Entertainment: I became a god at the National Goddess Concert

"Ahem..."

said that, Cheng Qiu didn't know if it was the unwillingness in his heart or because of something, so he coughed fiercely.

Qin Yang hurriedly patted Cheng Qiu's back and poured a glass of water for Cheng Qiu.

This frightened the old woman so much that she stood up directly and exclaimed, "Why don't I call a doctor."

Cheng Qiu waved his hand and stopped the old grandmother.

"Out of the way, out of the way."

Then Cheng Qiu's expression was serious, and his eyes stared at Qin Yang sharply: "Xiao Qin... All these years, it was all the master who was not good.

Cheng Qiu's face was full of guilt at the moment.

Qin Yang shook his head and said, "It was Master who raised me. A teacher for one day, a father for life.

The memories in Qin Yang's mind were like slides, making him feel the warmth of family affection from Cheng Qiu.

"Hey. You are gifted and have a gifted voice, in fact, you are very talented in singing. It's just that the current society is too impetuous, and these people can't appreciate it at all.

The more Cheng Qiu spoke, the more energetic he became, with a feeling of indignation but powerlessness, and his sigh became heavier and heavier.

"As a teacher, I have always had a wish, and I am afraid that it will never be seen again in my lifetime."

Cheng Qiu's eyes were empty, and he was probably recalling the scene when opera was flourishing, and Cheng Qiu often mentioned these things to Qin Yang when he was a child.

"Master, don't be so pessimistic, you still have a long life in your life."

Qin Yang looked at Cheng Qiu in front of him, like an old child, and hurriedly comforted him like a child.

"I know my body. In fact, I just hope that I can see the day when opera flourishes in my lifetime. Chinese people love opera and are willing to learn it. It's just like the original..."

When Qin Yang heard this, he didn't speak, just nodded.

"Also..."

Cheng Qiu looked at Qin Yang with a serious expression.

"Also, Master wants to be able to listen to you sing again. When I was younger, I used to be a horn. I really want to see the day when Xiao Qin is your corner.

Cheng Qiu's expression was complicated, and he didn't know if it was right to impose his wish on Qin Yang.

In fact, he also misses taking Qin Yang everywhere to sing at the beginning, and he didn't let Qin Yang be a corner, which has become the biggest obsession for most of his life.

"Ouch, old man, don't say it, now let's Xiao Qin go to participate in the show "Chinese Singer", and his popularity is running up!"

The grandmother didn't know much about these, but thinking of Qin Yang, who had appeared frequently on TV and the news recently, she said to Cheng Qiu excitedly.

"I've heard others say that Xiao Qin's songs promote our Chinese culture. That's kind of a corner, isn't it? It

can be seen that the old grandmother is also worried about Cheng Qiu and is desperately comforting him.

I saw Cheng Qiu shaking his head, and said a little angrily: "I'll be angry when it comes to this." Xiao Qin, what kind of "Chinese Singer" show are you going to participate in, the people in it are dressed strangely, the man is not like a man, the person is not a shemale or a demon, especially what is the name of what Zhang Jun said!

Qin Yang listened silently, smiled slightly, and just listened carefully to Cheng Qiu's complaints.

"But thanks to your later "Compendium of Materia Medica" to teach him a lesson. It's really a good breath. But..."

Cheng Qiu paused, looking at Qin Yang with some caution...

"Huh?" Qin Yang couldn't laugh or cry in his heart, wondering what made him, an old urchin, show such an expression.

"But I'll tell you the truth, Xiao Qin, you sang that song too fast, Master can't hear it. What's going on with your word-biting skills? To

be honest, when Cheng Qiu was watching the show at the time, Qin Yang didn't reflect what Qin Yang sang after singing the entire "Compendium of Materia Medica", and it wasn't until those judges commented that he probably knew what the lyrics of the song were written.

Later, Cheng Qiu was stunned and listened to this song dozens of times before he barely knew what Qin Yang was singing.

In the past, he couldn't appreciate these raps, but Qin Yang's "Compendium of Materia Medica" made people have endless aftertaste.

"Uh..."

Qin Yang's face was black, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

His style is indeed too different from what his master knows, and it is understandable that the old man will not accept it for a while.

Cheng Qiu looked at Qin Yang's embarrassed expression, but sneered.

This old urchin still likes to tease him so much!

Qin Yang was helpless and had no way to take him.

"Haha, Xiao Qin, you are still so cute! Forget it, to get back to the point, Master doesn't know where you learned these things, and you have indeed gained a lot of popularity. But, you know... None of this can be called a horn in the true sense of the word.

Cheng Qiu returned to his serious state.

Qin Yang nodded, then stood up, with a serious face, hugged his fists, and his eyes were full of determination: "Master rest assured." Disciples listen to the teachings. I will not forget my roots. Next time, I will let you hear our Chinese opera culture in "Chinese Singer"!

At this time, Qin Yang had silently determined the repertoire for the next kick in his heart.

Originally, I thought that I would use the recently added popularity value to exchange for other songs or a wave of lottery to pick and choose...

Now it seems that it is time to promote a wave of opera culture.

"Really? Are you really planning to make a joke in the next game?

Cheng Qiu's eyes widened, feeling a little surprised.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought that the public is not interested in this at the moment... I was worried about Qin Yang again.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

Qin Yang did not waver at all, his eyes were always firm.

"Good! Worthy of my apprentice! Master believes in you! You must remember what Master told you.

Cheng Qiu was also inexplicably full of confidence when he saw Qin Yang's appearance, because he always felt that this child could create miracles.

"Yes. The play has been opened, and all directions come to listen, one party is a human, three parties are ghosts, and four parties are gods. This

sentence is what Cheng Qiu has been teaching Qin Yang since he was a child.

It refers to the beginning of the play, no matter whether there is anyone in the audience or not, you must insist on finishing the singing.

Because this is something left by the ancestors, if mortals don't listen, it doesn't mean that the ghosts and gods don't listen.

Of course, the reason why Qin Yang said this sentence was also to show that he would never break his word.

Cheng Qiu breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with satisfaction.

"The hot water is gone, I'll go outside and get a little more."

Qin Yanggang wanted to pour some more water, but found that there was no water in the kettle, and then walked out of the ward with a kettle.

In the ward, the grandmother's expression was solemn.

"Old man, wouldn't you be too selfish to do this? The next game is very important for Xiao Qin..."

"You don't put so much pressure on the child, after all, he is still young."

Although the old grandmother was vague about the conversation between Qin Yang and Cheng Qiu, she understood it somewhat.

Let Qin Yang sing in such a competition, and still want to win that Zhang Jun... It's basically impossible.

Cheng Qiu believes in Qin Yang very much, and also believes in the charm of Chinese opera: "You have to believe in Xiao Qin, this child." "

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