On the Grass in the Lili Garden [Peking Opera]

Ah, I remembered, on last year's birthday, in Shen Qintian's villa, he heard Shen Yuetian answer the phone and said, "Then please, Boss Xu, help me decorate the rough set in Shuangqiao New Village, yes, the fifth floor, [-] square meters Well, you want high-end decoration, yes imported paint, the kind that can be washed with water, you are too experienced, and you will have children in the future."

Although there are many houses on the fifth floor of Shuangqiao New Village, my intuition tells Lin Weiran that it is the same house.

His instincts were right again.Shen Yuetian knew that Sun Rui was unable to get married because he didn't have a wedding room, so he took the initiative to find Sun Rui's aunt.He said that his younger brother and Sun Rui are friendly brothers, and Sun Rui's business is his business.

The two siblings had a lot in common, and in the end Aunt Sun Rui agreed, but repeatedly promised that once the family had another house, they would immediately return the house to Shen Yuetian.

Although Shen Yuetian is a businessman, he is not a profiteer with no conscience. He will also help others and give them money when they need it.If Lin Weiran and Shen Qintian didn't have this kind of relationship, he would also give Lin Weiran a bunch of house keys and even a car key when he needed it.

Regardless of whether it is Big Brother Shen's house or not, Sun Rui must not let Sun Rui know about it, it is Big Brother Shen's kindness anyway.Lin Weiran adjusted his breathing, his mind was full of the scene of Shen's villa that night.

Shen Qintian's room has beautiful light blue walls, and the furniture is all in Western style, with excellent workmanship, high-grade materials, ingenious design, and easy to use.The bathroom in his room is decorated like a cruise ship, and sitting in the bathtub is like sailing on the sea, which is quite funny.This is definitely Shen Qintian's own idea.

There are stairs next to his bed, and he can go directly to the attic on the top floor to bask in the sun and read a book.To say that the only thing similar to the house that Lin Weiran had been to was the quilt, which was a sleeping bag, placed on the bed like a big worm.

A huge floor-to-ceiling mirror frame was hung on one wall, the height of a real person, and it contained a still photo of Shen Qintian's first performance on stage. Zhuge Kongming held a feather fan, his brows and eyes were picturesque, and Lin Weiran almost thought it was the real Shen Qintian standing in front of him.

You said you came to see me in two days, and the first wait lasted for more than a year.A burst of singing came from the playground, interrupting Lin Weiran's train of thought.

Canteen Lao He's Panda cassette player started singing again.He likes Teresa Teng's songs very much. He said that it is because of listening to those sweet songs that he can make the shallot tofu that everyone loves.Everyone expressed that they did not understand the relationship between the two at all, but he was welcome to play Teresa Teng's songs loudly, and he was also welcome to continue making delicious tofu.

360 Five days are hard, you don't have me in your heart, give me back my love!

puff!Lin Weiran vomited. During the eye-to-eye contact with Sun Rui, he couldn't hold it back anymore. What kind of lyrics are these, peeping into the heart!

Sun Rui also failed. He jumped onto the flat ground and stood there, shaking his legs to relax, trying to suppress a smile on his face.

"You laugh, you laugh." Lin Weiran couldn't stand Sun Rui's suffocated face.He understood that Sun Rui had already gained insight.

"Let me tell you that I don't think you guys are different." Sun Rui smiled, exhaling white air from his mouth, as if he was smoking.

He has quit smoking for more than a year, and most actors smoke to refresh themselves.But now that the economy is difficult, I gritted my teeth and gave up.

Lin Weiran didn't ask Sun Rui when he found out that he was thinking about Shen Qintian, and he didn't thank Sun Rui for keeping his mouth shut.Good brother don't say those false words.

Sun Rui stretched out his hand to help Lin Weiran jump down from the side of the water tank.Like Lin Weiran, he didn't say any pale words of comfort.He knew that Shen Qintian would definitely come back, to Lin Weiran's side.The two are simply inseparable.

The third aunt bent down and checked the contents of the box again.She always felt that there was something missing, but she couldn't remember what it was.This black box is Lin Weiran's luggage. He is going to Beijing for two months.

Since the beginning of this year, Lin Weiran's work attitude has been very correct, and he has reproduced the spirit of the county theater troupe back then.

He successfully passed the evaluation of the optional repertoire in the first half of the year, yes, it was "Xiu Ru Ji".Before the exam, he finally adjusted the mental schizophrenia some time ago, and first kneaded the joy of reconnecting with Shen Qintian, and stayed with Li Yaxian and Qingqing.Also, the pain of Shen Qintian's departure was appropriately substituted, Zheng Yuanhe was beaten out of his wits by his father, and his anger was like a wandering thread.

Last month, the dean announced that this year there will be a six-month training class for young students of Kunqu opera, and the provincial academy will get a place, and Lin Weiran will be sent to study in order to improve the art of Peking opera.

Lin Weiran recalled the words about down jackets: To be picked by buyers, the walnut must first be competitive, not crooked, cracked, or yellow-skinned, and then wait for Bole who knows the goods.

At present, several leaders of the provincial court are obviously knowledgeable, so what Lin Weiran has to do is to be a crooked walnut.Thinking about it this way, it's really like what Sun Rui said, down jackets shouldn't be some kind of expert, let's use them to enlighten myself.

So Lin Weiran carried the pair of walnuts that the expert gave him with him, and rubbed them when he practiced leg exercises. The surface was already smooth and shiny.Maybe one day when the time comes, the walnuts will naturally split open, and a miniature book from heaven will fall out: Peking Opera Xiaosheng's Learning Cheats.

The training class will start next week. In a theater school in Beijing, Kunqu opera will be taught to non-Kunqu opera performers.

"Open the hips, push the python, open the hips, push the python, open the hips, push the python... Everyone's thighs tighten! Tighten up! Hold on! Open the hips, push the python, open the hips, push the python..." The Kunqu opera niche class has already Let's start, this training class is by no means a leisure vacation, it is a real training.

Lin Weiran wanted to wipe off his sweat, but he pinched the towel on his shoulders. Come on, the towel was already completely soaked, so he had to shake off the sweat with the back of his hand, and continued to follow the instructions of the instructor, stepping forward, holding the hem of the boa robe with his toes, Bai, who showed off his thick-soled boots, walked in circles around the arena step by step in an even and steady manner.

When passing by the east wall, he glanced at the clock on the wall out of the corner of his eye, it was five past nine.If it hadn't been for 58:[-] when he saw it just now, he really thought the clock had gone on strike.

Although today's training is just walking, but stepping on four-inch high thick-soled boots, every time you take a step, you have to tighten your whole body, slowly open your thighs, and then use your toes to lift the boa robe. It's not easy, let alone walking for almost two hours straight.

To be honest, he never thought that the training class would start with the basic body shape, and every movement would be carefully selected.He originally thought that the teacher would talk about some virtual performance styles, show some materials and videos, and take notes.This also caused him to come to Beijing for a few days, and he didn't have time to go shopping at all. He couldn't even trace the footsteps of Shen Qintian and the others who came to Beijing to perform at that time.Either they are still attending classes in the practice room when they have energy, or when they have time but the gate of the drama school has been locked.

"Okay, take a break for 10 minutes." The instructor finally called to stop at 09:30.

Like all the students, Lin Weiran stood in place with his hands on his thighs, trying to adjust his breathing.He only felt that his groin was extremely sore and his legs were not close together.

Kunqu opera classes are taught in a closed mode. They study from Monday to Saturday, watch performances on Sunday, and take a half-day rest on Tuesday afternoon.The teachers are all masters of contemporary Kunqu opera, teaching the tune and figure of Kunqu opera.There are a total of fifteen students in the class, three of whom are Peking Opera students, and the rest are all local opera types, Sichuan Opera, Gui Opera, Shanxi Opera, Han Opera, and Yue Opera.

"Does your stomach still hurt?" Qian Ying asked.During breakfast, she sat at the same table with Lin Weiran, and heard him say that he had a stomachache and didn't sleep well last night.She is a young girl from Yue opera, a big-eyed girl from the south of the Yangtze River, with a cheerful personality. "Is your stomach better?"

At this moment, I dare to empathize with others and think about my stomach?The word 'thigh' fills the back of my brain!Lin Weiran was thinking in his heart but didn't say it out loud. He was always tense with girls and wasn't used to making jokes.Being reminded by her like this, Lin Weiran's stomach bulged and found that the stomach pain was no longer there.He shook his head at Qian Ying and forced a smile.

Qian Ying was about to say something, when she saw that the instructor had covered the water glass, she knew it was time for a break, and gave Lin Weiran a "going to hell" look, and stopped talking.

"Just now you were Zhou Yu. From now until [-]:[-], you are Lu Bu. Pay attention to the height of your thighs." As soon as the instructor finished speaking, there was a sound of gasping in the practice room.

Lü Bu was arrogant and arrogant by nature, he was highly skilled in martial arts, and he looked at no one in the eyes. He walked very high, showing the crotch of his colorful pants when he walked, kicking on the python robe instead of kicking on the python robe, unlike Zhou Yu, who walked with confidence and was sure to win.To put it bluntly, when playing Lu Bu, the thighs will be more tiring than playing Zhou Yu.

After stepping on the python for two hours in a row, they have to kick the python for another two hours. Not surprisingly, this group of students must all be like babies when they sleep tonight, with their knees open and their legs closed.

The instructor completely ignored everyone's emotions, and lifted the prop knife again, and took a few shots with the back of the knife to see who was in the wrong posture.Everyone eats this bowl of rice, who didn't come here like this.Kunqu opera has strong lyricism, delicate movements, and the ingenious and harmonious combination of singing and dancing, so the teacher's requirements are also very strict.

"Lift the leg, kick the python, lift the leg, kick the python, lift the leg, kick the python, lift the leg, kick the python..."

Lin Weiran and his classmates put their hands on their hips, looked straight ahead, followed the password, and walked step by step.

It has been ten days since I arrived in Beijing, and there are more tall buildings in Beijing than I imagined, and the stinky tofu is also smellier than I imagined.Before setting off, Lin Weiran sewed a small cloth bag for himself, which was filled with eggplant seeds, just like the bag he gave Shen Qintian.Shen Qintian said that he had sprinkled it in a flower pot, but he didn't know if it germinated or not.

His eldest sister knew that Yao's younger brother was going to the capital to go to school, and was so excited that she took an overnight bus from her husband's house to the Provincial Court, and brought her younger brother a huge package of farm-made snacks, dried sweet potatoes, sugar cane, and radish cakes, saying that she would eat them on the road.It's just that now that the train speeds up, I only ate a small portion of the snacks and arrived in Beijing.

The train from Jiangnan arrived in 10 minutes, so the pick-up teacher brought Lin Weiran to pick up Qian Ying together. This is also one of the reasons why Qian Ying and Lin Weiran are close friends: the first classmate they met in a foreign land.Another reason is the girl's thoughts.

Qian Ying was born in Jiangnan and grew up in Jiangnan. Her parents were both university teachers, and she was considered a scholarly family.When she saw Lin Weiran for the first time, she felt that Lin Weiran had outstanding facial features and a well-proportioned figure. Even if she was also studying opera, Qian Ying's eyes lit up.Along the way, I saw him talking properly when chatting with the pick-up teacher, respecting the teacher and teaching.When we arrived at the school registration office, seeing Lin Weiran's handsome calligraphy, Qian Ying's heart began to beat wildly.

It was actually her grandma's wish that she learn opera.Grandma Qian is a loyal theater fan of Master Mei Lanfang. Back then, she spent a lot of money to go to Beijing to watch the theater.It's a pity that her son's voice is not in good condition, and he can't train his small voice, so Grandma Qian pins her hopes on her beautiful granddaughter, who is sent to the Children's Palace to learn opera when she is young.

After Qian Ying sang Peking Opera Tsing Yi for a few days, she was attracted by the Yue Opera class next door, so after her grandma left, she rushed to the Yue Opera class to attend lessons.Not only did the teacher not criticize her, but after seeing her performance, she even supported her in choosing Yue opera and Xiaosheng.

At the graduation performance, Grandma Qian saw the cast list, only to know that her granddaughter had learned Yue opera!Although the old man was a little unhappy that he had been kept a secret for so long, after all, Jiangnan is the hometown of Yue opera, and Grandma Qian also loves Yue opera very much. After gambling for a while, she happily supported Qian Ying to learn Yue opera.

Last year, Qian Ying graduated from drama school and was assigned to the Youth Yue Opera Troupe in her hometown. Due to her outstanding performance, she won the training opportunity.You know, in the Yue Opera troupe, there are many niches, Xu Fan, Lu Yinbi, all genres.

I don't know if it's because she's naturally bold, or because she sings a lot of niche dramas, Qian Ying has never been a coquettish girl, she is capable and independent, she won't let boys carry her bags when she goes out, and she never puts on makeup except on stage.Back then, the teachers at the Children's Palace supported her change to a Yue opera niche, and they also liked that the child had a bookish look rather than a powdery look.

During the next few months of being classmates with Lin Weiran, Qian Ying became more and more unable to extricate herself, and tasted the legendary taste of first love.In the morning, she went to the scenic lake with Lin Weiran to sing her voice, studied and ate together during the day, and when she was finally able to rest, she secretly copied Lin Weiran's calligraphy and quietly listened to Peking Opera niche tapes.

After all, she is a girl, no matter how young she is, she still has infinite tenderness.

The author has something to say: Charcoal Bao I like Yue opera very much, and I like girls.Later, I changed my heart and fell in love with Peking Opera boys, poof