Especially Wang Hui and her sister looked at each other and were speechless.
But the former is still unwilling to give in. After all, his child is not bad at singing. The more the old man does this, the more he wants to show it to him.
"Master, do you want to let the children sing one later?"
Li Shusheng took a sip of tea and said after a while, "Let's see!"
Got it!
Hearing this, Wang Hui was completely speechless.
Qi Yuncheng also felt that he had no role to play, because these two words were purely for perfunctory purposes.
When the word "see" is said, does it mean to go up or not?,
No one knows.
But when I looked at Mr. Wang, I immediately understood what he meant.
Can't get on.
So for a while, she did whatever she had to do backstage, and the girl who was performing on the stage at the moment, after she finished singing, the host came out and lifted the curtain and told her to continue returning to the stage.
In this way, the shows were performed one after another.
Qi Yuncheng and Song Yi could only sit aside and rest, but the latter had been gloomy and seemed very unhappy about what had just happened.
It’s like I can’t play.
"What's wrong with you?" Looking at her little expression, Qi Yuncheng asked sitting next to her.
Song Yi bit her lip and spoke softly, "Although I understand what sir meant, I'm still a little unhappy about not being able to play.
Because I haven’t heard you sing the drum yet.”
"It's nothing, I support what you are doing. This temporary change of the program will only cause trouble for others, not to mention sir.
Just change to Deyun Theater.
The venue where Captain Luan was watching started performing, and I suddenly wanted to add another one, but he would never do it, because it would affect the original cross talk performance.
Even many people’s programs have to be reduced.
Even if they are popular, their actors are no longer actors? Why should they shorten their performances?
Even if you have to appear, you can only show your face during the return or curtain call.
It’s a normal thing.”
"I know, but I'm still unhappy. Forget it, let's go out to eat. I see there are a lot of snacks in Lao She Teahouse.
There are pastries like candied haws and Shaqima.”
Suddenly, Qi Yuncheng realized that his girlfriend was turning resentment into appetite, and quickly stopped her.
Then take a look at Mr.
I found him chatting with some actors, but more often than not he was teaching, and even singing and teaching himself.
Even though he is so old, he has been busy with education.
Therefore, his greatest achievement is not performing, but organizing traditional repertoire and cultivating artistic successors.
As for the drummers of Wang Hui's generation, there are already many famous ones.
Logically speaking, Wang Hui would do the same if he continued to develop, but he just met Guo Degang.
At this time, Qi Yuncheng said, "Stay here for a while. Today the old man will sing the best. Listen to it before leaving. He is my wife's master, an old man from the Bai sect.
Even if you come here to listen today, it won’t be in vain, and we haven’t bought a ticket yet.”
"Well, okay!"
After agreeing, Song Yi continued to wait peacefully.
And when the scene finally came to the last moment.
The husband finally got up and started to change into his costume.
It is an embroidered coat, which makes you look particularly energetic after wearing it.
At the same time, the host outside was also reporting Mr.’s background.
But before that, I still introduced several accompaniment teachers.
Three.
Play the pipa, sanxian and erhu respectively.
In addition, there are people who help adjust the microphone or hold the drum shuttlecock and drum board, and this is what it means to be a gentleman.
"Then the person who will sing for you next is also a representative figure of the Bai faction, named Li Shusheng.
We applaud sir!
”
Quack, quack, quack, quack!
"Hey!
”
"Okay!
”
"Hello, sir!
”
……
Li Shusheng appeared from the small curtain, and the audience below immediately looked at him and shouted something. If you like the big drum, it is impossible not to be familiar with this gentleman.
The husband, wearing glasses, came behind the microphone and book drum with a smile on his face.
Picking up the things, adjusting them a little, and then taking another look at the three accompanist teachers.
A nice and lively Beijing-style drum prelude began in Lao She Teahouse.
After the prelude.
Mr. Singing was thrown into disgrace.
"The drizzle passes through the small window~~
I will send my pen and ink to you in my spare time~~
Destruction is most feared by the evil east wind~~
……
They all died unjustly because of Fendai’s passion~~
That unfortunate beauty is called Li Huiniang~~"
……
This section is called "Red Plum Pavilion"!
It is the representative work of Mr. Luo (stage name Xiao Caiwu). Her melodious and meandering tone is sometimes deep, sometimes exciting, and touching.
But each faction has its own characteristics and sounds.
Therefore, Mr. Jiang's singing received 30 minutes of admiration from the audience. After all, Jiang is old and hot, after all, he has many years of skills.
As for the side.
Wang Hui, Qi Yuncheng, Song Yi, Zhang Yunlei and other students were also at the exit gate, watching the teacher silently.
And the last line of lyrics fell.
The audience burst into applause and cheers, including several Tianjing people, and their cheers all had their unique accents.
Listening to this made Mr. feel a little smile.
But I still bowed and thanked them.
At the same time, place the drum shuttlecock and drum board on the drum surface.
Logically speaking, the gentleman still has an encore, but at this time he seems to have some ideas.
I asked the host to come up and chatted for a few words.
After deciding what.
Mr. Li Shusheng smiled silently and said, "Thank you everyone for your support. It can be seen that there are quite a lot of students today, and the first few were selected from the drama school.
To pass on the art, we need to let them practice more.
Please give me more advice.
At the last moment, I asked a child to sing.
I also hope that you will be more considerate.
To pass on art, we need to give children more experience on stage.”
After saying this, it is impossible for the audience to disagree, as what is being sold is Mr.’s face.
But at this moment, Li Shusheng's gaze was not directed at the small curtain, but at Qi Yuncheng at the exit door.
The moment their eyes met.
Qi Yuncheng was confused. He thought the teacher was calling another student, but he immediately looked at him.
But Wang Hui and the female teacher next to him were very happy and suddenly pushed, "Hurry up!
”
Something that was caught off guard.
Qi Yuncheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and quickly walked onto the stage.
But as soon as he got up.
Some viewers recognized it below.
There are hundreds of people in the audience.
We know each other anyway.
There was a lot of discussion for a while.
"Eh? Why is Qi Yuncheng here?"
"Good guy, I was shocked, it was really him."
"What's going on? I thought it was a student, but it turned out to be him. Can he also sing the drum?"
"I don't know. But his wife's master is this gentleman, and maybe she is learning from him recently."