"Okay, pay attention to the use of breath, and do it again."

After being called off, there was another round of guidance, and Mei Ziyun's face turned bitter when he heard the words "one more time".

Mei Ziyun's eyes were clearly dissatisfied, but Mei Qiupei was stern and did not dare to make a sound.

Mei Ziyun is seventeen this year. As long as he can remember, his grandfather Mei Qiupei is usually very good-natured, but as long as it involves singing, it is called seriousness and there is absolutely no room for negotiation.

Mei Qiupei's vision is indeed vicious, Mei Ziyun is indeed talented in singing and acting, coupled with years of hard training, his basic skills are extremely solid.

But as she grew older, Mei Ziyun gradually had more thoughts of her own, unable to understand many of Mei Qiupei's practices.

For example, on this hot day, instead of singing in the yard foolishly, why not sing comfortably in the house with the air conditioner blowing on it!

The weather is so hot, it's good to be able to sing with impatience, and a happy body and mind is also good for performance.

And he felt that he was already singing better than many brothers and sisters in the theater, but his grandfather just refused to let him make his official debut, always saying to wait.

No matter what Mei Ziyun asked, Mei Qiupei did not agree.

What's the point if you can't sharpen your sword every day and go to the battlefield!This is also the reason for Mei Ziyun's rebellious psychology.

Mei Qiupei also seemed to see Mei Ziyun's emotions, thought for a while, and sighed: "Stop for a while, let's take a rest."

Mei Ziyun was overjoyed, jumped off the stage without saying a word, grabbed the mineral water and poured it vigorously.

Looking at Mei Ziyun who has devoted all her efforts to cultivate, Mei Qiupei sighed secretly.

In fact, he couldn't see what his grandson was thinking.

In his opinion, Mei Ziyun's talent is higher than his back then, but if he wants to completely take over his mantle...

One word, difficult.

There is no problem with talent, and the conditions are many times better than before. In the final analysis, it is just that the training is not hard enough.

Now that living conditions are better, young people have more choices.Instead of singing, go do something else, earn a living or even live better, why suffer this day after day?

In that era, the desire and pursuit of singing by my group of people is beyond the comprehension of today's young people.

When Mei Qiupei was in his teens, learning from his master, the entire theater troupe consisted of a donkey. Donkeys didn’t ride on people, and they carried all the troupe’s belongings on their backs. Sing in the streets and alleys.

As long as there is a chance to play, it is when the master and senior brothers and sisters laugh the happiest, no matter whether his stage is on the terrace or indoors, whether it is in the wind or in the rain.

Why did he insist on letting Mei Ziyun sing under the sun?It is to sharpen Mei Ziyun's mind, so that in the future, when she encounters poor stage conditions or unexpected situations, she can sing well without being affected.

Because, once the play starts, it must be finished even if there is no one in the audience. If ordinary people don't listen, it doesn't mean that ghosts and gods don't listen.

Eight directions are open to listen, one side is human, three sides are ghosts, and four sides are gods.

This is the rule left by the ancestors.

Mei Qiupei's thoughts diverged, and he remained silent for a long time. Mei Ziyun at the side naturally noticed it.

My grandfather is "reminiscing about bitterness and thinking about sweetness" again.

Mei Ziyun blinked, subconsciously the movement of twisting the bottle cap was much lighter, for fear of interrupting Mei Qiupei's thoughts.

It's better to think more, so that you don't have to chase yourself to practice.

Mei Ziyun, a "sliding step" in singing, quietly moved under the shade of a tree, put the slightly icy mineral water on the back of her neck, and couldn't help moaning.

Cool!

At this moment, the phone rang, interrupting Mei Qiupei's thoughts.

It's a pity, Mei Ziyun sighed secretly, complaining in her heart that the call came at an untimely time.

Mei Qiupei took the phone, was taken aback when he saw the caller, and answered the call with a laugh.

"Haha, old Liu!"

"You're not your professor, why would you call me, an opera singer, in your spare time?"

Lao Liu?Mei Ziyun suddenly realized that this person seemed to be a good friend of his grandfather. In his memory, he had heard this person mentioned by his grandfather, and he seemed to be a music professor.

In fact, I also want to sing pop music, Mei Ziyun thought.

Singing is so boring, it's not as good as having as many fans as young ladies who sing pop music.And I've been singing for so many years, so there's no problem with my singing skills.

Over there, Mei Qiupei was still chatting with the other party, with a rather surprised tone.

"What? You bring students to visit me?"

"On the way, there are still more than ten kilometers to arrive? Isn't it, Lao Liu, why is the wind blowing you so anxiously?"

"Okay, okay, you're at home, come directly."

"Your meal is indispensable!"

Mei Qiupei finished the last sentence with a smile and hung up the phone.

Want to receive guests?Mei Ziyun suddenly became happy again, which means that there is no need to practice.

Sure enough, Mei Qiupei said, "Ziyun, take a break and change your clothes."

"Help grandpa make a pot of tea again, an old friend is coming soon."

Mei Ziyun responded, and quickly ran to the air-conditioned room.

The one who called Mei Qiupei was naturally Liu Minkang.

Knowing that Ye Zhiqiu wanted to sing opera, Liu Minkang did some research, but after thinking about it, he took Ye Zhiqiu directly to Mei Qiupei's house in Wuzhong City.

Huahai is only a little over [-] kilometers away from Wuzhong City, more than an hour's drive.

If you want to learn, learn from the best, and for the song "Chi Ling", it is worth making this trip.

In the car, Ye Zhiqiu was also shocked when he heard Liu Minkang's introduction.

This battle is big enough!

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly became full of confidence in the interpretation of the song "Red Ling", and at the same time was slightly moved in his heart.

Such as Mei Qiupei belongs to the category of artists.As long as I can learn every move from this famous teacher, I will definitely benefit a lot.

Liu Minkang is using his contacts to pave the way for himself.

The car got off the highway and did not drive into the city center. It drove to a house with Wuzhong area characteristics in the suburbs.

Seemingly guessing the time when the two arrived, Ye Zhiqiu noticed that the old and the young had just walked to the door.

The old man is not tall, but he stands there like a green pine, with his own temperament. The young man looks seventeen or eighteen years old, with the same tall and straight figure and immature face. He looks curiously at the Two figures.

"Haha, Lao Liu! (Lao Mei)!"

The two old people were very happy to meet each other, and they shook hands for a while.

Ye Zhiqiu also greeted Mei Ziyun with a smile, and Mei Ziyun returned the greeting politely.

Suddenly, Mei Ziyun stared at Ye Zhiqiu carefully, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he blurted out: "You are Ye Zhiqiu? Dog Zuo...!"

Seemingly aware that the situation of "dog author" was wrong, Mei Ziyun quickly shut up, but the excitement in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

Ye Zhiqiu was also taken aback for a moment, feeling that the world is really small.

The young man in front of him is either a fan of "Zhu Xian" or "Xianjian".

Mei Qiupei asked in confusion, "Ziyun, do you know this little brother?"

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