"But I think the lady looks very professional."

The driver smiled and then turned around on the steering wheel.

Tang Xiaowan looked at the route and always felt something was wrong. It took several seconds to react.

"Master Driver, this seems to be not the way to Nancheng."

"Miss, it took us more than two hours to go to Nancheng.

When we were halfway through, there must be a lot of traffic there. I took a detour and the distance was a little farther, but there would be no traffic jams."

The driver explained.

Tang Xiaowan didn't find out what was wrong, so he didn't say anything else.

I just cleared my throat and started singing softly.

The voice is sharp but not harsh. It is clearly a traditional drama, but it does not sound at all uncontradictory, but it is extremely comfortable.

A hint of surprise flashed in the driver's eyes.

"Miss, you sing well. Judging from your age, you didn't expect that Peking Opera would sing so well?"

When Tang Xiaowan heard this, he smiled and paired it with the fragrant rouge, it was bright and charming.

"When I was a child, my grandparents loved to listen, so I learned some of them."

Tang Xiaowan checked the information all night last night and learned that the heroine of "Qingyi" has many parts of performing Peking Opera, so she specially reviewed the Peking Opera that she had not practiced for nearly two years.

There is also a passage in the script that was sung by Tang Xiao’s evening party, which is the last part of "The Legend of White Snake" "Sacrifice of the Tower".

Although Tang Xiaowan did not prepare a costume, she could barely get through this passage in a white long skirt.

After Tang Xiaowan finished speaking, he began to sing softly again. The pronunciation and singing methods of Peking Opera are very different from the current popular music, and it also has a unique flavor when you listen to it.

*

"Mr. Lu, the car is here."

Lu Jiaoyang watched the taxi get from far to near, slowly approaching, and whispered a reminder.

However, Lu Chengze listened to the delicate voice of the woman in the eavesdropping device, and felt a moment of striking.

The more I came into contact with Tang Xiaowan, the more I found that there were too many things that he didn't understand.

He is not a fool, and he even has a sharper observation ability than ordinary people.

If he had been with someone day and night for a whole year, then there would be very few things in that person who could hide him from him.

So he was sure that Tang Xiaowan, who lived with him, could not sing Peking Opera, nor would even have any urge to sing Peking Opera.

He will not say swear words or do things like overtaking the wall, which is something that ordinary girls will not do.

But now...

These things that would not happen to Tang Xiaowan appeared one by one in Tang Xiaowan, and there was no sense of incongruity...

"Aze, my grandparents like to sing operas, but I don't like it at all, so I never learn."

What Tang Xiaowan said back then was still in his ears.

Could it be that Tang Tianyi really has a pair of twin daughters with different personalities?

The man raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows slightly, causing more and more headaches.

Lu Jiaoyang saw that Lu Chengze had never spoken and started the car, so he wanted to stop him by a taxi.

However, when he was about to step on the accelerator, he was stopped by the man's indifferent voice.

"Let her go."

"Master Lu?"

Lu Jiaoyang looked at the man in surprise.

"But if Miss Tang goes to the audition, I'm afraid she won't be able to compete with Miss Yu..."

The man raised his eyes and swept lightly towards Lu Jiaoyang.

"Why, do you think she doesn't sing well?"

"I dare not." Lu Jiaoyang quickly lowered his head.

"What can I fight for?"

Lu Chengze closed the laptop on his leg with a "pop" sound.

"Or, do you think she can compete with Yu Chenxiang, but I can't compete with the Yu family behind Yu Chenxiang?"
Chapter completed!