After returning home, Cheng Qiaoyi worked hard to read the book for two more days, and barely memorized the contents of the book.

Thinking of the first test he was about to face, Cheng Qiaoyi felt a little cramped and uneasy.

The venue for the first audition was in a small room at the Peking Opera Company.

Cheng Qiaoyi sat in the room and took a cursory look.

In addition to the tables and chairs in front of him, which are all reserved for the examiner to sit in, there are still six sets of tables and chairs left, and it is impossible to prepare for an exam for him alone.

"Hey. ”

Feeling someone kick and touch his arm, Cheng Qiao turned his head to look.

I saw that the person who spoke was a young man who had never seen him before: "Is there something wrong with you?"

The young man was in high spirits: "Did you also participate in this preliminary exam?"

"yes. ”

"That's a coincidence!" Ye Mao said and sat down next to Cheng Qiao: "My name is Ye Mao, a young student of Gongwen and Wu, and I used to study Chinese opera!"

"Han drama?"

"Yes!" Ye Mao was full of energy: "I just started learning Peking Opera not long ago, this time I just came to try it and see if I can do it." I'm still scared when I think about it!"

Cheng Qiaoyi knows the genre of Chinese drama, but he has never heard of it.

In the review materials for the first exam given to him by Comrade Lao Cheng, there is also a mention of Chinese dramas.

Cheng Qiaoyi vaguely remembered that this kind of drama is also a skin yellow system, and the gap will not be very big.

"You should be able to," Cheng Qiaoyi comforted: "You are from elementary school to adulthood, and people like me who have just been in contact with opera for less than a year dare to come, what are you afraid of?"

Well, less than two months of study can be regarded as less than a year!

"You have been studying drama for less than a year?"

Hearing his words, Ye Mao's face unconsciously brought a trace of surprise: "Have you been able to enter the Peking Opera Company in such a little time?"

"It's just a chaperone!"

Cheng Qiaoyi and Ye Mao followed the sound and saw that there was a new person coming in the room where the first test was conducted.

The first thing that catches your eye is two slender legs, and the soles of your feet are ten centimeters red and sky-high.

As soon as Wu Hong entered the room with a black baguette bag, he sat straight to the innermost window, and the faint smell of perfume on his body instantly diffused in the air.

Looking at her appearance, the two of them didn't dare to say anything for a moment.

The two looked at each other.

Cheng Qiaoyi: Do you know each other?

Ye Mao: I don't know, who is this!

It was the first time they had seen this, Ye Mao looked at it carefully, and whispered: "However, she is quite beautiful......"

Cheng Qiaoyi followed his line of sight.

It's true that this girl is very good-looking, but he doesn't feel it at all.

Turning around, Ye Mao's face was already red: "What do you say she sings!"

"Maybe Tsing Yi, right?"

Cheng Qiaoyi couldn't be sure.

After all, opera is never based on people's appearances.

Ye Mao was thoughtful.

After a moment, he looked up: "You said, I am a singer, if I enter the Peking Opera Company, will I be able to play with her at that time!"

Cheng Qiaoyi smiled dumbly: "Maybe." ”

Before Ye Mao could continue, Cheng Qiaoyi had already seen a familiar figure standing at the door.

"Go back and sit down," Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know what to call Yang Hongtu, so he thought about it and said, "The invigilator is here." ”

"Proctor?"

Ye Mao followed Cheng Qiaoyi's line of sight, "This is the invigilator?"

Cheng Qiaoyi nodded slightly.

Be serious.

Seeing Cheng Qiaoyi's appearance, the night cat was embarrassed to continue chattering beside him.

After everyone was seated, Yang Hongtu entered the house.

Standing at the front, Yang Hongtu slowly spoke: "You are all talents recommended by various seniors, I hope you don't let them down." ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a thick stack of test papers from his briefcase.

"Wu Hong. ”

The girl by the window immediately stood up.

Yang Hongtu handed her the test paper: "Come and get your test paper." ”

？？？

That's just a one-man test paper?

Similarly, Cheng Qiaoyi also saw surprise in Ye Mao's eyes.

Yang Hongtu concocted the same method and sent down their respective test papers.

In an instant, the only sound left in the entire classroom was the "whoosh" of turning the pages.

Yang Hongtu took two steps back, with a smile on his face, and said with a pleasant face: "There is no time limit for this exam, you try your best to answer, and you can hand in the paper after you have written everything." He paused when he said this, and the smile on his face gradually faded: "But I don't want to see any of you cheat, if you do, don't blame us for being ruthless." ”

Hearing his words, Cheng Qiao nodded absentmindedly, and his mind was all frozen on this "book" test paper.

It's not that the paper is so difficult, it's just the number of pages...... It's a bit too much.

Growing so big, it was the first time Cheng Qiaoyi had seen such a thing.

casually flipped through the test papers, and Cheng Qiao also had a little bottom in his heart.

The things in this test are almost the same as those in the book that Comrade Cheng Ran read, although he can't remember many things clearly, but he can barely fill them in randomly, which is much better than the first registration form.

The first question is to ask him to briefly describe Zhongzhou rhyme and Huguangyin.

Cheng Qiaoyi recalled what he remembered.

Zhongzhou, in ancient times, referred to Huangnan Province, and Huguangyin referred to the dialect of Dongbei Province.

It's a pretty simple question, and it doesn't take much brains at all.

After writing this question, Cheng Qiao looked at the back.

The second question is the question that Comrade Cheng asked him before.

The difference between Sipi and Erhuang.

Cheng Qiaoyi recalled it and quickly put it down.

……

The questions on the first page are quite simple, but the second page is obviously more difficult.

Cheng Qiaoyi silently read the question.

[Please explain the origin of the name of Tsing Yi]

The first question on the second page made him a little confused.

He recalled the book he had read, and was a little unsure, so he slowly put pen to paper and wrote:

[The origin of the name Tsing Yi is because most of the clothes worn in this industry are cyan. 】

Cheng Qiaoyi continued to look at the following questions.

The second title of this page is for him to list the branches of Dan Horn, and to give a few examples in passing.

This question was not difficult for him, and he quickly wrote it.

As soon as Cheng Qiao wrote, the string that was tight in his heart gradually loosened a lot.

Most of the questions in the latter part are not too difficult.

As long as you read the book well, you can basically write one or two.

Although there is no guarantee that you will be able to get everything you write correctly, you can get a lot of the most basic points.

The black carbon pen leaves traces on the paper, and there are fewer and fewer blank spaces on the paper.

Yang Hongtu walked around the room, standing beside Cheng Qiao, and his eyes fell on his answer sheet.

He still remembered the style of the four famous men written on this kid's last registration form, which was simply laughable.

This time, he added a brief description of the four famous Dan styles to this volume, just waiting to see how much he knew more during this time.