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Chapter 204 Who loses, whoever live broadcasts eats Xiangxiang!

Chapter 204 Who loses, whoever live broadcasts eats Xiangxiang!
Characters in opera performances are classified according to their occupations, generally divided into Sheng, Dan, Jing, Mo, and Chou, each of which has branches.

Even master-level opera actors are often specialized in one or several branches of a certain line of work.

It's not that they don't know how to sing in other professions, such as Danjiao's cross-dressing and martial arts, there are a lot of them, but most of them are of a fun nature, and very few of them can be said to be proficient.

As for cross-industry pawning, it's just a dream to do something like dominating the whole industry.

As soon as Yang Hao uttered these 'crazy words', all the knowledgeable people in the audience were shocked to the point of bewilderment.

Qiao Baichuan was 1 in disbelief, and when he was about to open his mouth, his grandson fired before him.

Qiao Junhui is young and vigorous, and the Qiao family is from a family in the Liyuan family. He grew up playing in elementary school, and now he is a well-known niche in the capital.

At this time, he jumped out and sneered: "Yang Hao, it's thanks to you that you can speak out such ignorant nonsense!"

Yang Hao was about to start singing, and he felt very upset when he interrupted him: "Hey, grandson, your grandpa hasn't spoken yet, why are you jumping out in such a hurry to show off your Crayon Shin-chan underwear?"

Puff!

There was a burst of laughter in the audience. It turned out that Qiao Junhui was excited for a while and forgot that his pants were torn and hadn't been changed yet. They were similar to crotch pants.

"You! You are so fucking bullying, I want to fight you!"

Qiao Junhui was so ashamed and angry that he quickly covered his crotch with one hand and his chrysanthemum with the other, clamping his legs firmly, and finally temporarily blocked Crayon Shin-chan's underwear, but this funny look made everyone laugh wildly.

Yang Hao also laughed: "Haha, duel? Let's line up, grandson can't be in Grandpa's team, right? But you can first think about what you want to fight with me, and what is the bet."

"Think about it quickly, I'll take care of your grandfather right away, it won't take long."

After speaking, Yang Hao cleared his throat and was ready to sing.

Qiao Baichuan's face was so dark that he couldn't see it. He wanted to say something, but Yang Hao's libretto had already come out.

"I have seen that the jasper trees in Jinling are dawning, and the waterside pavilions in Qinhuai are blooming early. Who knew it would be easy to melt away!"

Damn, this... How the hell is this possible!
Qiao Baichuan's heart exploded, his eyes were wide open in horror, with a dull expression on his face.

He is an expert who has been singing for a lifetime, and when he heard that Yang Hao was singing this passage, he couldn't hold it anymore.

What's more, Yang Hao's old student actually sang very well, at least Qiao Baichuan felt ashamed!

Yang Hao sang the last episode of "Peach Blossom Fan", the seventh section of the divertimento "Sad Jiangnan" in "Aftermath", which is also the ending, and the title of the tune is "Leaving the Pavilion Banquet with Xie Zhisha".

In terms of business, this is a veteran of Kunqu opera.

In terms of fame, "Peach Blossom Fan" is listed as one of the four major classical operas.

And the next libretto sung by Yang Hao is a sentence that most people are familiar with, but few people know that the source of this sentence is the song "Sad Jiangnan".

"Seeing him getting up from the Zhu Tower, seeing him banqueting guests, seeing his building collapsed!"

At this time, Yang Hao had devoted himself to the performance, and he continued to sing.

"This pile of moss and green tiles, I have slept in a romantic sleep, and I will see the rise and fall of 50 years."

"Niaoyi Lane, the surname is not Wang; Mochou Lake, where ghosts cry at night; Phoenix Terrace, where owls live."

"The dream of the remnant mountain is the most real, and the old environment is hard to lose. If you don't believe this map has been changed!"

"Sing a set of "Sad Jiangnan", let out a mournful voice, and sing until old age."

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingers!

The audience was completely silent, and everyone was stunned!
Just at this time, Wan Zulong, who had been hiding for a long time, came back.

The sound of his footsteps finally woke everyone up, and everyone's first reaction was to applaud, crazy applause!
clap clap clap!
The sudden thunderous applause startled the gambling king so much that he almost had a heart attack.

He looked at Yang Hao on the stage with a dazed expression, and thought to himself, what the hell is wrong with this kid? !

Forget it, for the sake of my heart, I'd better go back to my peaceful little world.

So Wan Zulong turned around silently, and went back to the toilet.

As for Qiao Baichuan's grandfather and grandson, their faces were filled with dullness, disbelief, and fear, mixed together.

The muscles on his face didn't know how to work, so he could only twitch wildly. He was simply the expression king of the new generation.

Yang Hao stretched out his hand at this moment: "Please, Master Qiao, I won't make things difficult for you, just do what I do and repeat it."

All eyes immediately focused on Qiao Baichuan, waiting to see how he would respond.

Qiao Baichuan began to sweat again, and his heart was full of torments, but in the end reason overcame his impulsiveness, and he didn't go on stage to take his own humiliation.

He cupped his hands towards Yang Hao, his throat hoarse: "Yang...Master Yang, there is no need to compare, I, Qiao Baichuan, confessed today, and I offer this jade with both hands, so you can save some face for me at the end, okay?"

After saying this, Qiao Baichuan's face was ashen and slumped, and his body seemed to be more than ten years old.

On the contrary, Yang Hao took a high look at him, thinking that this person deserves to be a person who has been famous for many years, and even in such a situation, he was able to forcefully swallow this breath and did not continue to die.

But Yang Hao still asked: "Old Qiao, you don't want to compare Peking Opera with me anymore. You are a master of Peking Opera, so you don't want to fight again to get the stage back?"

Qiao Baichuan had calmed down at this time, and he shook his head in a relaxed manner, "Because I am a master of Peking Opera, I know everything from small things. Just from your Kunqu Opera skills, I know that even if I am older than Peking Opera, I am no match for you." , why bother to show ugliness?"

When he said this, Prince Ma and the others were stunned.

Holy crap, all Peking opera masters think they are not Yang Hao's opponents?This... This kid is going against the sky!
Yang Hao took it for granted, nodded: "Hehe, since you have this self-knowledge, then I won't make things difficult for you."

He walked to the side of the stage, took the jade wrench from Qiao Baichuan, and put it on his thumb without looking at it.

As if this thing is not a priceless treasure, but a plastic toy sold at a roadside stall, Qiao Baichuan's heart aches when he sees it. This finger wrench is his favorite thing that has been with him for so many years.

But he thought about it, fortunately he was witty and changed the bet at the last moment, otherwise if he really made himself kneel down and sing "Conquer", then he would really be better off hitting his head to death!
Yang Hao waved to Qiao Junhui at this time, and said with a smile: "Come on, grandson, your grandfather's matter is over, now it's your turn, have you thought about the content and stakes of the duel?"

Qiao Junhui is really a firecracker, and he immediately said impulsively: "You are the grandson! Master... I want to compete with you, whoever loses will live broadcast! Do you dare?!"

As soon as this bet was said, the audience was shocked!
(End of this chapter)

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