don't call me singer

Chapter 909 Reappearance of Water Sleeves
Below the stage, in the VIP area, Huang Yuanping's father, Huang Huiqing, was also looking up at the stage.

When he saw his father wearing costumes again and appearing on the stage, his eyes couldn't help but get moist.

If wearing costumes and singing on stage was Huang Yuanping's childhood, it was almost half of his life.

When he was young, he spent almost half of his time traveling around with his father's troupe.

It was also in such an environment that Huang Huiqing grew up slowly, worked, got married, and had children.

It was also at that time that the theater troupe became more and more declining.

Almost every night, he could hear his father moaning.

I can see my mother under the lamp, constantly mending the worn-out costumes.

Finally one day, my mother became ill.

He still remembers how when his mother was dying of illness, his father was so poor that he couldn't afford to pay for his mother's medical treatment.

It was he who used his salary to keep his mother alive for two years on and off.

But the mother finally let go.

He still remembered that night, outside the workshop of the factory, he cried heartbreakingly.

Also from that day on, in his heart, he seemed to hate these things.

Whether it is singing opera or singing, it is not doing business properly, and it is something that has no future.

But he never expected that his son Huang Yuanping would end up on this path after all.

"Crossing the streets and rivers

through light rain and snow
why don't you like ice cream
How many candied haws are there in a bunch..."

He never thought that in Huang Yuanping's heart, the days of singing with his grandfather in those few years were so important.

The theaters at that time were no longer as prosperous as they used to be, and there were not many people going to the theaters, and the daily life was barely maintained.

My father's finances have always been very tight, and he was not even willing to buy candied haws for himself.

Yes, the elders of that era, who would be willing to buy a bunch of candied haws for themselves?
"The costumes are old and the patches are sewn into patterns

The big drum beats the wall mottled

An old theater turned into a shopping mall

Last time I passed by there was a sticker on the wall
You said your hair was blown white by a strong wind
Turn around and say candied haws are so expensive
In the small corner of the road at night, someone is singing
Dumb gongs, broken drums, erhu strings loose..."

After Gu Xiaobai sang the second stanza, on another stage, the old man continued:

"Su San left Hongdong County and came in front of the mansion. He never said that my heart was so miserable. The gentlemen in the past listened to me. The one who went to Nanjing passed the letter with my Sanlang, saying that Su San would die. In the next life, I will repay you for turning into a dog and a horse..."

Seeing the old man trying his best to cover it up but still being able to see the wrinkled corners of his eyes, listening to the old man trying his best to sing but still hoarse voice, Huang Huiqing felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

But he couldn't help but sang along softly.

He didn't know how many times he had heard this singing.

Every sentence seems to be imprinted in the depths of memory.

Because under that stage, among the crowds, in the frontmost place, there will always be a place that belongs to him.

At that time, he looked at the eyes of the old man with such admiration.

He listened to the play, listened to it again, again, and again.

And those children around the stage looked at him with envy.

The piano sounded again, and Gu Xiaobai sang the last verse.

"Mahogany Box with Mosaic Mirror Grandma's Dressing Box

A handsome guy hides quietly in the black and white photos
Tsing Yi Long Sleeve Who secretly washed it for you

And who quietly warmed your tea

Who is Qiyun looking at with his hands and eyes?
Whose smile is it?
This hand-padded flower pleat

You are not willing to wear it after you leave..."

The secondary stage carrying the old man lowered slowly, and before he completely fell into the water, he suddenly heard a loud cry from the VIP area.

The boy does not cry easily.

When Gu Xiaobai sang the last sentence of the last paragraph, he let go of the piano and stood up.

Behind him, the piano gradually descended into the stage.

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, the other stages had already lowered, leaving only Gu Xiaobai on the stage.

In the center of the stage, the lights flickered, Gu Xiaobai turned around, and with a "wow", his clothes changed, and he was covered with flower pleats. Then he stretched out his sleeves to block his face, and when he appeared in front of everyone again, he was already It is a Tsing Yi.

Gu Xiaobai's Tsing Yi appearance is alluring.

Under Gu Xiaobai's feet, the central stage was also slowly descending. He moved his footsteps lightly, walking on the stage, and then the pretty and high-pitched Xun Pai sang:

"I remember being in a brothel
I have to meet a young master to make a good match..."

Compared with the old man's already dumb singing just now, Gu Xiaobai's singing is full and round, as if he is already a master.

His steps are like clouds, his long sleeves are like flowing water, and he has a frown and a smile on his face, which is soul-stirring.

At this time, the surrounding water has already flowed over the stage, and then...

Everyone's eyeballs seemed to be popping out!

Gu Xiaobai actually stood on the water.

In the center of the moon pool, Gu Xiaobai, who is dressed in flower pleats, is reflected on the mirror-like water.

In the next second, he flicked his sleeves, moved lightly, and ran a small circle.

His footsteps were light, and he stepped on a series of fine ripples on the water surface. The ripples intersected and spread, as if weaving beautiful patterns.

In the stands, the audience was stunned.

"Damn it, isn't it!"

"Are you able to walk on water?"

"Is there a glass stage under the water?"

"Why are you standing on the water?"

"It's not scientific..."

Originally thought that Gu Xiaobai's lifting stage in the water was already completely high-tech.

But no one thought that Gu Xiaobai could play new tricks!
No whale, no stage, you can perform on the water!
Regardless of how this is achieved, the effect is really cool!

Especially with the light shining up from under the water, there is really a feeling of lingering waves and dusty socks.

Gu Xiaobai sang as he walked:
"Sent to Hongdong to die

A slave who was unjustly imprisoned and risked being mutilated by a knife..."

After singing here, Gu Xiaobai stood in the center of the moon pool, raised his right hand, and gently pulled his snow-white sleeve with his left hand, blocking his face behind.

When the water sleeve blocked Gu Xiaobai's face, his face was full of resentment or sorrow, but when his face was exposed from behind the water sleeve again, it was joy or joy.

"Now the injustice is clear
Meet the son again
Bitter and sweet come to joy

With a happy face, I left the procuratorate
Baiyi Nunnery is waiting for the son to reunite..."

In the background, in the orchestra pit, the gongs and drums sounded in unison, joyously.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai raised and flicked his hands.

In an instant, the two horses flew to both sides like a white rainbow and sword light.

At that moment, it was like a bomb exploded at the scene.

"Damn it, water sleeve! water sleeve!"

"Damn it, Xiaobai actually did the sleeve dance again!"

"Aooooooooow, Xiaobai! Xiaobai..."

I thought that after "Blue Silk", there would be no sleeve dance.

Who would have thought that it would appear again!

In the moon pool, on the surface of the water, two long water sleeves flew out.

The water sleeve was swung to the limit, and it was still in the air for a moment, and then slowly fell.

Gu Xiaobai swung his arms again, his water sleeves drew two marks on the water, and flew up again.

The long sleeves are made of unknown material, and when they slide across the water, they are not wet, but some water droplets are splashed, and they are still light and elegant in the air.

With Gu Xiaobai's hands shaking, the water sleeves rose through the air again.

Gu Xiaobai turned around and shook his sleeves.

Two white water sleeves tremble in the air like two white dragons, flying in the air, changing suddenly.

And Gu Xiaobai in the center, pulling in sleeves, throwing sleeves, shaking sleeves, singing and dancing, obviously singing in an opera tone, but still not shaking at all, not chaotic.

It's like the person who sings, not him.

What a powerful control this is!

At this moment, everyone suddenly had a feeling.

Gu Xiaobai, who has been playing since the concert, finally became serious.

This is Gu Xiaobai's true strength!

In an instant, everyone felt that the long sleeves were flying above the water surface of the Moon Pool, and the white light was densely covered, as if the water sleeves were flying all over the sky.

Everyone's eyes didn't know where to look.

Whether to look at Gu Xiaobai's face, or his sleeves, or to listen to him sing this opera.

When the last chorus was over, Gu Xiaobai turned around on the spot, and the ends of the two water sleeves dragged in the water, drawing a circle on the water surface, and then Gu Xiaobai swung his hands suddenly, then closed them.

In an instant, the water sleeve meandered across the water, drawing two arcs.

Just like the previous circle, it forms a huge Tai Chi pattern.

A circular light lit up under the water surface, illuminating the Tai Chi pattern extraordinarily brightly.

Two lights, one red and one white, flashed under the stage, like the eyes of the Yin and Yang fishes in Tai Chi.

And in the center of the Tai Chi, Gu Xiaobai waved and twirled his arms, and his long sleeves turned into a white cocoon.

When the sleeves fell down again, standing in the center was already a handsome young man in white robes with a long sword hanging from his waist and a wide robe with big sleeves.

Gu Xiaobai!
The thick and heavy colors of the opera have faded, and the young man standing there is full of heroism. His handsome face seems to make the stage lights pale.

"Ooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Wow wow wow wow..."

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai, Xiaobai..."

From the cheers at the scene, it seemed that even the Dragon Palace on the Sea was about to be overthrown.

Gu Xiaobai smiled slightly at everyone, raised his left hand, and put it in front of his mouth.

"Hush".

The cheers at the scene stopped immediately.

And the opera soundtrack with the sound of gongs and drums and the sound of qin and hu, also stopped.

No, not all of them stopped, other instruments stopped, but the flute was still playing.

The sound of the empty and distant flute lingers above the water and between the seating areas.

"Boom..." With a sound, a quiet bell rang, and ripples swayed on the surface of the water.

Strings of violins, violas, cellos, and double basses set off the atmosphere like a stream of water.

The faint female voice sang, as if it came from below the surface of the water.

It's like a mother's call, and it's like a siren's singing.

In the next second, Gu Xiaobai stared into the distance, and the lyrics played again.

"Both hands,

how many times,
To pull up heaven.

a pair of feet,

how many steps
Only then can we go far..."

"Picking up stars"!
Songs that flow seamlessly together, foreshadowing one thing.

The second half of the sea tour of Bihai Riding Whale has arrived!
(End of this chapter)