Hearing what Qin Chen and Hu Yijun said.

Ling Yu's face also showed a smile again:

"Both seniors can think this way. I believe that the younger generation will soon put aside their prejudice against traditional opera."

"Perhaps in the near future, those young people in fashionable clothes on the streets and alleys can sing a few pure opera tunes."

"And those grassroots opera troupes can also have a good income, and they don't have to give up their beloved careers because of survival problems!"

Hearing Ling Yu's words.

Qin Chen and Hu Yijun's eyes suddenly lit up and their expressions were moved.

If the situations that Ling Yu just said.

really happened.

At that time, the development of opera will definitely reach an unprecedented grand occasion!

Thinking of this.

Qin Chen immediately said with joy:

"Mr. Ling Yu, if traditional opera can develop to such a grand occasion as you said in the future, then even if we, the opera artists of this generation, devote ourselves to it, we will die with no regrets!"

And Hu Yijun on the side also said with expectation:

"Indeed, if traditional opera, the quintessence of the country, can really develop to such a high level, we will die with a smile on our faces!"

"I just don't know if we can hope to see such a grand occasion in this life!"

Looking at the longing eyes of Qin Chen and Hu Yijun.

Ling Yu said firmly:

"Don't worry, seniors!"

"As long as you are full of hope for the younger generation, they will not let you down!"

"Please believe me, seniors, and believe in the thousands of younger generations!"

"Neither I nor they will let the national quintessence of opera fall into oblivion!"

Hearing Ling Yu's sincere and firm words.

Qin Chen and Hu Yijun were even more moved.

For a moment.

An indescribable emotion surged in their hearts again.

This made them feel even more grateful to Ling Yu in their hearts!

"Thank you, Mr. Ling Yu!" Qin Chen picked up a cup of tea, "I, an old guy, am not very good at saying nice things, everything is in this cup of tea!"

The voice fell.

Hu Yijun on the side also picked up the teacup and smiled at Ling Yu:

"Mr. Ling Yu, thousands of words are in the tea!"

Seeing this situation.

Ling Yu also immediately picked up a cup of tea and smiled sincerely:

"You two seniors are too kind. I just tried my best!"

"This cup of tea, let me drink it first!"

After saying that.

Ling Yu raised his head slightly and drank the red red robe in his hand.

Qin Chen and Hu Yijun smiled and drank.

Just then.

The sound of gongs and drums sounded again on the stage.

Qin Chen put down the teacup and smiled:

"Mr. Ling Yu, another good show is about to begin!"

"Then I'll listen attentively!"

Ling Yu smiled softly.

As time passed.

This play was soon finished.

The actors on the stage slowly retreated backstage, and the red curtain slowly fell.

"Mr. Ling Yu, how do you feel after listening to these two plays today?"

Qin Chen asked with a smile on his face.

"To be honest with President Qin, this is the first time I have watched two operas in such a formal way since I was a child!"

Ling Yu smiled gently and looked at the stage where the curtain had already fallen:

"When I was a child, I also watched some opera troupes set up stages to perform in my hometown Luyang, but at that time there were still many older people who liked to watch operas."

"As children, we just went to join in the fun and didn't listen so seriously!"

"Today, after listening to these two plays seriously, I really appreciated the unique charm of opera!"

Hearing Ling Yu's words,

Qin Chen also smiled, then stroked his beard and said:

"When we were young and learned opera, we followed the troupe everywhere. Every time those actors performed on the stage, the audience below the stage was full of old people, and there were very few children!"

"If there are children and young people willing to come to the stage to listen to the opera, the actors on the stage will sing extra hard!"

"Because there are children and young people coming to listen to the opera, it means that the opera is being passed down in this generation, there is no need to worry!"

Qin Chen's voice fell.

Hu Yijun on the side also said:

"Although the audience used to be some old people, at least when those troupes set up the stage to perform, there were still many people listening below!"

"But in recent years, after the opera gradually declined, when those grassroots troupes set up the stage to perform, there were only a few audiences below the stage."

"Even once when I was inspecting in another place, I saw two actors singing hard on the stage. Although thatIt was drizzling, but it didn't affect the show. However, there was only one old man under the stage, holding a worn-out umbrella, sitting alone and watching the show! "

"When I saw that scene, I was so depressed!"

"I really didn't expect that opera would decline to such a level one day. There were fewer people watching the show than performing on the stage!"

Hu Yijun said this.

The nose was sour again, and the voice couldn't help but choke!

After hearing this, Ling Yu was also very surprised.

He was stunned and asked quickly:

"If there is only one person watching the show, will the actor be willing to sing?"

Looking at Ling Yu's shocked expression.

Hu Yijun on the side smiled and said:

"Mr. Ling Yu, you don't know that there is a rule in our opera industry. ”

“As long as the stage is set up and the opera begins, not to mention that there is only one person listening to the opera, even if there is no one under the stage, the play must be sung to the end!”

Ling Yu was stunned when he heard it:

“In the opera industry, there is actually such a rule?”

“I didn’t know about opera before, and I really didn’t know this!”

At this time.

Qin Chen smiled and continued:

“The spirit of our opera, the quintessence of the country, is that even if there is no one under the stage, once the opera begins, it must be sung to the end!”

“As the saying goes, once the opera begins, all directions will listen, one direction is for people, the third direction is for ghosts, and the fourth direction is for gods.”

“Just because mortals don’t listen doesn’t mean that ghosts and gods don’t listen.”

“One sorrow, one joy, one shaking of sleeves, one kneeling, one bowing, one kowtow.”

“One frown, one smile, one glance back, a lifetime, one moment of rest. ”

“Since you have opened your voice, you cannot stop until the play is finished. This is the rule left by our ancestors!”

“Although this is an era that believes in science and does not believe in ghosts and gods, our traditional opera, the quintessence of the country, still has a sense of awe for the rules left by our ancestors!”

Hearing Qin Chen’s words.

Ling Yu also nodded and said seriously:

“As a young generation, I do not believe in ghosts and gods, but I will also hold a respectful attitude towards many things or objects passed down by our ancestors, and I will even be moved by them!”

“To put it in modern terms, I think this rule of our ancestors is the professional ethics and craftsmanship that everyone advocates!”

Hearing Ling Yu say this.

Qin Chen and Hu Yijun both showed a smile of relief and emotion.

Then.

Qin Chen asked:

“Mr. Ling Yu, you have listened to two plays today, and you have also listened to us talk about a lot of background culture related to opera. ”

“I wonder if you have any inspiration to create opera-style songs now?”

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