Ma'am, I like you!

"When you become an international superstar, he won't even have the qualifications to lick."

"Ok?"

There was a warning voice from Du Li.

Qin Qing rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Don't swear is one of the basic standards of idols, Qin Qing thinks she doesn't swear, but Du Li doesn't.

Although she really wanted to resist, looking at Su Ming, Qin Qing chose to remain silent.

The most unbearable thing for an injured person is excitement. At this time, she should be quiet and let her slowly lick her wounds.

Along the way, under the condition of being looked at by Qin Qing with sympathetic eyes, they finally came to the old-fashioned community where Teacher Huang lived.

When seeing Teacher Huang, Su Ming found that her complexion was much better than last time, and she should also be happy that Qin Qing won the award.

"Come on, come in quickly, why do you bring so many things, look at what an old grandma can eat, it's too wasteful."

"You can give it to grandpa." Qin Qing said with a smile.

After several people entered, they sat down around the table.

Although Mr. Huang's house is equipped with an air conditioner, it is not turned on. The heating is replaced by a small fan.

The orange-red light was not very strong, and was blocked by a bloated orange cat for more than half of the light.

Fortunately, Mr. Huang quickly grabbed the cat by the back of the neck and led it aside, and the warmth became evident.

"I'm sorry to bother you." Unlike Qin Qing's rudeness, Du Li was full of respect for Teacher Huang, "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare too much. Thanks to Teacher Huang, Qin Qing was able to complete the opening performance."

"Performance can never be done by one person, so I just contributed a little bit." Teacher Huang smiled, and she looked at Qin Qing and Su Ming: "They both worked much harder than me."

"It's not hard work, it's not hard work." Qin Qing waved his hand immediately.

"But you should be satisfied with the hard work, right? I heard that those foreigners gave good reviews." Teacher Huang pushed away the cat that had climbed onto the table, picked up the kettle, and poured a glass of water for everyone.

"Yeah." Du Li nodded, "Foreign judges like it."

"It doesn't matter if you don't like it, this is our national quintessence." Teacher Huang said indifferently.

Du Li pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but she still didn't say it. At this time, Teacher Huang also finished pouring the last cup, put away the kettle, and covered it with a white dustproof handkerchief.

"I heard that girl Qin Qing is going to transform into a national style?"

Du Li was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "In terms of songs, I have basically tried the rest of the genre."

"And we also have the idea of ​​promoting Chinese culture."

"That's a good thing." Teacher Huang said with a smile: "If there is anything I can help with, you're welcome."

Du Li's eyes lit up.

"There is indeed one thing..."

……

Then Du Li chatted with Teacher Huang, and Su Ming, who was listening, also knew that Du Li came here not only to thank Teacher Huang, but also to find her to choreograph Qin Qing's concert.

It seems that Du Li wants Qin Qing to perform a Beijing opera at the concert.

This has nothing to do with Su Ming, but it has something to do with Qin Qing, but she can only sit on the sidelines and can't get in the way.

It is better to leave this kind of professional appointment to professionals.

It didn't take long for the cooperation to be finalized. Teacher Huang seemed to be in a good mood, and it took almost no effort. Du Li invited such a leading figure in the opera world to help.

"In that case, we won't bother you." Du Li's standing up also led Su Ming and Qin Qing to stand up together.

Now that things are done, they are not easy to sit for a long time.

Teacher Huang did not politely ask them to eat, and nodded: "Be careful on the road."

But when the three of them were about to leave the door, they were stopped by Teacher Huang. The person who was stopped was neither Du Li nor Qin Qing.

It was Su Ming.

"If you don't mind, we can talk."

"Maybe it can help you."

Teacher Huang's kind smile made Su Ming think of her grandma, but from her eyes, Su Ming saw a trace of heroism.

Su Ming thought about it and was about to decline, but was pushed by Qin Qing.

"Then trouble Teacher Huang."

After finishing speaking, Qin Qing winked at Du Li, and dragged her downstairs in a hurry.

Su Ming had a bit of a headache. It seemed that Qin Qing really thought she was broken in love, and she kindly found an "emotional counselor" for herself.

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Teacher Huang Yuefang, as a master in art and a leading figure in the industry, is approaching an octogenarian age. Of course, he is qualified to play a temporary guest role as an "emotional counselor".

It can even be said that this kind of opportunity is rare.

Perhaps the number of times Mr. Huang gave psychological counseling to others in his life can be counted with one hand.

It was because of Qin Qing that Su Ming had the opportunity to meet Huang Yuefang a few times. This time, she was really lucky. Unfortunately, she had nothing to be enlightened, so she could only waste this opportunity.

Obviously, all of this is because that guy Qin Qing guessed that she was broken in love.

The fact is that not only has she not lost her love, but her married life is quite satisfactory. If you want to talk about the biggest problem at present, it is how to explain it to Teacher Huang.

"That, Qin Qing may have misunderstood." Su Ming decided to be blunt.

If it is more tactful, it may become darker and darker, so it is better to explain the situation directly like this.

"Sit first." Teacher Huang signaled Su Ming to sit down.

"I'm not broken in love." Su Ming didn't sit down, her face was serious, and she directly said the misunderstanding, "I went back too late yesterday, I didn't explain it clearly to her, which caused her misunderstanding, and then she probably came Please, Mr. Huang, you didn't tell me in advance."

"I'm really sorry for delaying Teacher Huang's time."

Su Ming apologized.

"Do you think she asked me?" Huang Yuefang was puzzled.

"Ah? Isn't it..." Su Ming was slightly surprised.

Huang Yuefang shook her head slightly, and she slowly sat down on the chair.

"I know you're not broken in love, and the eyes of people who are broken in love are not so bright."

"Besides, even if you are really broken in love, you won't let Qin Qing's child see it."

"Then... Teacher Huang is looking for me for something?" Su Ming asked.

"I want to help you."

"Uh... well, I'm fine."

"really?"

"real."

Looking at Su Ming, Huang Yuefang shook his head again.

"The more restrained you are, the deeper you will sink in."

"Deeper? What?"

"You have too many scruples in your heart."

Su Ming's pupils shrank slightly, his brows were frowning, his breath was strong, and his surroundings suddenly became cold.

Even the orange cat that was lying next to the fan suddenly shuddered and ran into the bedroom.

Huang Yuefang noticed the change in Su Ming's expression, but she still had that kind expression.

Moreover, Su Ming found that she was not affected, which surprised her.

Although I am not innate, but sword practitioners will have a little sword power, and ordinary people will feel a little uncomfortable at this time.

"If I had met you ten years earlier, I would have desperately asked you to sing with me."

Not only was Huang Yuefang not angry about Su Ming's deterrence, but he felt a little regretful.

Su Ming could feel that this regret was really in her heart, not a show or a polite remark.

Now Su Ming's aura gradually disappeared. The old man in front of her was not an enemy and really wanted to help her, but she couldn't understand it.

"Ms. Huang, how do you know?"

"It probably has something to do with the drama I've sung all my life." Huang Yuefang looked towards the empty chair beside Su Ming.

Su Ming hesitated for a while, but slowly sat up.

"After studying with Qin Qing for a few days, you should know that the most important thing in opera is 'singing'."

"The quality of a play is directly related to the actor's 'singing skills'."

"So when we enter this industry, we must first examine our singing skills."

"Only those who meet the requirements are eligible to be on stage, and those who fail to meet can only do odd jobs, or be a stone that can't speak on the stage, or a dead tree that doesn't shake."

"And those who have passed the inspection must be able to enunciate words clearly, return the rhyme accurately, and have a loud and loud voice, otherwise they will only be able to serve as foils on stage for a lifetime."

Huang Yuefang suddenly talked about opera, and Su Ming's comprehension ability was also very fast, and he immediately realized that practicing "singing" in opera is actually similar to practicing martial arts.

The reason why Huang Yuefang is not affected is because she has practiced singing all her life.

"But I'm already in my 20s, so I don't have time to practice singing." Su Ming said.

Huang Yuefang heard the meaning in her words that she didn't want to be her disciple, so she couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.

"You child, there are so many people vying to be my apprentice that it's too late."

After finishing speaking, Huang Yuefang didn't bother with this question, and then asked:

"Did something serious happen to you?"

"..."

Although Su Ming didn't speak, Huang Yuefang still said to himself: "A few days ago, when I was guiding you to rehearse with Qin Qing, although you were just a beginner, I was very optimistic about you, and I even wanted to do it at that time. The idea of ​​accepting you as a disciple."

"But since you have no interest in opera, I won't force you."

"Do you know why I took out that "Farewell My Concubine" back then?"

Su Ming still didn't know what Huang Yuefang wanted to say, but she shook her head. At that time, she thought Huang Yuefang just picked two famous operas at random.

"Because you are the most suitable person to play the Overlord I have ever seen." Huang Yuefang said firmly, "There is no one."

Su Ming was stunned. She didn't expect Teacher Huang to say such a thing.

If these words were heard by the opera circles, one can imagine the waves they would cause. Just the waves of shock and opposition might make her a complete mess.

"I'm just an amateur, not even a fan." Su Ming said modestly.

"Besides, it's not too good for the Overlord to be played by a woman..."

Huang Yuefang shook her head.

"There is a saying in Peking Opera, 'Ten lives are easy to get, but one clean is the hardest to get'."

"Jing Xing's voice should be high, broad, bright, and thick, and his performance should be full of emotion. He must work hard on his body, and at the same time, his workmanship and acting style must be graceful and vivid."

"Among all the practices, the pure practice is the most comprehensive, but also the rarest."

"But Overlord is not something that ordinary Jingxing can do. Although those Jingxing who become roles are also very good, they are all good at singing, and the performance is even better."

"Compared to you, they still have one less advantage."

"Advantage?"

When Mr. Huang talked about Peking Opera, Su Ming became curious unconsciously.

"You showed it just now."

Seeing Su Ming's embarrassment, Teacher Huang said with a smile: "It's the momentum."

"Jing Xing is also called a painted face, while Bawang's facial makeup is called 'Wu Shuang'. If a general Ba Wang wants to show his aura, he will work hard on his figure and demeanor. Only with big hands, tall stature, and resonant libretto can he create a unparalleled aura."

"But that's what it's made of."