From Opera Legend to Superstar

During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the sounds of bells and the finest food filled the air with refined music. From the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods to the Han dynasty, feudal lords kept entertainers, including actors and dwarfs. Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang dynasty had the Pear Garden, where musicians and dancers performed. There was also the sword dance of Gongsun Da Niang.

The plot is dragging on and on. The plot is dragging on and on. I have to say it three times! 🔪🔪🔪

I've followed several books about Peking Opera or traditional Chinese opera before, but unfortunately they were all abandoned in the end. I hope this book can be finished.

I haven't read the book yet, but after reading the comments, I found some that belittle Peking Opera, which I find quite puzzling. It's okay not to like it, but there's no need to belittle it. Personally, I like listening to Qinqiang, Peking Opera, and Shanghai Opera, but I don't like Sichuan Opera, and I would never belittle it. Another example is rap; I don't like it, but many people do.

Why is the system now considered a problem? 😓 I just want to know why. I feel that if you transmigrate without a system, you're basically doomed, unless your innate abilities are exceptionally high, otherwise you'll find it difficult to make any progress.

A scholar's rebirth is usually quite compelling. However, the forced addition of a system makes it a bit nauseating. And then, he's reborn as his own great-grandson... The author's thought process is truly bizarre. If you were reborn, whether you revitalize Peking Opera or traditional folk arts, the result would be that you'd be wearing the cloak of tradition while the core remains a system of…

This is really sloppy. There's a stunning opening, but then it's all boring and vulgar, full of mundane family squabbles and backstabbing. Speechless. No, there are too many useless chapters. If you skip ten or so chapters and look at them, well, I still have to say something. I suggest that every ten chapters be combined into one. This is too much fluff. Is this a huge piece of fluff?

The writing is alright, but unfortunately, it's obvious it wasn't written out of passion. It involves too many different things, even dabbling in film. The protagonist is a renowned singer from Beijing, even the Japanese specifically request to hear him sing. Reborn as his great-grandson, his singing skills should theoretically be no less than his father's or master's, perhaps even better.

From a performer in the Republican era to a modern opera star, the protagonist has made a magnificent transformation spanning nearly a century. The book's synopsis is very appealing; it gives me a sense of the times and its pulse. The protagonist is undoubtedly a genius, and even after transmigrating, he is still able to stand out with his opera skills.

Chapter Three, singing the line "Though lowly in rank, I dare not forget my duty to the nation," and you shed tears? It's okay to cry, but you need to process it. There's no such thing as crying the moment you hear it. If your eyes are diseased, get them treated; they're highly toxic. Then the big shot is reborn, and he even gets a system?