Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 99
"Lang is to the flower, sister is to the flower, a couple to the ridge~~~," Huarun's delicate and naive coloratura flowed in the small courtyard, Huo Bingcheng shook his head when he heard it, and was silently stunned from time to time, because he was always caught by the singing The flower sounds in the song irritated the scalp and made the scalp go numb, and the back went all the way.

This is a small garden in Changyin Pavilion. In the accordion four feet above the ground in the center of the garden, Ms. Xu invited Zhang Zhe and Huo Bingcheng to study opera here.

Zhang Zhe learned the most basic piece of "Double Flower" in Huangmei Opera while licking his face. Although there were some mistakes and omissions, he couldn't recite it. Xu Niangzi is extremely talented and can draw inferences from one instance to another, so he learned this piece in a short time.

Hearing Xu Niangzi sing, Huo Bingcheng could hear Lun's voice, but Zhang Zhe still felt a little regretful after hearing it.

One is that it is a pity that the "Huangmei" sung by Ms.

Huo Bingcheng's applause and intoxication did not make Ms. Xu feel the slightest complacency, but Zhang Zhe's silence made her a little worried.

Ms. Xu found that this kind of drama fit her voice very well, and it was full of charm.

According to the rules in their industry, if Zhang Zhe, the "master of the school", said no, she wouldn't even be able to sing a single word of Huangmei Diao.

Zhang Zhe was a little hesitant, but in the end he took out a "secret book" from his sleeve pocket.

This is the most energy-intensive book he has written since he came to Dazheng.The main purpose is to proofread allusions and words that are wrong in the history of both sides, and also copy the Huangmei pronunciation strategy collected from the Internet.

""Pairing of Immortals"?!" Just by looking at the words, one could tell that it was Zhang Zhe's own handwriting, and Ms. Xu snatched it before Huo Bingcheng reached out.

Ms. Xu's neck was reddish, and her voice suddenly dropped eight minutes.

"Is this playbook specially written by Mr. Xin Zhilang and Yutang?"

She raised her head and glanced at the man hopefully, but Zhang Zhe shook her head lightly.

"Someone was in a hurry to ask Ms. Xu to rehearse this play, but it was because August 22 is my wife's birthday. At that time, Zhang wanted to ask Ms. Xu to sing some of the songs in this play with Baoyin, and give my wife a Surprise. Please forgive me for being too blunt. If there is any offense, please bear with me, Miss Xu."

The red color faded, and the patches turned blue and white. Ms. Xu gritted her teeth, her voice was still so soft.

"Lang Jun thinks highly of Yutang, so I should repay you. This song is waiting for my concubine to think about it for a few days, so I invite you to listen to it?"

"I'm not an expert in this way, but I have invited several Huangmei masters today, and now..." Zhang Zhe looked around, then casually pointed to the empty house next door, "I should be waiting here now, Don't get up, you two, these people have weird tempers and never see outsiders, we just listen to them sing through the door."

"Mr. Zhang," Ms. Xu pointed to the next door weakly with a puzzled face, "The door of that room is only open to us. How can your friend get in?"

"The window!" Huo Bingcheng clapped his hands and pointed at Zhang Zhe with a fan, his face full of pride was asking: Look, I guessed it right!

Zhang Zhe didn't answer either, he just asked the two of them to wait a moment, and went into the next door alone.

As expected, there is only this portal here.

Zhang Zhe thought for a while, walked to the window and opened one of them, slightly covering it, and the scene was arranged.

Then he took out a small digital player from his waist.

This recording pen-like device is only the size of a matchbox. Zhang Zhe glued it under the table, and then pressed the switch.

Inside the player is naturally a famous Korean version of "Tianxian Matching Duan".

The first 20 seconds were silent, allowing Zhang Zhe time to walk out of the room, then turned around and closed the door, and stood guard in front of the door with a stool.

"So weird?" Huo Bingcheng was a little displeased with the "people" inside, what a big spectrum!

At this moment, suddenly there was a faint sound of music that Xu Niangzi and Huo Bingcheng had never heard before, and then a beautiful female voice sang slowly: "There are many hanging melons and fruits on the shelves, and the wind blows the rice sea to make golden waves."

This sentence alone is almost connected with three beats of a word, drawing a long arc in people's ears, and the sound, tone, and tone are all beautiful to the extreme.

Ms. Xu was stroking her hair, but she forgot to put her hands down after hearing this sentence.

But Huo Bingcheng was even more unbearable, his mouth was as big as a hole, his big tongue trembled slightly, and his eyes were staring like copper bells.If Zhang Zhe hadn't been prepared to block in front of the door, this guy would have been unable to resist and rushed in.

"This, this... is Huangmei Diao?" Xu Niangzi was so startled that she stopped talking for a moment, and tears of surprise and joy fell down.

The "Master Han" in the room was not at all moved by the two "fools" outside, and sang the second sentence after the music passed the door, speaking a beat faster.

"Yejing still hears people's laughter, after all, the world is happy~~~Let's be happy."

Huo Bingcheng widened his eyes to the maximum, pointed at the door and lowered his voice: "Human world? Immortal!"

Miss Xu gave Huo Bingcheng a hand in dissatisfaction, this is the time when she can speak, don't let her learn.

She opened the book, and before she could say a word, the music suddenly picked up speed.

"Master Han" sang loudly: "I asked the crescent moon in the sky, who can be better than my brother Niulang? I asked the old maple tree by the fence, how many times have I seen my little girl blooming two."

Huo Bingcheng couldn't take it anymore, this song was too evil, after listening to these few lines, there was no accent, it was lubricated by water, the ears couldn't catch it, it seemed that as long as one's breath was long enough, the song could be overwhelmed. Slide all the way to the sky.

"Ask me again about singing in the clear stream, who can compete with me in happy songs~!"

Zhang Zhe just guarded the two people in a daze for half an hour, and played all his selected excerpts from "Pairing of Immortals".

When he went in again, put away the player and came out, the two people were still the same, Huo Bingcheng closed his eyes and refused to wake up, his soul had already followed the Seven Fairies to heaven.And Ms. Xu's eyes were red from crying silently, a book was half wet, and a few words came out of her mouth from time to time.

"Ouch, my feet are numb," a soft cry came from under the next window.

Zhang Zhe's heart tightened immediately, and he immediately turned and went into the next door.

When he opened the window and looked down, he met the girl with numb feet, the distance was only one and a half feet.

Wearing an indigo gauze skirt, revealing the snow-like skin of the neck and a bit of cherry red under the nose, Zhang Zhe's entire field of vision was instantly occupied by a snowy face.Just like the indigo dress holds a pot of the whitest snow, the hair is as black as old ink, and the red lips are like plums in the snow.

The woman couldn't help but look up when she heard someone push the window, and was about to apologize.

But I saw a young man in his eighteenth or nineteenth year looked down with amazed eyes, but said two words rudely.

"so white!"

(End of this chapter)