After saying this, Lu Yuanhang instantly understood what the two old men were thinking.

This is a conspiracy!

If the leaders of the two worlds are so friendly, the people below will definitely put aside their conflicts slowly without looking at the monk's face or the Buddha's face.

At least it won't be like now, where tensions rise whenever we meet.

“Before we did this, we first let the media photograph the two of us being very friendly.

Things in the past were purely rumors from outsiders, of course, you don’t need to worry about them." Deng Changjun looked at Lu Yuanhang.

"You have also seen that Deng Qu is a good singer. It is no exaggeration to say that he is unprecedented. I really don't want him to learn singing from that old boy, but there is no way. His grandson will be sent tomorrow.

, we can’t break our promise here either.

The only question I want to ask you is, can the elements of opera be integrated with the elements of song?!?" At this point, Deng Changjun and Deng Qu were already looking at Lu Yuanhang with burning eyes.

Now Lu Yuanhang finally understands that the co-authorship was caused by the selfish motives of the two of them!

From the bottom of his heart, this old man didn’t want his grandson to sing, or to say pure pop music, but just to act under the guise of singing!

But when Deng Qu, a good material for a leading role, actually sang, it was really a bit awkward and a waste!

"Yes." Lu Yuanhang said bluntly with a serious face.

"There's nothing you can't do. Songs can be integrated with all arts."

"The same goes for Peking Opera." Lu Yuanhang's voice was firm.

He has always firmly believed in one thing, that is, there is an absolute resonance between art and art!

"Really??!" Deng Qu's neutral voice was full of surprises and very pleasant.

Lu Yuanhang looked at Deng Qu with a serious face: "I don't need to lie to you."

"How can you still write a song that looks like facial makeup?" Deng Qu's eyes almost turned into gentle water.

"Yes." Lu Yuanhang's answer was simple, but full of determination.

"Then can you sing a few lines?" Deng Qu's eyes were full of hope.

At this point, Deng Changjun was also full of curiosity, and he set his sights on Lu Yuanhang.

Grandson! I have tried my best to make your wish this time. This boy is also the person you recommended. If he really can't write it, don't blame grandpa for being cruel!

Deng Changjun looked at his grandson with deep apology in his eyes.

"Let me think about it." Lu Yuanhang looked at Deng Qu, closed his eyes and rested, and tapped his fingers on the table slowly and rhythmically.

The two of them saw Lu Yuanhang sitting quietly and did not disturb him.

After a while, Lu Yuanhang opened his eyes, looking at the two of them with a hint of smile.

"Is it done?" Deng Changjun's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Don't worry, listen to me singing to you." Lu Yuanhang smiled broadly.

"Hurry up!!" Deng Changjun couldn't wait.

"Listen carefully!" Lu Yuanhang had a smirk on his face.

"Hurry up and sing!" Deng Qu got annoyed because Lu Yuanhang was annoyed.

"Ahem." Lu Yuanhang stood up directly. He took a stance, looked at his grandfather and grandson, and slowly opened his mouth.

"The actor has many autumns~"

"It's a pity that we have such deep love."

Lu Yuanhang had never learned to sing in reverse, so the voice he sang was a bit weird, but the grandfather and grandson at the scene automatically filtered out this weirdness.

This sound already represents everything, and this tune also represents everything!

“Everyone in the house is dressed and dressed as an old friend.”

"Youth sings the rest of the world"

"The play has no bones and is difficult to control."

"After a change, start over again."

"Singing with a clear voice is only for the benefit of the family~"

After singing all the lyrics about the actor's helplessness, the grandfather and grandson looked at each other and could see the shock in each other's eyes.

Is this opera still singing?

It is no longer important. What is important is that this tune is completely beyond their expectations!

The difference from the previous facial makeup singing is that compared to this song, the facial makeup singing is more like forcibly adding elements of opera into the song.

And this one, you can hardly tell clearly whether it is a play or a song!

This kind of fusion is unprecedented!

The grandfather and grandson were so shocked that they were speechless.

"Due to time issues, I can only come up with so much. I'll polish this song when I get back." Lu Yuanhang said, with an apologetic tone in his voice.

"Deng Qu, do you remember what you just said?" Deng Changjun ignored Lu Yuanhang, but looked at Deng Qu and asked seriously.

"Remember!" Deng Qu said with excitement on his face.

"Come aside." Deng Changjun said

When Lu Yuanhang heard this, he looked at Deng Qu expectantly.

Deng Qu just thought about it for a moment and said directly: "The actor is so young..."

With Lu Yuanhang's face full of shock and the old man's expression full of admiration, Deng Qu finished singing with his own elegant, vivid, spiritual, and inimitable beautiful voice.

"How was it?" After Deng Qu finished singing, he looked at the two people's eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly.

"It's okay." Deng Changjun held back his smile and nodded seriously.

"What do you think, kid?" Deng Changjun woke up Lu Yuanhang, who was still immersed in Deng Qu's voice just now.

"All art has resonance!" As soon as Lu Yuanhang mentioned this, his face radiated a divine light.

"It's perfect!" Lu Yuanhang sighed.

"The essence of all art is life. Art comes from life and is higher than life. In life, an emperor can talk to beggars, so why can't Peking Opera and songs coexist in art?!"

Lu Yuanhang's eyes were shining with light.

These words made Deng Changjun’s eyes light up!

He did not come back to his senses, but kept repeating what Lu Yuanhang said just now with a face full of obsession: "Art comes from life, but it is higher than life..."

"Yes! Why can't opera and songs co-exist?!!"

Deng Changjun's face glowed red after he reacted.

He stood up directly and poured the tea from his quilt into Lu Yuanhang's cup.

Both cups of tea are half filled on the table.

"Listening to your words is worth ten years of studying!" Deng Changjun's face was full of seriousness at this moment.
Chapter completed!