Jinyi champion

Chapter 117
In broad daylight, Zhu Hao suddenly faced two people holding swords. Even though the swords were understood to be just props, if there were no pedestrians passing by, he was afraid that the other party would commit murder in the street.

Zhu Hao said: "I don't intend to offend, I just want to know if you are really capable of integrating into the troupe... The troupe leader Long was the troupe leader of the troupe you were going to join just now. He told me that you are from the Northwest, not Leji, but He is a street performer who walks everywhere and struggles to survive. My troupe just needs such a talent, so come and ask."

The big man frowned.

Before Zhu Hao said that he had a theater troupe under him, he certainly didn't believe it because of his experience in traveling the world.

However, since Team Leader Long could tell the child what he had said, his credibility increased a lot.

"How about this, the two of you go back with me. If you are really capable, you can join my troupe and perform with my people. I wonder if you have any intentions?"

As Zhu Hao said, he took out two broken pieces of silver from his pocket, "It's more than one or two coins here. If you pass the assessment and prove that you are capable, this is your signing fee."

Seeing that the other party had already given out all the money, the big man frowned and asked, "What is the signing fee?"

Zhu Hao pointed to the yard on the other side of the river: "Look over there, it is the residence of Changyun troupe, a famous big troupe in the south of the Yangtze River. Only in their troupe are there special martial arts performers. Ordinary small troupes may not be able to accept you, but the big troupe To recruit people, you must sign a contract of sale, and according to the regulations, you must be a happy member...

"The so-called signing fee is equivalent to a one-time buyout price. You will sing with my troupe, but you will not sign a contract of sale. How much money you will get for performing in the future, the real price is clearly stated, everything is according to the contract!"

When the child heard this, he looked up at the big man, obviously moved.

The big man pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "I won't join your troupe, but the troupe of that troupe leader Long is really good...we want to sing with him."

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "Eating this bowl of rice in Liyuan depends on your ability. If you are genuine, I will recommend you to Master Long's troupe...it's up to you whether you go or not."

Saying that, Zhu Hao turned around and went back and forth.

The big man hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward to follow, and the child naturally followed.

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"You two, I don't know how you are related? Where are you from?" Zhu Hao asked on the road.

The big man replied: "From the northwest, father and son."

The answer was very straightforward, but very general. It was obvious that he was traveling outside and was very wary of strangers.

The three of them came to the yard where the troupe's troupe was located. As soon as they entered the door, they saw troupe leader Yu Sanhe and the troupe Long chatting with people from Changyun troupe. Zhu Hao didn't want to interrupt, so he sat down by the millstone in the corner of the yard.

The big man who was following Zhu Hao asked, "Who is that?"

"Those who came here to seek cooperation... don't worry, we won't be too late when they leave." Zhu Hao waited quietly after speaking.

Yu San and Squad Leader Long have been talking with members of Changyun Squad. In fact, they have noticed that Zhu Hao brought two people back, but they just remembered that Zhu Hao ordered them not to reveal their identities. Yu San was afraid that Zhu Hao would have something important. For the matter, he handed over the members of Changyun Squad to Squad Leader Long to greet him, and walked towards Zhu Hao.

"...Brother Hao, what is this?"

Yu San had good eyesight, and he never called Zhu Hao "Little Boss" in front of strangers.

Zhu Hao smiled and said to the two people behind him, big and small: "Let me introduce to you, this is the shopkeeper, who is the employer of Team Leader Long. This time, the shopkeeper and Mr. Long are the people who came all the way from Anlu to sing opera..."

The big man Yu San looked him up and down, with distrust showing between his brows, he shook his head and said, "It's not like that."

Yu Sanben had a smile on his face, and his expression changed when he heard the words: "How do you talk? Can I still lie to you?"

Zhu Hao smiled.

The relationship between Leader Long and Yu San, and even Zhu Hao, is indeed beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. Probably the father in front of him who took his son to travel the world can only judge from Yu San's conversation and behavior that Yu San is more like a thug. It doesn't have the aura of the owner.

In fact, people read it right.

Just as they were talking, the members of the Open Cloud Class on the other side left with displeasure on their faces, as if they hadn't reached an agreement.

Zhu Hao saw troupe leader Long with a reluctant face when he went out to see off the guests. Maybe the Changyun troupe offered an olive branch, and the conditions were considered good. In addition, the script was not written by his people, so I have no idea.

"Let's go, set up a stage at random, and let the two of them sing a section. If they sing well, let them sing under the leader Long. Does the shopkeeper have any objections?"

Zhu Hao pretended to ask.

Yu San nodded with a smile: "You've already spoken, so it's no problem."

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When Zhu Hao took Yu Sanhe and the artist father and son to the gate of the courtyard, Team Leader Long just turned back after seeing off the guests, bumped into them head-on, and hurried over to salute.

Leader Long saw the father and son, and his expression was not very good: "Boss, why did you bring them back?"

Leader Long looked down on the father and son, and didn't bother to hide Zhu Hao's identity deliberately, so he directly revealed Zhu Hao's identity in front of the father and son.

When the father and son heard this address, their faces changed.

"Master Long, they want to join your theater troupe. If you don't need him, you can ask him to come to my side." Zhu Hao said with a smile, "I'm short of martial arts students here, but they also asked to join your theater troupe by name, so I I had no choice but to find them back in your name."

Leader Long narrowed his eyes slightly, with an impatient look on his face, as if he was saying, you want to take people away casually, as if I, a part-time worker for you, have the right to interfere with your decision.

Only then did the big man come forward and salute: "Squad Master Long, I wonder if this little master is...?"

Leader Long said: "He is the real boss. It is much better for you to join his team than to join my grass-roots team."

The big man's eyes were blurred.

Belonging to two theater troupes, it sounds like they are not in the same group. How do you call him the owner?
At this time, several people came to the courtyard next door, and Yu San had already gone in to greet Chang Zaiyin to come out.

Chang Zaiyin asked respectfully: "Master, how do you set up the table?"

Zhu Hao said: "It doesn't need to be too big, so let's set up a stage the size of the Eight Immortals' Table. Martial arts depends not only on kung fu, but also on singing. I'll sing a part of it a cappella. Please follow along with my singing, and put your body in the way." Stage posture... in your own way, what do you think?"

At this time, although the father and son knew that Zhu Hao was the boss, they still had the idea of ​​leaving.

The relationship between these people is too chaotic. Before, I wanted to join the troupe of Troupe Long because it was not a big troupe but could make good plays, and I thought it had a bright future.

But the current chaotic situation made the big man feel that this kind of team with an unclear internal structure has no future at all.

"We appreciate the kindness of the little master, but..."

The big man declined Zhu Hao's kindness.

Zhu Hao said with a smile: "Don't rush to refuse, where is acting not acting? If you want to become famous, don't you have the courage to take risks?" Speaking of this, he raised the broken silver in his hand, "This money is nothing The signing fee is just a lottery, as long as you sing well, you can take it away."

After Zhu Hao said this, the big man hesitated.

For street performers who travel the world, money is the most reliable thing that can be close to and bring a stable life.

Zhu Hao said: "I'll sing first, you guys listen, let the two troupe be witnesses!"

Before the father and son could refuse, Zhu Hao jumped onto the temporary platform by himself.

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As the owner of the troupe, Zhu Hao wrote the script and taught the singing before, but he never performed on stage.

Although it was just a temporary stage right now, the two theater troupes under Zhu Hao put aside their practice and ran to the yard to watch the excitement. They all knew that Zhu Hao's standard was not low, and wanted to see how talented his master was, and how he could The young age supported the pear orchard business in Anlu.

Zhu Hao came to the stage and put on the airs of a martial artist, but he only had a shape.

Mouth sang:

"Blue-faced Dou Erdun, stealing the royal horse.

The red-faced Guan Gong fought in Changsha.

Yellow-faced Dian Wei, white-faced Cao Cao,
The black-faced Zhang Fei...is called Chacha..."

It's just a few lines of the simplest "Rap Face Makeup", don't worry about who Dou Erdun is, this is a character from the late Ming and early Qing Dynasties, you just need to pay attention to the singing.

This section is most suitable for martial arts students to express their stature and posture, so Zhu Hao used it as an assessment question.

If it is said that the father and son still looked down on Zhu Hao before, but when Zhu Hao sang these few lines on the small stage, the singing style and form and meaning were not comparable to that of ordinary troupe.

"it is good!"

The people from the two troupes onlookers of course applauded.

Experts will know if there is any.

If I use this singing and libretto on the stage in the future, won't it win a lot of prizes?Especially if the performer is still the owner, no matter how bad the singing is, it should be applauded!

Otherwise, do you still want to hang out in the theater troupe?
After Zhu Hao sang, he jumped off the stage and looked at the father and son with a smile: "Can you sing?"

The big man nodded: "Little master's singing is similar to my singing in the northwest frontier. You can give it a try."

Zhu Hao smiled knowingly.

Peking Opera originally blended many local operas, and the high-pitched part came from Qin opera. The man found the Northwest singing from it as soon as he heard it, which shows that the way of opera is on the right track.

Yu San reminded: "You go up and sing, but you have to show the style of a martial arts student, and it will be boring if you just sing a few lines lightly!"

The big man felt that he was being underestimated. He raised the long knife and leaped onto the one-meter-square platform. He danced vigorously, and then sang Zhu Hao's words with his singing...

The first time he spoke, his voice was more than ten times louder than Zhu Hao's.

Not to mention the lively people around, you can even hear it on the other side of the river.

He is even more skillful with his hands, playing big swords while singing, especially when he sings "The Red-faced Guan Gong Fights Changsha", his momentum soars for no reason. Under this method, ten or eight heads of the enemy must be beheaded.

There were not a few words in this paragraph. When the big man finished singing, he showed his figure and posture, paused and stood still, and there was no one applauding in the audience.

Everyone looked at Zhu Hao, it seemed that only Zhu Hao was qualified to be the judge.

"Okay, okay, even if you don't accept it...Team Leader Long, it seems that you have no vision. If such a master is not recruited by your side, it will be a big loss for the troupe... It is worth the prize."

Zhu Hao is not the kind of person who likes to play tricks, he sings well, so why not do it for a little money to get his subordinates to do things?

Seeing the big man jumping off the stage, Zhu Hao offered the broken silver, but the big man didn't accept it right away.

Zhu Hao asked: "May I ask you two, what is Gao's name?"

The big man replied: "My father and son's ancestral home is Yansui, and they were originally military households...the humble surname is Guan."

Zhu Hao was stunned.

No wonder the part that sings about Guan Gong is particularly stylish. Yansui Town, the proper birthplace of Qin Opera in northern Shaanxi, is also the Guan family. Can you not work hard when you sing about the good drama of your ancestors?
(End of this chapter)