I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 365 So-so, No. [-] in the world!

Non-music artist?

Xu Minqing learned opera at the age of seven or eight, and after decades of learning, someone dared to question that he was not a folk artist, but a businessman!

This is worse than greeting the eighteenth generation of his ancestors!

"You wild girl!" Xu Minqing sang Tsing Yi, his seriousness and femininity could not be changed.

Hearing Su Shao's sarcasm, how could he swallow it.

"Master, don't be angry." Su Shao narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Seeing that you have some connection with my master, my apprentice has already shown mercy. I'm really embarrassed to say bad words."

Under Xu Minqing's angry face, Su Shao moved her thin lips slowly.

"I'm afraid that if I say it out loud, I'll piss you off, cause trouble for my master, and make Chengjiayuan, a place as good as Chengjiayuan, dirty."

"Okay, okay!" Xu Minqing sneered again and again, "I didn't expect that after so many years, the apprentices in the senior brother's garden didn't grow in skills, but their verbal skills improved a lot."

Cheng Ruhai was thick-skinned, and taunted him with curled lips, "So-so, third in the world!"

Uncle Xiang, "."

As soon as Xiao Yaoyao came back, his class leader was naive again
"Okay! I see that you are also singing Tsing Yi, and it just so happens that there is a boy in my theater troupe who is about the same age as you singing Tsing Yi." Xu Minqing stared at Su Shao, "If you are really capable, let's compete! Let me also see, this Chengjiayuan, which has been in desolation for several years, still has the glory of the past!"

Upon hearing this, Uncle Xiang was a little worried, and hurried forward to dissuade him, "Master Xu, your apprentice has been with you for more than ten years, and we—"

Before Uncle Xiang finished speaking, Su Shao comforted, "Uncle Xiang, it's okay."

"But..." Uncle Xiang wanted to say something else.

He looked at Su Shao with a persistent face, and swallowed the words again.

Su Shao, "Isn't Mrs. Qiao Yuan celebrating her birthday the day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, Xu Minqing couldn't stop laughing, "Just you? Still want to go to Qiaoyuan to celebrate that old lady's birthday? Don't get thrown out at the door!"

Su Shao didn't speak, and Uncle Xiang didn't dare to reveal his identity directly.

If the proud leader Xu knew that the girl he was talking about was Qiao Mo's daughter and the cousin of Qiao's family, he would probably feel very complicated.

Xu Minqing hates Chengjiayuan, and there are many reasons for Su Shao's mother, Qiao Mo.

Qiao Mo also studied opera in Chengjiayuan in her early years, she is Cheng Ruhai's youngest junior sister.

When she came, Xu Minqing had already been kicked out of Chengjiayuan.

At that time, Xu Minqing thought that if Chengjiayuan lost a good embryo like him who sang Tsing Yi, he would regret it in the future.

Unexpectedly, after a few years, Chengjiayuan came out with a peerless Tsing Yi, with a beautiful appearance and a pleasant voice.

It wasn't until Qiao Mo got married and married far away in City A that his name, Xu Minqing, gradually became famous.

Qiao Mo hid her identity when she studied opera, so Xu Minqing didn't know that she was the daughter of the Qiao family.

Su Shao, "Boom or not, uncle doesn't need to worry."

"Okay! You girl is more straightforward than your master. If you lose in the future, or you don't go to Qiaoyuan, then Chengjiayuan will be in Lingcheng in the future, and no one will care about it. "

Su Shao frowned, seemed to want to say something, but gave up again.

"The day after tomorrow, our Xu family class will be waiting for you, girl." Xu Minqing seemed to be afraid that Su Shao would refuse, so he turned his head and left as soon as he lifted his robe.

That triumphant, brisk walk made Uncle Xiang give him a hard look.

"Xiao Yaoyao, you...you haven't sung in a few years." Uncle Xiang broke into a cold sweat.

"Uncle Xiang, why don't you even understand it. In fact, it doesn't matter which faction wins Beijing Opera now, but Peking Opera must win, and traditional culture must win."

If you want to win, you must have innovation, ideas, and changes.

Xu Minqing didn't, she did!

It just so happens that she also needs an opportunity to let them, a group of traditional opera antiques, understand this truth.
(End of this chapter)