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When George Sheng heard this, he looked over with one look, and Song Yuan was so frightened that she quickly looked away.

Qi Cheng continued with a smile: Miss Song is in the hospital to maintain her health.

These words were a proposal before Ci'er Song Xi to drink tea and not drink, and sure enough, he was holding his breath, waiting for a chance to take revenge.

Song Xi suddenly turned his head and said to Cheng Deqing: Grandpa Cheng, how would you like to hear Baxi in the Flower Field?

Cheng Deqing's eyes lit up, Do you still know about this play?

Song Xi's lips parted, and he actually hummed a few lines on the spot, and then said with a smile, A colleague in our hospital is from Yanzhou. He likes to hum this passage when he's free. I haven't heard a special teacher sing it yet.

Cheng Deqing was obviously happy, and immediately ordered people to go down to make arrangements.

Song Xi pretended not to look at Qi Cheng and Song Yuan, and said with a smile: The hospital is not as boring as Mr. Qi thinks, and I don't just know how to keep healthy.

George Sheng caught a glimpse of Qi Cheng's face that had to smile and agreed, and the corners of his lips curled up. He felt that Song Xi was really a powerful sword, and he would kill whoever he said, with a chirp, and never dragged his feet.

When the singing started on the stage, George Sheng looked forward, opened his thin lips, and said in a decibel voice that only he and Song Xi could hear: You didn't answer on purpose just now, you were waiting to set them up ?”

Song Xi was the same as George Sheng, with an expression of serious listening to the play, his lips didn't move, and his voice came out from under his lips, Don't blame me suddenly next time, luckily I thought of it, I almost said A Happy Event in the Flower Field.

George Sheng said: Who gave you the blame? I can name at least 30 famous pieces of Cantonese opera.

Hearing this, Song Xi couldn't help turning his head to look at George Sheng. George Sheng had a laid-back air of a noble young master, his chin swayed slightly with the music on stage, clearly knowing the play.

Not long after this incident, Song Xi found out by chance that Ren Lina was an out-and-out Yanzhou native, so George Sheng was also half Yanzhou native, how could he not know the repertoire of Cantonese opera?

On the contrary, she thought too much of herself, and couldn't tell her at that moment, as if everyone had to die together.

Fortunately, she still felt that she was not in a hurry and tried her best to turn the tide, but George Sheng was not panicking at all.

Once Hanatian Baxi was sung, another half an hour passed.

Whether it was out of politeness or politeness, Cheng Deqing wanted to ask Qi Cheng for his opinion. Qi Cheng looked at Cheng Deqing, smiled and said, Old Cheng, how do you like watching the Liyuan Opera?

Cheng Deqing naturally agreed, The Liyuan Opera is good, but I don't know if there is anyone in the background who can sing Liyuan Opera...

He was about to ask someone to come over to ask, but Qi Cheng said without changing his face: Mr. Cheng, if you don't mind, Song Yuan said that she wants to sing a song for you.

Cheng Deqing looked at Song Yuan with surprise in his eyes, There are still experts here?

Song Yuan replied embarrassingly: I don't dare to call you an expert in front of you and everyone, but I like it usually, and I have learned a little bit.

Cheng Deqing said with a smile: Then we have the blessing of ears today.

Song Yuan stood up and took advantage of the situation and said, I've been putting on makeup for too long, so I'll sing a little song for Mr. Cheng and everyone. If you don't sing well, please forgive me.

Cheng Deqing took the lead in the applause, and everyone watched Song Yuan stepping onto the stage, exchanged a few words with the band teachers, and then stood in the middle of the stage smiling and pretending.

When the music started, Song Yuan opened her mouth, singing in an authentic Liyuan Opera style, with a sharp voice and a refined articulation.

George Sheng looked at the stage and said in a low voice: You sister, you still have some skills.

Song Xi rolled her eyes and said coldly, She's not my sister.

She didn't care whether George Sheng's voice was playful or not, she just got more and more familiar with it, trying to remember where she had heard it before.

Suddenly, she remembered that she had heard this tune at home, from Song Yuanqing.

In the past, when Song Yuanqing was in a good mood, he would hum a few lines of Peking opera. Several times Song Xi heard him humming something, and asked casually, he said it was the Liyuan opera Chen San Wu Niang.

Song Xi is straightforward, but she is a sensitive person at heart, which may also have something to do with her growing up in a single-parent family.

She almost immediately guessed that it was related to Dong Lijun, and sure enough, she made insinuations and learned that Dong Lijun was from the area in southern Fujian, and it is not uncommon for her to know Liyuan opera.

Now the same melody with lyrics is sung from Song Yuan's mouth, Song Xi is angry no matter what she hears, she feels like a pair of demon mother and daughter, trying to please Song Yuanqing and snatch away her only relative Now, Song Yuanqing's future is uncertain in it, but Song Yuan uses the same trick to curry favor with Cheng Deqing.

Song Xi racked his brains so hard for Song Yuanqing, but what about Song Yuan? She is for herself.

Song Xi guessed right, Song Yuan did it for herself.

Both are also surnamed Song, why is she being overwhelmed by Song Xi? If Song Yuanqing was there before, he would be raised by his own son, but now Song Yuanqing can't protect himself, and the down-and-out Phoenix still wants to show off his power like before? impossible.

Song Yuan sang very seriously on stage, and looked at Song Xi offstage from time to time, seeming to be interacting, but actually blatantly provocative.

George Sheng was rarely interested, and said without hesitation when watching the excitement: She is demonstrating to you.

Song Xi could tell without him having to point it out, but Song Xi's arrogance grew even stronger when George Sheng said this.

With her pink lips parted, she replied mockingly: Do you think you are an actor? If you say you are on stage, you will be on stage.

George Sheng said with a half-smile, She sings well.

Song Xi said: Mr. Qiao's knowledge is really wide.

Full of sarcasm.

The corners of George Sheng's lips curled up slightly. For some reason, he was in a good mood today. Maybe it was because Song Xi's sword was easy to use. He said in a low voice, Actually, men like women who are more interesting.

Disdain flashed across Song Xi's eyes, and he snorted coldly in his heart.

Are you envious of Qi Cheng? She asked with a half-smile.

George Sheng found out that when Song Xi was angry, his teeth were sharp and his mouth was sharp. There was absolutely no difference between sarcasm and accusations.

George Sheng imitated the expression on her face, and replied with a half-smile: Qi Cheng should be very envious of me, after all, I'm surrounded by his own, and his, at best, is an adopted one.

Song Xi should be happy, after all, George Sheng satirized Song Yuan, but in fact she was not happy, because the words were harsh no matter how they sounded.

Later she recalled that Song Xi was upset because George Sheng didn't treat her as a human being at all, she and Song Yuan were both bargaining chips, judging by the cards, she was lucky to be the king, while Song Yuan was at best a Xiao Wang.

Coming to such a conclusion, Song Xi's body pressure instantly dropped, and she pursed her beautiful plump lips, and she stopped talking.

George Sheng also looked very interested, staring at Song Yuan on the stage, and stopped chatting with Song Xi.

Song Xiqi didn't make a fuss, he didn't know what kind of taste a man had, but he just liked this vulgar one.

Song Yuanqing likes Dong Lijun, Qi Cheng likes Song Yuan, and now even someone who is a straight man with terminal cancer...