Director of the Centre

Chapter 248 The Sky of History

It's strange to say that when Song Xiuyan was in the background, he still looked distracted and muttering, but when he appeared in front of everyone, he suddenly raised his head, and when his eyes rolled, there was a wave of smoke, which made everyone's heart tremble .

He was wearing a mask and a costume. Although he didn't paint his face, he stood there like a fairy sister who came out of the painting.

As soon as the embroidered mouth is spit out, it is sweet and clear.

"Frequently thinking about it, I secretly think about it!"

The following dozens of listeners know the goods, and they know that today they have heard the performance of a professional actor, and this actor is still the best.They couldn't help shouting at the same time: "Ah——"

The word "ah" is a chime in Sichuan opera, used to heighten the atmosphere.

Song Xiuyan continued to sing: "I don't know when I will relieve my sorrow, because I used a plan to marry an adulterer, and the old thief never left the singing room. He often said in my ear that he would definitely give me the title of Zhaoyang when he became a king. Father and daughter How can I be greedy for glory and change my heart..."

The singing immediately attracted everyone's attention. With the development and changes of the character's inner emotions, Song Xiuyan was caught or released, and the singing was ups and downs, combining strength and softness.

The people below were fascinated by what they heard, Boss Yi's face changed, and he said to Tao Tao: "It's amazing, it takes at least ten years of skill, and a famous teacher will produce a good student!"

"It's not ten years, it's only six months." On Tao Tao's face, she was both displeased and surprised.

She brought Xiao Song here today, in fact, to warm up the doll, and test Xiao Song's presence by the way.

In fact, I don't have any expectations in my heart, as long as the performance is not smashed and the performance can be completed, it will be considered a success.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiuyan gave her a big surprise.

Song Xiuyan has sung this "Feng Yi Ting" several times before, how should I say it when he was learning to sing, it was only quite satisfactory.I am already familiar with where to start, where to carry on, how to turn, where to breathe, and how to say that word.

Singing today, he also used the method he taught back then.But...But, unlike when she was studying opera and finished her homework step by step, Song Xiuyan was facing the audience for the first time, and she seemed to be crazy.

He seems to have turned into Diao Chan, pouring out the pent up agitated and resentful feelings in his heart: "Although I am not as good as Feiyan, I can be like Xizi in Wang Qiang, how many heroines..."

This is a high-pitched voice, and he has completely let go: "I have a dragon-slaying sword hidden in my sleeve!"

……

In that period of history that has gone away, it is indeed the shadow of swords and swords, and the sound of drums and horns is not dim.

Flying in front of the eyes are all lofty ambitions.

This is the sky of history and the home of the soul of a nation.

……

Tears welled up in Tao Tao's eyes, and Song Xiuyan's performance was unexpectedly good.

His sense of stage, his talent is even better than Ding Nanyu.

Xiao Ding was only acting when he came on stage, but he was living in the story, living the original appearance of the character.

……

Boss Yi had enough drama addiction today, and was so happy that he wanted to stay with Tao Tao and his apprentice for dinner, saying that the Cantonese chef at the restaurant in the villa was very good.

Song Xiuyan seemed abnormal again, and couldn't help saying: "I still need to stretch my back, practice "Three Sacrifice to the River", I want to go home, I want to go home."

Tao Tao: "No, we don't eat out."

The trouble with dining out is that you don't know what seasonings the chef puts in. The voice is the god of opera actors, which has nothing to do with life, but higher than life.

Tao Tao's voice fell down, and Ding Nanyu's voice broke. Naturally, he didn't want such a thing to happen to Song Xiuyan.

……

"A few stars are shining in the sky of history, and there is a heroic spirit in the world, galloping freely!" After returning home, Tao Tao happily hummed a song.

"Sister, what's the matter with you, so excited?" Han Lu asked with a smile: "Then Boss Yi doesn't keep dinner, if I am so angry, I can still sing?"

"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. Since you became the director, look at what your stomach has become. If you don't know, you may think you have ascites."

She spoke harshly, and Han Lu was not angry: "A gentleman is not serious but not powerful. There are two hundred people in the unit, and they can't hold down the hall without a little weight. How about it, how well Xiao Song sings, as long as you have fun."

Song Xiuyan studied art with Tao Tao for half a year, and Han Lu didn't take it seriously. Tao Tao has a sustenance, and her mental state is good, as long as she doesn't bother herself.

Tao Tao: "Very good."

"It's so good."

Tao Tao thought for a while, and said, "As far as his performance on stage is concerned, he is better than all the actors in the center."

"This evaluation is a bit high."

"No, no, even in the same age group in our province, he should be the top card. What he lacks is stage experience, just perform more. It should not be difficult to win the Wenhua Plum Blossom Award in his lifetime, but he still needs to work hard. "

"Hiss—" Han Lu took a deep breath, "You're not joking, are you?"

Tao Tao: "I'm not joking. There is a kind of person called a genius in the world, and Xiao Song is that."

Han Lu didn't know what to say for a moment.

At this time, the child Han Jin rushed over angrily, threw the composition text on the table in front of his parents, and shouted: "It's hard to go out to play, so that people can write essays, unhappy, unhappy, too unhappy gone."

Tao Tao was furious: "What's your attitude, you are still throwing things in front of me? You are not happy, you even took Song Xiuyan to pull out the feathers of the peacocks that were fed in other people's villas. You ran away by yourself, and the peacocks chased you away. Xiao Song can't stop pecking. You throw things, you throw things, and see how I deal with you. Xiao Han, bring a feather duster."

Han Xiaomei yelled, "Grandpa, Grandpa, Han Lu is going to beat me, help me!"

Han Guoqing was furious: "Why did you beat my good grandson? Is she not doing well in school? You sent my sister to live with the teacher, and you can only go home on weekends. You have deprived me of family happiness, and you are very unfilial and disobedient. Just Even in the past two days of the weekend, you have caused a mess in the house, you bastards! Come on, come on, hit me first, and hit me on the head."

The old man was trembling with anger, and wiped his tears again: "Your mother left early, and I, a bad old man, can only talk to my sister a few words. What a good child, you still beat her?"

With a father protecting the calf, Han Lu was very desperate for the education of his children.I had no choice but to pick up Han Jin's composition to read, and after reading only a few lines, I couldn't help but yelled: "Sister, there is a situation, you should also read my sister's composition."

Tao Tao: "Don't look at it."

Han Lu stuffed the composition into her hands, and smiled wryly: "You really have to read it carefully. This matter concerns your beloved disciple. I have a hunch that he has a big problem."

"Xiao Song, what's wrong with him?" Tao Tao took the composition.

In an instant, her face turned pale.

Han Jin's composition has about a hundred words, it is not long, but it contains a lot of information.

(End of this chapter)