Chapter 467 The tape of Mr. Luo teaching Mr. Ma Beijing Yun Dagu! [Please subscribe]

When he walked into the theater, Ma Zhiming didn't hope that many people would pay attention to him. Instead, he hoped that no one would notice him.

So after saying something to Dr. Cha, I walked towards the backstage of the theater with my hands behind my back.

He comes here often, and he must be familiar with the theater and actors.

But I was curious about what happened to the child and planned to ask.

As soon as I entered the backstage, I saw a familiar child as expected, and the actors also saw him.

Nothing unfamiliar.

Old friends greeted each other, including Qi Yuncheng, who was a junior in the past. He didn't expect the young master to come over so late at night.

"Ancestor!"

"Hey." Ma Zhiming agreed, but at the same time he wanted to ask, "Son, why did you come here today? And your performance, you've finished it, right?"

After giving her a kiss, Song Yi took her husband by the hand and went inside. It was very cold outside, it was winter, and it was two o'clock in the morning.

"Are you sure you're waiting for me? Not waiting for food?"

After a while of thanks.

Most of the books are compiled by literati who believe in them~~

Ma Zhiming was a little regretful, but at this time Li Shusheng opened his mouth and had to tell him something.

"Husband, aren't you going to sleep today?"

Just like that, as time goes by.

In a villa community on the Fourth Ring Road of Yanjing.

So even though I sing about the Luo School, why don’t I understand the others?

To be honest, I, Master Hou, was really tired at the time, so I naturally didn’t want to trouble my ancestor.

"Don't wash up?"

Qi Yuncheng gave a few words in the background, and Ma Zhiming, the ancestor, sat nearby and listened. Not only did he listen, but the old gentlemen in the background who were about to leave and go home also looked over from time to time.

I quickly packed my things, washed up and went to bed. When I went to bed, my wife slept peacefully, and so did my daughter, breathing rhythmically.

For a moment, he was like a senior, unable to say a word, and his emotions were very mixed.

When Qi Yuncheng thought of this sentence, he could still think of Ma Laozu's expression and tone two hours ago in his room.

These are the Taiping lyrics sung by Master.

This is almost an all-nighter.

Quite nostalgic.

It's just a matter of enrichment, and it won't be too early when you get home.

This scene is very good in their hearts, because today's folk art is looking forward to more exchanges between young people and the older generation.

A very cute child.

My breath is full of white mist.

But for the younger generation who are engaged in folk art, it is highly desired, because this is a rare contact for young people.

It was the early 1980s. The old lady heard me singing a few lines in cross talk, and then she called me and asked me to come and tell me about this Bai Pai.

As the two of them talked, Qi Yuncheng felt a little helpless. Every time he saw his ancestor, he would be praised. If it weren't for his good attitude, he would be a little too happy.

But it was too late.

Another voice came out.

Qi Yuncheng found an old-fashioned tape recorder from the corner of the cabinet.

Whether it's Mr.'s recording or what I know, it's very fulfilling.

"White School Mulan."

After talking to the children, Ma Zhiming mainly came to listen to the music and went up to see the enthusiasm of the audience.

"How long will it take to open?" Ma Zhiming asked again.

I just don't know if it's bad or not.

This is a good thing for children to do things with intention.

With all the talk coming to this point, could Qi Yuncheng still refuse? Impossible.

They still have something to do, which is to get some things for the children as promised.

The tape recorder is a bit old

Don't delay either.

While talking, Qi Yuncheng handed over the midnight snack he bought, and Song Yi was very happy when he got it.

Ma Zhimingxue: ‘I don’t accept the medicine either~~’

After two lines of singing, another voice suddenly appeared and interrupted. It was Mr. Luo Yusheng's.

Enter the study room.

"Okay, don't stay up all night."

Hearing this, even at Ma Zhiming's age, he was a little surprised.

But Qi Yuncheng thought carefully about Houle, and he could tell that Ma Laozu was very young at this time, and his voice was slightly brighter than now.

Hua Gong said that it is useless for girls to practice martial arts, and besides, practicing in the mortal world is the most troublesome~~

Look at the women in this world who are the red threads for stealing boxes~~

Song Yi closed the door, wiped her mouth and went to sleep with her daughter. Although she wanted to call her husband to warm the bed, she still knew not to disturb her in this state.

Although he was very happy to see his wife, he couldn't wait to play the tapes given by the two gentlemen.

As for my daughter, she is already sleeping in bed, so it is impossible for this girl to not sleep at all.

I even tried to find a way to copy it to my computer.

Although I sent a text message to ask and was on the way, it still felt like it took a long time.

Departing from Tianjin at around 11 o'clock.

Qi Yuncheng quickly stopped, took out the tape and replaced it with the tape given by the young master, and then clicked a few buttons.

"I must be waiting for you. I just ate on the way. I love you to death."

What else can he do with his attitude? He definitely supports it! Like other gentlemen, he is extremely supportive.

Then the disciples listened and learned over and over again in private. When they learned what they thought was good enough, they asked the master to teach them.

After listening to a few words, Qi Yuncheng sat down to rest and waited quietly. As for sleeping, he put it aside for now.

So he opened the crack of the door and asked softly.

In particular, he still remembered that Xiao Zhuan'er's singing was recorded in it. Later, many of his disciples' Taiping lyrics came from listening to his recordings.

"Okay! But since I didn't hear it, can you sing it for me after the show is over?"

Let alone a recording of this kind of teaching.

But he didn't think about going to bed yet. He was afraid that if the tape was damaged or suddenly overwritten one day, he would just make another copy to be prepared.

The voice was not as high-pitched and scary as the master's. On the contrary, it had an old flavor to it. It was the voice of the young master.

At this time, Song Yi pushed open the study door and took a peek. He stuffed something into his mouth and looked at his husband. He didn't know what happened to him. He was very happy after coming back today.

Ma Zhiming is used as a memorial. Now it is good to give a copy to your children.

I listened at two o'clock and listened in the study until early four o'clock. Qi Yuncheng rubbed his forehead before finally pressing the button of the recorder.

Just because my father’s family is poor and idle, I don’t want to teach you how to fencing because I don’t have to play on the swing~~

So that I don’t have to worry about my father~~”

Not to mention that there was not much publicity for this performance.

Li Shusheng collected a collection of music circles, and Young Ma Ye said an audio tape, which recorded the process of being taught singing by Mrs. Luo Yusheng.

Every time he sees a child, he can be surprised. Many gentlemen came back to perform today and held a drum music special. He listened to what his son said, so he remembered it and decided to come tonight.

Qi Yuncheng stood in front of his desk with goose bumps. Listening to the voice, he seemed to have seen Ma Laozu studying when he was young.

So after the show ended in the evening, after Qi Yuncheng got some tapes from Master Li Shusheng, he followed the young master to his home.

"Wait a minute, you eat yours first."

"What's going on today? It's so late. Logically speaking, I should be back around one o'clock."

"How can a slave be as good as the immortal master with empty hands? I learned to become a swordsman to eradicate traitors and eliminate traitors~~

"I met too many old gentlemen. I even went to Mr. Ma's house for this reason. I'm going to the study first."
To be continued...