Chapter 562 The quintessence of China is not dead!

  Li Shixin’s live broadcast room.

  As the echo of thunder dissipated, the barrage that had been stagnant for a long time rolled around, and the interactive comment area also exploded into one piece!

  Of the more than 100,000 people online in the live broadcast room, not many people can understand Peking Opera.

  For most netizens, Peking Opera, the quintessence of art, is about to enter the museum. Only exists in the self-confidence of the older generation. But seeing the makeup on the stage has been washed away by the heavy rain, and the three people whose costumes were soaked and stuck to their bodies by the rain, all of them put away their previous teasing.

  Play, not everyone understands it.

  But faith is easy to see.

  The things contained in the "Second Entry Palace" in the rain just now have moved everyone's heartstrings through the screen!

   "Xin Ye's makeup is actually spent."

   "Yes, but still beautiful."

"I didn’t understand the play, but I burst into tears before I knew it. I once thought that Peking Opera must now be protected by the aura of intangible cultural heritage, but seeing the passage of Xinye today, I think this art cannot die. . There are still a small number of people who are still guarding it with faith, this kind of art will not die!"

"I vaguely remember that when I was a child, an elderly neighbor invited a theater troupe for fun, and it rained halfway through the singing. The actors of the troupe sang in the rain. The host invited the actors of the team to shelter from the rain. They thanked the host but I didn’t say that the opera was too young to understand when it was bigger than the sky. Now I understand. Perhaps there are many such individuals. Peking opera, an art that has been outdated, can continue to this day, and there are still people who like to be supported, right?"

"When I was young, my grandfather took me to the town's market to watch a show. At that time, I was six or seven years old. He just felt babbling too boring. He cried and asked his grandfather to take me to buy popcorn and cotton candy. Twenty years. In the past, popcorn and marshmallows were still available on the streets and alleys, but the Peking Opera and Grandpa in the market were never seen again.

  Thank you, Lord Xin, for bringing back what I thought had been locked in time in front of me. Thank you too, Xinye, today not only let me see the beauty on the surface of Peking Opera, but also the beauty in the bones of Peking Opera. I finally know why grandpa could stand under the stage and watch all day happily. "

  "I can’t help crying while holding my mobile phone. Maybe not many people like it, or maybe not much attention, but there are still people guarding the colors of Peking Opera! Salute Xinye and the other two actors!"

"Next time someone will tell Lao Tzu what craftsmanship spirit, Lao Tzu will put today's video on his face! We have no shortage of this spirit, but we will not use it as an advertisement to market ourselves! This is the older generation. It’s ridiculous that some people still want to learn second-hand imported goods that are engraved in their bones."

“As a fancier for more than ten years, I couldn’t help but laugh and cry when I saw that Lord Xin today. I was relieved for a moment about those stigmatizations and contempt for Peking Opera. At the moment, Peking Opera is indeed a small one. All the arts, the new generation of young people have pop songs, there are theater movies and idol dramas. It is true that not many people listen to this game. However, seeing this closure, I am sure that Peking Opera has not fallen-it is just We have accumulated strength, waiting for new ways to let a new generation of viewers come over and accumulate the next prosperity!"

  Drops!

  Received a strong [shock] [moving] applause value, 8974 points!

  Drops!

  Received cheers value, 135411 points!

  On stage.

  Just now and Sun Liancheng, ancestors and grandsons sang the last paragraph of "Two Into the Palace", Li Shixin heard two soft whispers in his ears!

  But soon, the prompt sound was suppressed by applause and applause on the street.

  Looking at the whole street, all eyes were on himself, and Sun Liancheng on the side choked with sobs.

   "Uncle Master, I want to cry."

   Glancing at Sun Liancheng's face, the rain and tears were mixed and rolled from his face, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

  You are already crying.

"Uncle Master, you may not believe it. This is the largest audience since I founded the theater. If there were so many cheers in the theater every day, I would die, I could go there with my eyes closed!" "

   Pursuing at this point?

  Old man, your expectations for the highlights of life are really a bit low!

Listening to Sun Liancheng's hopeless wish, Li Shixin smiled and raised his hand to pat the grandson in front of him.

   "Liancheng, take good health. Remember, as long as you live for a long time, you can have everything."

  This heavy rain came and went quickly, and after I entered the palace and sang, the clouds above my head were gone.

  Although the rain is still pattering, the wisps of sunlight have passed through the gaps of the dark clouds and spilled onto the streets and alleys.

   blinked at Sun Liancheng, and Li Shixin stood in front of the stage.

   raised his fists in front of the fanciers and fans in the audience and the passers-by who have re-entered the street.

   "Thanks to your kind love, God is not beautiful, I just sang this paragraph."

  Faced with Li Shixin’s apology, the fanciers in the audience yelled tremblingly.

  "Sir, in this case, whoever raps and sings, I will fight him hard!"

  "Yeah, sir, this is not called babbling. It’s babbling if you don’t stand on the stage to sing well. If you use your heart, if you are emotional, just shout, that’s also a good show!"

  Looking at the fancier who was already soaked, Li Shixin smiled faintly and bowed again.

   "Thank you, everyone, let me change my clothes. Even if my voice is broken today, I have to show you two more!"

"it is good!"

  Drops!

  Received an additional [happy] cheer value, 7541 points!

  Received a wave of cheers from the scene again, Li Shixin took Sun Liancheng and his grandson and left the scene.

  With the "Second Entry into the Palace" in the rain just now, passers-by on the whole street were attracted to the theater. Although most of the people are still busy, this is the peak of popularity for the theater that has been instigated for more than four years.

  In the following time, Li Shixin, who changed into clean clothes, reappeared on stage.

  After the release of "Su Sanqi Jie" and the release of "Shiro's Visiting Mother", the atmosphere of the sealing field was pushed to a climax.

  Originally, it was planned to seal the box from nine o'clock in the morning to ten thirty in the morning.

   But after two plays, the people on the third and third floors in the street have already made the theater full. Li Shixin and Sun Liancheng had to return twice, temporarily adding a section of "Changbanpo" and "Liao Fenghou".

  Until twelve o'clock, I sealed the box and sang for three hours. Li Shixin's singing voice showed hiss, and the crowds onlookers disappeared.

  Returning to the background, Li Shixin poured a mug of wolfberry water fiercely, and silently opened the system panel.

   Seeing that in the morning, the applause value that had been squandered by himself once again reached more than two hundred and forty thousand, and he couldn't help falling into a deep bewilderment.

  What is it that God has created such a flawless and unparalleled person like this old man!

   "Teacher."

Just when Li Shixin was holding a thermos cup and felt that because of his own existence, the world was so cruel to those mediocre and mediocre people who had no good or no evil. When he was soaked in the rain, An Xiaoxiao, who has evaporated and dried out naturally. , Silently walked to her side.

  Looking at the strands of hair on An Xiaoxiao's head, Li Shixin frowned.

   "What are you doing?"

  Faced with the question, An Xiao general handed over the elderly phone with only one battery level left.

   Pointing to the phone screen, he laughed.

   "On the hot list of fighting players, is there a snack at noon?"

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