The chief director then set his sights on Du Zigui, and it was his turn.

Du Zigui stiffened like a wooden man, and entered the subway one stop early, he didn't have the same trouble as Xu Chunqiu, and no one recognized him without wearing hats and glasses.

"It's time to turn on the camera. The chief director said to him in the headphones.

Xu Chunqiu saw Du Zigui's face appear in the camera through the screen of his mobile phone.

He is a Peking Opera actor, not that he has never been on stage, but it is the first time he has been on such an entertainment program, not to mention that there are people everywhere, although most of them are either leaning on the back of the chair and squinting, or wearing headphones and playing with their mobile phones down, only a few people cast a curious look at him.

Du Zigui's face turned red.

He couldn't let it go, but the door to the subway was already open.

Du Zigui and a passer-by who was getting into the car looked at each other, and the courage he had just mustered was extinguished by the fluttering head, the man got into the car with a briefcase, stared at him suspiciously, and scolded in a low voice: "Neurotic." ”

He felt that the back of the white robe on his body was already soaked with sweat, Xu Chunqiu was standing under the stage, looking down at his phone, he knew that he must be stupid in the screen.

The barrage brushed over one after another, shaking so much that he could barely see clearly-

"Why don't you sing?"

"My little brother is pretty good-looking, why don't you sing?"

"Don't sing yet, the tram door is about to close!"

"Sing it!"

“......”

Those people seemed to be in a more urgent hurry than he was.

Doesn't he want to sing? Of course he does!

But Du Zigui opened his mouth and took a deep breath, but there was no sound when he spit out, and his throat seemed to be choked.

The few people who watched the excitement probably lost interest in him and lowered their heads again.

No one cared about him.

Du Zigui felt like he had lost all the faces he had been born for more than 20 years, his eyes were stunned, as if he was staring at something, but it seemed that everything was blurry, and his mind was also chaotic.

Under normal circumstances, the subway will only stop at the platform for one minute, and he has already passed a third of the time.

At this moment, he felt a burning gaze on him.

Through the door of the train, he saw Xu Chunqiu raise his head suddenly, a pair of clear Lingling eyes staring at him fixedly, somehow, he looked at those eyes, as if he saw the high sky, calm water, and the chaos in his heart subsided strangely.

He cheered himself up in his heart and sang out.

"The Island Ice Wheel Turns at the Beginning"

"See the Jade Rabbit, the Jade Rabbit rises in the east early"

is also "The Drunken Concubine".

Du Zigui is a man, imitating the state of a woman in the form of a man, and what is conveyed between those subtle ups and downs is not feminine, but Sven, and Xu Chunqiu sings two completely different flavors.

Gradually, people in the carriage began to notice him, and they looked at him in amazement, and then whispered to each other.

"What is he singing, grinding and chirping elongated notes. ”

"This person is insane, why is he singing in the subway?"

"Is it the variety show that has been very popular recently? The one that Xu Chunqiu participated in!"

"My grandfather loved to listen to this ......"

“......”

Among the people waiting for the train in the opposite direction, some people gradually began to turn around, as if looking for the source of the sound.

But most people don't really understand it, not out of appreciation, just to watch the excitement and curiosity.

However, Du Zigui still prayed hopelessly.

Please, whoever it is, as long as one person turns around......

Just one person is enough.

But at this time, the radio on the platform sounded, "Dear passengers, the train is about to enter the station, please do not lean on the security door, pay attention to the gap between the train and the platform, thank you for your cooperation......"

The train on the opposite side has come into the station.

The waiting people on the platform were swept away, and they only glanced in his direction with interest, then turned around and went their own way, and no one turned around and walked to the carriage he was in.

The voice of the chief director came from the headphones: "It's a pity that Du Zigui failed in the challenge." ”

Obviously, it is also "The Drunken Concubine", but the result is a world of difference.

It was only then that Xu Chunqiu realized that she had misunderstood.

She thought that the enthusiastic attitude of those people who were bustling and swarming was for Peking Opera, but she didn't want to, those people didn't actually love Peking Opera, they just loved her.

She saw that the screen of her mobile phone went dark for a moment, like the light under the eyes of a Peking Opera actor.

She had won, but she seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Du Zigui closed the live broadcast gloomily and returned home, quite a bit of a depressed taste, but at this time, he was stopped.

"Little brother," he turned around, two young girls who looked like students, one of them asked him crisply, a little timidly, "Did you just sing "The Drunken Concubine"?"

Du Zigui turned around in astonishment, he obviously didn't expect that these two girls who were still wearing school uniforms would be able to recognize the drama he had just sung.

"You...... How do you know?"

"I didn't expect it to be," the girl said excitedly, "We are fans of Xu Chunqiu, she sang this in "Returning to the Garden", I intercepted the single and listened to it on a loop for a long time!"

When the train arrived at the station, the staff in charge of the program team was still waiting for him on the platform, Du Zigui politely said goodbye to the two girls, and then turned around and got off the train.

"Little brother, thank you," he had just crossed the yellow line with half a foot, only to hear a voice behind him, "It's really beautiful!"

When Du Zigui appeared in front of Xu Chunqiu again, his face not only did not show much loss, but was full of ease, just like when he failed the challenge just now.

He was glad that some people were paying attention to the art of Peking Opera, no matter what their intentions were.

"I worked hard for the two guest teachers today. ”

The recording was over, Xu Chunqiu and Du Zigui were on the same road, and they went out of the station along the escalator of the subway station, and Tang Ze had already asked Xiaobai to drive over and wait outside.

Du Zigui walked past the car without squinting, but there was no other car waiting to pick up people near the subway station.

So Xu Chunqiu asked, "Teacher Du, how are you going?"

Du Zigui raised his hand and pointed to the bus stop opposite, the subway station where the show was recorded was actually not far from the place where he wanted to go back, they were all remote suburbs, but there was no direct bus, and he had to reverse two or three buses, and he had to walk another three or two kilometers after getting off the bus.

Xu Chunqiu took the initiative to say: "I'll give you a ride." ”

Du Zigui hesitated, but did not answer yes or no.

"It's not a bother, it's just to drop you off along the way. ”

Before he could figure out why, he nodded in confusion and got into Xu Chunqiu's nanny car.