Cross talk: There is no size on the stage, and a new grave is built under the stage

Chapter 122 Do you want Qi Yuncheng to enter university? 【Subscribe】

"Yeah, let's get closer, the moon is shining, and the shadows are shining on the flower terrace. Sister Qiuxiang made a plan, and she said that the bus will come in the evening~~
We are so loving in front of the peony pavilion, I hope that the phoenix and the phoenix will be married soon~~

You don't come when you wait, you don't come when you wait~~
Tang Jieyuan couldn't stop feeling so sad for Mingyue, beauty, Qiuxiang, the soul-stirring girl's skirt hairpin~~"

……

On the stage of the National Palace Theater.

Qi Yuncheng held a fan in his hand and sang such a song with his own voice accompanied by Zhou Hang's Sanxianer.

Logically speaking, this little song.

All fans of Deyun couldn't be more familiar with it, and even their ears could hear the cocoon.

But everyone sings in a different tone and style.

So it doesn't sound boring at all, and the music of the Great Western Chamber is really nice, and there are stories in it.

But this song is for laymen to watch the excitement, while insiders are just watching the doorway.

The audience thought Qi Yuncheng's voice was pleasant, but Song Yi below was listening to the stability of various breaths.

There is also the processing of changing the sound.

She felt more and more that this boy's singing skills were not ordinary, and she had never seen him at this age.

And Yueyue next to her can naturally hear a little bit, after all, singing skills are also very important for learning opera.

But her brain is all focused on liking actors, so she doesn't care about those.

After Qi Yuncheng finished singing this change, let the rest of the actors sing along.

Meng Hetang himself had already prepared himself. He came to the microphone between Senior Brother and Team Luan, and prepared a little bit to speak.

"Second, let's get closer, the moon is shining and the shadow is shining in front of the flowers~~
Huaxiang Mansion is trapped, passionate Tang Jieyuan~~
Infatuated genius, I am a romantic man, I have been praying for thousands of years before that Buddha~~"

……

Paragraph after paragraph!
Almost all the supporting actors on the stage, as long as they can sing, came for a change!
Even biscuits are the same.

Although his voice is a bit harsher than others, but in terms of basic skills, it is not bad, after all, he was forced to practice by his master when he was young.

But after singing according to Huatai.

This theater has to end as it should, and it's past twelve o'clock, so it's really late enough to drag it on.

So after the last collective bow, Qi Yuncheng led the actors down the stage.

At the same time, the hostess hurried to the stage.

"Dear audience friends, this is the end of Deyun's New Year's Day performance today, thank you for coming.

In addition, Deyun's performance information will always be released on the Weibo platform.

If you need to buy tickets to watch, please pay attention to Deyun.

Thank you!
So that's the end of today's show..."

The host spoke the same lines, and both the audience and the actors were used to it, because most of them ended like this.

Then it also means that the scene is really over.

But Qi Yuncheng, who was walking towards the side screen with a group of seniors, suddenly showed a smile, nothing else, it was the system's scoring.

He is still looking forward to this.

Just when he was about to take a look, he spotted some people coming down from the auditorium out of the corner of his eye.

And every bit is aimed at oneself.

He absolutely can't neglect this kind of thing, so the system can only be put aside first.

"Qi Yuncheng! This is for you, I don't know if you like it or not!"

Below the stage, the girl was talking, and tried her best to hand out a plush doll.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Qi Yuncheng hurriedly took a few more steps, and then took it over, "Hey, thank you!

Quite like.

Don't worry! "

It's very common for girls to give dolls, so I responded immediately.

However, Qi Yuncheng's eyes were a little puzzled just after such a conversation, because he looked familiar, so he simply asked.

"Are you a student majoring in Chinese Opera and Peking Opera?"

"Yeah, you remember me?" The girl suddenly looked very surprised, she didn't expect him to say this at all.

And how could Qi Yuncheng not remember.

In any case, I followed the teacher for two classes, and then saw their demonstration one by one, it was impossible not to have an impression.

But we didn't talk for too long, there were still some audiences around, and they picked up the conversation while they were talking.

It was only after that that something was wrong, because he saw a more familiar face from behind the crowd.

This moment made him completely confused, because how could he see her here.

I don't know which point of world line communication this is.

At this moment, Song Yi didn't even know that Qi Yuncheng was paying attention. He stood by the stage and didn't know what to do because he was inexperienced.

I don't even know how to pass the gift.

In the end, after seeing Yueyue gave the gift, he glanced left and right to find a slightly empty place, and then reached out and handed out the things he bought at that time.

Not expensive.

Still a recently popular doll.

Girls mostly like these too.

Although Qi Yuncheng was puzzled, he still accepted the gift from Song Yi with a smile and thanked him.

But after thanking him, he had to take his things and prepare to leave.

It's just that the steps haven't moved yet, but Song Yi looked at him and said directly, "I like your cross talk very much!"

"Hey, thank you! Thank you for buying a ticket to come here today, but it is indeed too late, so pay more attention to safety when you go home."

Subconsciously, Qi Yuncheng said this sentence, which is not the first time, after all, he has quite a lot of female fans.

At the same time, I don't want them to go backstage after receiving the gifts because they stayed too long.

He went back this time.

The fans standing on the edge of the stage had no choice but to disperse, but Song Yi and Yueyue were still standing there, not moving much.

"Sister, I didn't expect that Qi Yuncheng still remembered me when he was in the rehearsal room."

Song Yi, who was being held by the arm, raised his head slightly, looked at the direction of the side scene where Qi Yuncheng disappeared, and unconsciously showed a smile.

As for what she was happy about, she herself didn't know.

It is estimated that listening to cross talk today is fun.

But this seemed to be the first conversation she had with this boy.

"Sister? What's wrong with you? Why are you in a daze?"

"It's nothing."

Shaking his head, Song Yi forcibly restrained his smile, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and looked back at the wide auditorium behind him.

I found that in just a short while, many people had already left.

So say it.

"Let's take a taxi today, and then come to see the performance next time, but speaking of it, this actor is indeed different from others, and I think that doll is not easy to handle.

Do boys really like it? "

"It doesn't matter. It's a gift of heart anyway. I've seen audiences give actors a barrel of oil and garlic."

"Ah?" Song Yi was completely taken aback, "Is this still available?"

"Of course, senior sister, what do you want to give?"

After thinking for a while, Song Yi's thoughtful brows suddenly untied, "Can you send me textbooks and exercises? I have quite a few of them, and they were left by a high school student's younger sister who was a tutor."

"Um, senior sister, do you want Qi Yuncheng to enter a university?"

"Anyway, it's useless for me to let it go. What if it's really useful, maybe!" Song Yile made a sound when talking about this, but she didn't give it away casually. Instead, she was looking forward to the boy's expression after seeing what she gave. .

I don't know why, but I really hope to see his embarrassment on stage, it's very fun.

And this is why Qi Yuncheng attracts so many audiences. His expressiveness on stage is very strong.

(End of this chapter)