Little milk dad big star

Chapter 194
Time: Ten o'clock the next morning.

Location: A small courtyard somewhere in Guangtian Province.

"The art of Peking Opera originated in the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty. It has a long history. Due to the influence of feudal ethics, men and women were never allowed to perform on the same stage until the early years of the Republic of China. They will be spurned by the common people and interfered by the authorities. Therefore, the 'dan roles' who play female images on the stage are basically male actors."

"As for how to make a male actor play a female role well, apart from his voice, what he pays attention to is the word soft. Every move must appear gentle. No matter from which angle you look at it, you must be gentle."

"The softness is mainly manifested in the movements. Of course, the voice is also indispensable." Mei Bixue in white casual clothes explained to a handsome young man standing in front of her, speaking very slowly, but Very serious, and the explanations are very detailed, I am afraid that the other party will not understand.

Su Zimo listened to the detailed explanation in his ears, and from time to time combined with the thoughts that popped up in his mind, asked questions, and got explanations one by one, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

As for Su Xier and Yang Leling, they sat on the chairs beside them, looking at the figures flashing on the TV for a while, and Su Zimo who looked like teachers and students for a while. The former was too young to understand these complicated things. As for the latter, perhaps it was for fun, watching Su Zimo gesticulate certain movements from time to time, and he started to learn them. Although the movements were a bit clumsy, they became much smoother in a short time.

"Dong dong dong" At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

"I'll open the door." Yang Leling jumped off the chair, and ran towards the door with small messy steps.

Mei Bixue, who was explaining, also stopped, and looked towards the door with doubtful eyes. She didn't expect anyone to come to her at this time. After all, she didn't step out of the door if there was nothing to do. None of the tenants are well acquainted.

Su Zimo also followed the other party's gaze.

After a while, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps, besides Yang Leling, there were two figures beside him, a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and a calm expression.

The other is a young man in his 20s, with a faint evil smile on the corner of his mouth, giving people the impression of being feminine.

"Huh? What are you doing here?" Mei Bixue frowned when she saw the person coming, and said softly.

"Huh? Why don't you welcome me?" The middle-aged man walked to the Eight Immortals table in the middle of the hall and sat down, while the feminine young man stood behind him like a bodyguard.

Mei Bixue felt a little helpless, and introduced to Su Zimo, "This is my brother, Mei Biquan"

Hearing this, Su Zimo smiled and nodded at the two who were looking at him.

"Who is this young man and two little girls? Have you forgotten the precepts of the ancestors? Non-family members are not allowed to enter the ancestral house." Mei Biquan said calmly, with no expression on his face, appearing calm and pretentious.

Su Zimo keenly grasped the word 'ancestral house', and then thought of their surnames, an idea came to his mind quietly.

Mei Bixue said helplessly, "Brother, your temper is still so stubborn, so stick to the rules"

"The precepts of the ancestors are the precepts of the ancestors, and you must not violate them." Liu Biquan shook his head and said in a very flat voice.

"Brother, you know! My second brother and I quit your theater troupe just because we couldn't stand your temper." Mei Bixue sighed and told the truth.

Mei Biquan was silent for a while when he heard the words, waved his hands and said, "Forget it, I don't care about it this time, let them go, since it is the ancestor's precept, we must obey it"

Although Su Zimo felt very helpless, everyone said that, just as he was about to walk towards Su Xier and the other two, he heard a sound from the side, like a heavy bomb, and a look of surprise appeared on his face .

Even Zhang Biquan, who was sitting firmly on the high platform, paused when he heard the words, obviously surprised.

The feminine young man looked at Su Zimo standing there with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Zimo, are you interested? Be my student, join my Mei School, and learn with all your heart" Mei Bixue said slowly to Su Zimo after careful consideration.

Su Zimo naturally agrees all the time. When he didn't get in touch with this business, he thought it was quite simple. After he got in touch with this business, he realized how deep the water in this business is. One idea after another kept popping up. With trying, singing skills have improved rarely, although it is only a small amount, but it is based on his original high-level singing skills.

"Xiaoxue, are you sure? I hope you are not joking. Don't mistake yourself or others. After all, it was ten years ago." Mei Biquan said calmly.

"Enough, I know what happened ten years ago, you don't need to talk about it, and this is my last apprentice, I will naturally try my best to teach it" Mei Bixue said softly, she seemed a little annoyed in the first two sentences.

"Okay." Mei Biquan nodded, didn't say anything more, just stood aside and watched calmly.

"Zimo, come with me. If you are in our line of business, you must have an apprenticeship ceremony." Mei Bixue said to Su Zimo, and then led him to the place where a spirit card was placed in the task.

"The first step is to pay homage to the ancestor, and the ancestor of our 'Mei School' is Mei Lanfang." Mei Bixue picked up the incense on the table, took out three of them, found a lighter, and put Obviously, pass it to Su Zimo.

Although I had some guesses in my heart, I was surprised and excited to know from the other party. After all, this is a great folk artist in modern times. Since the 90s, I know that there are still good stories about the other party.

After Su Zimo took it, he covered the incense with both hands, worshiped a few times devoutly, and inserted it on the incense burner in front of the spirit card.

Mei Biquan, who was sitting next to him, nodded slightly, as if he was satisfied with Su Zimo's behavior.

Mei Bixue also nodded with a smile, walked to the Eight Immortals table and sat down.

Seeing this, Su Zimo naturally didn't need to be reminded. He walked to the coffee table, poured a bowl of hot, fragrant tea, picked it up, walked quickly to Mei Bixue, and handed it out, "Teacher, Please drink tea"

Mei Bixue nodded, stretched out her white hands, took the fragrant tea, blew it lightly, took a sip, and then put it back on the table, the whole movement was smooth and flowing without any pause, and Revealing an elegant atmosphere, he said with a smile, "Because of the rush, there is no time to prepare, so everything will be kept simple, and the link of six rituals will be omitted." I don't know if I am talking to Su Zimo or Mei Biquan.

The so-called Six Rituals Shuxiu refers to the six kinds of gifts given to the master by the disciples during the worship ceremony in ancient times. They are:

Celery (meaning diligent and studious, proficient in business)
Lotus seeds (lotus seeds are bitter, implying painstaking education)

Red beans (meaning good luck)
Jujube (meaning early high school)
Longan (implying the completion of merit and virtue)
Dried lean meat strips (to express the disciple's heart)

After drinking tea, it represented the master-student relationship between the two, and at this moment, it had been concluded.

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