Half a month later, Pei Yanzhi posted a message on his Weibo.

"Friends, re-acquaint myself, I am the current head of the Shuangqing class, Pei Yanzhi, that's right, it's the Shuangqing class, at 7 o'clock in the evening on the weekend, the National Grand Theater, the first Peking Opera "Farewell My Concubine" after the reconstruction of the Shuangqing class, performers, Pei Yanzhi, Zheng Xiaochuan, welcome everyone to come and watch!"

Less than five minutes after this message was sent, there have been millions of views and tens of thousands of comments, which shows that Pei Yanzhi is now very active on Weibo.

"I'll go, Yan Zhida is ready to slash immediately, "Farewell My Concubine" is okay! But I hope it's not "Farewell to the Overlord"!"

"Poof, are you going to laugh at Lao Tzu to death, and then inherit Lao Tzu's ant flower times?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm going to grab tickets, I've been looking forward to the first big heroine's play for several years, and it's finally here!"

"Who is this Zheng Xiaochuan? ”

"Isn't it the face of the Peking Opera Company in Yu Province?"

"It's possible, isn't Zheng Xiaochuan's father Zheng Guangming, I heard that Zheng Guangming has joined the Shuangqing class, so his son is not with Lao Tzu!"

"I'll go, the truth, Zheng Xiaochuan is the heir of Qiu Pai's flower face, and his Xiang Yu is a must, this is wonderful!"

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Pei Yanzhi's Weibo was quickly crowded with messages from netizens.

Pei Yanzhi looked at the message on Weibo, and couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, his eyes were firm, this scene, everyone must know the name of Pei Yanzhi in the Shuangqing class.

The weekend is fast approaching.

The outside of the National Theater has long been crowded with people, many people have not bought tickets, and they are anxious outside, and one by one the "scalpers" with tickets in their hands are shuttling through the crowd, peddling the high-priced tickets in their hands.

Pei Yanzhi came to the backstage early, and there were only Pei Yanzhi and Zheng Xiaochuan in the huge backstage.

Zheng Xiaochuan is nearly ten years older than Pei Yanzhi, and he is not smiling in the background, and Pei Yanzhi is the same, he doesn't like to talk when he gets backstage, and the backstage is silent.

Zheng Guangming was really startled when he came in, he thought that there was no one in the dressing room, but as soon as he came in, Pei Yanzhi and his eldest son were there, and he couldn't help laughing, and said, "Xiaochuan doesn't like to talk, this is with his master, Yanzhi, don't you like to talk backstage?"

Pei Yanyi said with a smile while painting his eye makeup, "My temperament is like this, I don't like to talk backstage, I didn't expect Xiaochuan to be the same!"

Zheng Xiaochuan is a generation younger than Pei Yanzhi, although he heard Pei Yanzhi call himself Xiaochuan a little awkward, but he still nodded and did not speak.

Zheng Guangming said, "Yanzhi, the outside is already full, today's play is the cannon play of our Shuangqing class, it's up to the two of you!"

Pei Yanzhi had already dressed up, put on the "Colorful Embroidered Ming Huang Di Feng Opera Peony Female Cloak", tied it, held the sword in his waist, looked at Zheng Xiaochuan, who was already ready to go, and said, "King, back to the camp-"

Zheng Xiaochuan's eyes were also excited, because this was his first commercial performance, although there were many performances before, but all of them were business performances with the Peking Opera Company, which was completely different from this kind of performance.

The gongs and drums outside sounded, and the eight maids with swords appeared first, and after walking a few rounds outside, they stood on both sides of the stage, and Pei Yanzhi came out from the door of the stage.

I saw Pei Yanzhi wearing Yu Ji's crown, wearing a small yellow costume inside, covering the lake blue tiger head fish scale armor, and wearing a colorful embroidered yellow phoenix opera peony female cloak, this is the costume specially designed by Mr. Mei Lanfang for Yu Ji back then, which is unique and very good-looking.

Pei Yan appeared on the stage, and the audience below was also like a fried pot, all of them responded with warm applause, this applause is worth remembering, after nearly a hundred years, the Shuangqing class once again heard the applause from the audience.

Pei Yanzhi on the stage also had mixed feelings.

I saw Pei Yanzhi holding the sword in his waist and coming to the mouth of Jiulongkou, and appeared with fixed eyes, and the applause and applause from the audience rang out.

Pei Yanzhi opened his mouth and sang,

"Ever since I went on a war with the king,

Year after year of wind, frost and toil.

Hate only hates the Daoless Qin to ruin the souls,

but the people were afflicted and distressed. ”

After singing, Pei Yanzhi came to the camp and sat down, and suddenly heard a shout from outside, "The king has returned to the camp!"

I saw Zheng Xiaochuan walking out of the door, Xiang Yu's face mask If some people who know a little about Peking Opera will be a little puzzled, doesn't it say that the white face is a traitor, then why is Xiang Yu's face also white.

In fact, Xiang Yu's face is called "three tile faces", which is to exaggerate the eyebrows, eyes and nose sockets, so that the forehead and cheeks show three obvious main colors, flat like three tiles, hence the name.

Xiang Yu has a black flower three-tile face, with patterns in the white eyebrows, nostrils in the nasal sockets, white cheeks, and patterns in the black head.

Black represents courage and straightforwardness in the face makeup. The color is black and white, there is no other color, majestic and solemn, longevity eyebrows, and crying and mourning, showing a failed hero who pulls out the mountain and covers the world, is stubborn and self-serving, and has courage and no strategy.

Zheng Xiaochuan held the horsewhip in his hand, and walked up to the stage with square steps, and with every step, the horsewhip in his hand had to shake up, representing that he was riding a horse back.

After walking seven steps in a row, he stretched out his left hand and shook it in the air, which means that he has strangled the horse, and the whip in his hand has fallen.

Zheng Xiaochuan stroked his black hair with his hand and sang,

"The gun picked several generals in the Han battalion,

How can you beware of being buried on all sides?

The herald ordered Hugh to send his troops back to their camps,"

Zheng Xiaochuan's singing is also majestic and majestic, with a strong voice, which really won the true inheritance of the Qiu faction and won the applause and applause of the audience.

Zheng Xiaochuan handed the horsewhip in his hand to the horseman beside him, and then made a dismount movement.

Pei Yanzhi in the tent also hurriedly walked out and shouted, "King!"

The two walked face to face in the center of the field, and then walked into the tent hand in hand.

After arriving at the tent, the two also made a look of reunion after a long absence, Pei Yanzhi looked at Zheng Xiaochuan carefully, and couldn't help but reach out and gently pat his heart twice, looking relieved.

After all, the previous plot was that Xiang Yu was surrounded by eight Han generals and barely managed to get out of the encirclement.

Zheng Xiaochuan held Pei Yanzhi's arm and sang, "You are so frightened this time." ”

Pei Yanzhi shook his head slightly, stretched out his hands and waved them slightly in front of him, and then made a gesture of please, allowing Zheng Xiaochuan to sit on the top seat.

Zheng Xiaochuan stepped on the drum, took the overlord step, walked step by step to the throne in the center of the tent, and sat down slowly!

Pei Yanzhi also took a seat in the direction of the upper door, and asked with a concerned face, "King, how will you win or lose today?"

Zheng Xiaochuan frowned slightly, held the sword in one hand, raised it with the other, and said, "The gun picked several generals of the Han battalion, how can the enemy be outnumbered, and it is difficult to win." This is the death of the heavens, and it is not a crime of war. ”

This paragraph of white mouth is also said to be subdued and frustrated, and the audience also applauded.

Pei Yanzhi looked at Zheng Xiaochuan's depressed face, and he was also a little anxious, but his eyes rolled, and he opened his mouth to persuade, "The victory or defeat of the soldier is a normal situation, why worry? Prepare wine and drink a few glasses with the king to eliminate boredom." ”

Zheng Xiaochuan bowed slightly, and said, "There is a concubine!"

Pei Yanzhi looked back at the maid and shouted, "Look at the wine." ——”

The two stood up, Zheng Xiaochuan and Pei Yanzhi took a few steps forward, and the maid behind them hurriedly moved the chairs of the two, Xiang Yu's chair was placed behind the table, and Yu Ji's chair was placed next to the table.

A maid placed the flask on the table, and everyone stepped back.

Pei Yanzhi came to his place one by one and sat down.

Zheng Xiaochuan took the overlord step, came to the back of the table, stroked his mustache, and sang,

"Today's defeat is uncertain. ”

Pei Yanzhi sat there, picked up the wine glass, toasted Zheng Xiaochuan, and the two raised their glasses to drink together.

Pei Yanzhi used his cloak to completely cover his face when he was drinking, while Zheng Xiaochuan held the wine glass with both hands and drank it all.

The maid next to her hurriedly stepped forward, picked up the flask, filled the glasses of the two with fine wine very neatly, and then retreated.

Pei Yanzhi opened his mouth and sang, "Persuade the king to rest his worries and relax." ”

Zheng Xiaochuan waved his hand slightly, stroked his mustache, and sang, "How can it be difficult for him to win with ten enemies." ”

Listening to Zheng Xiaochuan's complaints, Pei Yanzhi also looked helpless, shook his head, reached out to pick up the wine glass, and saluted Zheng Xiaochuan again, and the two picked up the wine glass again and drank it all.

When the maid came up to pour wine, Pei Yanzhi also sang, "And patiently hold the position and wait for the rescuers." ”

Zheng Xiaochuan sighed, waved his hand, and sang, "I have no choice but to drink elixir to relieve my worries." ”

Pei Yanzhi saw that Zheng Xiaochuan was indeed upset, and he shook his head helplessly, not knowing how to persuade him, so he had to pick up the wine glass again, saluted Zheng Xiaochuan, and the two drank the glass.

This time, Pei Yanzhi didn't wait for the maid to step forward, and directly picked up the wine jug, wanting to add wine to Zheng Xiaochuan, but Zheng Xiaochuan shook his head, stretched out his hand to block the wine jug, and sighed again and again.

Pei Yanzhi also had no choice but to sigh and say, "The king—"

Pei Yanzhi put down the wine jug and sat back in place, while Zheng Xiaochuan also put down the wine glass and sighed.

Pei Yanzhi opened his mouth and sang, "Since ancient times, it has been common for soldiers to win or lose. ”

Zheng Xiaochuan nodded, and then suddenly felt tired and unbearable, and couldn't help stretching and sighing.

Pei Yanzhi hurriedly stood up and spoke, "The king is tired, how about resting in the tent for a while?"

Zheng Xiaochuan nodded and said, "Okay, concubine, you have to wake up!"

Pei Yanzhi bowed slightly and said, "Obey!"

Zheng Xiaochuan turned around and left from the bottom door with a bully step.