Singing a paragraph

Author: Saint Jean

Singing a paragraph

The old man was a little guilty by Su Yue's questioning. Although he was a little fierce, he was not an unreasonable person. He was a little upset about his wife before, so he accidentally took his anger on Su Yue. Speaking of which, the little girl also suffered a disaster. Today, he was suspicious of this, so he should be angry.

But he couldn't speak if he wanted to apologize.

The old man coughed concealedly, "Why, can you really sing an opera?"

The topic was a bit stiff, but it was a coincidence, which made the little girl in front of her look a little better.

"I can't sing what I'm going to do with you, I'm not full."

"Then, sing a few words. If you can get by, I will ask you to rent my house. But if you can't sing, then you'd better find another family." The old man was still a little suspicious of Su Yue, not thinking that she was really good at singing. He could say this because he was questioned just now, and it was not as good as he did before.

Su Yue glanced at the old man's expression and guessed what he was thinking, "A gentleman's words are as good as he can. Don't regret what you said."

As he said that, he went back into the yard.

It's hard to stand outside and sing.

The old man followed behind and did not close the door. If he didn't sing well in a while, he wouldn't need to open the door again.

Su Yue learned Kunqu Opera, so he naturally chose to sing from it.

She didn't know what the old man had heard of, so she chose the most familiar "Peony Pavilion" and selected the soap robe from the "Shock Dream".

It tells the story of Du Liniang's feelings about facing the spring scenery in the garden while visiting the garden.

She started singing this passage from the age of ten and continued until she was almost thirty, and she had long been familiar with it.

However, the original owner had never been involved in opera before, and had not practiced his body specifically, let alone pronunciation, and I don’t know if he could sing one-tenth of her previous skills.

Although Su Yue looked confident, she was actually a little nervous, after all, it was not her own body.

But in order to rent the house and start practicing as soon as possible, she also has to sing well.

Standing with his back to the old man, he took a few deep breaths, stretched his back straight, and tightened his lower abdomen slightly, his right finger unconsciously turned into an orchid, and he sang: "It turns out that the colorful flowers bloom all over the world, and it seems that they are all given to the broken wells and dilapidated walls. What are the beautiful scenery and the sky, and who is happy to enjoy the pleasure of the yard?"

As soon as he finished singing, Su Yue coughed violently, and her little face turned red.

I couldn't help but pick up the murderer who pushed her into the well and whipped the corpse and cursed.

The original body has a good voice, but is so weak that it is unreasonable.

Singing is not only a technical job, but also a physical job. Not to mention how she sang in her voice, she just talks about her body. After she has to hold on, she is afraid that she will pass by herself.

After she finally stopped, she felt that she could breathe. She looked up and saw that there was someone else on the ground where the old man was standing just now.

Su Yue: "???"

Is this planning to refuse to admit it?

Although she sang just now, it was not a little worse than her previous life, the only thing that made her satisfied with her body was that her voice was clear and she had a spirit that was not as good as the world.

With her many years of experience in singing, even if the original body is not in sufficient conditions, it is enough to scare the layman.

But what does it mean to disappear now?

Su Yue has been a little confused when she has been like this for many years.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!