Pei Jingqi gently pushed open the door of his study, looked at Pei Yanzhi who was concentrating and shaking his head inside, and looked at the flying bowstring in his hand, Pei Jingqi was like in a dream, Pei Yanzhi, what else do you can't do, what else do you hide from me.

Pei Jingqi felt a burst of joy in his heart, a burst of depression, looking at Pei Yanzhi who was fascinated, Pei Jingqi pursed his lips, closed the door gently, listened at the door for a while, seemed to have figured out something, and then returned to his room with a smile.

Pei Yanzhi stayed in the study for half an hour, then put the huqin back in the case of the qin, stretched his waist with satisfaction, and couldn't help laughing, he didn't expect this Jinghu skill package to be so powerful, and he turned himself into a Jinghu family, definitely no less than those masters who have played Jinghu all their lives.

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Early the next morning, Pei Yanzhi got up and followed his father to the park downstairs, where many people were already exercising, the two trotted all the way to the Dingbo Lake in the park, the two of them were slightly sweaty, and they felt very comfortable, the two stood by the lake, started the day's morning work, and hung their throats.

Pei Yanzhi said with a smile, "Let's have a while!"

Pei Jingqi also said with great interest, "Okay, since you can sing Lao Sheng now, then let's sing "Fenhe Bay"! Your Xue Rengui, my Liu Yingchun!"

Pei Yanzhi nodded, this play was originally a play by the Tan faction, and then Boss Mei took this play abroad, and it was translated as "The Story of a Slipper" by abroad, and since then it has been regarded as a play by the Mei faction, but Pei Pai has also sung this play.

Pei's father and son stood by the lake, one was Xue Rengui who returned to his hometown with wealth and wealth, the other was Liu Yingchun who was guarding the cold kiln, one was chic and free, and the other was sad and sad, the two sang for more than ten minutes, and they felt hearty, they couldn't help but look at each other and smile, Pei Jingqi patted Pei Yanzhi's shoulder and said, "It's good now, your father doesn't have to find someone else to play for me, I have a good partner in my own family, haha!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause around, Pei Jingqi and his son turned their heads to look, it turned out that there were already a lot of old people exercising behind them, but Pei Yan's eyes were sharp, and he saw a few young people also pointing at the back, and he couldn't help but feel happy, it seems that young people also like to listen to operas!

"Oh, are you Pei Yanzhi, I always like you! Can you sign for me!" A little girl who looked like she was sixteen or seventeen years old rushed over excitedly, holding a notebook and a pen in her hand, looking at Pei Yanzhi expectantly.

Pei Yanzhi was stunned for a moment, but still took the pen and notebook with a smile, and asked, "Hello, thank you for liking me, do you like my Peking Opera?"

The girl shook her head and said with a blank face, "What Peking Opera, I like you to sing "Red Ling", it is really beautiful! How can you sing so beautifully, I can't sing that feeling as a girl!"

Pei Yanzhi's hand paused slightly, but he still said with a smile, "Thank you for liking my song, what's your name, I'll write you some blessings!"

The girl held her heart with an excited face, and said excitedly, "Is it really possible, I'm so happy, my name is Chang Xiaotu, I am seventeen years old this year, a sophomore in high school, I like you so much!"

Pei Yanzhi nodded, and wrote in the notebook, "I wish Chang Xiaotu to study hard every day, and in next year's college entrance examination, he will be admitted to his favorite university in one fell swoop, be healthy, and be happy forever!"

After Chang Xiaotu took the signing book, he jumped up happily and said happily, "Thank you for your blessings, I will definitely study hard, you have to come on, hurry up and release the next song, I like your song so much!" After speaking, Chang Xiaotu waved his hand, held the signing book and jumped away.

Although Pei Yan was very moved in his heart, he still had some regrets, he was a Peking Opera actor, but now others know and know themselves because of a song "Red Ling", although there are a few sentences of drama in this song, but it still doesn't match Peking Opera.

Pei Jingqi chatted with a few familiar friends for a while, and when he turned around and saw Pei Yanzhi, who was frowning slightly, he also said goodbye to a few friends, came to Pei Yanzhi, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Pei Yanzhi raised his head, looked at Pei Jingqi, and said, "Dad, everyone is paying attention to my songs now, but they don't have much feeling about my identity as a Peking Opera actor!"

Pei Jingqi smiled slightly and said, "Peking Opera actor, what kind of Peking Opera actor are you, have you ever sung on the stage? You have just studied opera for a few years, remember, you have not been on the stage, you have not really seen the audience of mountains and tsunamis, you are not a Peking Opera actor, you are still far behind."

You have so many people paying attention to it now, it is indeed because of that song, but you don't have to be arrogant, I know your strength, and your master also knows that you just lack a chance to go on stage, a chance to really play your identity as a Peking Opera actor, and this time this story of your grandfather is a rare opportunity, other plays, you don't have this opportunity to take the lead,

But in this play, you can only pick the main beam, and when we go to the Peking Opera House, we must hurry up and finalize this matter, you know, whether a person can succeed or not, three points of ability, six points of luck, and one point of noble support, you are now short of this noble support!"

Pei Yanzhi raised his head slightly, and said with a smile, "With the support of this nobleman, I can't run!"

The two returned home, freshened up a little, and after eating, the two took a car to the Peking Opera House.

The National Peking Opera Company, the highest palace of Peking Opera in China, every former dean here is a famous Peking Opera master, and the current dean Liu Changsheng is the successor of the Liu School, and the Liu School, although it is not as famous as the Four Great Susheng, but the artistic achievements are definitely not below them.

Pei Yanzhi walked into the National Peking Opera Company, looking at the bronze statues set up here, I couldn't help but yearn for it, more than a dozen bronze statues stood on the lawn of the Peking Opera Company, one by one, vividly, some people Pei Yanzhi had cooperation back then, some had a one-sided relationship, and some only heard his name but did not see him.

After Pei Yanzhi came in, he could feel a comfortable feeling, as if he had returned home, this is the home of Peking Opera people, and everything here makes Peking Opera people feel so comfortable.

"Hey, isn't this Vice President Pei? Why do you have time to come to the Peking Opera Company today to come and guide? Oh, by the way, today is for the big event of your family, hehe, I don't know if it's true or not? Hey, hey, what you said is really mysterious! Sacrificing oneself for the country, the righteousness is awe-inspiring, really, tsk, there is no one!" A yin and yang strange voice sounded behind Pei's father and son.