Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Meili was in high spirits. She had been to Xi'an before, but it was a big city. This was her first time in the countryside of Qin Province. It was novel to see that most of the rural houses along the road were half-built.

Yu Dongqing had to explain to her that mainly because of the drought and lack of rain here, and the loess belt, water flows on two slopes and on one slope, but now the newly built buildings can also be built in the same style across the country.

The car quickly entered the village and parked on the road outside the yard. Yu Dongqing took Meimei into the yard. The two old men had already stood at the door to greet them.

"Uncle, auntie, happy New Year!" Mingliang said sweetly, and took out a lot of gifts from the travel bag to give to the elders. The two old men laughed from ear to ear.

She took Mei Ming into the newly cleaned wing. As soon as she put down her luggage, Liu Fenglan said you go to the main room to chat. It's warm there, and I'll go to the kitchen to cook.

At this time, Yu Tongtong ran into the yard. When she saw Meimei, she immediately ran over and held her aunt's hand.

"Auntie, come with me to set off firecrackers, it will be fun!"

"Let's go, let's go, my aunt will accompany you." Meiliang walked out immediately.

"Don't worry, girl, go out to play after eating." Liu Fenglan hurriedly advised.

"Auntie, it's okay. I'm not hungry and I haven't set off firecrackers for a long time!" After saying that, he followed Yu Tongtong and ran out laughing.

The two elders were left looking at each other.

"Mom and Dad, don't be offended, that's just the way Ming Liang's personality is." Yu Dongqing had no choice but to explain.

"Hey, she has a completely different temper than her sister." Liu Fenglan smiled and said, "But she is really good to Tongtong."

Meiliang and Yu Tongtong didn't come back until the afternoon from playing. They all sat down to eat together. Everything for the New Year was ready. Meiliang was still very curious about the eight bowls of Guanzhong specialties.

After dinner, it was almost dark, and the family sat in the main room, warming themselves by the fire and watching TV. Of course, Mingliang did not forget the business reason for coming, and discussed with Yu Dongqing about making a micro documentary.

"Meiliang, I have already agreed with my third uncle that I will go there at noon tomorrow. I will be the reporter responsible for the interview. I will be responsible for the filming. How about you take it back for post-editing?" Yu Dongqing suggested.

But Meili objected: "Since this is my winter vacation homework, the pre-production shooting is naturally mine. You will be the reporter, and we will start tomorrow!"

After hearing what Meimei said, Yu Dongqing had no choice but to agree.

We ate three meals late in the countryside, and it was already ten o'clock after breakfast the next morning. Yu Dongqing and Meiliang decided to go filming, along with their daughter Yu Tongtong.

The three of them came to the village. According to the scene designed in advance, Yu Dongqing stood under the big locust tree and picked up the DV.

"Get ready! 3, 2.1 starts!"

"This is a very ordinary village in the north. It is located in the Huayin area of ​​Qin Province, eight hundred miles east of Qinchuan." Yu Dongqing narrated in his slightly hoarse voice:

"But a new kind of opera that is popular among the masses was born here - Huayin Laoqiang. I heard that a big opera is being performed in the village, so let's go and listen together now."

After speaking, Yu Dongqing walked towards the village, took her daughter's hand and introduced the village as she walked. Soon I arrived outside the village committee compound, and a man's high-pitched voice came from the yard accompanied by gongs and drums.

"This is Huayin's old tune. Let's go in."

The courtyard of the village committee was full of people. Everyone was cracking melon seeds, eating peanuts, and listening to a few people acting on the stage.

The real Laoqiang is not just sung like ordinary drama, it is performed in the form of shadow puppets. There are five people on the stage, one of whom is holding a shadow puppet doll and posing in various shapes according to the rhythm.

Meili took the DV and quickly pointed it at the stage.

During a break during the performance, Yu Hongguang and others came to the audience to drink water, warm themselves by the fire, smoke and relax. Yu Dongqing walked over with a bright smile.

Greeting each other for the New Year, Mingliang felt very fresh about the musical instruments in everyone's hands, such as yueqin, banhu, big gong, horse gong, lead gong, war drum, alarm wood, dry drum, bangzi, and bells. They were all available.

"It's incredible that there are only five of you playing so many musical instruments." Meiliang said with emotion.

"So each of us is required to be familiar with his or her responsibilities, and each of us has a fixed title." Yu Hongguang took over.

"He's called the signer, or the one who blocks the door," Yu Hongguang pointed at the honest old man holding the shadow puppet. "Mainly operating the whole shadow puppet show."

"He's called Ban Hu Shou" and plays the lead vocals." Yu Hongguang pointed to an old man with a little head on his head. "He also plays the cymbal and trumpet, cheers, sings, and whistles. "

"There are so many, uncle, are you busy enough to come over?" Meiliang couldn't help but ask.

"That's okay." The old man smiled naively.

"Brother-in-law, do you know these?" Meili suddenly turned her head and asked Yu Dongqing.

"Me? I'm not that capable." Yu Dongqing said with a smile: "When I was at home, I learned to play banhu from my grandfather and third uncle."

"Then play a piece for me." Meili suddenly became interested.

"I don't dare." Yu Dongqing waved his hands quickly: "I don't dare to do anything in front of masters like my third uncle."

"Dongqing, what kind of master are you? Everyone is having fun. I remember the part of "The March to the East is Always Empty". Are you familiar with it? Why don't you just sing this after the show and you play Banhu?"

The bald old man next to him also laughed when he heard it and said, "If you come on stage to play banhu, I will play the trumpet and cymbals, just to give me a rest."

Yu Dongqing's hands were itchy, so she agreed when everyone said this.

After smoking cigarettes and drinking water, a few old men walked onto the stage. Yu Dongqing also followed, but was stopped by Meiliang and pointed at the DV lens.

All right

Yu Dongqing said to the camera: "The performance by the uncles just now made my hands feel a little itchy. I want to go up and give it a try. Let's go!" After saying that, he turned around and walked onto the stage, followed by Meimei holding a DV.

As the third uncle's high-pitched voice sounded again, Yu Dongqing crossed her legs and pulled them up properly.

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

For two days, Yu Dongqing and Mingliang were busy with this matter. In addition to filming the singing scenes, they also interviewed performers, village cadres, and villagers to talk about their understanding of Laoqiang.

In the evening, the three of them sat in the main room with Yu Dongqing's parents to warm themselves by the fire while watching the video footage.

The lens is a bit messy and shakes a lot in some places. After all, a handheld DV is not as stable as a camera with a stand, but this is not a problem. After post-editing, the effect will be very good. Anyway, it will also be a micro-documentary, usually no more than 30 minute.

The parents developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, and soon went to the bedroom to rest, leaving Yu Dongqing to continue studying the videos they had taken.

Daughter Yu Tongtong sat aside and watched the cartoons on TV intently.

"By the way, brother-in-law, there's one more thing. I'll leave the BGM for this documentary to you." Meili smiled.

Yu Dongqing had already thought of Meimei's request, and nodded in agreement without thinking about it. After thinking about it for a while, he said, "Meimei, when are you going to return to Yanjing for post-editing?"

Yu Dongqing's meaning is very clear. Your location shooting has ended. Now it's time to go back to Yanjing and continue your homework, right?

Unexpectedly, Meili shook her head.

"I haven't fully understood the historical origins of Laoqiang. I heard that your county library will be open during the Spring Festival. I'm going to look in the local chronicles to see if there is anything about Laoqiang. Also... you guys are so fun, I haven't yet That’s enough.”

The latter is the main purpose, right?

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