My singer girlfriend is super fierce

The sudden accident made everyone stunned.

The security officer in the car also had a helpless expression. He could hang up all of this. This was the first time he had seen such a strange situation.

It can only be said that Ye Zhiqiu's luck is bad.

The voice broadcast came so suddenly that the netizens who thought there was nothing interesting to watch were stunned for a few seconds, and then the barrage exploded.

"Hang up! Actually hung up!?"

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"It's so speechless, the author of the dog is really dark, and he can hang up on this!"

"If you don't understand, just ask, isn't it driving very well, why did it suddenly hang up?"

"The last part of the road test is closed. If you don't close the door within the specified time, 100 points will be deducted directly."

"...It's not Ye Zhiqiu's fault, is it? Who would have thought that the aunt would be so unreasonable, and the electric car would directly hit the door, and he couldn't close it even if he wanted to."

"This aunt... doesn't care much."

"This is too memorized, but I still want to laugh hahahahaha!"

"No matter what the reason is, if you hang up, you're going to hang up, and the women's clothing will be arranged!"

"Well, it seems that there is another chance."

Ye Zhiqiu was in a bad mood after finally dismissing the aunt who seriously violated multiple traffic rules.

This shit can actually happen!

In desperation, Ye Zhiqiu sat back in the car and started the exam again.

Fortunately, there are two chances, otherwise it would be really embarrassing and embarrassing.

After all, there was no accident the second time, and I passed without any danger.

However, the sand sculpture audience in the live broadcast room obviously refused to let him go.

"Actually, hanging once is also hanging."

"Dog author, don't lie to your account."

"You guys are too cruel."

Ye Zhiqiu just pretended to be stupid, and said, "Okay, thank you for cheering for me, this live broadcast is over, goodbye!"

Then, when the live broadcast was turned off, the follower brother on the opposite side had long been holding back his laughter.

Well, the defense is broken.

......

Ye Zhiqiu overturned in his driving test!

As much confidence as before, the slap in the face was as loud as it was.

Of course, sand sculpture netizens are unwilling to let him go, you can’t say it yourself, it’s just women’s clothing, I took a screenshot!

Many netizens directly posted screenshots, @见叶知秋's Weibo.

"Keep your promise!"

"Dog author, I advise you not to be ignorant of good and evil."

"Come on, I can bear even hot eyes."

In this regard, Ye Zhiqiu firmly refused to admit it, this is none of my business, besides, it will pass the second time.

Women's clothing is impossible, and I can't afford to lose that face.

But this incident did give Ye Zhiqiu some inspiration for what to sing next time.

Soon, the "Singer" program group received the title sung by Ye Zhiqiu.

- "Red Ling".

......

"Singing method?" In Huahai Communication University's office, facing Ye Zhiqiu's question, Professor Liu Minkang was taken aback.

"I understand it. What's the matter?" Liu Minkang said with a smile: "Why, do you have the idea to delve into this area? This is quite different from pop music in terms of pronunciation and singing."

"No." Ye Zhiqiu explained: "I'm participating in the "Singer" program. The song I want to sing in the next episode incorporates elements of opera, so I want to ask the teacher for advice first."

"Oh?" Liu Minkang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "What song, let's take a look."

Ye Zhiqiu handed over a printed document, and Liu Minkang took it.

The office fell into silence, only the sound of "rustling" flipping through papers.

As time went by, Liu Minkang's expression gradually became serious, and his eyes were extremely dignified.

The song "Red Ling" is an excellent ancient style song in the previous life, and one of the highlights of this song is the opera part in the middle.

In fact, with the development of the times, fewer and fewer people pay attention to traditional opera culture, but the amazing integration of opera tunes in this song brings a strong sense of impact on the screen, making many audiences who do not know much about opera the first time. Once felt the elegant demeanor of the quintessence of Chinese opera.

What is even more commendable is that the feelings of family and country represented in the meaning of the lyrics have raised the artistry of this song to another level.

But the singing of this song is extremely difficult, especially the opera part. Ye Zhiqiu tried it himself, but he always felt that something was missing.

Or don't sing, if you want to sing, you must try your best to perform the best, so there is such a thing as asking Liu Minkang.

After a long time, Liu Minkang put down the paper in his hand, sighed deeply, and asked, "Do you have a sample?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded, took out his phone and played the pre-recorded audio.

For the popular singing part, Liu Minkang looked calm and nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, if you don't practice for one day, you will know it, and if you don't practice for two days, your peers will know it. During this period of time, Ye Zhiqiu's singing skills have indeed made great progress.

Sure enough, but when it came to Ye Zhiqiu's opera part, Liu Minkang frowned.

Combined with the understanding of the song, Liu Minkang knew the opera part, and Ye Zhiqiu used the singing method of the characters in the opera.

A layman may think it looks decent at first glance, and marvel at the change in Ye Zhiqiu's voice, but in Liu Minkang's eyes, it is naturally impossible to pass the test.

Get its shape, but not its spirit.

"The song is good, and the pop part is okay."

"As for the drama in the song..." Liu Minkang thought for a while and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone."

In Wuzhong City, in the courtyard of a certain house with pavilions and pavilions, a thin old man was half-lying on a reclining chair leisurely.

In the middle of the courtyard, a stage was set up with a wooden frame. On the stage, a young man with a handsome face was babbling and singing.

The old man's hair is gray, but he is in good spirits. His eyes are clear and he doesn't look old at all. Whenever he thinks that the young people on the stage are singing wrong, he will correct him. His tone is unhurried but with a certain rhythm, with a unique seriousness. with a sense of oppression.

Although the pond in the courtyard was full of shade, the heat wave brought by the dog days was still extremely hot. The young people on the stage had been singing for more than an hour, and fine beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads and temples.

The old man's name is Mei Qiupei, and the young man's name is Mei Ziyun. They are grandparents.

Mei Qiupei was a famous opera master when he was young, performing on behalf of the country.

After singing for a lifetime, opera has been engraved into Mei Qiupei's bones, so he naturally wants to "inherit his father's legacy".

Of course, singing has to start from a baby. Mei Ziyun's father has experienced inhuman hard training since he was a child. As a result, he was beaten and scolded. After being forced to practice for so long, in Mei Qiupei's eyes, his singing is still a mess.

In the end, Mei Qiupei finally accepted the cruel reality. His son really has no talent in the opera world, and his practice was for nothing. He waved his hand and let Mei Ziyun let his father stay cool...

The son who had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering was naturally ecstatic, and the sky was as high as the birds, and it didn't take long... to create a grandson for Mei Qiupei, which is Mei Ziyun.

Mei Qiupei, who was originally traditional in thinking, was very angry at his son's behavior of killing people without getting married. Outstanding talent, I don't know how many times stronger than his father.

Talent is originally passed down from generation to generation?

Mei Qiupei's mind became active again. "The son inherits the father's business" is not enough, but "the grandson inherits the father's business" is also fine!

Mei Ziyun's father knew the pain of singing and felt sorry for his son, but after Mei Qiupei said, "If he doesn't practice, you can practice", he nodded and agreed without hesitation.

Since then, the old and the young, the old teaching and the young learning, this scene has been staged in the small courtyard year after year...