Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　Hearing Hou Zhen's words, Wu Shaobai waved his hand:

　　"And you have heard of storytelling. For example, the voice of my teacher, Mr. Shan Tianfang, is an iron horse!"

　　"That's not bad."

　　"My aunt doesn't give in too much!"

　　"Hehe! This compliment is really awkward~"

　　"Why does she speak so well about storytelling? That's the reason. You think, a rough voice is suitable for singing old students. Especially in "Sui and Tang Dynasties", there is a scene in "Sui and Tang Dynasties" where Shan Xiongxin is held down, and when he sees Luo Chengzhi, Pokou beats and scolds him. For a while."

　　"What's the matter?"

　　"Everyone says it, but my aunt doesn't."

　　"She is?"

　　"She sings directly!"

　　"Oh? How did you sing?"

　　After Hou Zhen asked, Wu Shaobai smiled slightly, picked up Xingmu and held it in his hand:

　　"What is this paragraph about? It is about Luo Chengli's capture of Dou Jiande, Wang Shichong, Meng Haigong, Zhu Can, and Gao Tan Sheng Wu, hence the name "Five Dragons". The most famous of them is the one in Peking Opera. "Zhanxiong Letter" one fold! I'll teach you how my aunt came here, okay?"

　　"Yes, yes. All of you, can you?"

　　Hou Zhen handed down the words, and the audience immediately responded:

　　"can!"

　　"Eh."

　　Wu Shaobai responded, and Xingmu took a shot:

　　"Snapped!"

　　Then, he pointed his sword forward, his eyes narrowed, murderous:

　　"What I want to say is~ that Shan Xiongxin was captured in the Tang camp three times, and Li Shimin came to persuade him to surrender! But because Li Yuan shot Shan Xiongzhong to death earlier, Shan Xiongxin would rather die than surrender! In desperation, he could only make sacrifices to the court. Xiongxin, Li Shimin's general under Wagang saw this, and hurriedly persuaded Shan Xiongxin to surrender, but Shan Xiongxin only wanted to die, but in desperation, Luo Cheng came to the court to kill Xiongxin!"

　　When the voice came out, under the premise of deliberately suppressing his throat, although it was not a golden horse, the chilling intent came to his nostrils.

　　"Oh?"

　　Hou Zhen took it and helped Wu Shaobai pass the door perfectly.

　　Then I saw Wu Shaobai picked up a fan and stuck it on his back.

　　"This is……"

　　Hou Zhen asked.

　　"Desperado card. It's the token on the back of the person who was about to be killed we saw on TV."

　　Once Wu Shaobai explained, he continued:

　　"And when it comes to this, the most common gentleman is to describe the hearts of people like Shan Xiongxin, Luo Cheng, or Qin Wang Li Shimin, and then describe the actions and so on. But my aunt is different, she directly used this fold" The technique of "Locking the Five Dragons" was combined with this Peking Opera, and she sang it directly. Although her voice was rough, she was originally a woman and her tune was high. The singing in this play was really wonderful! I'll give it to you Everyone, learn."

　　"You learn it."

　　Accompanied by the applause of the audience, Wu Shaobai folded his hands as if in shackles, sank into his dantian, and sang into the microphone:

　　"See Luo Cheng! Squeeze me down! Curse the shameless little servant! I remember it! Step on the Wagang Village! I remember it! A big family came to Luoyang! I built this Sanxian Mansion for you, and I spent it for you!! A lot of money! Ungrateful and ungrateful to invest in Tangzhai, who will coax you with sweet words~ Xiongxin’s name is still alive, he is a servant~~~~~ ba ta cen ~~ choke!”

　　After hitting himself a little, Wu Shaobai swayed his hands up and down, his head watching up and down following the rhythm of his hands, as if the person standing opposite him was Na Luo Cheng.

　　Taking a deep breath, the abdominal muscles suddenly tightened.

　　And at this moment, a voice suddenly came out from nowhere:

　　"Hold on!!"

　　In an instant, many viewers watched it, but because the source of the sound was from the second floor, it was impossible to see who was calling...  

　　Then, the voice came out:

　　"choke!"

　　One point was given.

　　Wu Shaobai said in his heart that at this point, he had met an expert.

　　In the fold of "Zhan Xiongxin" in "Locking Five Dragons", Shan Xiongxin's high-pitched accent is in these two sentences "minions".

　　The minion in the first sentence has a tone particle, so I can't see it.

　　The purpose is to entrust the second sentence of "slaves". There is a piece of Xipi flowing between the two sentences, about half of the mouth. Resentment rose from the ground, hearty.

　　Although I don't know which audience helped him set up the gongs and drums, and he also knew how to say "steadfast", this person is definitely a know-it-all.

　　But after thinking about it in his mind, he was also slow to reflect. After that "choke", his dantian qi went straight to his forehead:

　　"Slave~!~!~!~! Only!~!~!~!~!!!!"

　　"it is good!!!"

　　Whoa, whoa, whoa...

　　Listening to this high tune, the audience's applause and applause instantly converged.

　　But it was the man's voice that started first.

　　Although there are many young people who come here, there are also some middle-aged people who come here for recreation.

　　You must know that Guangde Tower is an old garden. Although it has declined in recent years with the decline of Peking Opera, there are also many loyal fans.

　　The boxes on the second floor surround the entire Guangde Building to form a ring-shaped seat, and the reason why Lu Xinghai is not open to the public these days is also that Lu Xinghai reserved it for some familiar old customers, let them listen to the cross talk of Deyun Society, give Take the field.

　　And a group of fanciers listened to this high-pitched tune with a clean throat. According to the rules of listening to the show, the drums and gongs did not change, and the chorus kept on, and their applause could not stop.

　　Moreover, this clean high-pitched voice is also worthy of their shouting!

　　They shouted, and the following audience members who had not heard of "Five Dragons in Lock" also followed.

　　In an instant, the whole garden seemed to have returned to the grand occasion of Wei Xikui's period, and the sound of applause broke through the sky.

　　Not so lively!

　　And in the applause, Wu Shaobai swallowed the mountains and rivers and stood in front of the microphone:

　　"I'm afraid, the arrows are running around (wearing) the body!!! Corpse~~nowhere~~~Buried~~Buried!!Ehhhhhh~~~~".

Chapter 292

　　In the private room on the second floor.

　　Lu Xinghai also sat by the railing, looked at a bald middle-aged man who was rubbing his cheeks, and said with a smile:

　　"Master Sa, I really didn't think you could give him another sentence."

　　The middle-aged man who rubbed his cheeks smiled and said:

　　"Who told this kid to learn my singing style? If he learns the Yang style, the Qi style doesn't matter. But, he sings the Qiu style. If I don't continue my voice, I will give him a step, but I'm sorry for the ancestors. ."

　　The middle-aged man is Meng Guanglu, one of the descendants of the Qiu School, and a famous contemporary Peking Opera artist.

　　There are many titles and a great reputation, and it is commonplace to go to the Spring Festival Gala.He is featured in every Peking Opera part almost every year.

　　And Wu Shaobai's "Locking Five Dragons" is exactly the singing method of Qiu School.

　　The "back pharynx closed" singing method is used.

　　The voice is high, thick, and a little thin that I don't know if it's natural or imitated.

　　The dramas in other places may be worse, but this episode of "Zhan Xiong Xin" is so thin that it was really sung by Wu Shaobai as sharp as a knife.

　　But hearing Meng Guanglu's words, Lu Xinghai smiled even happier.

　　"I said why are you rubbing the fragrant flowers, I'm afraid it's itchy? ... How about I go to the backstage to introduce you to 29 referrals?"

　　"That's no use."

　　Meng Guanglu shook his head with a smile, listened to Wu Shaobai who continued to speak from the audience, and said with a smile:

　　"This kid's tone is just imitation, but it can be seen that this play of mine is not suitable for him. He is pounding his breath out of his brain. His tone should be higher than this play. , the Yang faction is actually better... It's a pity, I can't reach it in my life."

　　While shaking his head, he played with the two lion heads in his hand, and looked at Wu Shaobai on the stage in a daze:

　　"But... it's really a good seedling. Have you studied?"

　　As soon as he asked, Lu Xinghai shook his head:

　　"No. Meng Ting likes him very much. The last time I came to ask, they said that they had never studied drama, but could only sing, but they didn't know anything about body shape."

　　"...That's even more pity. Look at this age, seventeen or eighteen?"

　　"Seventeen."

　　"It's too late. But the child's tone after the collapse is still so high, that is really a reward for the ancestors. But without the figure, he can't practice the boy's kung fu, and his achievements are limited after all..."

　　After all, he suddenly laughed at himself.

　　"Also, what's more real than a child who talks about cross talk~ To be able to learn this shows that you have worked hard. It is no wonder that he is so popular at a young age, and I am afraid that he will be a good character in the future."

　　Lu Xinghai smiled and said nothing, just filled him with tea.

　　Then he looked at the audience full of pits and valleys downstairs, and said with a bit of sigh:

　　"It's also fate and luck. If it weren't for the fact that the singing opera couldn't sell the tickets, I wouldn't agree to let the cross talk perform five days this week... Hey, everyone has to eat? And when the Deyun Club comes, you, Mr. I saw it too. The pits and valleys are full of seats. How many days have we had such a good seat in Guangde Building? And now... I'm not afraid to tell you that Yu Tuan is also very curious about him. Mr. Sun even praised him for his talent. Otherwise, Meng Ting would not be thinking about him. But he still talks about cross talk. He is proficient in all four subjects, and his singing is so good. Appreciation of rice... Looking at this popularity... You think it would be great if it could fall on our operas? If there is such a corner of the younger generation to hold me in this Guangdelou, with a handsome face, I would still be ashamed. Worried about not being able to sell tickets?"

　　"Isn't that the truth?"

　　While dishing up walnuts, Meng Guanglu rubbed his cheeks, his eyes full of approval.

　　"But then again, if he doesn't talk about cross talk, if Deyun Club doesn't exist, and if there is no such person as Guo Degang in the cross talk world, will your Guangdelou recruit a ticket to talk about cross talk? The tickets are still selling so well. ?... What is this called? It's called good fortune to trick people. You Guangde Building are cheap and good-looking, but what about this kid... I look at Ping Shu's figure... I'm afraid it is not a good material for literary criticism? Pingshu, comic dialogue , Peking Opera... The grandfather and master of any line have enjoyed the meal. It's a pity, after all, there is no fate."

　　"...that's what you said."

　　"Hey……"

　　The middle-aged man sighed.