People rely on clothes and makeup, and horses rely on saddles.
After changing her clothes and putting on makeup, Lu Yan was a completely different person.
She now looks like a young girl in her early twenties, with a pretty figure.
Compared with other operas, Huangmei Opera's makeup is very elegant, focusing on eyebrows and eyes. It is this elegance that makes Lu Yan's temperament look brand new.
It really looks like something.
Looking at her now, Tang Xiaobao would never believe that she was already in her forties.
Lu Yan came over and said with a smile: "What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said: "I just feel that Sister Lu looks so beautiful and young with makeup."
"Xiao Tang, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."
After drinking last night, she followed Lang Kun and called him Xiao Tang.
"I'm serious."
"When you take the stage with your cool and handsome appearance, you will definitely make the girls scream." Lu Yan said, "Are you ready? When will you start?"
Tang Xiaobao said: "I don't know what Director Lang is up to. I'm also waiting for news."
The two chatted for a while, and then Lang Kun's assistant came over.
"Okay, let's get started. Have you memorized all the moves I taught you?"
Tang Xiaobao was full of confidence: "Don't worry, I've remembered everything."
The accompaniment started playing.
The sound of gongs, drums and Gao Hu sounded together.
Tang Xiaobao appeared from the side of the stage dressed as a young boy, holding a lantern in his hand. The light shone on him. His movements were very smooth and flowing, and he also caught the drum beats accurately.
Before she spoke, Han Shaofen nodded: "How about it, Teacher Huang, does this posture look good?"
Huang Zhixin is an old scholar and is very serious about art. At this time, he nodded and said, "Well, I'm not out of style, but you still have to listen to his singing."
As soon as he finished speaking, his expression immediately changed.
Because Tang Xiaobao has already opened his mouth to sing:
"My family lives in Daqiaotou, and I am named Wang Xiaoliu. Last year I went first to see the lanterns, and this year I took the lead again. I walked to the door of my house and asked my wife to open the door."
Just hearing this paragraph made the hairs on Huang Zhixin's body stand up.
The singing was so good that he didn't even know how to express it.
Han Shaofen was already beaming with joy and nodded excitedly: "Okay, yes, it's a good young talent." A director asked Lang Kun: "Director Lang, has he really never studied before?"
Lang Kun said: "That's still fake."
The director said: "But why do I not believe it so much? Although I am not a fan of Huangmei Opera, I have heard some jokes. It is really interesting."
He could only hear the smell...
Everyone, including the staff on site, was attracted by Tang Xiaobao's voice.
Different from popular songs, Huangmei Opera's twists and turns were perfectly grasped by him.
Even those who have never heard of the show were attracted by it.
At this time, Lu Yan walked out from the other corner of the stage.
"On the tenth and fifth day of the month, there's a lot of Lantern Festival going on. Cannons go around the Tianmen Gate to feed but feed but feed but feed but feed to each other. Haha hey, the gongs and drums are making a lot of noise."
I didn’t say it before, but he came from an authentic academic background and can sing quite well.
However, one of the assistant directors secretly glanced at Lang Kun, who looked at the stage seriously.
Lu Yan: Why do flowers turn yellow when they bloom and fade?
Tang Xiaobao: The orchids are yellow.
Lu Yan: Does it smell like flowers?
Tang Xiaobao: The fragrance of flowers.
Lu Yan: The fragrance of orchids, yellow and white flowers, the acacia tune, sings and sings to the tune of lovesickness. Hey, ho, lang, dang, ah, ho, lang, melon seeds, plum blossoms jingle.
Tang Xiaobao: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Lu Yan: Where is the house of injustice? Hey, hey, the chrysanthemums are yellow in September.
…
Until now, the two Huangmei Opera masters below the stage have still not found any shortcomings in Tang Xiaobao.
Yes, they think it's perfect.
This is a professional-level performance, even Tang Xiaobao performed better than Lu Yan.
"Teacher Huang, please be surprised, we have a successor for Huangmei Opera." Han Shaofen whispered.
Huang Zhixin hummed: "Listen again."
Now it's time for Tang Xiaobao to speak clearly.
Tang Xiaobao: Wife, I want to give you a gift!
Lu Yan: Is there any ceremony for the couple to meet each other?
Tang Xiaobao: When husband and wife meet, they should be polite and friendly!
Lu Yan: Leader, where are you from?
Tang Xiaobao: I came from the street.
Lu Yan: Is there anything interesting on the street?
Tang Xiaobao: Hey, the streets are lively today! There are big lanterns!
Lu Yan: What's going on? Are there lights on the street? Let's go and look at the lights!
...Huang Zhixin took the initiative to approach Han Shaofen, with a rare smile on his face: "Teacher Han, if I remember correctly, I am older than you, right?"
Han Shaofen was stunned: "What's wrong?"
Huang Zhixin said: "How is Xiao Tang's performance?"
"The front part is perfect, it has its own characteristics, the tone and movements are just right, but there is still a little problem when reciting the words."
"Yes, so, I am going to accept him as my close disciple. You won't argue with me, brother, will you?"
Huang Zhixin went around in circles and found out that this was his idea.
Han Shaofen immediately said: "That won't work. I just thought about it. I will accept this apprentice."
"Hey, why are you the only one who accepted it? I proposed it first."
"I thought of it first."
"Can't you let me go back to my brother for a while?"
"Everything else is easy to discuss, but there is no need to discuss this matter."
"I know he is a talent, and I also know that you love talents as much as your life, and you are also a good teacher, but he is a man after all. I am definitely more professional than you when it comes to male accents. We must focus on the overall situation, right? For Huangmei Opera has a better future, so don’t compete with me..."
sweat……
You can say this kind of thing.
Han Shaofen laughed and said, "You can really say it."
Several assistant directors on one side were attracted by their quarrels, and now they heard something interesting.
Lang Kun couldn't help but laugh and said: "Two teachers, if you want to accept a disciple, it's up to you whether they want to become a disciple or not. If you guys get into a fight, it will be hard for us juniors to break up the fight."
"Yes, why should we fight over it? Let him choose later." Huang Zhixin said.
Han Shaofen said: "That's fine. Whoever is afraid of whom? Let him choose. Will I still lose to you?"
Neither of them obeyed the other.
Finally, the Huangmei Opera performance on the stage ended.
The two took their final bow and retreated backstage together, probably to remove their makeup.
Several assistant directors expressed their opinions one after another.
"Director Lang is indeed Director Lang. This program is good and Tang Xiaobao is professional enough. Let them take part."
"Director Lang, your eyes are really poisonous, I'm convinced."
"It's up to you to take care of the rest. We still have to implement the tasks you assigned, so we won't accompany you."
Lang Kun was now proud and waved his hand: "Okay, okay, you can go about your business. The two teachers and I will wait for them to come out."