Arbor dye Acacia

Chapter 111

Tong Qingyuan's performance exceeded Tong Ali's expectations. If Fang Huan did the opposite to win the audience's attention and applause, then Tong Qingyuan really relied on her real skills.

The repertoire played by Tong Qingyuan is "Hungarian Rhapsody No. 19" composed by Hungarian composer Liszt.It is the second of the [-] Hungarian Rhapsody composed by Liszt, and it is also the most famous one.It has always been considered one of the most technically demanding piano solo pieces.

To be honest, Tong Ali has always envied Tong Qingyuan for playing the piano well.But fortunately, this regret was well released by Qiao Yiliang.There is no way, her third brother is very good, he can play, play and sing.

Sometimes Qiao Yiliang would play the piano for her, usually some soothing tunes, such as Romeo and Juliet, such as Autumn Whispers.At that time, she liked to bother him, and she turned around and sat on the piano bench and hugged Qiao Yiliang's waist. Sometimes she fell asleep just listening to Tong Ali, and Qiao Yiliang was helpless in hugging her.

Tong Ali feels that pianists, like singers, need to integrate true emotions.The emotion of the singer is in the voice, and the emotion of the pianist is in the fingers and expression.Tong Qingyuan loves music from the bottom of her heart. In her performance, perhaps her playing skills are immature, but the excitement and depth of the music are remarkable.

At the end of the song, the greasy-faced Tong Ali sat in front of the makeup mirror in the background and applauded Tong Qingyuan sincerely. Of course, she would not admit defeat because of this.

Although she studied Peking Opera for a short time, she was taught by famous masters from beginning to end, and Qiao Yiliang even patiently accompanied her to practice over and over again.

Living up to Qiao Yiliang's expectations, Tong Ali's typhoon is really majestic, and his appearance is also amazingly beautiful.I saw that she was not stage fright at all, her posture was in place, and her charm was also full, which was really amazing.

In order to avoid shortcomings, I really don't have time to hug Buddha's feet.Tong Ali only sang a short part of the "Da Dengdian" part of "Red Maned Horse".

I saw her singing in a low voice, smiling slightly, stepping forward slowly, and the play was narrating, she was singing: "Wang Baochuan looked down with his eyes, Dai Zhannv was dressed like a fairy. No wonder my husband didn't turn around, I have been entangled with her for 18 years. If Bao Chuan is a man, I will also live in her country for a few years. I should not have come to see Li, but she said that Wang's Bao Chuan is not polite. Come forward and hold her hand .My dear sister! Respect my dear sister and listen to me: Take care of my husband Xiliang, and you will take care of him for 18 years."

She is still as gorgeous as ever, without squinting, smiling without showing her teeth, or even showing her sleeves, and walking not fast, but slowly.It is really like a typical ancient traditional woman, bound in the cage of the times, under the authority of her husband, unable to even breathe louder, and never dared to try to breathe loudly.

Tong Ali's play style is also an orthodox play style according to the scriptures, and every move of his hand and foot is beautiful and youthful.However, Tong Ali used her emotions and the vision of a modern woman in the 21st century to interpret Wang Baochuan at this moment.Obviously it is the same libretto, but at this moment, everyone has different feelings. In Tong Ali's performance at this time, Wang Baochuan's gratitude and happiness in the traditional repertoire are not seen. What she sang is also Wang Baochuan's heartfelt depression, Forbearance and desolation.

For 18 years, she turned her back on the whole world for a man, and in the end, she was betrayed by this man again.She had waited for 18 years, 18 years, and it was he who was waiting for him to come, holding Guanghua's bride in his arms, looking at her half-old mistress, how sad...

At this time, Tong Ali looked sad and helpless, singing and looking at the audience resentfully, as if that was the heartbroken Xue Pinggui, and that was the Princess Daizhan with her head held high.

When she sang the line "You take care of my son Xiliang, Duomeng you take care of him for 18 years." There was even a trace of bright red blood flowing down her thin lips, and the two lines of tears were faintly wet her makeup.

Immediately afterwards, with a wake-up call, Tong Ali rolled up his sleeves and exited the front of the screen.

The curtain hangs, the music stops, and Wang Baochuan is gone on the stage, leaving nothing but emptiness.There was silence first, and then thunderous applause.

People who don't understand opera, what they see is whether the performer's appearance is beautiful or not.For those who understand opera, what they watch is Tong Ali's gestures, every look and every subtle expression in Tong Ali's eyes, and what they listen to is her correct singing.

Tong Ali is undoubtedly beautiful. Peking opera adds a bit of righteousness to her seductiveness, and the role of Wang Baochuan makes the usual ice beauty feel pitiful.

Under the stage, Jiang Haibo squinted at Qiao Yiliang, narrowed his beautiful black eyes slightly, and said in a teasing tone, "You have a good eye. Just a moment ago, I wished I could strangle her to death. forget about it."

"Oh, strangle her to death? You don't want the hand holding the gun anymore?" Qiao Yiliang smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to be frozen, and he sat there quietly, tapping his fingers on his knees.With just a warning, his indifferent eyes followed Fang Huan who was standing on the right side of the stage at this time, with a half-smile, and instead of answering the question, he said, "You really don't regret losing Fang Wu?"

(End of this chapter)