Chapter 83 Is he Mr. Shi’s disciple? [Please subscribe]
"This is not nonsense!!"
Listen to the master complaining loudly next to you.
Qi Yuncheng still looks like a little old lady, but it's really hard to learn this, especially in terms of words.
Because I tend to be talkative and talkative.
If you don't observe, you won't know what to say.
But there are examples around him, so just follow Mr. Hou and copy them.
So he put his hands together and pretended to start talking to the two old ladies next to him.
"Yes, you see that it is not easy for this widow to be unemployed. Find someone to follow her quickly! In case a man comes to visit and gossip.
This gossip is really annoying.
Not to mention that a woman is still having a hard time. I will go backstage later to urge this widow!!
Or I can introduce someone to you."
"Okay! The blind date is here."
In the position of admiration, Shi Fukuan could hardly bear the words, and waved his hand slightly to signal the child to stop talking.
At the same time, I silently made an evaluation of the paragraph just now.
Anyway, it’s pretty good.
At this time, Qi Yuncheng finally returned to his role, "This old lady was criticizing and talking nonsense next to me, and the two old ladies were still following me.
It doesn’t sound like the same thing.
And when this part of the play is finished, it will be the second part of the play, Yu Tang Chun!"
"Hey! This is good! Many people are familiar with it!" Shi Fukuan extended his thumb!
"The three halls were interrogating Su San. Su San was kneeling there and singing. At this time, the old lady came to ask again. Oh, what's going on?"
In the blink of an eye, the master saw the child imitating again, so he said, "Then tell them about it."
"No, this offends someone! Didn't this widow get married right after she got married? Three judges trying one case is enough for this bitch."
"Hey, what are these words?"
"So there is nothing we can do about it, but there are a lot of fun things on and off the stage." Qi Yuncheng showed a somewhat helpless expression, and then changed the topic, "And sometimes I have nothing to do, and I really like to go to the theater! <
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Especially the kind that goes wrong on the spot."
"Ah?" Shi Fukuan really didn't understand that his child had this hobby, so he deliberately showed surprise.
"Watching Peking Opera once! Missing the Sky!" Just as he was talking, Qi Yuncheng wanted to raise his hand to support the table, but stopped as soon as he had this idea.
Because there isn’t one nearby.
This is all a matter of personal habits.
Shi Fukuan could also see it at this time, because the child's hand was raised a little inexplicably, but then suddenly put down again.
The movements were so subtle that the audience couldn't notice them, but he knew the meaning.
So I have a very happy face, but I can’t expose it, so I have to say my own words.
"This is a big show."
"Yes!" Qi Yuncheng raised his hand that he had quietly put down and counted, "Losing the street pavilion, empty city plan, killing Ma Su!
Zhuge Liang's play.
Everyone knows the lyrics about "I was watching the mountain scenery from the tower".
There are three places in total.
The last place is to kill Ma Su!
At this time, Zhuge Liang started to sell his identity and make a show!"
"What?"
"Think about it." Qi Yuncheng looked forward and pointed twice, "One Wang Ping and the other Ma Su are his generals.
But in front of the two armies, a big mistake was made and he must be punished.
I cherish talents but I am reluctant to kill them."
Shi Fukuan added, "What a contradiction!"
"Yes, the mood is here and the tone is high. That day I heard Zhuge Liang's character was really good! He was energetic and sang well.
The audience was also very enthusiastic. In the middle row, Jiao'er's wife was also there.
So I’m happy, but when I’m happy and relaxed, something goes wrong.”
"What's going on?"
"When he got to the back, he talked to Wang Ping. This was his general. He told him, why did he make such a big mistake? He lost the street pavilion.
Wang Ping said it’s not my fault!”
Qi Yuncheng said, drawing a circle in front of his eyes with both hands, "I drew a map and showed it to you. This is Ma Su's decision, I can't.
After Zhuge Liang finished drawing the picture, he sang a few lines of Allegro. If it weren't for the urgency of drawing the picture, you would be guilty of the same crime as Ma Su.
Wang Ping was beaten with forty sticks, and Ma Su was useless.
The words may sound simple, but they are definitely good once you sing them.”
"How to sing, you come here."
At this point, Shi Fukuan, as the master, was more emotional than his apprentice and hurriedly spoke down, as if he was ready to listen.
At the same time, although the audience below does not know Qi Yuncheng, they really want to hear it, because many people are too familiar with this section.
So we are all looking forward to it.
Qi Yuncheng himself didn't delay. After all, there was a time limit. He took a short breath and immediately started speaking.
"If not, it's time to draw a picture~~You and Ma Su are guilty~~
Beat Wang Ping~~"
At this point, Qi Yuncheng stopped and quickly explained, "This inch is enough, there are two shuttlecocks, and the drummer, Ta~Ta~, is like letting the horns pass the breath."
"That's right!!"
As soon as Shi Fukuan agreed, Qi Yuncheng really tried his best this time and suddenly sang again, "Forty sticks~~~!!!!"
Sing out forty sticks and an empty character.
Qi Yuncheng spoke in a high-pitched voice, which was heard throughout the studio.
But it's not like flipping up suddenly like calling Xiaofan, but slowly passing it up little by little, until it reaches a certain level.
Those who listened suddenly realized that the tune had completely changed an octave, making people feel so energetic.
And this is even more difficult to control than calling Xiao Fan.
Because in addition to lengthening and raising the breath, this breath also needs to be stable.
And if it is slightly unstable, it will sound awkward and the shortcomings of singing skills will be exposed.
So when Qi Yuncheng finished singing, he shut up and listened.
Suddenly, the audience could not sit still.
"Okay!!!"
A shout.
Hundreds of people below shouted from the bottom of their hearts, and then gave lively and continuous applause.
They all like Peking Opera, even if they don’t know who this young actor is, but here, this young man did sing something.
And that's when.
Mr. Shi Shengjie below also raised his hands and clapped, and he could see that the child Lao Shi had taken care of today.
It is indeed possible.
Of course, if you want to say it’s awesome, I dare not say it.
But at this age and with this level, they will praise you when they hear it.
After all, the child is really brilliant and cannot be stingy with applause.
Not to mention that this voice is really good.
And at this time, Yu Kuizhi, who had been silent next to him, quietly turned his head and looked at Mr. Shi Shengjie.
He came today just to show his appreciation.
So these children have never thought to ask, because there are many young people walking around on this stage, and they don't know them.
Just listen to a cross talk or watch a sketch.
But this voice really made him realize a problem, especially at the beginning, it seemed that Mr. Shi Fukuan was his master.
In other words, are you the disciple and grandson of your husband?
Mr. Na, this disciple is stable enough.
So in the audience, I immediately leaned forward and asked Mr. Shi Shengjie next to me.
"Teacher Shi, let me ask you something. Is this young man a disciple of Mr. Shi Fukuan?"
When Shi Shengjie heard him ask, he had already guessed that he would be curious and smiled broadly.
But it wasn't him who answered.
It was Li Jing next to him, who answered in his own slow and leisurely tone.
"Teacher Yu! He is Mr. Hou Yaowen's disciple and grandson.
But according to the seniority in our industry, Qi Yuncheng also wants to call Mr. Shi Fukuan, master."