i have a mountain

Chapter 802

Yu Fei's head grew bigger, God, any kind of plant will be consumed during the transplanting process, and a few golden flowers will wither, which seems to him to be a very normal thing.

Even if someone comes, there is no guarantee that all the plants will have a 100% survival rate. Is your requirement a bit too high?

After thinking about it, Yu Fei asked, "Have you ever heard of Henan Opera?"

The old monster was obviously stunned for a moment. Is there any relationship between Golden Flower and Henan Opera?Why doesn't he know, or is it that these golden flowers need the influence of art in the process of growing?

This...isn't it a bit incredible?
Seeing the old monster's reaction, Yu Fei said to himself: "Looking at you like this, I know that you must have never heard of it. There is a famous Hua Mulan in Henan opera, and there is a sentence that has been passed down for a long time in the excerpt."

The old monster's eyes showed a sense of confusion, and he was almost putting a question mark on his head.

Yu Fei chuckled, and then hummed: "Brother Liu's speech is too unreasonable..."

"Puff~ cough cough cough..."

Yu Fei turned around and yelled at Young Marshal Lu: "Put down my teapot, you're disgusting or not, you drink tea as soon as you drink it, why are you still spraying it outside? It's okay to spray it, how can you spray it on my teapot?"

Young Marshal Lu raised his hand and said, "Harassment, if you're not careful, I'll pay attention next time."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Yu Fei nodded in satisfaction, turned around and met the angry eyes of the old monster.

"I thought you really fell in love with traditional culture. Who knew it was just to block me here. Let's not talk about the golden flower, but just talk about Henan opera. Do you really know what Henan opera is?"

Yu Fei subconsciously shook his head, and the old monster said with an expression like I told you to listen: "Henan opera is one of the five major opera genres in my country, and it is undoubtedly the largest local opera genre in China."

"It is famous for its sonorous singing voice, well-balanced cadence, smooth speech, clear articulation, mellow charm, vividness, flesh and blood, and good at expressing the inner emotions of the characters. Because of its musical accompaniment, it is beat with jujube wood clappers, so it was named Henan clappers in the early days. "

"Mulan is a bright section in Henan opera that is sung more often, but what it wants to express is not what you want to say..."

"Xiao Cangwa sang a lot." Yu Fei muttered in a low voice after listening to him babbling so much.

He knew that the arias in Hua Mulan benefited from the development of Internet information. In his memory, as long as there was a repertoire by Xiao Cangwa when he was a child, the house would be full of people.

"That's Quju, not Henan Opera." The old monster blushed and said with a thick neck: "Although it is also a kind of Henan Opera, it is not called Henan Opera."

The spitting stars flew to Yu Fei's face, he wiped it, and after seeing the state of the old monster, he said with a smile: "I only know a little about these things, you always know more about this, why don't you Give us a lesson?"

As he said that, he gestured to Young Marshal Lu. After all, he was a friend, and Young Marshal Lu immediately understood what he meant, and said, "Yes, although I studied ancient culture for a while when I was young, it was a bit one-sided after all. You are completely incomparable, so just tell us and let us learn more."

This bitch, at this time, still does not forget to improve himself, Yu Fei slandered in his heart, but still said to the old monster with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, you should teach us literacy gone."

The old monster's eyes flicked around the two of them, and then he said: "Then I will tell you, so that you won't be ashamed when you go out in the future. These are good things left by our ancestors, and we can't stop them." gone."

Yu Fei and the two nodded like chickens eating rice, with a particularly devout expression on their faces.

I don’t know which point this stimulated the old monster. He obviously entered a preaching state, rolled up his sleeves and said: “If you want to say that there are three major types of Henan opera, the first one is the Henan opera I just mentioned. One of the five major drama genres, and one that people are more familiar with.”

"The remaining two are Quju, and the other is Yuetune. Quju was also called Gaotai Opera or Quzi Opera in the old days. It was developed on the basis of the popular local Quyi Guziqu and stilt-walking performances. of."

"It is said that Yue Tune was originally called 'Moon Tune', and it is one of the four tunes of 'Ping, Back, Side, and Moon' common to common local operas in ancient Chinese opera. In addition to the form of opera, there are two branches of quyi and puppet..."

The old monster talked more and more vigorously, but Yu Fei and Lu Shaoshuai didn't care about this. Yu Fei wanted to divert the old monster's attention so that he wouldn't be so critical.

And Young Marshal Lu was completely accidentally injured. If he hadn't followed Yu Fei, then he would definitely be lying comfortably in the house drinking tea, or taking a walk outside.

So he looked at Yu Fei full of resentment, you said you should sing some Henan opera well, it's okay now, I can't walk away, and listen to what I don't like with you suject.

Yu Fei was much more comfortable than him. With the opportunity of listening carefully, he allocated half of his consciousness to enter the space. Although he couldn't do anything, he could still be a browser for the naked eye, just like watching a tour. show up.

A shout drew everyone's attention, and Yu Fei also merged his consciousness in an instant, rolled his eyes, jumped up, and said, "I'm going out to see if he hasn't landed yet, his people are gone." disappeared at the door.

Young Marshal Lu followed closely behind and said, "I'll go and have a look too." He also quickly disappeared from the sight of the old monster. The latter's impassioned speech stopped for a moment. After a long while, he shook his head helplessly and said, "The young man now What about people~"

Hey~ No.

He suddenly woke up, he didn't come here today to popularize opera knowledge, he came to remind Yu Fei, let him pay more attention to those golden flowers, how did it become like this?

He shook his head again and muttered to his side: "I'm old, I can't keep up with the thinking of young people."

……

"You didn't remind me when you ran, which made me almost get kicked out by myself." Young Marshal Lu complained after catching up with Yu Fei.

"Didn't you run out too?" Yu Fei said indifferently.

"That's because I'm more vigilant, or I'd still be teaching here." Young Marshal Lu looked proud.

"Come on, you are just this little clever, if something happens to you, I think you are not as good as your military officer." Yu Fei pouted.

Regarding this point, Young Marshal Lu did not refute, since they are all a family anyway, it doesn't matter who is better, and he won't go to other people's plates anyway, but he asked a little puzzled: "Why do you have to talk about drama with shopkeeper Liu?" What about it? You're obviously a half-assed person."

Yu Fei rolled his eyes and said, "Nonsense, I don't know who I am, I'm not here to let shopkeeper Liu worry less and have more time for leisure and entertainment, or you think I like to seek abuse. "

Young Marshal Lu said thoughtfully: "Oh~ So you are still a good person."

"Since when have I been a bad person?"

Yu Fei stretched out his hand to hit him, but Young Marshal Lu hurriedly dodged it. He said with a smile, "Stop making trouble. If we keep making trouble, we will have to be educated again...By the way, what were you shouting outside just now?"

As soon as he said wait until this, Yu Fei's eyes lit up: "It's delicious~"

(End of this chapter)