Fu Nanxun's face turned white, but his face was red when he was talking and laughing, and his face was red and his neck was thick.

She is a typical kind of "only I can scold the person I cover, and no one else can say a word except me", as soon as she saw Fu Nanxun scolding, she wanted to fight the old man on the spot.

"What do you mean, please explain. ”

She used her words politely, but her tone didn't smell polite at all, but it was stiff and prickly, quite a bit like the meaning of the confrontation with the program team when she was recording variety shows in the past.

The old man still pouted, no matter how he talked and laughed, he didn't have to move the wrinkles on his face, and for a while, only his eyelids rolled lazily, and he squeezed out a sentence, "It's not interesting." ”

"Job. ”

He was talking about Fu Nanxun, but his eyes were staring at him and laughing, this "work" was not only for Fu Nanxun alone, but also for a large number of people who poked here out of place and tried to earn a whole day's livelihood by selling their arts.

In the eyes of the elderly, they are all the same.

"You ......"

Tan Xiao was about to go forward to reason with him on the spot, but he only heard the commissary opposite, the proprietress rolled her eyes at them, closed the curtain, and faintly said from inside, "Don't let you talk about it if you don't get home!"

I don't know why, I talked and laughed and listened, and suddenly the fire went out. It's funny to say that when this show just started, she was like these people, putting prejudiced stereotypes on the new generation of idols like Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun, which now seems so familiar.

She couldn't take a breath, stepped forward and closed the guitar case that had been spread out, and was about to close the stall and leave, only to hear a clear and beautiful voice rush straight into her mind as if it was breaking through the clouds and fog.

The voice was verdant, exquisite, and transparent.

Then, I saw Xu Chunqiu's gaze rising inch by inch, clear and flattering, as if he wanted to poke straight into people's hearts, scratching his heart and lungs to cut off a piece of flesh.

Xu Chunqiu is actually not a beginner. In the past, when she was studying art in the Yuhua class, the master often said that she was cowardly if she had enough ability. No one is born red, how many people can be as comfortable as shouting behind their backs as soon as they come on stage, they are all grinded out.

At that time, Xu Chunqiu was young, and she obviously sang well in the courtyard, but her face turned red as soon as she opened her mouth in front of people, and her tone was high and low, and she didn't know where she was going, so the master sent her to the overpass to sell her art and practice her courage.

The area around the overpass is notoriously chaotic, and there are three religions and nine streams, and they all rely on craftsmanship to eat. If you want to sing famous in this kind of place, I am afraid that it is not enough to rely on a good voice.

Xu Chunqiu sang on the flyover for a day before he was deflated, and came back with a frown.

"You have to figure out what the people think, what people like to hear, what you sing, and that's what you do. That's what Master told her.

In this remote village, which is almost disconnected from urban life, most of the young people have gone out to work like birds leaving their nests, leaving behind mostly rickety old people.

Xu Chunqiu was thinking about the almost changed tone of "Tianxian Pei" in the old man's mouth, and the "Drunken Concubine" with the sound of stabbing and stabbing on the old-fashioned TV in the commissary, listening to it, the idea in his heart gradually became a shape.

"The Island Ice Wheel Turns at the Beginning"

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

The voice was babbling, tactful, but also bright, so bright that the whole village could hear it, how many families opened the windows and poked their heads out, and the people walking on the road involuntarily stopped, looking left and right to find the source of the sound.

The proprietress who had just opened the curtain opened it with a "swish", and the old man who was spitting on the ground folded back, staring intently at Xu Chunqiu, not like she was looking at a living person, but like she was appreciating some cultural relics and treasures that had been handed down.

Xu Chunqiu paused deliberately, as if he wanted to leave enough suspense, and continued the following article after a few breaths.

"The ice wheel is away from the island, the sky is very clear, and the bright moon is in the sky."

"It's just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, and the slave is like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace."

The four flat tones of "The Drunken Concubine" are the most popular and widely sung singing segments in the whole play.

Xu Chunqiu sang plainly, without a green face, no heavy makeup, and even no previous text or stage. But as soon as she raised her eyes and turned around, her demeanor and demeanor had some profound content that people couldn't help but explore carefully.

A good servant is not only a figure and a singer, but also a coquettish look in his eyes, all of which are plays. is obviously just a teenage young girl, but she seems to have lived in this world for a long time and experienced countless ups and downs in the world.

Gradually, people began to come up around, and the elderly people stopped with their hands behind their backs, and then shouted hello.

"Good!"

"Something!"

"In my opinion, the temple fair is not as good as her, but I didn't expect her to be a young girl, but she knows a lot ......"

"What's more, this is the best Siping tune I've ever seen in my life for so many years, and there is no one on the side of "The Drunken Concubine" who can compare to her!"

"This voice is kind of interesting!"

"Girl, you can make a little drama, and sing the paragraph "Shiro Visits Mother"!"

“......”

The old man in the hurdle vest who stopped at the beginning closed his eyes and listened, and a little tears gradually oozed out of the corners of his eyes.

Xu Chunqiu made a circle, stepped into small steps to the guitar case that had been closed with laughter, opened it smoothly, and gradually there was change in the empty guitar box, five yuan and ten yuan, the denomination is not large, but the number is too much, Xu Chunqiu estimated that there were almost hundreds, so he accepted it when he saw it, Yingying was blessed in all directions, and then turned around and closed the guitar case with a "snap", which means that this is the end.

"Don't, girl, sing two more stanzas, we're not short of money!"

"yes, sing two more stanzas!"

Xu Chunqiu pursed his lips, blessed the surroundings again, and stopped talking.

Seeing that she refused to sing anymore, the people around the circle were bustling, and then they dispersed one after another, although she was reluctant to do so, but she still shouted good.

Tan Xiao stepped forward to pick up the guitar case, and the group was mighty, and after a while, they disappeared into the street again.