"What's wrong with you? Go!"

Guo Dalu glanced at Zhang Peiyu, "This is a man's play. Don't get involved if you are a woman!"

Zhang Peiyu was dissatisfied, "I am Lao Sheng, I am a man in the play, why can't I get involved?"

Guo Dalu thought for a while and nodded, "It's okay, come here, this is the script. You all read it. Everyone will be bright in the future!"

There are two scripts in total. Tan Yunchu took one and handed it to an actor beside him, "Chang Shan, go and copy ten copies of this script, it's best for everyone to copy one copy."

Guo Daluodao: "Copying is too slow, print it directly! I have sent the file to your theater's mailbox."

Just in the printing space, Guo Dalu looked at everyone, "Since we want to do modern opera, and it is a big drama led by the country, we must make some modifications to the existing singing style and soundtrack, try to make it as strong as possible and increase the appeal, so that it is more suitable for today's big stage."

Tan Yunchu said: "Modify the singing method? Mr. Guo, whoever can modify the singing method is to create his own school, and who is the ancestor of the genre! If the singing method can be so easy to modify, there will be no only five Peking Opera schools now!"

Guo Dalu said: "Look, so I'm better than you! I have a new singing style!"

Everyone: "..."

Zhang Peiyu was dissatisfied, "I don't believe it! You have the ability to demonstrate!"

Guo Dalu laughed, "First of all, you have to have a band accompaniment. How can you sing without drum beats?"

Tan Yunchu said: "Can our Peking Opera Theater still lack a band? You can afford to get a team of ten speakers!"

Peking Opera has been divided into five schools over the past century. The ancestors of each school were a well-known figure at that time. Only after the singing style has its own unique style and is recognized by the audience can they dare to be called a school.

Guo Dalu said nonsense and said that he had a new singing style. Who would believe it?

Everyone thought to themselves: "It is said that Guo Dalu is crazy and arrogant, and he likes to brag. Today, he finally saw it. But we can't control you bragging in other industries. It would be too funny to play the magnificent atmosphere in the Liyuan industry. Now the musical instrument team is right next to you. You can tell if you sing or not, what are you doing for bragging like this?"

Everyone wanted to make him fool of himself, so they quickly invited the band next door and led him to a nearby rehearsal hall, waiting to see what Guo Dalu would do next.

"Why are there no Western music team? Chinese music alone is not tasty enough!"

Tan Yunchu couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Guo, we are a Peking Opera, what kind of Western music team do we need?"

He said with a sarcasm, "Do you want to invite another symphony orchestra?"

Guo Dalu looked surprised, "Hey? Teacher Tan is worthy of being my confidant. That's what I think! Is there a symphony orchestra in our theater? If so, just shout it!"

Tan Yunchu said, "Who is your confidant? If you want to embarrass yourself, don't blame me for slapping you in the face!"

During this period, a domestic symphony orchestra went abroad for exchanges and borrowed a piece of land to rest and rehearse at the Peking Opera Theater. Tan Yunchu asked someone to invite the band directly over. "Several teachers, Mr. Guo said he wanted to use symphony to music for our Peking Opera. Today, please help me, I am very grateful!"

The leader of the Symphony Orchestra is a slightly bald middle-aged man named Bai Yuping. He couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "Teacher Tan, Peking Opera is our Chinese opera genre. Our symphony is a Western orchestra. The two are not in harmony. How can this soundtrack?"

"Ouch!"

After seeing Guo Dalu, he suddenly realized, "It turned out to be Mr. Guo's proposal, this should be successful!"

There are not many people in the Chinese music industry who don’t know about Guo Dalu. The leader of the symphony orchestra was originally funny, but when he saw Guo Dalu present, he didn’t dare to laugh. Guo Dalu’s musical literacy is not something he is qualified to laugh at. When the entire band saw Guo Dalu on the scene, they all became nervous.

No one dared to relax when the Chinese music masters were in person. If Guo Dalu said "No", the person in their orchestra would be lost.

"This is a music score, you all get familiar with it!"

Guo Dalu took out two scores, one to the symphony orchestra and the other to the Peking Opera band, "All ready, Sajia is about to start singing!"

Zhang Peiyu approached Xiang Yunhua and whispered: "Hey, do you think Mr. Guo can really sing?"

Xiang Yunhua said: "It's hard to say! Mr. Guo is very evil, and there is almost nothing he can't do! But singing is not as good as singing. This time, he may be a bit unlucky. He has been slapping others in the face for the past two years. If he is embarrassed by us today, that would be fun. The majority of netizens will definitely gloat and be happy!"

Zhang Peiyu laughed and said, "Yes, fans of other celebrities are always protecting their idols, but Mr. Guo's fans like to see him look ugly the most. Once he makes him look ugly, the whole world will be happy and everyone will be happy. No, I have to take a photo!"

She took out a cell phone with great enthusiasm, turned on the camera and pointed it at the center of the venue. Xiang Yunhua also took out his cell phone to take a picture.

"It's too troublesome to sing the whole paragraph, let's just have a lively singing style."

Guo Dalu slowly walked towards the stage, and the two bands ordered: "Are you familiar with the score? Go to the section where you go to the mountain to beat the tiger, and come this short section!"

Bai Yuping did not dare to neglect and whispered to the fingers beside him, "Shit well and don't embarrass our band!"

The music score given by Guo Dalu is very strange. It turns out to be a symphony and an opera team, which makes everyone uncomfortable. However, overall, it seems that the cooperation is smooth and there is no flaw in sight, which is a bit scary.

In this world, I have never thought of combining opera bands with symphony to music for Peking Opera. Guo Dalu's score made everyone in the two orchestras feel their horizons, and the more I see them, I admire them.

This is a new score, and everyone is not very familiar with it. Fortunately, there is a commander in front of the command, and everyone has circulated it again, which can barely hold on to the scene.

As the band commander came on stage to conduct, after a few quickspreads, the Beijing Hu played, and then the unique music of the symphony began to cater to the Beijing Hu hurdles. The rhythm became faster and faster. As the rhythm of the music, everyone became nervous, and felt their hair standing up and goose bumps were rising, as if they were in the cold winter and snow.

The rhythm of the music was getting faster and faster, and when the listeners were almost breathless, Guo Dalu's voice suddenly rang:

"Through the forest"

This sound was like a bullet ejected after firing a gun, which made everyone feel excited and their bodies were filled with excitement.

Just by speaking, everyone almost knelt down.

Damn, how is this possible?

It is really Beijing accent and Beijing rhyme. Just by listening to it, you can feel the skills in it.

"Cross the Snow Field"

Guo Dalu's voice continued, "Airish soaring into the sky"

His last four words "Aurassing to the Sky" changed several times in succession, and after several twists and turns, it was as loud as a cloud.

Tan Yunchu, Xiang Yunhua, Zhang Peiyu and others all opened their mouths wide and their eyes were about to pop out.
Chapter completed!