideas. How about it? Don't worry, I will pay you."

"I've never been a martial arts instructor before, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do this." Yu Dongqing said modestly.

"Why not? Just based on your video and what you said: it's beautifully shot, and it looks great! I think it will work!"

"Brother Yu, please stop being modest." Luo Yun also intervened.

"Then, shall I give it a try? But I can only delay for two or three days, and I will go to work next week." Yu Dongqing agreed.

"Okay, then you try."

Jin Yunfeng didn't have much confidence in his heart. He always felt weird talking about this matter.

In fact, if he hadn't accidentally talked about Huayin's old tune and saw that Jin Yunfeng was very concerned about it, Yu Dongqing would never have agreed so readily.

From the bottom of his heart, he really hopes that the traditional plays in his hometown can be carried forward. Although Jin Yunfeng does not work in the government department, he is the deputy director of Huangdu TV, the chairman of the National Television Artists Association, a big figure in the literary and art circles, and those in the cultural department. Great leaders are familiar with it.

Helping others is helping yourself.

Everyone was happy with the meal, and finally Jin Yunfeng said: "I called Director Lu and said, I originally sent you there in person tomorrow, but even though tomorrow is the weekend, I have an important meeting."

Jin Yunfeng pondered for a moment after saying this, and then looked at Luo Yun: "Let Xiaoyun send you there. She doesn't work on weekends, and she is also familiar with Director Lu, so some things are easy to coordinate."

"No, no, I'll drive there myself." Yu Dongqing said quickly.

"How's that going? You were invited by us, why do you have the nerve to let you drive by yourself?" Luo Yun interrupted with a smile: "I'll have nothing to do tomorrow anyway, so I'll drive you there."

Seeing that they were all like this, Yu Dongqing agreed.

Everyone enjoyed the meal. After the meal, everyone dispersed. As soon as Yu Dongqing got into her car, she received a call from Luo Yun.

"Dongqing, do you have anything to do tonight? Let's go for a walk to eat?"

"I have nothing to do, but is it convenient for you?" Yu Dongqing replied.

"What's the inconvenience for me? How about this, it's close to Houhai, let's go for a walk?"

"also."

Yu Dongqing agreed. After all, he had to go back to his father-in-law's house and told him to help take care of his daughter. He would go to Huairou tomorrow.

Yu Dongqing drove to the parking lot of Nanluoguxiang near Houhai and saw Luo Yun's BMW parked nearby. At the entrance of Nanluogu Alley, Yu Dongqing saw Luo Yun. The night wind lifted her hair, making her look graceful.

Seeing Yu Dongqing coming over, Luo Yunran smiled: "Just take a walk along the lake?"

"good"

The two of them started walking around casually.

"Holly, I really didn't expect you to have such a good conversation with my father-in-law. You must know that my father-in-law is a serious person. To be honest, I am a little afraid of him."

"The two of them have something in common. I didn't expect that your father-in-law, a big shot in the entertainment industry, had sung in the past and was so interested in Huayin's old tune."

"My father-in-law also liked opera when he was young. Shandong Bangzi was popular in his place in Shandong. Although the singing method of Shandong Bangzi is not the same as that of Huaiyin old tune, they both sing with impassioned, high-pitched and strong tune. This may be the reason why he likes Huaiyin old tune. Bar."

"But my father-in-law studied under the Cheng School of Peking Opera. He performed very well and aspired to be a great master." Luo Yun chuckled.

"Then how did you become the deputy director of Huangdu TV Station?"

Thanks to the people who are also proud of the common people, the unparalleled handsome uncle of the country, Zhou Xuesong, book friends 20200114225933010, Mo Yan, book friends 2018091421015511, and Gao Jian’s monthly tickets for fine fruits