"Have you heard? The previous Xu Ze is on stage again."

"How is it possible? Didn't you say that your voice is not good, so you quit?"

Two senior fanciers sat in the pear garden to discuss.

"What's wrong with the voice? It's the one who died a few days ago when he became Lord Marquis's concubine." Master Feng smiled and said, "My mistress is dead, so I haven't been on stage yet."

The other person didn't expect such an inside story.

When he came to Liyuan to listen to the opera, Xu Ze had stopped singing.

But everyone boasted that there is nothing in the sky and there is no earth, who would believe it?

"Is that Xu Ze really good at singing?" Meng Wenru couldn't help asking.

This Meng Wenru is the son of a salt merchant in the capital city. He loves to listen to operas, so he has become friends with the old opera fan Feng Ye.

On weekdays, Meng Wen is like a folding fan, who doesn't like a handsome young man.

Master Feng shook his head: "There is also a good voice, but it's a pity that the emotion is not enough, it's boring."

It is already rare for Master Feng to say that he has a good voice.

But singing in opera is that the emotional part can't be controlled, but if the voice is good, then it's nothing good.

The voice of the oriole is okay, but it is a pity that it is an object.

Master Feng is right, it's boring.

"Then when will he sing?" Meng Wenru leaned on the chair, but fortunately he was born well, looking handsome and romantic, people couldn't help but look sideways.

"Today there will be a warm-up song, listen to it."

According to the identities of Master Feng and Meng Wenru, sitting in a box is enough.

But the two of them like to sit in the front row of the lobby, where they can see every move clearly.

Meng Wenru complained: "That Yan Di sang it, it was okay at first, but I'm getting tired of it recently."

"Then what can I do? Go back and look at other gardens."

Master Feng is 55 this year, he has listened to countless dramas, and his ears have long been very tricky.

The current pillar of the Liyuan, Yan Di, sings her masterpiece "Suo Lin Nang", and the two of them will come over.

But gradually became a lot rusty.

He didn't have the courage to spend a lot of money before.

As soon as these two came, someone told Team Leader Li, and Team Leader Li said happily: "Those two are rich owners. They are happy. They can increase their reputation and enrich their pockets. We will see you warming up later."

Generally speaking, the warm-up role is not big, that is, let the apprentices try out the scene, so that they can gradually adapt to the stage.

So many people don't care about warming up.

But Team Leader Li felt that by letting Xu Ze warm up today, he was telling everyone that Xu Ze, their mainstay, was back.

This is not a place to practice, but a place to show off.

Yan Di was a little annoyed. Originally, he hadn't ranked his favorite show recently, that is, the show leader wanted to attract fanciers to listen, so he was on the list.

"Suo Lin Nang" is very difficult to sing, and with Xu Ze in front, he was anxious last night, but today he got angry.

I don't know if I can do it when I'm on stage.

He was anxious, but he couldn't show it on his face.

But people around felt that he was afraid that Xu Ze would overwhelm him, which made people even more angry.

Xu Ze had already put on his costume, and there was very little time for the warm-up. After all, people came here to watch the main show, so who would like to watch the warm-up.

But the leader gritted his teeth today and insisted on adding an incense stick of time.

The host believes that the audience will love it.

Xu Ze felt a little uncomfortable, it was the first time for him to wear such makeup.

In fact, this time the transformation is not strong, but I feel uncomfortable anyway.

Seeing Shao Yichen still standing aside, Xu Ze said, "What's wrong? If you don't like this, go home first?"

Originally, the theater didn't intend to bring the eldest son, but Shao Yichen insisted on following, and Xu Ze couldn't help it.

I don't know why, but Shao Yichen's face has been smelly since he ate pork ribs yesterday, and he doesn't know who messed with him.

Shao Yichen looked at Xu Ze, if he didn't speak, he was prettier than a woman.

Today Xu Ze sang a classic excerpt from "Matchmaker".

Seeing that it was about to start, Xu Ze gave it a try: "It's called Zhang Sheng, and it's hidden under the chessboard."

As soon as he opened his mouth, everyone in the background looked over.

Yesterday I heard Xu Ze sing that the imperial concubine is drunk, his charming and delicate looks make people feel like meeting the imperial concubine.

But today's little matchmaker is lively and cute. When he opens his mouth, his whole body is crisp.

Just now Shao Yichen was still thinking that Xu Ze was pretending to be a woman, and his voice was indeed a man's, but when he spoke again, his voice was so sweet that it made his heart itch.

It was really lucky that Zhang Sheng was called so by Xu Ze.

Yan Di, who raised her voice on the other side, couldn't help but said, "How many kinds of operas do you know?"

Xu Ze looked over strangely, and instead of answering Yan Di's question, he said, "Your throat is uncomfortable?"

In fact, Yan Di's voice is only a slight problem, not for people who are not sensitive to voice, they can't hear it at all.

"It'll be fine in a while." Yan Di gritted his teeth, he couldn't hit the stage today, he had to work hard.

Xu Ze took the purse from Shao Yichen's waist, and handed the fat sea inside to Yan Di: "Soak it in warm water, just drink a glass of water, and you must use warm water."

They sing, the voice is too important.

Xu Ze specially bought some fat sea yesterday, it seems that the people here don't know that they can raise their throats like this.

"Who wants your things, what if you hurt me!" Yan Di said directly, making everyone a little embarrassed.

But Xu Ze wanted to take Pang Dahai back, but Yan Di took it away again: "If I have a bad voice, I will find you!"

It stands to reason that Xu Ze's things cannot be taken, and the two of them can be said to be competitors.

But Yan Di wanted to take something from Xu Ze's delicate fingers.

Seems like it would be rude to ask him to keep reaching out.

Unexpectedly, the little wolf cub behind Xu Ze took Pang Dahai away directly: "I like to eat or not."

Shao Yichen rolled his eyes, turned to face Xu Ze but forced a smile: "Don't give it to him, okay?"

God, this is the first time my son has asked.

Xu Ze nodded quickly: "I listen to you."

Shao Yichen nodded uncomfortably, why did Xu Ze trust him so much without even asking why?

It seems that my face really works.

They were still chatting leisurely, and the class leader was almost dying of anxiety.

Whether Liyuan can be brought back to life depends on today!

As soon as the instrument in front played, it was time for Xu Ze to take the stage.

Xu Ze immediately had a bright smile on his face, walked out in small steps, and turned the flower work in his hand first.

A handkerchief is very dexterous in his hand.

Before he could speak, it was enough to attract the attention of everyone present.

Meng Wenru's eyes lit up, the person on the stage was so beautiful, his face was like a peach and plum, his face was perfect, and his eyes were so vivid that it made people happy.

Wait for Xu Ze to speak again: "Tell Zhang Sheng to hide under the chessboard. I will come step by step and you will climb step by step. Be bold and swallow your breath and don't be afraid. Follow my little matchmaker and you will see her."

These few sentences are refreshing and sharp, vivid and natural.

The image of a little matchmaker appeared before her eyes.

Not to mention the figure and flowing sleeves of the person on the stage, so beautiful that it makes people's hearts flutter.

It's not as rigid as a showmanship, he frowns and smiles with the people on the stage, and even the flower branches on his head sway.

After half a stick of incense passed by, Meng Wenru didn't dare to blink, for fear that such a little matchmaker would slip away from her eyes.

If Little Matchmaker looked like this when watching The West Chamber, who would want to look at Miss!

After singing this passage, the little matchmaker looked back, and it seemed that she was really leading people to meet her lady.

who is this !Where did the big shot come from!How he never knew.

After Meng Wenru came back to his senses, he immediately looked at Master Feng. He has been listening to operas for many years. He must know who this is.

But Master Feng's eyes were even more exaggerated, and he murmured: "I have listened to the drama all my life, and I have never seen such a little matchmaker. It is cute and interesting. This is the little matchmaker!"

Master Feng patted his thigh while talking, and the people in the venue had already started booing.

They haven't heard enough!

Let the little matchmaker come out and sing another song!

"Master Feng, which family's character is this? Why have I never seen it before?" Meng Wenru asked hastily.

After a while, Master Feng said: "It shouldn't be, he didn't have this ability before, why didn't he sing in the past two years, but he became more and more proficient."

When Meng Wenru got a little impatient, Master Feng said: "This is Xu Ze, the pillar of the Liyuan back then, the one who followed Master Hou."

If I remember correctly, Master Feng said that he had a good voice but lacked emotion.

"Master Feng, is this lack of affection?!" Meng Wenru just finished speaking, and everyone around looked over.

The eyes of the audience were like thorns, and they seemed to be saying, what nonsense are you talking about, what's the point of this kind of inadequacy?

But because Master Feng and Meng Wenru are too famous, everyone's expressions are just disapproval, and they haven't done anything yet.

Master Feng quickly shook his head: "This is not what it used to be, this is not what it used to be."

Shao Yichen in the background looked at Xu Ze who was surrounded by the crowd.

He had never felt that this kind of babbling drama was disgusting.

But just now when Xu Ze opened his mouth, Shao Yichen couldn't help but move to the side, watching him on the stage with those people.

So beautiful, so beautiful that it makes me feel uncomfortable.

As soon as Xu Ze got off the stage, the class master surrounded him and threw all the compliments at him, making Xu Ze blush, subconsciously searched around, and when he saw Shao Yichen, he immediately walked up to Shao Yichen and said, "Are you okay, I was still worried about you when I was on stage."

Shao Yichen was stunned for a moment: "It's okay."

As he spoke, he stood directly beside Xu Ze, like a wolf cub. Anyone who wanted to stand beside Xu Ze had to pass him.

Everyone in Liyuan heard what Xu Ze sang just now, and everyone was impressed by his voice.

This is the pillar.

Even Yan Di's expression was a little weird, and suddenly she felt her voice was getting better.

But what's the use of getting better, what should he do with the gems in front of him?

But if there is no jealousy, looking at Xu Ze's actions, you can tell that he has worked hard.

Talented but still working hard, what should ordinary people do?

Yan Di vaguely knew that he didn't have to protect his reputation as a pillar, and he definitely couldn't.

In the future, there will only be one pillar in this pear garden, and that will be Xu Ze.

The backstage is bustling, everyone knows it!

Their pear orchard is about to flourish again.

"Excuse me, is the character who just sang Xiaohong here?" A clear voice came.

Everyone looked over, and everyone knew each other.

It turned out to be Meng Wenru, the only son of a salt merchant.

Usually Meng Wenru is very proud, why did he come backstage?

"Hello, I am." Xu Ze nodded, "What's the matter?"

Could it be that he sang badly and was approached by the audience?

Meng Wenru walked over quickly, obviously agitated, grabbed Xu Ze's hand and said, "How much did Lord Hou buy you back then, I will pay double!"

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