Mr. Minguo's kitchen

Lin Weirui, who came back from the field, looked down at the water sleeve in her hand who subconsciously caught the pastry on the table because she didn't want it to be touched. She didn't know what the people on the stage meant.The long sleeves are pink and have a good texture to the touch. It can be seen that this is a Peking Opera troupe with a good foundation.Seeing that he was at a loss, Yu Zuotang who was beside him hurriedly explained.Except for the gentleman who couldn't get what he wanted, all the gentlemen and the old guests in the private seats on the second floor saw Mr. Lin who was always arrogant and talkative, booing and applauding.Yuan Xiaolan now also knew that the person he clicked like "throwing a hydrangea ball" was a very special gentleman. Seeing everyone's applause, he smiled slightly, saluted with a dandelion, and made an invitation gesture.

Seeing everyone booing on and off the stage, Young Master Lin, who loves listening and appreciating, but can't sing, seemed to have no change in expression. .

Seeing this scene, Ye Honghu, who had been listening to the opera in the private seat on the second floor, went downstairs to the backstage.At the same moment, Mr. Lu Liu from a private room tightly squeezed the teacup in his hand, and quietly went downstairs.

Lin Weirui's stature is absolutely superior to everyone except that she has lost in front of Ye Honghu.Human Dao Lan Huang Yuan Xiaolan has a good figure and moves beautifully on the stage, but in fact he is not tall, and standing in front of Lin Weirui at this moment, he looks even petite.When Ye Honghu entered the backstage, he saw the two standing opposite each other and talking. Because of their height and the noise in the backstage, the two stood very close.Ye was displeased, he strode forward and took advantage of his height to gently embrace Lin Weirui, and when others looked over suspiciously, he changed the subject and said with concern: "You are not good at Peking opera, what do you want to do when you are on stage? "

Lin Weirui didn't bother to worry about how he knew he wasn't a fancier at the moment. He nodded and said quickly: "After Mr. Huiyuan comes on stage and sings the last song "The Drunken Concubine", I plan to try to sing "Drunk" in another way. In the end, please trouble Mr. to sing with me in an opera tone. I will teach the melody to Mr. Yuan first."

Yuan Xiaolan didn't expect that the person she randomly picked would not be a fancier, that's all, what was afraid of was that he would dare to come on stage openly.He frowned, a little displeased, secretly thinking that this gentleman looked expensive and reasonable, but he didn't expect that he was also a nonsense person.Although he has a soft temper, once he gets on stage, he must ensure that every detail is correct. Originally, he wanted to persuade people not to be brave, but when he said this, it seemed that there was no hindrance to his performance, so he also I would like to hear from him.Ye Honghu was also listening on the sidelines, but after the exchange between the two of them, he disappeared again.

Under the stage, Zhu Jun, who had been waiting for a quarter of an hour, finally heard the sound of gongs and drums, and the show started again.The first person to appear on the stage is Yuan Xiaolan who is still dressed as a noble concubine. His "Drunken Concubine" is a classic. I am afraid that everyone here has never heard of it. It can be said that he was called Emperor Lan by the newspapers of the time. Half the reason is the achievement in this repertoire.

"The ice wheel on the island is turning...Long live, I will go back to the palace alone!" He had just finished saying this, and when he turned around to look like weeping, the music that had stopped for a long time rang out at this moment. When I woke up, the sound and rhythm were not strong, the main tune was the long and sad erhu, accompanied by the guzheng, like a melancholy imperial concubine sitting in front of the window, hating it, it was a tune that no one here had ever heard.

At this moment, everyone who had been looking for Lin Weirui for a long time found that their other protagonist had finally appeared on the stage. Lin Weirui was still wearing the same splendid long gown, but his face was drawn with elongated coquettish eyeliner around the eyes, dotted with red. Lips, wearing a phoenix crown similar to Yuan Xiaolan on her head.Looking at those sharp Danfeng eyes, it is no exaggeration to say that they were astonishing on the spot.No one expected that Boss Lin's painted face would look like this. His soul-stirring and frightening eyes are really suitable for singing a female role!All the seats held their breath, waiting for the beauty to speak.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was not the Peking opera singing that everyone was expecting, nor was it a school of singing that everyone was familiar with. This way of articulation is not procrastinated. Although the melody is not varied enough, it is catchy, and his voice is excellent and clear. At this moment With downcast eyes and cold eyes, a pair of jade fingers pinches the bead curtain hanging from the phoenix crown, accompanied by the libretto, when the song reaches its climax, there is a feeling of piercing the clouds and cracking stones. The cold-hearted new imperial concubine.

What's even better is, I don't know how to do it, the soundtrack is actually a perfect fit to the tune of the person on the stage, even if he turns it over and over again, there will be no mistakes.It made the audience have such an illusion that Mr. Lin's level is so high that he can just open his mouth to the soundtrack, and his mouth is a swan song!When he and Yuan Xiaolan were together, the opera and flat singing intersected, everyone felt that this song would be around for three days, endlessly.It is also surprising that the mystery of this singing method is not only more down-to-earth, but also can be perfectly combined with other operas.

As everyone knows, Lin Weirui originally had no intention of having someone make music.Moreover, the tunes he sang are clearly modern works after more than 100 years.When he got off the court, he looked at Ye Honghu, who was just getting up with the erhu in his hand.He squinted his eyes, and it was just that the erhu sound was following his tune just fine.

The dinner party came to an end far beyond expectations. The gentlemen gathered around Lin Weirui, who was making a big splash today. Anyone who understands music theory would have to talk to him and ask him about his new singing method. The lively atmosphere is naturally indispensable. Wine, this time, the preoccupied Boss Lin was inadvertently drunk.Before leaving, all the gentlemen had already made an appointment for the next dinner party, so they returned home while enjoying themselves.

Ah Fu struggled to help the drunk young master to move upstairs, but someone knocked his hand away, and young master Lin still held the wine cup and sipped carefully.He coaxed a few times: "Master, the gentlemen are gone, you are drunk, why don't you let Ah Fu help you back to your room for a while?" Going up, he said with a murderous look: "It's so noisy, I'll fire you again." Although his face didn't hurt, Ah Fu didn't have the guts to provoke him anymore, hey, drunken people can't be provoked.

Just as Ye Honghu stepped off the stage, he happened to see Lu Lao Liu Lu Yuduo, who was also keeping tabs on people backstage. The two big shots smoked a cigarette outside and chatted about the past.Turning back, Ye Honghu found that his people had become drunk cats.This drunk cat also has sharp claws to prevent people from approaching. Whoever teases him will bleed his face when he scratches it.

Ye Honghu, who was not afraid of being scratched, approached. Taking advantage of his height and shape, he picked him up from the backstage and walked upstairs. Ah Fu was chasing him backstage, not knowing why.

Ye Honghu held down the thumping man in his arms, gently cut his hands behind his back, put his face in his arms, and then said to Ah Fu: "Bring your young master a glass of hangover soup, and a wet towel." After finishing speaking He kicked open the deepest room on the second floor, and the door was closed very considerately by Jiang Kun, who was guarding all the time.