Actor he doesn't want to be a eunuch

Chapter 442 Even if they meet, they should not know
"This is Qian's second child. He looks really handsome."

Leaving the lecture hall, the students either went to class or to the self-study room in pairs.

Discussions started in several doctoral institutes of physics departments.

"Boys look like moms."

"I think Professor Qian is quite handsome, he is a real academic master."

"Open-minded and well-spoken."

"Everyone will respect such a person. If he says a few words, no one from the school will question Qian Chen again."

"Actually, there is nothing to question. People can do whatever they want."

"Yes, even if you sell sweet potatoes or pork after graduating with a Ph.

"It's actually jealousy."

"It's none of our business, let's write a paper."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu's mobile phone is recruiting, are you going?"

"It sounds like I'm going to go."

"This time is different. Dongchen Technology recruits fewer people. Many projects are cooperated with universities or directly with professors. Xiaoyu Mobile is their newly established subsidiary with a dedicated mobile phone research and development team."

"How is the treatment?"

"Boss Qian's original words are number one in the world."

"It can not only conduct scientific research, but also make money. Let me vote for one."

Father Qian did not go with his son.

Pretend not to know it.

"No, no, what am I going to do when you have a meeting? I have to go to the theater after the meeting." Dad Qian waved his hand.

Dad Qian's student and Qian Chen's mentor could only sigh in the background.

But it's not good to criticize anything, after all, the old man is old.

For the student of Dad Qian's student, that is, Qian Chen, his mentor's heart is broken.

For a few moments, the instructor suspected that he was not doing well.

Let a good seedling of physics hate physics.

Hearing what Dad Qian said now, he also felt a sense of relief.

Dad Qian went out to the subway station, he wanted to take the subway to Mei University.

"Dad, where are you going? I'll give you a ride." The car stopped by the side of the road, and Qian Chen opened the door.

Impossible to pretend not to see.

Although he is in a hurry to put on makeup now.

Dad Qian didn't refuse, because the place he was going was very close, and his son was not polite at all.

"Hi Mr. Qian!"

Sitting in the car, the driver said hello nervously.

Even if you have become mentally ill, you can't be fearless.

Now this emotion is called awe.

"It's Xiaotian, why are you here, oh yes, look at my brain, my memory is really bad, you followed Chenchen."

Father Qian also knew Tian Jinghao.

He also remembered that this child, who was said to be not very serious, left the institute, and still did not forget to work hard, and began to study for a doctoral course.

Such a child is good.

Comparing it to his own son, he actually has to be in the entertainment industry.

It would be a lie to say I have no regrets.

Professor Pu's son went to the entertainment circle.

The son asked his opinion.

He said that if you want to go, you can go, don't ask me, if you ask, you don't agree.

The mood is roughly the same.

What I said before was just to help my son out of the siege, and at the same time tell everyone, why don't you use this kind of thing to embarrass my son.

Deep down, I still hope that my son can inherit the mantle.

"Where are you going, teacher?" Tian Jinghao asked.

"Mei Da." Dad Qian replied.

"Uh..." Tian Jinghao was very curious about Qian Chen's expression, it was really flooding the Dragon King Temple.

"Is it very difficult?"

Did Nizi want to drive his father away?
It was obviously very close, so it was sent there casually. It is afternoon, and it is not a peak season.

"On the way, very on the way." Tian Jinghao said hastily.

"My friend also bought a ticket for Mei University, but said that tonight's show has been changed, so why do you still have your ticket tomorrow?" Qian Chen asked curiously.

"Hey, last time I encountered ticket changes, I found out that VIP tickets won't change, so I bought all VIP tickets." Dad Qian was very proud.

Well, spend hundreds of dollars to buy VIP tickets.

Dad's private money seems to be quite rich, he deserves to be the president of the past.

The distance is not far, more than ten minutes.

And it's very special along the way.

"Teacher, we're here." Tian Jinghao stopped the car.

"Dad, let's take a taxi next time, you can even buy a VIP box for several hundred yuan, what's the starting fee for a taxi?" Qian Chen complained about his father.

I hope his dad didn't watch his two shows.

"Oh, let's go, let's go and do your work. I'll have some tea first, and then listen to the play."

Oops, look at this posture, there is still time for tea.

It is estimated that it happened to be my two games.

"How about we just recruit?" Tian Jinghao drove the car into the underground parking lot.

Qian Chen went up along the staff passage.

"Fuck you, you don't know how annoying my dad's theater friends are. They are addicted to food and don't know anything. I don't want to sing for them all day long." Qian Chen was speechless.

"Hey, it's very exciting to think about it. Dress up my son as a little girl and sing on stage." Tian Jinghao smiled geigeigei.

"Crazy, perverted!"

Qian Chen scolded, isn't it just crazy.

"I admit that I'm crazy, but how dare you call me perverted? Aren't you even more perverted than me?" Tian Jinghao held Qian Chen's things and insisted that Qian Chen was more perverted.

You are all dressed up as women.

More than once.

Qian Chen went into the backstage, took a short rest, and had some polite greetings with the people here.

After communicating with the accompanist, I started to make up.

A group of people gathered around him.

These people are all professional, and they won't laugh at him for having a beard and wearing women's clothing.

"Everyone Qian, it's done."

"go!"

Qian Chen sang [-]% ​​off today, and left after singing.

People who come to listen to operas at Mei Dalai are no strangers to changing scenes temporarily. After all, operas are performed live, and people may encounter troubles.

This morning, the audience was notified by text messages.

Said that the originally scheduled track has been changed, and the arrangement can be made tomorrow, and the ticket can also be refunded in full. Sorry for the inconvenience caused.

The first and third floors are ordinary tickets, depending on the location, there are expensive and cheap ones.

VIP box on the second floor.

The most expensive 2080 one.

Mei University has a total of five boxes, usually only four are open, but the middle one is also open today, which means that there are unusual people coming to listen to the opera.

Dad Qian chose the "Palace of Eternal Life" today.

There are [-] seats in total, and the view is very good.

Gradually, there are more people inside, and there are also acquaintances, who are wondering who changed today.

No news either.

Under normal circumstances, if a singer cannot be on stage temporarily, the rescuers must be of the same level, and it will only be better and not worse.

Rescue is also about qualifications.

Whether the ticket is refundable or not depends on the situation, generally it is non-refundable, unless it is directed at the singer.

But today was different. They didn't tell who came to save the scene at all, so many people in the VIP box had their tickets refunded.

"Teacher Meng?"

Dad Qian saw a person coming in and took a closer look. This is Mr. Meng, the famous Qiu faction who was supposed to be on stage tonight.

"Mr. Qian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Teacher Meng obviously knew Dad Qian.

Everyone else in the box also looked over.

Oh, the situation is really weird. Mr. Meng, who was supposed to sing "Five Dragons Locked" on stage tonight, appeared in the audience.

Judging by his energy, it was obvious that he couldn't be on stage for some reason.

Then who will be on stage?

Those who came to listen to the play today really didn't just come here casually.

Mr. Meng is best at "The Case of Guillotine Beauty", "Exploring the Yin Mountain", "Locking the Five Dragons", "Meeting the Queen: Fighting the Dragon Robe" and so on.

He sang Shan Xiongxin in "Locking Five Dragons", which is a classic.

Someone pushed him to be the most colorful face in the world!

All the people greeted each other.

There is no shortage of prominent figures like Dad Qian here, but they are all theater friends here, and they are very enthusiastic when they see Mr. Meng.

"Who is waiting to take the stage?"

"Qianliuqian everyone." Mr. Meng is actually not very familiar with him. He sings Peking Opera.

A typical Northern faction.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Qian. I've heard of them singing Kunqu opera." They are all senior theater fans, and they can also consume VIP boxes on a daily basis.

It's not surprising that some of them have occasionally heard Qian Chen sing.

"Could it be the one who was invited by Hengdian to hold a special show?" An old man said angrily, "I went three times, but I didn't meet him once. Zhekun arranged some newcomers to come on stage."

"I just heard that. There will be a series of events later, one discount for "Lucky Moon Palace" and one discount for "Furong Pavilion." Mr. Meng said with a smile.

"What is the source of this money, so that Mr. Meng gave way?" Someone asked.

"I heard he came back from overseas? You have to ask Mr. Meng."

Mr. Meng shook his head: "I have never met. I heard people say that the level is very good, and I am not very young. There is hope for the revitalization of Kunqu Opera."

He is not angry about changing his field.

All genres in the opera world are highly respected, so it must not be aimless.

I have listened to that part of the opera party many times.

But I always wanted to listen to it live, and today is the chance.

"Hey, this Qian is also surnamed Qian, Mr. Qian, do you have any Liyuan children living overseas in your family?" someone asked Qian's father.

Dad Qian shook his head: "Probably not."

In fact, he was not sure, the Qian family looked too big to outsiders.

A group of people chatted.

Several well-known Liyuan disciples entered the box one after another.

This is more lively.

Qian Chen didn't know about his father's situation, and he didn't care too much about the fact that many people in the opera circle came to listen to the opera after hearing the news.

The reason why he was on stage was because he wanted to sing.

Not to please the audience.

Not for fame.

Singing, calligraphy and painting, and playing the piano are his favorite things, and he loves them from the bottom of his heart, and everything he does for them is just to please himself.

The accompaniment sounded and the curtain opened.

"Lucky Moon Palace" begins.

Qian Chen didn't make the opening remarks, and started singing without a word of nonsense.

Very invested, the audience below can feel it.

Originally, there were some doubts in my heart, but I was quickly attracted in.

Mr. Meng also closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Mr. Meng listens to operas from a different angle than other opera fans.

It's not that he has never heard of Kunqu Opera, and he has also heard the recordings and broadcasts of Qian Dali's arias about Mr. Qian, but Mr. Qian's Kunqu opera feels novel every time he hears it.

Especially the singing method is extremely novel.

No wonder everyone wants to hear more.

I have been comparing it with my own singing style, and I can really learn a lot from it.

Others say that he is the most colorful face, but he himself is not so arrogant.

It's a pity that everyone's repertoire is a bit too tender.

It made him feel unsatisfied and itchy.

I don't know what it feels like to sing some heroic songs.

　Milk Book, Siheyuan: Why is my time travel so ugly, it seems that I can click directly
　　
　
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 442 Even if they meet, they should not know
"This is Qian's second child. He looks really handsome."

Leaving the lecture hall, the students either went to class or to the self-study room in pairs.

Discussions started in several doctoral institutes of physics departments.

"Boys look like moms."

"I think Professor Qian is quite handsome, he is a real academic master."

"Open-minded and well-spoken."

"Everyone will respect such a person. If he says a few words, no one from the school will question Qian Chen again."

"Actually, there is nothing to question. People can do whatever they want."

"Yes, even if you sell sweet potatoes or pork after graduating with a Ph.

"It's actually jealousy."

"It's none of our business, let's write a paper."

"Oh, by the way, Xiaoyu's mobile phone is recruiting, are you going?"

"It sounds like I'm going to go."

"This time is different. Dongchen Technology recruits fewer people. Many projects are cooperated with universities or directly with professors. Xiaoyu Mobile is their newly established subsidiary with a dedicated mobile phone research and development team."

"How is the treatment?"

"Boss Qian's original words are number one in the world."

"It can not only conduct scientific research, but also make money. Let me vote for one."

Father Qian did not go with his son.

Pretend not to know it.

"No, no, what am I going to do when you have a meeting? I have to go to the theater after the meeting." Dad Qian waved his hand.

Dad Qian's student and Qian Chen's mentor could only sigh in the background.

But it's not good to criticize anything, after all, the old man is old.

For the student of Dad Qian's student, that is, Qian Chen, his mentor's heart is broken.

For a few moments, the instructor suspected that he was not doing well.

Let a good seedling of physics hate physics.

Hearing what Dad Qian said now, he also felt a sense of relief.

Dad Qian went out to the subway station, he wanted to take the subway to Mei University.

"Dad, where are you going? I'll give you a ride." The car stopped by the side of the road, and Qian Chen opened the door.

Impossible to pretend not to see.

Although he is in a hurry to put on makeup now.

Dad Qian didn't refuse, because the place he was going was very close, and his son was not polite at all.

"Hi Mr. Qian!"

Sitting in the car, the driver said hello nervously.

Even if you have become mentally ill, you can't be fearless.

Now this emotion is called awe.

"It's Xiaotian, why are you here, oh yes, look at my brain, my memory is really bad, you followed Chenchen."

Father Qian also knew Tian Jinghao.

He also remembered that this child, who was said to be not very serious, left the institute, and still did not forget to work hard, and began to study for a doctoral course.

Such a child is good.

Comparing it to his own son, he actually has to be in the entertainment industry.

It would be a lie to say I have no regrets.

Professor Pu's son went to the entertainment circle.

The son asked his opinion.

He said that if you want to go, you can go, don't ask me, if you ask, you don't agree.

The mood is roughly the same.

What I said before was just to help my son out of the siege, and at the same time tell everyone, why don't you use this kind of thing to embarrass my son.

Deep down, I still hope that my son can inherit the mantle.

"Where are you going, teacher?" Tian Jinghao asked.

"Mei Da." Dad Qian replied.

"Uh..." Tian Jinghao was very curious about Qian Chen's expression, it was really flooding the Dragon King Temple.

"Is it very difficult?"

Did Nizi want to drive his father away?
It was obviously very close, so it was sent there casually. It is afternoon, and it is not a peak season.

"On the way, very on the way." Tian Jinghao said hastily.

"My friend also bought a ticket for Mei University, but said that tonight's show has been changed, so why do you still have your ticket tomorrow?" Qian Chen asked curiously.

"Hey, last time I encountered ticket changes, I found out that VIP tickets won't change, so I bought all VIP tickets." Dad Qian was very proud.

Well, spend hundreds of dollars to buy VIP tickets.

Dad's private money seems to be quite rich, he deserves to be the president of the past.

The distance is not far, more than ten minutes.

And it's very special along the way.

"Teacher, we're here." Tian Jinghao stopped the car.

"Dad, let's take a taxi next time, you can even buy a VIP box for several hundred yuan, what's the starting fee for a taxi?" Qian Chen complained about his father.

I hope his dad didn't watch his two shows.

"Oh, let's go, let's go and do your work. I'll have some tea first, and then listen to the play."

Oops, look at this posture, there is still time for tea.

It is estimated that it happened to be my two games.

"How about we just recruit?" Tian Jinghao drove the car into the underground parking lot.

Qian Chen went up along the staff passage.

"Fuck you, you don't know how annoying my dad's theater friends are. They are addicted to food and don't know anything. I don't want to sing for them all day long." Qian Chen was speechless.

"Hey, it's very exciting to think about it. Dress up my son as a little girl and sing on stage." Tian Jinghao smiled geigeigei.

"Crazy, perverted!"

Qian Chen scolded, isn't it just crazy.

"I admit that I'm crazy, but how dare you call me perverted? Aren't you even more perverted than me?" Tian Jinghao held Qian Chen's things and insisted that Qian Chen was more perverted.

You are all dressed up as women.

More than once.

Qian Chen went into the backstage, took a short rest, and had some polite greetings with the people here.

After communicating with the accompanist, I started to make up.

A group of people gathered around him.

These people are all professional, and they won't laugh at him for having a beard and wearing women's clothing.

"Everyone Qian, it's done."

"go!"

Qian Chen sang [-]% ​​off today, and left after singing.

People who come to listen to operas at Mei Dalai are no strangers to changing scenes temporarily. After all, operas are performed live, and people may encounter troubles.

This morning, the audience was notified by text messages.

Said that the originally scheduled track has been changed, and the arrangement can be made tomorrow, and the ticket can also be refunded in full. Sorry for the inconvenience caused.

The first and third floors are ordinary tickets, depending on the location, there are expensive and cheap ones.

VIP box on the second floor.

The most expensive 2080 one.

Mei University has a total of five boxes, usually only four are open, but the middle one is also open today, which means that there are unusual people coming to listen to the opera.

Dad Qian chose the "Palace of Eternal Life" today.

There are [-] seats in total, and the view is very good.

Gradually, there are more people inside, and there are also acquaintances, who are wondering who changed today.

No news either.

Under normal circumstances, if a singer cannot be on stage temporarily, the rescuers must be of the same level, and it will only be better and not worse.

Rescue is also about qualifications.

Whether the ticket is refundable or not depends on the situation, generally it is non-refundable, unless it is directed at the singer.

But today was different. They didn't tell who came to save the scene at all, so many people in the VIP box had their tickets refunded.

"Teacher Meng?"

Dad Qian saw a person coming in and took a closer look. This is Mr. Meng, the famous Qiu faction who was supposed to be on stage tonight.

"Mr. Qian, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Teacher Meng obviously knew Dad Qian.

Everyone else in the box also looked over.

Oh, the situation is really weird. Mr. Meng, who was supposed to sing "Five Dragons Locked" on stage tonight, appeared in the audience.

Judging by his energy, it was obvious that he couldn't be on stage for some reason.

Then who will be on stage?

Those who came to listen to the play today really didn't just come here casually.

Mr. Meng is best at "The Case of Guillotine Beauty", "Exploring the Yin Mountain", "Locking the Five Dragons", "Meeting the Queen: Fighting the Dragon Robe" and so on.

He sang Shan Xiongxin in "Locking Five Dragons", which is a classic.

Someone pushed him to be the most colorful face in the world!

All the people greeted each other.

There is no shortage of prominent figures like Dad Qian here, but they are all theater friends here, and they are very enthusiastic when they see Mr. Meng.

"Who is waiting to take the stage?"

"Qianliuqian everyone." Mr. Meng is actually not very familiar with him. He sings Peking Opera.

A typical Northern faction.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Qian. I've heard of them singing Kunqu opera." They are all senior theater fans, and they can also consume VIP boxes on a daily basis.

It's not surprising that some of them have occasionally heard Qian Chen sing.

"Could it be the one who was invited by Hengdian to hold a special show?" An old man said angrily, "I went three times, but I didn't meet him once. Zhekun arranged some newcomers to come on stage."

"I just heard that. There will be a series of events later, one discount for "Lucky Moon Palace" and one discount for "Furong Pavilion." Mr. Meng said with a smile.

"What is the source of this money, so that Mr. Meng gave way?" Someone asked.

"I heard he came back from overseas? You have to ask Mr. Meng."

Mr. Meng shook his head: "I have never met. I heard people say that the level is very good, and I am not very young. There is hope for the revitalization of Kunqu Opera."

He is not angry about changing his field.

All genres in the opera world are highly respected, so it must not be aimless.

I have listened to that part of the opera party many times.

But I always wanted to listen to it live, and today is the chance.

"Hey, this Qian is also surnamed Qian, Mr. Qian, do you have any Liyuan children living overseas in your family?" someone asked Qian's father.

Dad Qian shook his head: "Probably not."

In fact, he was not sure, the Qian family looked too big to outsiders.

A group of people chatted.

Several well-known Liyuan disciples entered the box one after another.

This is more lively.

Qian Chen didn't know about his father's situation, and he didn't care too much about the fact that many people in the opera circle came to listen to the opera after hearing the news.

The reason why he was on stage was because he wanted to sing.

Not to please the audience.

Not for fame.

Singing, calligraphy and painting, and playing the piano are his favorite things, and he loves them from the bottom of his heart, and everything he does for them is just to please himself.

The accompaniment sounded and the curtain opened.

"Lucky Moon Palace" begins.

Qian Chen didn't make the opening remarks, and started singing without a word of nonsense.

Very invested, the audience below can feel it.

Originally, there were some doubts in my heart, but I was quickly attracted in.

Mr. Meng also closed his eyes and listened quietly.

Mr. Meng listens to operas from a different angle than other opera fans.

It's not that he has never heard of Kunqu Opera, and he has also heard the recordings and broadcasts of Qian Dali's arias about Mr. Qian, but Mr. Qian's Kunqu opera feels novel every time he hears it.

Especially the singing method is extremely novel.

No wonder everyone wants to hear more.

I have been comparing it with my own singing style, and I can really learn a lot from it.

Others say that he is the most colorful face, but he himself is not so arrogant.

It's a pity that everyone's repertoire is a bit too tender.

It made him feel unsatisfied and itchy.

I don't know what it feels like to sing some heroic songs.

　Milk Book, Siheyuan: Why is my time travel so ugly, it seems that I can click directly
　　
　
(End of this chapter)