The giant is me

The drama club of the school where the third brother works is one of the school's traditional clubs. It has a long history and is highly valued. Therefore, dominating a small drama theater can be widely publicized in various places in the school.

Unfortunately, when the play started, there were still very few people in the auditorium, and only a few people who were obviously the instructors entered the venue early and entered the box to wait.

The system considerately added the background: [Film and television in this era all use electronic actors. The industry of traditional actors was identified as an endangered industry two years ago, while traditional dramas and dramas have already become antiques and are very, very unpopular with young people. people welcome. ]

[Using electronic actors? ] The cub opened its golden eyes slightly, its cheeks puffed up, showing a bit of anger, [Just this kind of thing that has no emotional fluctuations and is completely deduced by programming? ]

The system recalled the host's previous experience of reaching the top in the entertainment circle, and coughed dryly: [After all, real actors are paid a lot, they are difficult to manage, and their level varies, and they are far less stable than electronic actors.For a period of time, the value of actor-level actors rose sharply, but opportunities for new actors dwindled, and a century later, the industry of actors was weakened. ]

Tang Ying looked disgusted, and took a sip of the hot milk prepared by the third brother, Xiaoke: [The use of electronic actors is also beneficial, at least it reduces the cost of film production, as well as the production threshold, and even makes it possible for a single person to make a film. Over time, there will indeed be a large number of wonderful works emerging. ]

[However, a movie should be a finished product refined by the director, screenwriter, actors and other departments. ] He looked at the opera that had started below, and said softly.

After all, it is a drama club with a long history. The music, costumes, and acting skills are all above the standard line. Some of the formal regulations are slightly different from what Tang Ying understands, probably because of the different background settings of the world.

Gradually, two or three students began to be attracted by the music, entered the small theater, found a seat to sit down, and seriously watched this long-buried traditional culture.

This is a traditional comedy. As soon as the female lead came on stage, she sang a brisk solo. She danced like a lark on the stage in a long dress, and her singing was like a stream flowing in the mountains. Unknowingly It makes people smile.

The president represents the side of darkness and oppression. He opened his voice with anger when he appeared on the stage, extremely majestic and resonant. Just listening to it, he felt that the sun ruled the world with its violence and heat, and felt that the iron curtain was rising in the darkness. Also raised it.

Fortunately, in the ensuing confrontation, the heroine was lucky enough to win many times, unaware of the crisis she was in, and the bishop got angry many times, but there was nothing he could do.

In just one hour, the audience below the stage has been completely attracted, and every once in a while, there will be bursts of laughter from the audience.

Even though Tang Ying's eyes are extremely poisonous, he only picks out harmless minor flaws on these leading actors. From an amateur point of view, these people are already qualified. From this point of view, he looks forward to the third brother's more out.

Not long after, the bishop finally decided to bring down the killer, and in the background of lightning, thunder, and storm, he gave the order to cut grass and roots.

With the last thunderclap, the lights went out, as if foreboding.

Just at this moment, accompanied by a brisk music, a light was cast in the center, and a gentleman as handsome as Apollo appeared on the stage. He was wearing a very well-fitting suit, and his brilliant blond hair was woven like sunshine under the spotlight. Smiling eyes looked down, and all the audience in the audience were moved in their hearts——

He is looking at me.

Immediately afterwards, many people subconsciously activated the optical brain shooting function, unable to control their desire to preserve the ultimate beauty of this moment.

Even Tang Ying couldn't help sitting up straight, admiring secretly in his heart, his third brother was born to be a cosmic superstar, as long as he stepped on the stage, this person instinctively knew how to show himself, how to tyrannically attract and snatch everyone. one's attention.

At this time, the audience is completely immersed in the beauty of the new character, forgetting that the previous plot has progressed to a dangerous place, or, everyone has believed at the moment Tang Shan appeared that this handsome gentleman will definitely Be a light in the darkness, save the whole situation without a doubt.

Until... the gentleman began to sing.

Snapped--

The milk cup in Tang Ying's hand fell off, and he fell to the ground dead to pieces. The nanny robot next to him turned on the red light, picked up the cub and put it on the sofa on the other side, started the cleaning mode, and started cleaning.

During the whole process, Tang Ying was completely petrified.

It wasn't just the milk glass that shattered, but also the filter he had been hanging on to.

The system asked worriedly: [Host, are you okay? ]

[I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me,] A fake happy smile appeared on the cub's face.

In the next second, I saw the cub crumpled on the sofa like a ball of milk, and couldn't help but let out a small growl: "Wow~"

System: It's over, it's over, the child is stupid.

Tang Ying sat up with his tail in his arms, with a dejected expression: [Third brother can still be saved, right, at least this voice is speechless. ]

Indeed, Tang Shan's voice is unique, it can be described as a good voice that seems to have been kissed by God, ethereal and clear, very contagious and penetrating, as if a feather gently sweeps across the soul, bringing out the subtlest and most delicate voice. A deep shudder.

However, with such a handsome person and such an extreme voice, he could sing a song with no ups and downs at all!

Not on tune at all!

These few words were like boulders one after another, hitting Tang Ying's head fiercely, making him feel weak.

With the last point of expectation, Tang Er used 5000 reputation to directly open the detection field of the second brother. The progress bar of the career line was empty, but the reputation value was 1000.

Of course, it is conceivable that this prestige value does not refer to the prestige of the third brother as a talented singer, but it is obtained by relying on a face.

Tang Xiaoying let out a long sigh, wanting to cry but no tears.

He was wrong, when the prestige value is enough, he should open the third brother slot, and see how his career line is progressing!

The only good news is that the data belonging to the big brother opened by the way is currently similar to that of the small boss at the start-up stage, which is a little lower than expected, but it does not rule out the possibility that the current hidden power will turn into a dragon in the future.

The reaction of the audience under the stage was also very subtle. It is undeniable that they were shocked by the appearance and voice at first, but then they couldn't help but have a little doubt in their hearts: there seems to be something wrong with this tune?

Out of respect for the actors, no one opened their mouths at first, they just muttered to themselves, couldn't help but listen carefully, and found that they really seemed out of tune?

After the song was finished, Tang Shan bowed gracefully, only to hear sparse applause from the audience.

He knew that there was a high probability that there would not be many people watching this performance, so he didn't care. He just blinked in the direction of his suspected child before leaving the venue.

Tang Ying, who received the wink, silently hugged his poor self, only feeling a little stomachache: [Damn, why do I feel that third brother feels good about himself, and doesn't feel that he is out of tune at all. ]

System: [Generally speaking, a born tone idiot will sing out of tune by himself, and he won't be able to hear the song out of tune. ]

[No, I don't believe it,] Tang Ying got up and cheered himself up, [Third brother is a person who dreams of becoming a popular singer all over the universe! ]

[Come on, there are no difficult jobs, only brave little Ying! ]

system:……

It hurried to the database to find teaching materials for the children.

This drama finally ended with the victory of justice over evil. At the end of the great comedy of family reunion, all the leading actors bowed and called the curtain.

Tang Shan took off his make-up, rejected the two men and women who were using him as a shield, hummed a song, and ran happily to Tang Ying's box.

"Xiao Ying, what do you think of my singing?" Tang Shan held the child in his arms, and easily lifted it up and down twice, his sapphire blue eyes filled with anticipation.

It doesn't sing well at all.

This sentence spun around in Tang Ying's throat, and he swallowed it silently: "The voice is really nice."

"There is more, there is more." Tang Shan was elated, and the tail behind him seemed to start to wag happily.

Tang Ying couldn't bear it for a while, and racked his brains: "In terms of tone, it is very innovative."

He changed his mind and felt that this was not for the good of the child, and tried again: "Has the president brother made any comments?"

"He," Tang Shan shook his head helplessly, "he always talks about him, and never makes positive comments."

The system is already happy: [It is estimated that the emotional intelligence is not high enough, and I can't think of a euphemism for commenting on my sweetheart. ]

For a moment, Tang Ying remembered the subtle look in his second brother's eyes when this matter was brought up at the dinner table that day, and couldn't help pressing his forehead, and heaved a long sigh.

It never occurred to him that since he was a child, no one had made the third brother realize the truth.

Then, the villain has to let me do it!

Tang Ying sorted out his words, looked at the innocent dog eyes of the third brother, and smiled, "Actually, third brother, I think your music still has room for improvement."

"You think so too, don't you?" Tang Shan didn't mean to be offended at all, but became excited, holding the cub's hands with a very sincere expression, "I always felt that there was something missing in my songs before."

Yes, just missing the tone.

Very good, the third brother can still realize the shortcomings. Tang Ying felt relieved, looked at the few textbooks listed out by the system thoughtfully, and said, "First of all, third brother, let's do the following exercises tomorrow..."

As the milky cub said, he found a piece of paper and a pen in the private room, and wrote extremely immature handwriting.

Tang Shan watched the cub earnestly write down a few requests, and immediately agreed without hesitation.

It was this that made Tang Ying a little uneasy. The cub stood up, folded his arms around his chest, and said in the usual tone of a little adult, "Third brother, why are you so easy to deceive? A five-year-old child can easily persuade you."

Tang Shan put away the paper, squatted down, and put his hands on the cub's shoulders: "If it makes sense, you should listen to it, instead of thinking that children don't understand anything."

"What's more," he smiled heartily, as if covering his body with the sun, and pressed his forehead against Tang Ying's, "Our little Ying is a genius, I know it."

The cub's ears were reddish, and he pushed the third brother away: "Then be serious, I am your teacher now, the first rule is not to touch the teacher!"

Tang Shan couldn't help laughing, his melodious voice gently brushed past his ears.

It was too foul, the well-informed Tang Ying couldn't help but feel a little bit more relaxed.