Eat Honey[Transmigration Book]

Kunqu Opera, to sum it up, is a beautiful word. It is an elegant art nowadays. As the ancestor of all operas, Kunqu Opera has a long history in my country. It has beautiful costumes, beautiful rhetoric, beautiful singing, beautiful figure, and beautiful performances.Xiao Yao felt that the first thing he had to overcome when singing Kunqu opera was the psychological level.

Asking him to dress up as a woman and sing Hua Dan, not only with a waist like a willow branch, but also with a voice holding a female voice, he finds it really difficult, but he really wants to meet Shen Xingzhi, and he wants to ask Shen Xingzhi if he really likes him which point.

Because he really didn't see any talent in him.

Shen Xingzhi made an appointment with him to have lunch together the next day.

Shen Xingzhi, a descendant of the Shen School, is known for his sweet and mellow singing voice, and he can be regarded as a master figure in the Kunqu opera world today.He was born in a family of opera, his father and grandfather were all famous Kunqu opera masters, especially his grandfather Shen Ziyue, who was so popular in Nancheng at that time, he was known as "Shen Lang who is hard to distinguish between male and female".Shen Xingzhi made his debut at the age of four, and now he is a prominent figure in Liyuan. Especially after appearing on a talent show a few years ago, he became famous. In recent years, he has been devoting himself to international cultural exchange activities.

His ability to fall in love with Xiao Yao really fell through everyone's eyes.

"I heard you're getting married?" Shen Xingzhi asked.

Xiao Yao nodded, and without waiting for him to speak, Shen Xingzhi said, "Putting the stage down after getting married?"

Xiao Yao really didn't expect that Shen Xingzhi, who looked like a man with slender eyebrows and a fair face, turned out to be a very serious man, with a soft but harsh tone: "When you first asked me to be your teacher, what did you say? "

This Xiao Yao really didn't know, he was already Shen Xingzhi's apprentice when he came through.

Shen Xingzhi's thin eyebrows stood upside down, and he said: "At the beginning, you asked for so much, followed me as an errand, and worked hard for more than a year to let me accept you. Your level is so poor. Opera, why, found a man in the theater garden, and put aside the opera?"

Xiao Yao lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

"Do you still practice your voice these days? Do you recite the rhyme I asked you to recite every day? Do you practice your body?"

Xiao Yao didn't have any, and seeing Xiao Yao shaking his head, Shen Xingzhi was even more angry: "Then what are your plans, just stop singing?"

Xiao Yao really didn't intend to sing any more. His original intention was not here, and he was even less interested in learning opera.

"Master, I don't think I'm good at singing. I'm afraid I won't learn well, and I'll embarrass you, old man."

"I told you when I took you in. It's not that I don't know that your foundation is poor. I also have this mental preparation. It doesn't matter if you are poor. What matters is that you are willing to work hard. Besides, it's not that you don't have boy skills. As long as I remind you, I believe After a few years, you will definitely achieve something, don't worry about whether you study well or not, I just ask you, do you still sing this play?"

It still has to be sung, because there is a scene where he sings "The Peony Pavilion" in "The Rich Man Daughter-in-law", and it is still a highlight for him.

He just nodded and said, "Sing."

Shen Xingzhi glanced at him, and said: "Family has its own laws, and conduct has its own rules. From now on, don't tell me what to say. Now that you have entered the gate of the Liyuan, you can sing the trick well, and I will teach you well." One. I took the class of Nancheng Art Institute this semester, and I agreed with the leaders of the school to let you attend the class with the students from the opera and dance branch. After a while, you will come to my house when I am free. study."

Xiao Yao nodded in agreement, Shen Xingzhi asked him to sit down, and asked, "Who is your partner, the second child of the Zhou family?"

Xiao Yao nodded.

"what is it call?"

"Zhou Hairong."

Shen Xingzhi pondered for a while, probably searched in his mind for a while, and said, "Zhou Haiquan's younger brother?"

Xiao Yao nodded.

Shen Xingzhi's face collapsed halfway: "Their family also agreed?"

Xiao Yao nodded, then shook his head again. He didn't know the current situation, whether the Zhou family agreed or not.

Shen Xingzhi said: "I think Xuan, people like them are very cautious in finding a marriage partner, let alone the Zhou family."

Xiao Yao asked curiously, "What happened to the Zhou family?"

If you don't ask, you don't know, but if you ask, you will be shocked. There is blood everywhere, and everyone has love.

It turned out that Zhou Hairong's father, referred to as Lao Zhou, was also one of the four famous young men in Nancheng back then. Although he got married early, he had countless fans.Among them was a confidante named Fu Qingfang.

Fu Qingfang is a student of the Liyuan. At first, she was only a tea boy in the opera club. Later, she was picked up by the master of the Liyuan and taught her how to sing. Although this pear flower bloomed a little later, it overwhelmed all other fragrances when it bloomed, and became the favorite of the Nancheng Liyuan. Chief.She came on stage with heavy makeup, so gorgeous that Nanjiang's lights and lights couldn't compare to her.Such a beauty naturally has many admirers, she finally chose Mr. Zhou,

But old Mr. Zhou already has a wife, that is, Zhou Hairong's mother. Mrs. Zhou is not a person who swallows her anger, and she doesn't show any kindness to Fu Qingfang, so old Mr. Zhou had no choice but to place Fu Qingfang in the Fu's mansion in Nancheng.

At that time, it was relatively common for rich men in Nancheng to have three wives and four concubines, so not many people blamed her.Mrs. Zhou and Fu Qingfang never saw each other, but they lived in peace. The old Mr. Zhou usually lived in the Fu's mansion, and he would only go back to the Zhou's mansion during the holidays.Mrs. Zhou and Fu Qingfang were at odds, and naturally all the children they raised were at odds with Fu Qingfang. Later, Mrs. Zhou died of illness, and Fu Qingfang came to offer her condolences. The eldest lady Zhou Tong and the eldest son Zhou Haiquan personally threw her out. Didn't stay, this matter was even reported on the local entertainment news, which of the rich and powerful families can't break up a bunch of junk, but the Zhou family brought this matter to the stage.Later Mr. Zhou also passed away and was buried with Mrs. Zhou. Fu Qingfang didn't even show her face at the funeral. It is said that the children of the Zhou family refused her to attend.

With such a story, the Zhou family can still accept Xiao Yao, a child of Liyuan?So Shen Xingzhi was not optimistic.

But who would have thought that the rich young master of the Zhou family would take a fancy to a boy from Liyuan, what a crime.

However, this is also in line with the common routine of dog-blood romance dramas. People who have "family feuds" just become a couple, and they can abuse as much as they want.

For Xiao Yao, who has always adhered to the principle of loyalty in love, he understands Zhou Haiquan's dislike of Fu Qingfang. This is the so-called green tea whore mistress, who is stained with the glory of the times, and now he is criticized every minute.No wonder Zhou Haiquan had that expression when he heard that he was an opera singer.The novel only said that Zhou Haiquan hated actors, but he didn't know that there was such a background story.

"Don't blame Master for being a villain. I've been in this business for a long time, and I've seen a lot. Even though you are now with the second child of the Zhou family, don't be too naive. Don't say that you are not married yet. , So what if it ends, the divorce rate is so high now, you should give yourself some way out."

Xiao Yao nodded: "Understood."

"Look at Zhou's house, your personality has changed." Shen Xingzhi said.

Xiao Yao was taken aback by these words, and thought that Shen Xingzhi's piercing eyes saw that he was a counterfeit.

But Shen Xingzhi was right, he had to find a way out for himself.His current plan is to wait for him to jump into the river. If he still survives, the first thing to do is to move out of Zhou's house immediately, but what about after moving out?He has to find a job and save some money, or will he drink the northwest wind by then?

Also, singing is really not his hobby. After he regains his freedom, he will definitely change jobs.

He came by taxi, and he had plenty of time to go back, so he took the bus and planned to take a good look at Nancheng.

When I first came here, everything was confused, chaotic, and unreal. Later, when I met Zhou Hairong, I started fishing for men. In fact, he didn't have time to get familiar with the city.

Nancheng is one of the best in the provincial capital city. The old city focuses on history and humanities, while the new city focuses on modern technology. There is a Nanjiang River between the old city and the new city. One of the famous sightseeing spots, he got off the bus one stop before the bridge, walked up the bridge on foot, walked along the sidewalk, and met many tourists with cameras along the way.

He stayed on the bridge for several hours. In the evening, a strange scene appeared on the river. A large cloud appeared in the western sky, all of which were dyed red by the setting sun. At the end of the sky, it was gray. There was a lot of wind, and many people said it was going to rain.He took pictures with his mobile phone for a while, and followed the crowd to the other side. When he was about to get off the bridge, a thunderstorm suddenly struck. The clouds in the western sky were still shining with golden light, but the sky was full of thunder and heavy rain began.He ran to a small supermarket nearby and bought an umbrella.

Fortunately, the Zhou family's mansion is not too far away from the river. Going north to east from the Nanjiang Bridge is Changxia Mountain. The Zhou's mansion is located on the middle of the mountain. The roads are all sloped, and it is a bit laborious to walk.When he came to a fork in the road, he stopped in front of the road sign and looked at the instructions above. The Red Sandalwood Road was the one that turned to the right. Looking over there were all mansions with stone walls.He was watching when suddenly a Bentley drove past the branch road and turned directly into Red Sandalwood Road.The car looked familiar, and Zhou Haiquan's indifferent face was vaguely seen through the glass.

I don't know if I didn't see him, or if I saw him and ignored him.

He stood for a while, pursed his lips, and then continued to move forward.Green vines covered the stone walls of many houses, and flowers were placed at the gates of some houses, reminding him of his home in another world.

The Chen family lives in a very old community. The buildings are still made of red bricks. The narrow roads are full of electric wires, and there are also bamboo poles for drying clothes from the upstairs. There are few cars, but there are many flowers at the door of every house in their community. In spring, the whole street is full of the fragrance of flowers. If there is a strong wind, the fallen flowers can float to the windows on the second floor. When it rains, broken petals are scattered on the ground.

If only I could go back.There is no one he loves in this world, no neighbors or friends he knows, and he is really alone.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the car in front reversed and stopped in front of him.

Xiao Yao stood under the road sign with an umbrella, his trouser legs were already wet, and a broken tree leaf was still stuck on his shoes.When the car window was opened, it was Zhou Haiquan's carved face with sharp edges and corners.

"boarding."