Chapter 619: Regarding Cultural Export

"A Bite of China," under the anticipation of the masses, finally broadcast its third episode.

This variety show used food as the skin and history as the bone, telling foreigners about the rise and fall of China, this ancient civilized country, expanding from dishes to all aspects, deepening foreigners' understanding of China.

Don't look at this as just a food variety show; it already counted as one of the few cultural exports China had internationally at present.

Besides Luo Quan, there was also Wang Xiaojiu who had relatively large influence.

As for things like Confucius Institutes, Luo Quan didn't know much about them, but she felt that this thing was probably not as famous as "ancestor money," "Ma Yinglong hemorrhoid cream," or "Lao Gan Ma."

Actually, the situation in the two worlds wasn't much different; in the previous life, the artists in the literary and artistic world who truly made the whole world know China and become curious about Chinese culture, she felt there were only three.

Mei Lanfang, Bruce Lee, Jackie Chan.

Besides these, were there any others?

Luo Quan wanted to become such a person; she also wanted to let Chinese culture go to the world.

However, the problem was that she didn't know what kind of path to take.

Master Mei Lanfang's achievements in opera were unparalleled; Luo Quan asked herself that she couldn't reach the level of the old man.

Moreover, Peking Opera in the country, in the place of origin, wasn't mainstream anymore; wanting to carry it forward abroad, to be honest, wasn't easy to handle.

Chinese Kung Fu was a path; after all, the huge success of the two dragons represented that foreigners could absolutely accept this kind of thing.

And martial arts also had an incomparably huge foundation in the country.

Ask, which boy didn't have a hero dream when he was a child?

Of course, the real world certainly couldn't do what it was like in TV dramas, flying into the sky and escaping the earth, slapping a house to pieces with one palm.

However, if it were some specific moves, it could still display relatively amazing effects.

Just like when she was washing dried goods in the third episode of "A Bite of China," she unintentionally used Tai Chi push hands while stirring in the water vat.

With her strength, the water flow stirred up made the dried goods stick tightly to the two walls of the water vat, but let the debris gather in the center of the water flow.

When the audience saw this scene, they all shouted that this was the magical "Chinese Kung Fu."

Actually, this wasn't magical; those who had practiced Tai Chi for ten or so years could basically do it.

However, Luo Quan knew in her heart, but it didn't mean these ordinary people knew, so she felt that this was a point that could be written about.

Of course, these were all ideas, and whether they could be realized was unknown.

But at least in the area of Chinese diet, her promotion could be considered successful.

The huge heat of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall made more than three million people online at the same time when the third episode of the variety show was broadcast, wanting to see how this delicious delicacy that topped the world was made.

At the beginning of the third variety show episode, Luo Quan stood outside the shop, locking the door. The bleak, chilly wind flirtatiously brushed against the strands of hair at her temples, making her complexion appear even paler, as if she were carved from ice and jade.

"The last dish is related to beggars; beggar is the Chinese way of calling them, and this group of people is almost everywhere in the world." Luo Quan carried various snacks left over from the kitchen and walked to the next street.

When seeing Luo Quan walking towards a group of homeless people, the audience knew what "beggar" meant.

However, this scene also made their hearts tighten; homeless people in the United States weren't a good term, and this group contributed quite a lot of criminal events.

Especially black people plus homeless people, that could be directly equated with violent criminals.

However, Luo Quan still walked towards these people with a relaxed face, distributing the food in the bag to them, in exchange for the sincere praise of these people.

In the eyes of different people, such behavior also aroused different views.

The White Left felt that this was the shining of humanitarianism, the embodiment of pity and compassion.

And the Right Wing felt that this was typical overflowing of the Virgin Mary heart, putting herself in danger.

The screen turned and returned to the kitchen; Luo Quan said to the camera: "The origin of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall is a big mess stewed by a group of beggars using food begged for; the aroma when it came out of the pot even made the monks next door climb over the wall to taste it."

"A group of people with the lowest status in the world created the most delicious delicacy; it's really dramatic."

"There is a saying in China: 'When drinking water, don't forget the well-digger.' I am in a foreign land, and making this dish can't take care of the people in my hometown, so I can only take care of those homeless people."

Next, Luo Quan began to formally narrate the specific method of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, including the soaking and stewing of dried goods, the boiling and sweeping of the high soup, and the control of high, medium, and low fire.

Every detail was meticulous, and there were so many of them; Luo Quan in the variety show didn't sleep a solid long sleep for three consecutive nights.

Because she never used cosmetics, coupled with the close-up of the camera, Luo Quan's usually bright and moving face rarely showed dark circles, looking a bit haggard, which really made a group of viewers feel pity.

Now, everyone knew why this dish had to be so expensive.

This was simply using life to boil a perfect pot of soup; no wonder the taste could be so good.

And at the end of the variety show, the moment the Buddha Jumps Over the Wall came out of the pot, blinding golden light first jumped out from inside, accompanied by the impassioned BGM of "Great Wall."

This was a special effect and music Luo Quan deliberately added; she wanted this atmosphere.

Although the first two episodes of the variety show had also used this BGM, the audience felt that it had never been as shocking as this moment.

This was probably the true embodiment of the so-called "skill approaching the Dao" that Luo Quan said in the first episode.

Compared to it, the so-called craftsman spirit was more than a head shorter in front of this "Dao" skill.

Then, what exactly is "Dao"?

Luo Quan didn't narrate in detail, just told all the audience: "If you want to know this answer, then don't hesitate; go to China to find it immediately!"

Three sentences made the number of people flying to China increase by 180,000.

Believe that no matter whether these people could find the so-called "Dao" in China, they would all feel that they could gain an experience completely different from previous tourism.

Undoubtedly, "A Bite of China" was a successful cultural export, achieving monetization, and the influence was quite sensational.

Domestic praise for Luo Quan's actions was also the majority, but there were also some voices that Luo Quan's understanding and interpretation of Chinese culture were inaccurate and somewhat one-sided.

Luo Quan also admitted this point, because to let foreigners understand, it certainly needed some adaptation.

But adaptation wasn't random editing; she had never messed around with key places.

And after seeing Luo Quan's success in cultural export, some voices also appeared, wanting Luo Quan to promote music and movies.

After all, a niche subject like food could be popular, so other subjects shouldn't be much worse; with Luo Quan's influence, maybe she could let Chinese culture go to the world mainstream.

For these people who had whimsical ideas, Luo Quan directly posted a dynamic to reply:

"For music and movies, let's figure out this one-acre-three-cent land in the country before talking about export; there are so many red songs and hot songs on Douyin, let's slowly 'digest' them first."

This evaluation was a bit sharp, but this was the status quo of China; no matter how high your heart is, if the foundation isn't solid, why export to others?

Typically just learned to walk and thinking about Bolt running a race.

Of course, national music wasn't in this list; the level of Chinese traditional music was absolutely enough to see, but she couldn't spend a lot of time on touring performances everywhere.

And if it were just performing some traditional repertoires, it was estimated that the effect wouldn't necessarily be very good, so Luo Quan didn't plan to touch this aspect for the time being.

Thinking about it, Luo Quan still put her eyes on opera.

Or rather, opera singing; she felt that this was a way to make opera easier to be accepted by the public; after all, the opera singing method was popular, and it had advantages in terms of catchiness.

Of course, auditory stimulation alone wasn't enough; visual stimulation was also a highlight of opera.

Anyway, she was idle, so Luo Quan exchanged a set of oil paint for makeup and the costume of a Huadan from the mall and went to the photography studio she often went to in New York.

First, change clothes, or rather, the costume for singing opera.

Although it was exchanged in the mall, it was customized by Luo Quan according to the opera costume in a game in her previous life; it didn't exist originally, but it cost a little more heat value, and it could be made.

Although this system was very weak, couldn't let her cultivate, and often said things to annoy her, it was very powerful in these aspects.

The game was a girl-oriented dress-up game, and the name of the opera costume was "Ci Feng Que."

After exchanging it, Luo Quan found that this opera costume weighed more than twenty catties; in addition, the crown worn on the head was real gold, silver, and jewelry.

And the characteristic of this kind of thing was that it was heavy, adding up to ten or so catties.

Wearing it on her head, Luo Quan felt that she was like an Indian peasant woman.

Indian peasant women used their heads to top water basins and wooden buckets; she laughed at these people when watching videos on Bilibili before, but now after experiencing it herself, she found that this was really a technical job.

At the same time, it was also a physical job; lacking either would make the posture very awkward; Luo Quan practiced for a long time before adapting to it.

After the clothes were worn, Luo Quan combed out a widow's peak in front of the mirror, and then white, pink, and red were smeared on her cheeks one by one.

The requirement of opera in makeup was only one word, and that was "bright," the brighter the better.

Many of the actors in ancient times were cross-dressing, that is, men singing Huadan; if the makeup wasn't thick enough, they couldn't fascinate the pear garden masses.

This thick makeup cleaning and washing tossed for nearly an hour; when Luo Quan appeared in front of the white background, the photographer in the photography studio was already yawning.

However, Luo Quan's appearance made their blood boil instantly.

What kind of magical makeup was this; why had it never been seen before?

"Can I ask a question, Miss Luo? What kind of makeup is this?" The bearded male photographer with a ponytail thought he had some knowledge; regarding strange makeup, he had taken portraits for Japanese Noh and Butoh actors (reminding book friends again, don't search if you have nothing to do, be careful of san dropping wildly).

Painting the face white and teeth black, as if they were ghosts—that was the portrayal of these people.

However, although Luo Quan's makeup was also very strange, in terms of beauty, it was completely in a different dimension from the former two.

In the photographer's view, those Japanese makeups, if placed in the Middle Ages, would be the end of being tied to a cross and burned; they were witches!

And Luo Quan was definitely the incarnation of beauty worshipped by the world; no matter how you looked at it, it was beautiful.

"This is the quintessence of our China—Peking Opera's makeup; from makeup, hairstyle to wearing, it's all Peking Opera's image." Luo Quan saw the photographer was so curious, so she was happy to popularize it for him.

The photographer nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed heard of it, but didn't expect it to be so beautiful; even if the makeup is so thick, almost covering your original appearance, it can still display amazing beauty; it's simply too magical."

"It is indeed like this; after all, others are applying makeup, while Peking Opera is painting makeup; we use the face as white paper to paint on it; whether it is a peerless beauty or mediocre, it mainly depends on the craftsmanship."

"Of course, face shape and contour are also very important; actually, my face isn't the best type in Chinese Peking Opera."

The photographer laughed: "However, it's still very beautiful, isn't it."

"That's because Luo Quan has a good foundation; even if you use ink to paint your face all black, it's still the most beautiful black pearl in the world." The Asian lighting engineer next to him joked.

There were no black people in the whole photography studio, so he made a joke that wasn't very politically correct; if this spread out, wouldn't it make certain groups explode?

Although it wasn't said by herself, Luo Quan still held back her laughter and said: "This joke is better not to be made; no matter what the skin color is, there will be beautiful people, and there will be people who aren't so good-looking; this is determined by genes."

Hearing this, everyone restrained their smiles and became serious.

After the joke was finished, work officially started.

In the past, when Luo Quan came to take photos, the stylist was responsible for designing her movements; after all, the industry knew that Luo Quan was relatively straight and didn't know how to pose.

And the stylist she often cooperated with, although a man, was well-versed in this; the posture he posed was more feminine than a woman, and he also taught Luo Quan many things.

However, Luo Quan didn't bother him today, because Peking Opera's singing, reading, doing, and fighting had its own system; outsiders certainly didn't understand and didn't know how to guide, so she had to design it all by herself.

The shooting lasted for about half an hour, took many photos, and several staff members were also thirsty from shooting.

Good heavens, never thought that Luo Quan, who was called a "steel straight girl," could perform so movingly after completing this special dress-up; have to go back and study what this Peking Opera is.

After getting the photos, Luo Quan returned to the hospital and used the computer for post-production, which was adding some backgrounds and special effects.

About twenty or so, after production was completed, all were sent to Twitter and Bilibili.

In addition, there was a song she had recorded long ago.

The name of the song was "Bu Xi."

ps. Recommend the version of Lan Zhi Diao. ===== CHAPTER 620 =====