Fortunately, Cheng Qiaoyi's talent is not bad with the help of the system.

In addition, he already has a bit of foundation, and after watching it a few more times, Cheng Qiaoyi wrote down the play.

Writing it down isn't a panacea, though.

He also needed to adapt his body to the play.

He still remembers that when he first started, he also remembered "Autumn River", but when he actually started singing, there was no problem.

The same is true of "Shiro's Mother".

As soon as Cheng Qiao knew his weakness, he naturally couldn't just think that his brain would be done with memorization.

He looked up at the time.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

There are only two hours left before the re-examination performance.

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know that he was the first to perform on stage, and the order of performing on stage was randomly determined by the mood of the examiner who watched the re-examination at that time.

He hasn't put on makeup, he's had lunch, he's not learning the play yet.

Time simply can't stand his toss.

In case he was the first to come to power......

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't dare to continue thinking about it.

Hurriedly walked towards the sparsely populated place in his memory.

Cheng Qiaoyi can only say that it is fortunate that Comrade Cheng took him to wander around the Peking Opera Theater before, otherwise he would not even be able to find a place to practice now.

After all, he hasn't really performed yet, and at his current level, he doesn't know the root at all, so he doesn't dare to show it in front of people......

That's it.

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at the grove in front of him.

In his memory, there was no one here.

Cheng Qiao found a clean place to put down the things he was carrying, and placed his mobile phone in front of him.

He learned Mei Pai's "Female Solution", and naturally he also played Mei Pai's video.

The script he got was from the second scene.

Since this is just a retest, not a real performance, it is natural to pick the part where the protagonist sings more.

At the beginning of the second scene, Su San came out with a wooden flail, and the first line of the lyrics was a well-known classic.

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't have a wooden flail in his hand now, so he could only put his hand in the approximate position by himself.

For the first time, he had to follow the video to practice.

……

Cheng Qiao finished singing, although no one played against him, he still practiced with the progress in the video.

It took him more than half an hour at once.

He picked up his phone and looked at it, and it was already twelve forty.

If you continue to practice like this, there will not be enough time at all.

Cheng Qiaoyi took a deep breath, exited the video, and turned off the phone screen.

He re-established himself in the position he had just practiced, and from beginning to end, there was no time to speak fairly.

He only cares about his singing performance.

This speed is a lot faster, but after Cheng Qiaoyi finished practicing, time still rushed to a point.

Seeing the time, Cheng Qiao couldn't care about eating, so he immediately stuffed all his things back into his pocket and ran back according to the way back.

What Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know was that as soon as he came out of the grove, there were two people standing behind him who had just stood in the position he had just stood.

"He's quite handsome, is he from your Peking Opera Company?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I've seen him. ”

"Forget it, I originally wanted to let him come when the time comes! ”

"There are many suitable people in the future, and they are not in a hurry at this time. ”

"Let's take a look at it later......"

……

"Hashiichi, you're finally back!"

Ye Mao was strangling his head, and as soon as he saw Cheng Qiao coming in, he immediately turned around, his eyes full of smiles: "Did you see the message I just sent you?"

"What's the news?" Cheng Qiao took a heavy breath, his body was almost soaked with sweat, but there was not a drop of sweat on his face.

Ye Mao's eyes were full of stars: "I just asked, and I'm sure Wu Hong is also acting in "Broken Bridge"!

Cheng Qiao nodded, his heart was pounding, he was too tired to do it, and he didn't have the strength to reply to him.

Ye Mao didn't care about this, and then said: "She must be playing the White Lady! I'm Xu Xian!"

"Hmm. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi pulled out a word from his throat.

"It would be great if we could form a fixed match in the future!" Ye Mao smiled brightly: "But I haven't seen her since I got the script, and I can only ask the teacher when I ask questions...... I wanted to have more contact with her!"

I don't know why, looking at the excitement on Ye Mao's face, Cheng Qiaoyi always felt that things would not be so simple.

But he couldn't say anything, so he had to smile lightly.

His gaze turned back to the cosmetics in front of him.

This time, there was no one to help him with his makeup, and he had to do it all himself.

But fortunately, these things in front of him were all things he had seen before, and he had heard Zhu Qining say how to use them, and he could barely recall them.

But it's definitely not as good as theirs.

Cheng Qiaoyi took the oil paint in his hand and gently smeared it on his face.

The make-up sequence in his mind was going on on his face little by little.

After the makeup was finished, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his heart was full of a sense of accomplishment.

Although the person in the mirror doesn't look particularly exquisite, it's still good from a distance, and there is a bit of meaning in it.

For the first time, he was able to paint like this with his own makeup, and Cheng Qiaoyi was already very satisfied.

He picked up his phone and glanced at the time.

Forty minutes to go.

Time is getting more and more pressing, and Cheng Qiaoyi has no time to continue to feel sorry for himself in the mirror, so he hurriedly recalls the order he saw in his mind and begins to make his hair.

…… Things seemed to be a little different from what he had imagined.

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at himself in the mirror and fell into deep contemplation.

As soon as Ye Mao turned his head, he saw his nondescript hairstyle, and couldn't help laughing.

"Hashiichi, what are you doing, why did you get your hair like this?"

Ye Mao had already strung his head and was about to go over to bring his hat.

Seeing Cheng Qiaoyi's appearance at this time, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't you know?"

Cheng Qiao also felt embarrassed when he heard his laughter.

Ye Mao laughed, calmed down for a while before he spoke: "Why don't you know how to find someone to help!

"Aren't you completely deprived of any work?" Ye Mao looked at him and said, "You wait for me, I'll go find a styling teacher for you!"

“…… Good. ”

Cheng Qiao felt that his face was about to be lost, he saw that Ye Mao was doing it himself, and he thought that he had to finish it by himself.

Outcome......

It's still like this.

Soon, Ye Mao came over with a stylist.

Liu Hao has been in the Peking Opera Company in Tianjin for more than ten years, and he asked himself if he had seen all kinds of winds and waves.

When he heard that there was a young actor here who came to the re-audition, he didn't take it to heart at all.

However......

When he saw Cheng Qiaoyi's hair, he couldn't help laughing.

What a genius this is!

Liu Hao smiled as he changed all the things he was wearing on his head.