Sending off the two athletes, the owners of the mushroom house lay in the gazebo as usual, and the people in the noon sun were lazy and did not want to move.

The mushroom house seemed to be still, Xiao H was sleeping at the feet of Teacher He, and the lanterns... Forget it, the lanterns are very quiet, usually motionless, and Mr. Huang also said that the lanterns are like a specimen.

"一~心~一~意~"

Ye Mingxuan lay on the chair, took a copy of Teacher Huang's book and covered his face, and played idiom solitaire weakly.

"It's incumbent!"

"Words don't make sense!"

"It's incumbent!"

"Haha~Resignation~Farewell to the old and welcome the new~" The idioms of Peng Penghe, Teacher Huang, and the three of them covered their mouths and snickered, and their sweet smiles looked so bright in the sun.

"New~New~Passing the Torch~ It's so boring. ”

"A masterpiece, Peng Peng!"

Teacher Huang didn't want to open his mouth to come, and pointed at Peng Peng.

"Do ~ do ~ do what?"

An idiom is on his lips, but he can't remember Peng Peng's ears and cheeks, thinking about it for a long time.

"What to do? Say what to do?"

As soon as Peng Peng was stuck, Mr. Huang followed and kept urging, just not letting Peng Peng think about it.

"Hey, hey~ do... Do..."

"Sitting in the well and watching the sky, being a blessing, being a cocoon and self-restraint, and watching from the wall~" Ye Mingxuan drooped his head and glanced at Peng Peng sleepily.

"Yes, yes, I just wanted to say that I was sitting in a well and watching the sky!"

"Then why didn't you answer just now?"

Mr. He wore a floral shirt and shorts today, and wore toad glasses to go to the chair to shield the surrounding environment from tourists who are on a beach vacation.

"How many more can you name?"

These idioms are all common, and Mr. Huang can't think of other idioms for a while.

"The seats are full, sit on the ground and start the price, sit and eat empty, sit and wait to die, sit ~ sit ~ gone!"

"I~ I'd better chop firewood, chopping firewood is more suitable for me, hehe~"

Peng Peng, who lacked knowledge reserves, was completely shocked by the blow, scratched his head with a dry smile, and took the initiative to get up and go to the yard to chop wood.

"Lao Huang, it's not as good as us~"

"Jingle Bell~"

Ye Mingxuan woke up instantly, stepped on the table and rushed into the room with a somersault, and raised the earpiece to his ear.

"Hello?"

"What? Learn Peking Opera, your master's brain~ What is stimulated, what is the cross talk saying to learn Peking Opera?"

"Promote the repertoire? No, aren't you embarrassed for me? Brother Yue, you know that I haven't studied Peking Opera at all, how can I write it for you?"

Ye Mingxuan looked embarrassed, thinking that there was a guest, but it turned out to be Xiao Yueyue's call for help, he was really convinced, let him write a promotion song of Peking Opera, there must be Peking Opera elements, but also popular elements, where did you think of it for a while.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it's not Brother Yue, why do you have to look for me?"

"Oh, there are more people who can compose lyrics and music, but it's embarrassing for me, you're too~"

"What? Don't go back, right now, wait a minute, I'll take a breath and sing a few words?"

Several people in the courtyard looked at each other, I don't know what Ye Mingxuan is crazy about, just now he was half-dead, the phone rang, jumping faster than a monkey, Teacher He said 'be careful' and suffocated back into his stomach, silently picked up the rag on the flower stand to wipe the footprints on the table.

This is the first time that everyone has intuitively understood Ye Mingxuan's kung fu, whether it is a boxing fight or getting up early to practice martial arts, there is no shock from this somersault in the pavilion today, and the footprints on the table are more than four meters away from the landing position.

"Lao Huang, are you sure Xiao Xuan is a normal person, not an alien?"

Teacher He was calm on the surface, his heart was about to jump out, it was too scary, he suddenly came like this, and he almost didn't scare him out of a heart attack, but after the momentary panic, he was shocked and curious, and those who practiced martial arts were so... Non-human?

"This... I don't know..."

Although Teacher Huang was shocked, he could still accept it, after all, Ye Mingxuan had been practicing martial arts, and he knew it.

Compared with the others, Zhang Zifeng was completely stupid, staring at Ye Mingxuan's back in the living room in a daze, the boss with his mouth open.

After clearing his throat, Ye Mingxuan showed his best state, not only Xiao Yueyue on the other end of the phone, but also his master!

I originally wanted to give up on music, and it was not good to always plagiarize the works of my previous life, but now my focus has shifted to TV and movies, and I have filmed the works I want to present to the audience.

"Mr. Guo, let me tell you a story first, whether the story is true or not, there is no way to investigate, don't be more serious, I just say it, you just listen to it, is it?"

"In 1937, with the gunshot of the invaders, the land of China fell into dire straits, and the theater building in Dingyuan County, which had not yet been affected, was babbling and singing the joys and sorrows of "Peach Blossom Fan". ”

…

"What he sang on stage was that he didn't know what to do, and he went deep. What the audience does is a tiger, leopard and wolf, and the evil ghost is in charge. With the class leader Li Xiangjun shouted: light the fire. Suddenly, the fire spread, the smell of alcohol was monstrous, and the entire theater turned into a sea of fire, and it was too late for the invaders to realize that it was too late, and the exit windows were tightly blocked. ”

And Pei Yanzhi, the famous actor on the stage, is still babbling and singing: I want to see him rise up a tall building, watch him feast guests, and see his building collapse... The building collapsed, but the play was not finished. ”

"Good~ A good humble person who didn't dare to forget the country, good, it's ruthless to the play, how do you know that the play also has a heart~"

Mr. Guo's good words are righteous and awe-inspiring, full of energy, and at the end, he uses opera singing.

"Xiao Xuan, Xiao Yue told me that you are good at writing songs, so I will let him try it, and I dragged a few songwriters in the music circle, but they were not satisfied, so I rushed to you for this story, I Guo Degang thank you!"

"You are polite, Mr. Guo, I am a layman in the opera singing, I don't sing well, you can take care of it. ”

"The play folds and the sleeves rise and fall

Singing sorrows, joys, and clutches has nothing to do with me

The fan-opening and closing gongs and drums sounded silently

Who can say anything about the love in the play

It is customary to integrate joy, anger and sorrow into the powder

What about the cliché singing and wearing

I'm all white, blue and gray

In troubled times, duckweed endured to watch the beacon fire burn mountains and rivers

The humble did not dare to forget the country

Even if no one knows me

Ye Mingxuan took a deep breath, he knew that he didn't understand opera at all, so he could only try his best to imitate the singing style of the opera singing style of the song of his previous life, and he didn't know opera, but the loneliness of the quintessential Peking Opera is clear now, and the helpless pathos and sorrow are still moving.

"The people in the audience walked past and didn't see the old colors

The people on the stage sang sad joys and parting songs

Love words are difficult to ink

She sings with blood

The curtain rises and falls, who is the guest~"

Ye Mingxuan was silent after singing, and suddenly felt that there were some things that people needed to protect with all their hearts, and those things left by the ancestors were slowly dying.

Mr. Guo on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time, and finally turned into a long sigh.

"How can the Yang family allow people to praise and disparage? The sword of Tianbo Mansion is not broken. If the old lady is in charge, Mu Guiying will be the first officer. Shake the silver gun, go out of the male pass, jump the war horse, and step on the wolf smoke. The flag pointed to the thief who was frightened, and called the good news three times a day. ”

"Xiao Xuan, I'm for Peking Opera, thank you, thank you! Remember, family hatred and country hatred, my generation is not qualified to forgive on behalf of our ancestors, you are a young person, don't be like others, guide our dolls to correct values of right and wrong!"

"Teacher Guo, you are serious!" This was too big, and Ye Mingxuan didn't dare to take it.

"Xiaoyue is still a little popular, I won't mess with young people when I'm older, I heard that there is a lack of people in your show, Xiaoyue goes, take your book and a song, and you will be your own home in the future. ”

Mr. Guo didn't mention the money, he wasn't stingy, the money would go to the public account of Ye Mingxuan's studio, and the favor was what he valued.

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