From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 294

After seeing off the two athletes, the owners of the Mushroom House were lying in the gazebo as usual, and the people in the midday sun were lazy and didn't want to move.

The mushroom house seemed to be still. Little H was sleeping soundly at the feet of Mr. He. The colored lights... Forget it, the colored lights are very quiet and usually motionless. Teacher Huang also said that the colored lights are like specimens.

"One~heart~one~meaning~"

Ye Mingxuan was lying on a chair, covered his face with a book by Mr. Huang, and was playing idiom Solitaire feebly.

"Unshirkable!"

"inaccurate words!"

"Unshirkable!"

"Haha~Resignation~Farewell to the old and welcome the new~" Teacher Peng Penghe and Teacher Huang's three idioms made the younger sister cover her mouth and snicker, her sweet smile looked so bright in the sun.

"New~New~Passing the Torch~It's so boring."

"A masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, Peng Peng!"

Teacher Huang opened his mouth without thinking, and pointed to Peng Peng.

"Do ~ make ~ what to do?"

An idiom is on the lips, but I just can't remember it. Peng Peng scratched his ears and pondered over it.

"What to do? Tell me what to do?"

As soon as Peng Peng got stuck, Teacher Huang followed suit, urging him non-stop, just not letting Peng Peng think about it.

"Hey~ Do...do..."

"Sit in the well and watch the sky, domineering, cocooning yourself, watching from the wall~" Ye Mingxuan drooped his head, and glanced sleepily at Peng Peng.

"That's right, that's right, I just wanted to say that I was sitting in a well and watching the sky!"

"Then why didn't you answer just now?"

Teacher He wore a floral shirt and shorts today, and went to the chair wearing a toad mirror to block out the surrounding environment, which looks like a tourist on a beach vacation.

"Can you name a few more?"

These few idioms are considered common, and Teacher Huang couldn't think of other idioms for a while.

"There are no empty seats, the price is raised when you sit on the ground, the mountain is empty when you sit, and you are waiting to die, sit~sit~no more!"

"I~ I'd better chop wood, chopping wood is more suitable for me, hehe~"

Peng Peng, who lacked knowledge, was beaten to pieces, scratched his head with a dry smile, and took the initiative to get up and go to the yard to chop firewood.

"Old Huang, not as good as us~"

"Jingle bell~"

Ye Mingxuan woke up instantly, stepped on the table and rushed into the room with a somersault, raised the receiver and put it to his ear.

"Hey?"

"What? Learning Peking Opera? Your master's brain is stimulated by something. What kind of Peking Opera should you learn from the cross talk?"

"Promotional repertoire? No, aren't you embarrassing me? Brother Yue, you know that I have never studied Peking Opera. How can I write it for you?"

Ye Mingxuan looked embarrassed. He thought it was a visitor, but it turned out to be Xiao Yueyue's call for help. He was really convinced. He was asked to write a promotional song for Peking Opera. It must have Peking Opera elements and popular elements. Where can I think of it for a while.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not Brother Yue, why do you have to find me?"

"Oh, there are more people who can write lyrics and compose music, but it's difficult for me, you also~"

"What? You said it! Don't go back on your word, right now, wait a moment, let me take a breath and sing a few lines, you listen?"

Several people in the yard peeked at each other, wondering why Ye Mingxuan was crazy, he looked half-dead just now, when the phone rang, he jumped up faster than a monkey, Mr. He said 'be careful' back to his stomach abruptly, silently I picked up the rag on the flower stand and wiped off the footprints on the table.

This was the first time that everyone had an intuitive understanding of Ye Mingxuan's kung fu. Whether it was boxing or getting up early to practice martial arts, they were not as shocked as today's somersault in the gazebo. The footprints on the table were more than four meters away from where they landed.

"Old Huang, are you sure Xiaoxuan is a normal person? Not an alien?"

Teacher He was calm on the surface, and his heart was about to jump out. It was too scary. He was so scared that he almost had a heart attack, but after the momentary panic, he was shocked and curious. Martial arts practitioners are so... non-human?
"This...I don't know either..."

Although Teacher Huang was shocked, he could still accept it. After all, Ye Mingxuan knew that he had been practicing martial arts.

Compared to the others, Zhang Zifeng was completely dumbfounded, staring blankly at the back of Ye Mingxuan in the living room with his mouth open.

After clearing his throat, Ye Mingxuan put on his best performance. There was not only Xiao Yueyue on the other end of the phone, but also his master!
Originally, I wanted to give up on the aspect of music. It is not good to always plagiarize the works of the previous life. Now the focus has shifted to TV and movies, and I will show the works I want to present to the audience.

"Teacher Guo, let me tell you a story first. Whether the story is true or not is hard to figure out. Don't take it seriously. I'll just listen to it as soon as I say it. Is it okay?"

"In 1937, with the gunfire of the invaders, our land was in dire straits. At this time, the theater in Dingyuan County, which had not yet been affected, sang joys and sorrows "Peach Blossom Fan"."

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"What is sung on the stage is that love does not know where it started, and it goes deep. What is being done off the stage is tigers, leopards, rich wolves, and evil spirits. With the leader Li Xiangjun yelling: Ignite the fire. In an instant, the fire spread and the smell of alcohol was overwhelming. In the theater building, it turned into a sea of ​​flames, and it was too late for the invaders to find out, and the exit windows were tightly blocked."

"And Pei Yanzhi, the famous actor on the stage, is still babbling: I want to see him build a tall building, see him entertain guests, see his building collapse...the building collapsed, but the show is not over yet."

"Okay~ what a humble person who dares not forget to worry about the country, okay, even the opera singer is ruthless, how do you know that opera singer also has a heart~"

Mr. Guo's good word said that he is righteous and full of spirit, and he even used opera singing at the end.

"Xiaoxuan, Xiaoyue told me that you are the best at writing songs, so I let him try it out. I dragged down a few songwriters in the music circle, but they were not satisfied, so I just told you this story. Thank you, Guo Degang. you!"

"You're welcome, Mr. Guo, I'm a layman in opera arias, if I can't sing well, please bear with me."

"The play is folded and the sleeves rise and fall

Sing joys and sorrows

Fans open and close gongs and drums and silent
Who can tell outsiders about the love in the play

I am used to blending joy, sorrow and joy
How about sing and wear the statement

My bones and ashes are all mine
In troubled times, duckweed endures watching beacon fires burn mountains and rivers

The humble did not dare to forget the worry about the country

even if no one knows me

Ye Mingxuan took a deep breath. He knew that he didn't understand opera at all. He could only try his best to imitate the singing style of this opera in his previous life. moving.

"People in the audience can't see the old color when they walk by

People on stage sing sad and joyful farewell songs
Love is hard to write

she sang it needs blood
When the curtain starts and the curtain ends, who is the guest~”

After Ye Mingxuan finished singing, he remained silent. He suddenly felt that there were some things that people needed to protect with all their strength. The things left by their ancestors were slowly dying out.

Teacher Guo on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"How can the generals of the Yang family allow people to praise and criticize? The sword of Tianbo Mansion is buried in the dust and is still intact. If the old lady is in command, Mu Guiying will be the first officer. Shake the silver gun, go out of the male pass, leap on the horse, and step on the smoke of the wolf. The thieves are frightened, and they call the news three times a day."

"Xiaoxuan, I stand for Peking Opera, thank you, thank you! Remember, family enmity and country enmity, we are not qualified to forgive on behalf of our ancestors, you are young, don't be like others, guide our dolls to correct right and wrong Value!"

"Teacher Guo, you are too serious!" Ye Mingxuan didn't dare to answer the words, which were too loud.

"Xiaoyue is still quite popular. I won't quarrel with young people when I'm old. I heard that your show lacks someone. Xiaoyue, go and take your book and song. After Deyun Club, you will be It's home."

Teacher Guo didn't mention the money, it wasn't because he was stingy, the money would go to the public account of Ye Mingxuan's studio, and favors were what he valued.

(End of this chapter)