The Right Way to Open a Perfect Life

Zheng Shuang laughed loudly, Jiang Shuying and Tang Yan also raised their small hands to cover their mouths.

Sister Tianxian had a resentful expression on her face, and moved her small mouth, but it soon turned into a flattering expression, and she sat next to Shen Yan like a duck, raised her small face and said: "Good Shen Yan, I really can't eat it. I'm almost exhausted, so you can help me eat this, so that I will massage the drooping shoulders later, there is no time limit, when do you say stop, when do you forget, okay?"

As Liu Yifei talked, her hands were not idle, she also poured the food in the bowl into Shen Yan's bowl.

"I'm ready to eat too!" Sister Tianxian stood up and waved her hands happily.

Shen Yan lowered his head and continued to eat, but the atmosphere around him was a bit weird. When he raised his head, he saw Zheng Shuang, Jiang Shuying, and Tang Yan looking at him straightly. Shen Yan sighed, pursed his lips, and said, "Are you crazy? That’s right.” Zheng Shuang pursed his mouth and said aggrievedly, “But I really can’t eat anymore.”

Shen Yan smiled helplessly, and said, "It's just for fun, why are you still filling so much if you can't eat?"

Jiang Shuying nodded, and said: "What you said makes sense, and I was also thinking, yes, obviously we can't eat so much, why did you serve us so much rice just now?"

Tang Yan pointed to the rice bowl placed behind Shen Yan, and said: "Everyone's rice is yours." Shen Yan looked back, not so confident, and said: "Is there any?"

Zheng Shuang squatted up, pulled the food in the bowl into Shen Yan's bowl with chopsticks, and said with a smile: "I won't let you eat for nothing, I will rub your legs later, I am skilled, although I don't know acupuncture points, But when I'm at home, I often rub my grandma's legs, to be fair.

Tang Yan also got up and walked over, similarly pulled the food from the bowl into Shen Yan's bowl, and said, "You shouldn't dislike us, right? It's useless to dislike us. This is all your fault. Reasonable, you help me, I will give you a pedicure later, this sacrifice is big enough."

In the end was Jiang Shuying, who knelt down beside Shen Yan with her white legs, and said, "You have two feet, so leave the other to me. Big man, you are not afraid of eating too much. Unlike us, if you eat too much and gain weight, you will not be able to live at all. Come on, you are the most considerate man I have ever seen.

Holding a bowl full of rice, Shen Yan slowly turned his head to look at the five girls behind him.

The five women laid the bedding in a serious manner at first, but soon burst into laughter.

Shen Yan pouted, turned around and started eating

After finishing the full bowl of rice, Shen Yan went to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, then returned to the house, and went straight to the shop on the far left.

Because there was no bed, the six of them could only sleep on the floor, and the six quilts were spread side by side, which looked okay, so it was considered a floor bedding.

"Hey wait, you sleep here."

Zhao Liying called Shen Yan to a stop, got up and pushed him onto the middle bed.

The bed is on the inside, with Liu Yifei on the left, Zhao Liying on the right, and Zheng Shuang, Jiang Shuying, and Tang Yan on both sides.

This is similar to where he sleeps at home, he always sleeps in the middle.

"cough!"

After lying on the bed for a while, Shen Yan suddenly sat up again, and coughed forcefully.

The five girls who were busy washing and applying facial masks did not respond.

Shen Yan sneered, and said: "Okay, pretend to be with me, that's fine, anyway, the days will be long, so don't ask me in the future.

"Oh, I'm busy, okay, okay, look at how stingy you are."

Sister Tianxian was the first to realize her conscience, put a headband on her head, and then came behind Shen Yan with her bare feet, knelt down, put her little hands on Shen Yan's shoulders and began to massage.

"Use a little force, haven't you eaten yet?" Shen Yan said in a long voice.

Elder sister Tianxian stared and hit Shen Yan's neck, deliberately using the greatest strength to press there.

"The one rubbing the legs." Shen Yan said again.

Zheng Shuang ran over with small steps, folded his small hands on his waist, bent his white legs, and made a decent Wanfu gift.

"Master Shen, hello!"

Shen Yan smiled and said, "You see Xiao Cui is more obedient." Zheng Shuang laughed and said, "You should give me a nice name."

Shen Yan asked Liu Yifei to stop first, then folded Liu Yifei, Zhao Liying and his own quilt together, leaned on it, straightened his crossed legs, and while motioning Liu Yifei and Zheng Shuang to rub his shoulders and legs for him, he said: "I It's also for your own good, women, you have to be gentle and considerate, now I'll give you a chance to practice, how great, pedicures, what are you waiting for? Do I have to call names?"

Tang Yan put down the lotion in her hand, came to the bed and sat down, put Shen Yan's left foot in her arms, hit the instep, and said: "Master enjoy it, enjoy it, can you stop it?" Cheap and good.

Jiang Shuying also came over and sat next to Tang Yan. Like Tang Yan, she put Shen Yan's other foot in her arms and said while pressing it: "My father and I have never been served like this. Master Shen feels How are you, are you comfortable?"

Shen Yan closed his eyes, put his hands on his belly, and said: "Let's play together, but Zhao Liying, who is missing a fan and feeding fruit, laughed beside him: "Master Shen, do you know that you look like you don't deserve to be beaten up now?" . "Shen Yan smiled, didn't answer, tapped lightly with the fingers placed in his abdomen, and then began to chant softly.

"The cool breeze has faith, the autumn moon is boundless, and the mood of being charming is like passing the day like the year.

Today, it is difficult to meet each other, so the lonely boat is quiet and the evening scene is cool.

I can hear the autumn sound of tung leaves falling in my ears, and I can only see the cold smoke of Pingqiao's decaying willows.

There is no musical accompaniment, only a clear and magnetic voice rings, revolving thousands of times, and the lingering reverberation of shallow singing lingers around the column.

What Shen Yan sang was the classic Cantonese opera "A Guest's Autumn Regret". This piece's status in Cantonese opera is about the same as that of "Husband and Wife Return Home" in Huangmei Opera.

Regardless of artistic attainments, just talking about the popularity of singing is quite high.

"A Guest's Autumn Regret" was composed in the late Qing Dynasty, and of course it may have been earlier. It is difficult to trace back and determine.

"The Autumn Sorrow of the Guest" has been passed down to the present, and many different versions have been derived. The version sung by Shen Yan is the version sung by Zhang Guorong in his previous life. Compared with pure opera, it is more graceful and tactful, more in line with modern popular styles, and even more desolate. Desolate and bleak, soul-stirring.

Chapter 370 I have to know other things too

It is an indisputable fact that Chinese opera has indeed declined. Although it is the quintessence of China, its decline is its decline. This must be admitted.

The decline of opera has some objective factors, probably because it is not up to date. Many people don't understand and don't like to listen to it.

Among young people nowadays, it cannot be said that there are no opera lovers, but they are definitely rare.

But is Chinese opera really bad?This is obviously impossible. Without that unique charm, Chinese opera would not have continued to spread for so long, nor would it be revered as the quintessence of the country.

Shen Yan's gentle and magnetic voice still sounded, and only his voice echoed in the room.

The five daughters Zhao Liying and Liu Yifei obviously don't understand opera, let alone sing, or even listen to it. Play a piece of opera to them, and it is difficult for them to recognize four, five or six.

It's the same now, they don't understand what Shen Yan is singing.

But they don't know what they don't understand, but they can still feel the pure emotional transmission.

It is said that a really good song is not only an auditory enjoyment, but also a spiritual resonance and a soul resonance.

In fact, the same is true of drama.

The five daughters Zhao Liying and Liu Yifei felt that Shen Yan sang very well at this moment, but they couldn't tell why it was so good. Anyway, they listened very attentively and fascinated. In the next scene, a woman in a cheongsam appeared, leaning on the railing to look around.

After a while, Shen Yan's voice stopped, but the room remained quiet.

"Why are you still being lazy?" Shen Yan said calmly with his eyes still closed.

Liu Yifei, Zheng Shuang, Tang Yan, and Jiang Shuying reacted, and continued to massage Shen Yan with their little hands.

Tang Yan asked: "What did you sing just now? Peking Opera?"

Shen Yan opened his eyes and took a look at Miss Tang, and said, "You don't understand opera, so you can't even hear it well. I can sing in Cantonese, so where did you get Peking Opera?"

Zheng Shuang burst out laughing, feeling that Mr. Shen has his own unique way of attacking people, which is not so intense, but very fun.

Tang Yan stared, and hit Chen Yan on the back of his foot again.

"What's the name of the play you sang just now?" Jiang Shuying asked, she prefers music, of course, it refers to modern music, otherwise she wouldn't be Shen Yan's fan.

Of course, she had heard operas occasionally before, but she never knew much about them, but here, she suddenly felt that operas seemed very attractive and unique.

""The Autumn Sorrow of a Guest Tour"."

Liu Yifei asked: "What do you mean?" "What do you mean?"

Liu Yifei said: "This name, why is it called this?"

Shen Yan thought for a while, he really doesn't know about this, he is not omniscient, he doesn't even know much about Cantonese opera, and he only knows how to sing this song, so naturally he hasn't researched whether the name is What else does it mean? "Probably... you have so many problems, and the name is the name, who said that you have to be particular. Your name is Liu Yifei, is your name particular?"

"Yes!" Liu Yifei nodded, and said, "My name comes from..." "If you don't listen to it, don't listen to it, you bastard chant the scriptures!"

Shen Yan raised his hands to cover his ears and interrupted.

"puff!"

"Hahahahaha!"

The five girls laughed out loud, and Liu Yifei couldn't stop laughing coquettishly, she pinched Shen Yan's face with her small hands and rubbed it wantonly.

"Hey, Mr. Shen, for the sake of our hard work, let's sing something else. I found that listening to you sing live is better than listening to the recorded songs."

After laughing for a while, Jiang Shuying hugged Shen Yan's feet and said with a pretty face.

Shen Yan shook his head, and said: "No singing, it's a deal for you to give me a massage, why is it so hard?"

Tang Yan said: "You are a big man, sir, can you be more generous, why do you love to be serious?"

"It's not serious, it's a matter of principle, comrade, can you not be lazy."

Shen Yan lifted his right foot to signal Jiang Shuying to continue massaging, but he forgot that his foot was held by Jiang Shuying in his arms all the time, and when he lifted it, he just kicked a soft foot.

Jiang Shuying immediately sat up straight, her beautiful eyes also widened, staring at Shen Yan firmly.

Shen Yan was also very embarrassed. He really didn't do it on purpose, but no matter whether it was intentional or not, it seems that the intended consequences have already been caused. Of course, Mr. Shen has to do it, and his mental quality is still good. The embarrassment in his heart is embarrassment, but his face is calm. .

Because he knew that he must not show timidity at this time, it's best to pretend that he didn't feel anything, maybe it will be over if he just fools around.

"It seems that you are still very principled.

Jiang Shuying put her little hand on Shen Yan's foot again, concealing it with one hand, and pinching the fleshy skin on Shen Yan's instep with the other, pinching there while talking lightly.

Obviously, Shen Yan didn't fool around.

It's not realistic to think about it. Jiang Shuying is not dead, so it's impossible not to feel kicked in that kind of place, and it seems that she has no intention of pretending that nothing happened.

"Actually, there is nothing principled or unprincipled. What do you want to hear?" Shen Yan endured the pain and said to Jiang Shuying with a smile on his face.

Jiang Shuying snorted arrogantly, and finally let go.

"Whatever you want, you can sing anything!" The arrogance on Jiang Shuying's pretty face was still there, but her little hands were gently rubbing where she pinched.

"Let's sing another play. I suddenly felt that listening to a play is quite interesting, and the singing just now was really nice." Zheng Shuang was also slacking off, and stopped massaging, and just lay on Shen Yan's lap.

Shen Yan thought for a while and said: "Then sing "Ode to Pear Blossom"." Zhao Liying said: "Cantonese opera?"

Shen Yan said: "Peking opera."

Liu Yifei said: "Why don't you sing Cantonese opera anymore?" Shen Yan was a little annoyed, I have to learn other things too.

"Do you still want to listen to it? I'm not a KTV, and I still have some songs?"

Liu Yifei shuddered, slapped Shen Yan on the shoulder, patted his chest and said, "Why are you so loud all of a sudden, you scared me.

"I don't know how to respect people at all...

"Okay, okay, Master Shen calm down, you sing, we will definitely not talk too much." Zheng Shuang stroked Shen Yan's chest with his small hand, and said coaxing a child.