Pei Yanzhi looked in the direction where the voice came from, there were some young Peking Opera actors, one person was shouting, and everyone else was also coaxing, and he didn't know who shouted first.

Pei Yanzhi couldn't help but show a mocking smile, he was so quick to see the dagger, it seems that the so-called harmony with light and dust in the Peking Opera industry is simply a joke, Mu Xiu will be destroyed by the forest wind, and it is the same in any industry.

There are many people who actually think that Pei Yanzhi can worship under Master Han Pingzheng at this age, which is simply a step to the sky, why didn't such a good thing happen to me.

Some young people who are the same age as Pei Yanzhi, or even a few years older, still have to call Pei Yan Yisheng Master according to their generation, even if Tan Zhengyan is standing on the stage now, the seventh generation of the Tan faction, according to their generation, they still have to call Pei Yan Yisheng Uncle, and I don't know if Tan Zhengyan, who is forty years old, can be called.

Looking at the coaxing crowd, Pei Yanzhi didn't talk nonsense, and directly put the microphone in his hand on the ground, luckily dantian, the spear in his hand took a posture, and sang,

"This letter came by coincidence, God helped Huang Zhong to work successfully, and he stood at the camp gate and shouted loudly, and the big and small sons listened to the roots and seedlings!"

This opening immediately calmed down the noise of the entire auditorium, in fact, Pei Yanzhi's voice could not be heard clearly by the entire auditorium, but the seniors in the front row were already looking at Pei Yanzhi with round eyes, and their eyes showed a strong sense of incredulity.

Because Pei Yanzhi's voice is so bright that he doesn't even use a microphone, he can have such a loud voice, which is almost impossible in modern Peking Opera.

But many of you here have experienced the Republic of China period and know the voice of Peking Opera actors at that time, because there was no microphone at that time, and there was no such thing as a chest microphone, which relied on the actor's own voice, so that the actors in the first row could not listen to it, and the audience in the last row should hear it clearly, which required the actors' singing skills to be first-class.

They didn't expect Pei Yanzhi's voice to be like those Peking Opera actors during the Republic of China, bright but not dry, which makes people listen to it without being harsh, which is very rare.

Just this sentence made many people nod their heads, Han Pingzheng is a person who doesn't say anything else, his vision is really good, although this kind of talent was nothing back then, but in today's Peking Opera industry, it is simply rare.

And the young people who were coaxing behind, after hearing Pei Yanzhi start singing, also quieted down one after another, and their faces changed sharply, because they were all experts, and they knew that they could use their own voices directly without a microphone, and what kind of kung fu and ability were needed to make them hear the words clearly in this position, and they suddenly died down one by one.

This is the old saying, money presses slaves, art presses pedestrians, as long as your ability is greater than him, and his character is normal, he will honestly obey you, if you are behind the black, then it's another matter!

Under the complete crushing of this strength, these coaxing young people all sat down with red faces, with expressions that I didn't shout just now, looking at each other and talking in a low voice.

"Damn, this voice is awesome!"

"Yes, he can be sent from so far away, he doesn't have a chest microphone on him!"

"Definitely not, that's too exaggerated!"

"No wonder Master Han chose him, he is really talented!"

"It's not just the loud voice, you listen, this charm is really a bit like Master Ma's sense of >>

Wake ah!"

......

When some of the old people in front heard the words of the young people behind, they couldn't help but pout, and said disdainfully, "Like, Lao Tzu closed his eyes, and really thought it was Master Ma's original voice, I have to say that Han Pingzheng has the ability, and he actually trained such a genius!"

After hearing Pei Yanzhi's singing, the descendants of the Ma faction widened their eyes one after another, what is the situation, how can it be so similar, it is really the same as what those old people said, close their eyes, it is exactly the same as Master Ma Lianliang's singing, that charm, that tone, the expressions on the faces of the descendants of the Ma faction have also changed, from the previous dissatisfaction and resistance, to the current relief and envy, Pei Yanzhi's talent is really enviable.

At this moment, the band, which had been idle on the sidelines, finally found a feeling, and everything in their hands was moving.

"The head is drummed, the war rice is made, the second drum, the battle robe is tight, the three-way drum, the knife is out of the sheath, the four-way drum, and the soldiers are handed over!"

Mr. Jinghu is also very excited, I haven't cooperated with such a good actor for a long time, and the other party's singing voice matches his huqin voice.

This Jinghu teacher's name is Liu Jisheng, who is the son of Liu Bingchen, the piano player of Master Ma Lianliang, and now he is also the son of his father, and he has always been Han Pingzheng, and the two have been partners for half their lives.

Over the years, Han Pingzheng is also old, lack of strength, and rarely go on stage, but Liu Jisheng continues to play the piano in the Peking Opera Company, this time I heard that Han Pingzheng has accepted apprentices, Liu Jisheng is also very happy, and he came with his own band, because on this occasion, someone must come on stage to perform, either some young people come to the stage to report the performance, or Han Pingzheng teaches his disciples to sing two sentences on the spot.

But what he didn't expect was that this Pei Yanzhi's singing voice was no less than Han Pingzheng when he was young, and to put it mildly, it was more like the voice of Master Ma Lianliang than Han Pingzheng, after all, although Han Pingzheng's singing skills are stronger than Pei Yanzhi, but in terms of vocal talent, Pei Yanzhi can be said to be proud.

"There will be a reward for each of them, and a knife will be taken on the item for violating the order, and the three armies and the master will return to the camp!"

Although Pei Yanzhi did not tie his helmet, he had a spear in his hand, which was regarded as the long knife in Lao Huang Zhong's hand, standing on his chest, and his other hand was slightly swinging in front of his chest, as if he was squeezing his mustache, and he opened his mouth and continued to sing,

"By tomorrow——, three o'clock in the afternoon, I will succeed in labor-"

A high tone made the old-timers sitting on the stage nod their heads and look at each other, and the praise in their eyes was overflowing.

Looking at Han Pingzheng sitting in the center again, he squinted his eyes slightly, looked at Pei Yanzhi, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and laughed proudly.

"Yan Zhi, this kid, in terms of singing skills, in the Ma School, is definitely not under others, this voice is exactly the same as when the master was back then, it's really great!"

Ma Changyi sat in the second place on Han Pingzheng's left hand, listening to Pei Yanzhi's singing, he suddenly felt sad in his heart, and couldn't help but burst into tears, he didn't expect this child's voice to be so similar to his father.

The audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause, after all, most of the people who came today just wanted to see who this Pei Yanzhi was, what he was capable of, and he didn't come to smash the field.

Now that I hear it, I am also satisfied, it seems that Han Pingzheng has not looked away, this child is really a dazzling talent, such a child, which faction doesn't like it!