Chapter Ninety-Six: I Almost Believed

The unexpected popularity of the show made many people feel incredible, including Meng Fei as the host.

Shen Hanyang went to the vegetable market to buy a vegetable and made a news, why did the show suddenly become popular?

Even if it's a butterfly effect, the butterfly's wings are inevitably a little too big.

After getting the data feedback from the program, he began to doubt his life and sat in front of the monitoring screen and thought hard.

In the surveillance screen, Shen Hanyang is taking Wen Qian to experience the charm of Kunqu Opera, saying that he wants to paint her face, let her close her eyes, and then draw a turtle on her face with a serious face......

Meng Fei laughed, then made a sighing look, and said: "I kind of know why our show is so popular, a few of them have turned the reality show into a sitcom." ”

Guo Degang said with a smile: "The audience is tired and tired for a day, isn't it just fun to watch a show." ”

Li Xian said in agreement: "Teacher Meng Fei, don't worry about whether they look like a couple, anyway, the show is already popular, and now we have to find a way to maintain the ratings." ”

Meng Fei pondered for a moment and said: "Just maintain the status quo, these children have a good sense of variety shows, we just need to pay attention to controlling the progress." ”

Liu Yan nodded and said, "According to the current development, it is estimated that they will have all experienced the three-week dating trip, and they will not confess to each other, so they still have to arrange it." ”

A few people began to discuss the follow-up arrangements.

On the other side, Shen Hanyang had finished painting the turtle on Wen Qian's face, and after examining it, he found that his painting skills had not regressed, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Painted?"

Wen Qian opened his eyes expectantly, looked in the mirror, and instantly became furious, jumped up and kicked Shen Hanyang's knee.

"You're playing tricks on me again!"

Looking at Wen Qian, whose cheeks bulged into a goldfish, Shen Hanyang rubbed his knees, and said with a smile: "Draw you a woolen face, the performance of Kunqu Opera has a complex system, singing, reading, doing, and playing, hands, eyes, and body steps have to be from elementary school, if you want to learn for one day, you will only laugh and be generous, I think you still don't lose that person." ”

Wen Qian exhaled angrily: "Then didn't I come for nothing?"

Shen Hanyang said: "How can you come in vain, I just advise you not to go on stage, it's still okay to learn a few words of singing." The lyrics of Kunqu Opera are very elegant, and the words are full of allusions, which is just the right thing to supplement your cultural knowledge. ”

Wen Qian grinded his teeth and said: "You are saying that I am uneducated again." ”

"Whatever you want. ”

Shen Hanyang shrugged his shoulders, thought about it and said: "Well, you learn "The Peony Pavilion", one of the four classical dramas, which tells the story of Du Liniang, the daughter of the official family, who fell in love with Liu Mengmei, a scholar in her dreams, died of lovesickness, turned into a soul to find a lover in reality, fell in love with people and ghosts, and finally came back to life, and finally married Liu Mengmei forever. ”

After listening to this, Wen Qian showed a look of intoxication: "What a romantic love story." ”

Shen Hanyang nodded: "But this story is not reasonable at all, it should normally be that Du Liniang became a ghost, and then Liu Mengmei asked a Taoist priest to catch ghosts and scatter her soul......

Hey, why is this plot so familiar? I remember, Qiusheng and Xiaoyu are made up like this in my movie!"

Shen Hanyang said, and suddenly slapped his palm.

Wen Qian looked at him speechlessly, and wanted to pry his Heavenly Spirit Cover open to see if there was water inside.

The opera teacher who accompanied him sneered, and handed Shen Hanyang a disgusted look: "No one of us Kunqu Opera is about to learn, and you still destroy our singing book, no one is worse than you." ”

Shen Hanyang shivered with numbness, touched the goosebumps and said to the opera teacher: "Don't use your eye skills to be coquettish with me, there are shadows!"

The opera teacher is in his thirties, very good-looking, with a pair of eyes that seem to be able to speak, and asks with curiosity: "You should have been exposed to opera, right?"

Shen Hanyang nodded with a smile: "I have studied cross talk, and I can come to two sentences in each genre." ”

The opera teacher widened his eyes: "I'll listen to you sing two sentences." ”

Shen Hanyang cleared his throat and opened his mouth, it was actually a female voice: "You are the skirt of Cuisheng, and the eight treasures of the bright crystal hairpin, you can know that my life's hobby is natural, and no one sees the benefits of the three springs. ”

Listening to Shen Hanyang's singing, the opera teacher on the side trembled, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Shen Hanyang's voice is high, wide and clear, the timbre is extremely pure and full, the singing is mellow and fluent, the feelings are rich and subtle, and it sounds like the essence of Meipai!

Shen Hanyang sang for a while, and then the opera teacher slowly came back to his senses, looked at him in surprise, and said: "Just listening to these two sentences, I believe that you are from the Gongmei Sect Tsing Yi! I thought those two sentences just now were Mr. Mei's manifestation and sung through your mouth! Your voice is also so good, it is almost carved out of the same mold as Mr. Mei!"

Looking at the excited opera teacher, Shen Hanyang couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, but he had a modest look on his face, and said with a smile: "I have won the award, I can sing these two sentences well, and if you really want to sing, you have to come professionally." ”

Wen Qian on the side was left aside, and when he saw the two chatting more and more, he couldn't help but feel a little angry: "Don't you two blow each other in business here, didn't you say that you would teach me?"

The opera teacher smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I'll teach you." ”

In the monitoring room, Li Xian said with a look of surprise: "Shen Hanyang can also sing, he is really versatile." ”

Guo Degang smiled and said: "Our cross talk terminology calls this Liu Huo'er, which is to learn to sing various local operas, which belongs to the learning of speaking and singing." A lot of cross talk is based on making Liu work, such as "Catch and Release Cao" and "Fenhe Bay". Han Yang's Liu Er is very upright, and one of the living cross talk actors is counted as one, and he can't find anyone better than him. ”

"So powerful?"

Li Xian's expression was shocked, and his eyes, which were originally narrowed into slits, were opened, "He's going to run for the artist!"

Meng Fei crooked his lips and smiled: "Have you ever seen an artist like him?" I think it's better to let him continue to plague the idol circle." ”

Li Xian laughed: "Hahaha, I almost forgot, he is bent on being an idol!"

Shen Hanyang, who was looking at his phone, sneezed violently, wiped his nose, lowered his head and continued to study the glorious deeds of other idols.

[For the sake of waiting for many fans, I have a fever of 42 degrees, and I still insist on going on stage, I still insist on singing and dancing on stage with a dislocated knee, my throat is 3 times larger, and I still insist on singing, and I practice dancing for more than 40 hours a day......]

After reading the glorious deeds of his predecessors, Shen Hanyang made up his mind in his heart that he must learn from them, and then suddenly found that something was wrong!

God is 40 hours a day!

These black fans are really getting more and more refined, and he almost believed it!