To be honest, this four-flat tone in the observation of "Wangjiang Pavilion" is really good.

Zhu Qining usually listens to this paragraph......

Qiu Pai Tsing Yi is where the dream begins.

Zhu Qining took a deep breath and listened to Cheng Qingtong sing this paragraph with a look of intoxication.

“…… You're singing so well!"

Cheng Qingtong smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, young people just have vision." ”

Seeing him smile like this, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his eyes were about to go blind.

Where did that serious old Comrade Cheng go on weekdays!

Could it be that he just shouted such a "Dad" to beat his own son!

Cheng Qingtong didn't know what Cheng Qiaoyi was thinking at all. The more he looked at Zhu Qining, the more pleasing he became.

On weekdays, the meals at home are all cooked by Comrade Su, and Su Limei has not come back at this time, so Cheng Qingtong decided to let Cheng Qiaoyi cook.

After all, you can't let your child go hungry, can you?

Cheng Qiaoyi: ......

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at the various things on the stove and sighed deeply.

……

This despair didn't end until Zhu Qining went home at ten o'clock in the evening.

Comrade Lao Cheng happily sent him out of the house and admonished: "Xiao Ning, it's dark now, go home alone and pay attention to safety!"

Zhu Qining grabbed his hand: "Okay, Uncle Cheng, I'll pay attention, I'll leave now!

"Okay, goodbye! Remember to come to my house next time to play!" Cheng Qingtong watched him enter the elevator and then returned home.

Cheng Qiaoyi raised his eyes helplessly: "Dad, who is your own son?"

Cheng Qingtong sat down next to Cheng Qiao, picked up a bag of melon seeds from the coffee table, and glanced at him: "What do you say?"

"Oh," Cheng Qiaoyi said with serious emotion: "Your son's name is Zhu Qining, right?"

Cheng Qingtong frowned: "What are you talking about? If it weren't for your classmates, I would be so good to him?"

Cheng Qiaoyi: "...... I think it will. ”

Cheng Qingtong: "......"

Cheng Qingtong took a bite of melon seeds and turned to look at him: "The program you saw was given to you by him, right?"

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little surprised: "How do you know?"

Cheng Qingtong glared at him: "You won't look at these things at all, expect you to find out for yourself and you should go on stage!"

Cheng Qiaoyi: "...... You didn't tell me you were going to perform on stage!"

"Needless to say?"

Cheng Qingtong pulled Cheng Qiaoyi up from the sofa: "Let's go, follow me in to practice." ”

"Now?"

Cheng Qingtong looked at him: "Is there any problem?"

“…… No problem. ”

followed Comrade Lao Cheng into the practice room, and Cheng Qiaoyi looked at the father and son in the mirror and felt uncomfortable.

Cheng Qingtong said: "This time, we plan to learn from CCTV's "Fan Family". There may be some plots interspersed in it, so be mentally prepared. ”

""Drama Fan Family"?" Cheng Qiaoyi was a little puzzled: "What is that?"

Cheng Qingtong leaned on the edge of the table and sat down: "That's the CCTV opera channel's annual box-sealing drama, it's quite interesting." ”

"Oh. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi doesn't know what it looks like.

"You can take a look at it when you have time. Cheng Qingtong saw the confusion in Cheng Qiao's eyes: "That thing is a bit similar to the sketch cross talk interspersed with Peking Opera." ”

Cheng Qiao nodded.

Cheng Qingtong continued: "The courtyard said that there have been fewer and fewer young people watching Peking Opera in recent years, and the box-sealing drama is not very popular. I plan to get something that young people like to watch, so that young people can stay for two more seconds even if they watch it on TV. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi: "...... Pretty good. So how do I perform "Shiro's Mother"?"

"Let's practice first, no matter how he gets it then, the content in this play will not change. Cheng Qingtong stood up and said, "You are Yang Yanhui, do you remember the lyrics?"

Cheng Qiaoyi searched in his mind, "I should be able to remember about it." ”

Cheng Qingtong bowed slightly when he heard this: "It can't be said that you remember it almost, you have to memorize all the words." Let's go first!"

"Okay," Cheng Qiao paused, "So where do we start?"

"This show should be strung with the previous one...... Cheng Qingtong thought for a while: "I guess it starts with 'meditating forward'." ”

"Hmm. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi searched the paragraph of "meditating forward" in his mind and nodded.

Seeing him nodding, Cheng Qingtong immediately entered the state.

The lyrics slowly flowed out of their mouths, and Comrade Lao Cheng sang the horn of Dan ...... Doesn't seem to be bad?

Seeing Cheng Qiao's distraction, Cheng Qingtong frowned slightly: "Be attentive." ”

Then continue to sing below.

Cheng Qiaoyi hurriedly followed.

…… The end of the song.

Cheng Qingtong was a little surprised: "You sing really well, I originally planned to find you a teacher to bring you a foundation, but you have already learned it yourself." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know how to answer this matter.

I've said it once before.

"But you should follow me to the courtyard tomorrow," Cheng Qingtong said, "You will be much better if you practice for a few more days." ”

"Row ......"

Listening to Comrade Cheng's words, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know if he was cheating.

After all, I haven't started the re-examination yet, and I can already go in and practice......

What Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know was that he would have been able to enter early in the morning, and it was because of Comrade Cheng's black-box operation that he still needed to take this exam.

But none of that was on his radar.

Now all he has to think about is this performance.

Speaking of this, Cheng Qiaoyi still feels that he is very curious about how Comrade Cheng has made such rapid progress.

Cheng Qingtong walked in front, feeling the burning gaze behind him, frowned slightly, and turned around: "What do you want to say?"

"Dad...... You're singing well in the Iron Mirror......"

Cheng Qingtong frowned slightly.

Cheng Qiaoyi continued: "At least it can't be called a copper hammer and an iron dan, right?"

Cheng Qingtong: "...... What are you thinking?"

Cheng Qingtong was a little helpless: "What is a copper hammer and an iron dan? I don't learn something good all day long, why did I raise a son like you?"

As he spoke, he paused and continued: "Besides, I was a student at the beginning, and you haven't heard what your Grandpa Zhang said." How could I really make such a low-level mistake?"

Looking at the doubts in Cheng Qiao's eyes, Cheng Qingtong then explained: "It's not because the audience likes to watch it, otherwise why am I acting here?"

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