Under the stage, in the VIP area, Huang Yuanping's father, Huang Huiqing, was also looking up at the stage.

When he saw his father appear on stage in his costume again, his eyes couldn't help but moisten.

If wearing costumes and singing on stage is Huang Yuanping's childhood, it is almost half of his life.

When he was young, almost half of the time was spent following his father's troupe, moving around.

It was also in such an environment that Huang Huiqing slowly grew up, worked, got married, and had children.

It was also at that time that the troupe was declining more and more.

Almost every night, he could hear his father sighing.

I can see my mother under the lamp, constantly sewing and mending the worn costumes.

Finally, one day, my mother couldn't afford to get sick.

He still remembers when his mother was terminally ill and his father was so poor that he couldn't afford to pay for his mother's treatment.

Or did he use his own salary to intermittently let his mother renew her life for two years.

But the mother finally left.

He still remembers that night, he cried heartbreakingly outside the factory workshop.

It was also from that day on, in his heart, that he seemed to hate these things.

Whether it is singing or singing, it is not a proper job, and it is something with no future.

But he didn't expect that his son Huang Yuanping would still embark on this road after all.

"Crossing the main street and the river

Walking through the light rain and falling snow

Why don't you love ice cream

There are several ...... in a string of sugar gourds"

He never thought that in Huang Yuanping's heart, the days of singing with his grandfather in those years would be so important.

At that time, the theater had long since lost its former prosperity, and there were not many people going to the theater for a long time, and it was just barely enough to maintain every day.

My father's economy has always been very poor, and he is reluctant to buy one for himself even a sugar gourd.

Yes, the elders of that era, who was willing to buy a string of sugar gourds for themselves?

"The costumes are old, and the patches are sewn into the colors

The drum beat through the mottled walls

An old theater converted into a shopping mall

The last time I passed by, it was still on the wall

You say your hair is like being blown white by a strong wind

turned around and said that the sugar gourds are so expensive

At night, there are people singing in small corners of the roadside

The dumb gong broke the drum and the erhu strings loosened ......"

Gu Xiaobai finished singing the second paragraph, and on another stage, the old man picked up:

"Su San left Hongdong County, will come in front of the mansion, I have not said that my heart is so miserable, the past gentleman listened to me, the one who went to Nanjing to turn, and my San Lang passed the letter, saying that Su San broke his life, and I should return the ...... in the next life."

Looking at the old man's eyes that tried his best to cover up, but he could still see the wrinkled corners, and listening to the old man's voice that was still hoarse but singing, Huang Huiqing felt an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

But I couldn't help but sing along softly.

He doesn't know how many times he's heard this singing.

Every sentence seems to be imprinted in the depths of memory.

Because under the stage, in the crowd, in the front place, there will always be a place that belongs to him.

At that time, he looked at the old man's eyes, and he was so adoring.

He listened to the play, and listened to it, and heard it, and heard it again, and again, and again.

And those children gathered around the stage, looking at his eyes, were also so envious.

The piano sounded again, and Gu Xiaobai sang to the last paragraph.

"Mahogany box with floral mirrors, grandma's dressing box

There is a handsome guy hidden in the black and white photo

Tsing Yi long-sleeved who secretly helped you wash it

And who quietly warmed your tea

Qiyun's hand and eyes turned to see whom

Smile whose Yutang is spring

This hand-mended pleat

You didn't want to cross the ...... after you left."

The sub-stage carrying the old man slowly descended, and before he completely fell under the water, he suddenly heard a howl and cry in the VIP area.

The boy has tears and doesn't flick.

When Gu Xiaobai finished singing the last line of the last paragraph, he let go of the piano and stood up.

Behind him, the piano descended into the middle of the stage.

Only then did everyone realize that they didn't know when, the other stages had already fallen, and only Gu Xiaobai was left on the stage.

In the center of the stage, the lights flashed, Gu Xiaobai's body turned, and with a "whoosh", his clothes changed, and he was dressed in flower pleats, and then his sleeves were spread, blocking his face, and when he appeared in front of everyone again, he was already a Tsing Yi.

Gu Xiaobai's appearance in green clothes is overwhelming.

At Gu Xiaobai's feet, the central stage was also slowly descending, he moved his steps slightly, walked on the stage, and then the pretty and high-pitched Xun School sang:

"I remembered the prostitution home back then

I have to meet a son with a good match......"

Compared with the old man's dumb singing voice just now, Gu Xiaobai's singing voice is correct and round, as if he is already a big man.

His steps are like clouds, his long sleeves are like flowing water, and he has a smile on his face, which is soul-stirring.

At this time, the surrounding water had already "rushed" across the stage, and then ......

Everyone's eyes seem to bulge!

Gu Xiaobai actually stood on the water.

In the center of the moon pool, Gu Xiaobai, who is dressed in flower folds, is reflected on the mirror-like water surface.

In the next second, he flicked his sleeves, moved lightly, and ran a small circle.

With a light footstep, he stepped on the surface of the water in a series of fine ripples, and the ripples met and spread like a beautiful pattern.

In the stands, the spectators were stunned.

"Damn, no!"

"How can you walk on water?"

"There's another glass stage under the water!"

"Why are you standing on the water?"

"It's not scientific...... right?"

originally thought that Gu Xiaobai's lifting stage in the water was completely high-tech.

But no one thought that Gu Xiaobai would be able to play new tricks!

There are no whales, no stage, and you can perform on the water!

Regardless of how this is achieved, the effect is really cool!

Especially with the light shining from under the water, there is really a feeling of Ling Bo micro-stepping and dusty socks.

Gu Xiaobai sang while walking:

"He was sent to the flood cave and suffered

The slave was unjustly imprisoned and was ...... mutilated by a knife"

Singing this, Gu Xiaobai stood in the middle of the moon pool, raised his right hand, and gently pulled the snow-white water sleeve with his left hand, blocking his face behind.

When the water sleeve blocked Gu Xiaobai's face, his face was resentful and sad, but when his face appeared from behind the water sleeve again, it was joy and joy.

"Now the grievances are clear

See you again with Childe

Bitter and sweet come to the heart

With a spring breeze on my face, I left the procuratorate

Baiyian is waiting for the reunion of the son......"

Backstage, in the orchestra pit, gongs and drums sounded in unison, and the sky was happy.

On the stage, Gu Xiaobai raised his hands and shook them.

In an instant, the two horses were like white rainbows, like sword lights, flying on both sides.

At that moment, it was as if a bomb had exploded at the scene.

"it, water sleeves!"

"Damn, Xiaobai actually danced the sleeve dance again!"

"Whoa, whoa, novice, ......noodle,

I thought that after "Green Silk", there would be no water sleeve dance.

Who would have thought that it would appear again!

In the moon pool, above the water surface, two long water sleeves flew out.

The water sleeve waved to the extreme, and it was still in the air for a moment, and then slowly fell.

Gu Xiaobai's arms swung again, and the water sleeves drew two marks on the water surface, and flew up again.

This long sleeve, I don't know what material it is made of, glides across the water, but it is not wet, but it splashes some water droplets, and it is still light and elegant in the air.

With the shaking of Gu Xiaobai's hands, the water sleeves broke through the air again.

Gu Xiaobai turned around and shook his sleeves.

Two white water sleeves, trembling like two white dragons in the air, flying in the air, prematurely changing.

And Gu Xiaobai in the center, closing his sleeves, throwing his sleeves, throwing his sleeves, singing and dancing at the same time, obviously singing a drama, but still not shaking or messing up.

It's like the one who sings, not him.

What a great control!

At this moment, everyone suddenly had a feeling.

Since the concert, Gu Xiaobai, who has been playing, finally got serious.

This is Gu Xiaobai's real strength!

In an instant, everyone only felt that above the water surface of the Moon Pool, the long sleeves were flying, and the white light was dense, as if the water sleeves were flying all over the sky.

Everyone's eyes don't know where to look.

Whether to look at Gu Xiaobai's face, or his water sleeves, or to listen to him sing this drama.

When the last singing section ended, Gu Xiaobai turned on the spot, dragged the tail ends of the two water sleeves in the water, drew a circle on the water surface, and then Gu Xiaobai suddenly waved his hands and closed them.

In an instant, the water sleeve meandered across the water, drawing two arcs.

It happens to be the same as the previous circle, forming a huge Tai Chi pattern.

A ring of light, lit up under the surface of the water, illuminated the Tai Chi pattern extraordinarily brightly.

Two lights, one red and one white, flashed under the stage, like the two eyes of yin and yang in Tai Chi.

And in the center of the Tai Chi, Gu Xiaobai's arms waved and rotated, and his long sleeves turned into a white cocoon.

When the sleeves of the robe fell again, standing in the center was already a handsome white-robed young man with wide robes and large sleeves, a long sword hanging from his waist.

Gu Xiaobai!

faded from the heavy color of the opera, the young man standing there was heroic, and his handsome face seemed to make the stage lights eclipsed.

"Whoa, whoa......"

"Wow Wow Wow Wow Wow ......"

"Little White Little White ......"

The cheers at the scene seemed to be that even the Dragon Palace on the Sea was about to be overturned.

Gu Xiaobai smiled at everyone, raised his left hand, and put it in front of his mouth.

"Shhhh

The cheers at the scene stopped in response.

And the opera soundtrack, which was noisy with gongs and drums and pianos and hutongs, also stopped.

No, not all of them stopped, the other instruments stopped, but there was still the sound of the flute.

The sound of the flute lingers above the water, between the sitting areas.

"Knock ......", the quiet bell rang, and wisps of ripples rippled on the water.

The strings of violins, violas, cellos, and double cellos set the mood like a stream of water.

A female voice sang as if it were coming from below the surface of the water.

Like a mother's call, like a siren's chant.

In the next second, Gu Xiaobai stared into the distance, and the lyrics rose again.

"A pair of hands,

How many times,

in order to pull up heaven.

A pair of feet,

How many steps,

to step out of the distance......"

"Picking Up the Stars"!

A seamless song that foreshadows one thing.

The second half of the Blue Sea Whale Riding Sea Tour has arrived!