I'm not a theatre god

Seeing the back of Li Hanxiang confidently taking the stage, Kong Bao's face turned red with anger.

"Is this old guy really just relying on his old age to show off his old age?"

"Sir, he just saw you stealing his limelight and came here to use his qualifications to suppress you!"

"He himself wasn't good at singing when he was young. He relied on that method to turn himself around. Now that he's old and sexy, no one is gossiping about him, so he's starting to look for a presence everywhere!"

Kong Baosheng respected Chen Ling from the bottom of his heart. Although he had never heard Chen Ling sing in opera and didn't know how well he sang, just because Chen Ling was willing to spend 200,000 to buy a theater and continue to promote the opera culture, it was enough. It is 10,000 times better than Li Hanxiang, an old guy who has gone astray and forgotten his roots.

Not only Kong Baosheng, but also the crowd not far away were always observing Huang Suyue here, and their brows were also furrowed.

She looked coldly at Li Hanxiang who was on stage and whispered in a deep voice:

"This Li Hanxiang is really ungrateful."

Uncle Quan noticed Huang Xuyue's anger and tentatively said, "Miss, what are your plans?"

"The special envoy has a grand structure, so he will not take this old thing seriously, but since we have seen it, we can't just sit idly by and ignore it." Huang Xuyue said calmly, "dig up the dirt on this Li Hanxiang and contact everyone who comes to us. The media he cooperated with will expose everything to him after the birthday party.

He's so old, it's okay if he just lives his old age in peace. Since he dares to provoke the special envoy, I want him to be ruined. "

"Yes, miss."

At this time, Li Hanxiang did not realize how much trouble he had caused.

After standing on the stage, melodious opera accompaniment sounded from the side. He overlooked the many guests at the venue and the audience who were still listening outside the manor in the distance, and sang loudly:

"I advise Qiansui not to speak out the word "kill", and the old minister talks to the Lord from the beginning;

Liu Bei was originally the concubine of Prince Jing, in the same lineage as the great-great-grandson of Emperor Han."

As soon as Li Hanxiang opened his mouth, Chen Ling knew that he was singing about Ganlu Temple. This is also a classic solo section of Lao Sheng in Peking Opera. Chen Ling often heard this section when she was in the theater in her previous life.

But Li Hanxiang's singing skills are obviously insufficient. Not to mention compared with the four senior brothers and sisters from Xidao Guzang, even the senior artists who performed in the theater in his previous life can crush him in almost every opening. Chen Ling didn't realize until this moment, Kong Baosheng's "tepid back then" is already quite a polite way of saying it.

Li Hanxiang, a famous actor from the older generation, is really too wet.

Of course, the guests here don’t know much about opera and don’t listen to it on weekdays. In addition, there are no other powerful famous actors to compare with. They don’t think Li Hanxiang’s singing is bad. They just think that opera should be like this. Sing. In this year when opera is already in decline, parallel importer Li Hanxiang has become one of the industry benchmarks.

The guests listened to a few token words and then completely lost interest. Some began to continue chatting in the audience, while others took the opportunity to go to the toilet. The crowd outside the manor that was originally busy and cheering also sat down with interest. The intermission begins.

“If we raise troops to fight, who in Soochow would dare to take the lead?

I turned around and played the role of Queen Mother, and I used the plan to marry Luan and his wife."

When Li Hanxiang saw this scene on the stage, he seemed to have been used to it for a long time. From time to time, a few drops of rain fell from the air, and he frowned. The assistant who had been waiting aside quickly came to the stage with an umbrella to cover him. It started to rain lightly.

Seeing this scene, the disdain in Chen Ling's eyes became even stronger.

After Li Hanxiang finished singing the last verse, he walked off the stage with a puff of sleeves, and sparse applause rang out from the audience.

As he walked, he pretended to be unappreciated and sighed:

"Xidao, it's really in decline."

Kong Baosheng in the audience couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Li Hanxiang walked off the stage and went straight to Chen Ling. While stroking his beard, he said leisurely:

"Young man, if you really want to take this path, you must always have a teacher. I think you are pitiful. Why don't you join me and teach you my skills? It will be enough for you to gain a foothold in the main city in the future."

Hearing these words, many people around him looked sideways, with surprise in their eyes.

Chen Ling didn't even bother to look at him and replied calmly,

"No need, I have a master."

Li Hanxiang's smile instantly froze on his face. In terms of qualifications and status, he was the first echelon in the main city. I don't know how many juniors wanted to join his sect but had no chance. An unknown little actor who had just entered the city actually refused in public. accepted his invitation?

When Li Hanxiang heard the faint ridicule coming from around him, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he glared at Chen Ling fiercely.

"I don't know what to do."

After Li Hanxiang, the last female star for the finale performance also came onto the stage. The previously extinguished enthusiasm at the scene was ignited again. As the melodious singing sounded, the outside of the manor suddenly felt like a frying pan, with cheers and cheers rising one after another!

Chen Ling didn't know that actress. To be honest, in his opinion, this person was not as good as Liu Qingyan in terms of appearance or singing and dancing. However, judging from the reaction at the scene, she should be a well-deserved top-notch person in the entire world of mortals.

I haven’t seen her for half a year, and I don’t know where that girl Liu Qingyan has been or what she is doing.

After singing three consecutive songs, the warm-up performance of the birthday banquet has come to an end. As the enthusiastic atmosphere gradually subsided, light rain began to fall in the sky again, and dark clouds pressed low in the sky, giving people an inexplicable sense of depression.

The guests looked at the empty and quiet stage, feeling a little confused for a moment.

"The show is over, why hasn't the chairman come yet?"

"Yes, it's his birthday. He should have arrived a long time ago."

"What now? Is it so quiet?"

"I guess we have to wait until Chairman Mu arrives. I don't know what the situation is yet."

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Amid everyone's whispers, the host's forehead began to sweat nervously. According to the original plan, Mu Chunsheng should have gone on stage to greet everyone before the performance. Now that the performance is over, he is still nowhere to be seen. .

Mu Chunsheng is the protagonist today. If he is not present, the rest of the session will not progress at all. Is it possible for the guests to be so embarrassed?

Under everyone's doubtful gazes, the host's brain was spinning rapidly, and he smiled and said,

"Today is Director Mu's longevity banquet. If everyone here wants to go on stage to wish Chairman Mu a birthday, say a few words of congratulations or perform some performances, you are welcome to come on stage at any time."

All the guests looked at each other.

Everyone present did not expect this link at all. After a brief silence, several second-rate consortium directors who had close business dealings with the Beidou Consortium came on stage one after another to deliver congratulatory speeches, hoping to trick Chairman Mu. A close one.

But soon, the place cooled down, leaving the host standing alone on the stage, at a loss.

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Ink-like clouds gathered over the manor, which was extremely depressing and also carried an inexplicable and unsettling sense of oppression, as if a storm was about to sweep over.

Dense raindrops began to fall from the sky, and many transparent umbrellas in the venue opened again. The raindrops hit the umbrella eaves and made a dull sound. The guests stood in the silent rain, always feeling as if something was about to happen.

At this moment, Li Hanxiang's voice suddenly came from the crowd:

"Lin Yan, right? Since you're here to celebrate Chairman Mu's birthday today, why don't you go up and sing for everyone?"