Chapter 49: A Little Nostalgia

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi start singing normally, Cheng Qingtong immediately flipped through the script of "Shiro Visits His Mother" on his mobile phone.

opened his mouth and read the lines to play with him.

Since returning from the dungeon, Cheng Qiaoyi has never practiced these things at all, and he is still a little uncomfortable picking them up at this time.

Cheng Qingtong read a few words, and Cheng Qiao sang beyond his imagination.

"Have you practiced in private?"

"Ahh......h ”

Cheng Qingtong said with satisfaction: "You can sing better in this play than you in "Autumn River". ”

"Better than "Autumn River"?" Cheng Qiaoyi frowned slightly, a little disbelieving.

Cheng Qingtong saw the doubts in his eyes: "Could it be that you really think your "Autumn River" is good?"

Cheng Qiaoyi nodded honestly.

Cheng Qingtong's throat was blocked: "Okay...... Come on!"

After speaking, he turned around and said, "I'll go out for a walk, this is the first time I've come to your school." ”

Cheng Qiaoyi: ???

So...... Isn't that because you're coming to the practice room, we're coming in?

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at himself in the mirror and sighed slowly.

……

When Cheng Qingtong came back, it was already half an hour later.

Although Cheng Qiaoyi only recalled Princess Tiejing's performance in the practice room, he hadn't eaten lunch in the first place, and he looked even more hungry at this time.

"Dad, you're finally back!"

Seeing Cheng Qingtong's figure, Cheng Qiaoyi immediately stood up from the stool: "Mom, is she waiting for us to be in a hurry, let's go back to eat quickly!"

Cheng Qingtong's eyebrows flashed with a trace of doubt: "What are you talking about?"

"Go home for dinner!" Cheng Qiao stood in a proper manner, as if he could go out in the next second.

"What's your meal now? It's afternoon!"

Cheng Qingtong walked into the room and sat down on the stool: "How are you practicing here today?"

"It's okay, it's better than just now. ”

Cheng Qingtong's eyes were full of disbelief, he hadn't seen rapid progress in half an hour for so many years.

Unless it's ......

From not at all to a little.

Cheng Qiaoyi also saw the distrust in his eyes, and after thinking about it, he still opened his mouth to sing his favorite part of Xipi flowing water in this play.

This time, he didn't need Comrade Lao Cheng's help to cooperate, and he sang both Danjiao and Lao Sheng by himself.

Just when he blurted out the old student singing paragraph when he first opened his mouth, he was surprised to find that he was untapped with the old student?

This piece of Xipi flowing water is to be done in one go, and if there is no breath in the middle, there will be no such taste.

At this time, it is just the right time to take out the specialty he just discovered to show off.

Cheng Qingtong listened to Cheng Qiaoyi's singing and was a little surprised when he looked at the emotion on his face.

Indeed, he was not lying.

It's really not easy for him to be able to sing like this in just a moment.

Although he can't sing very well, he doesn't dress up, and he doesn't add a figure to his body, but Cheng Qingtong can still see the different emotions of the two characters from his eyes.

"Just ask us to make an oath, and you will also express it to the sky. ”

"Stop. ”

Cheng Qiao almost confiscated it all of a sudden.

"You have indeed made great progress," Cheng Qingtong praised: "But don't be proud, what if you don't take this play in the retest?"

Saying that, he stood up and patted Cheng Qiaoyi lightly on the shoulder: "You still have to learn the plays you have to learn." There used to be a saying: "If you want to ask if you have enough, learn thirty-six first", which means that the Peking Opera performers who performed on stage back then had to have at least thirty-six plays before they could perform on stage," he raised his eyebrows slightly when he said this: "How many plays do you know now?"

Hearing Comrade Cheng's words, the smile in Cheng Qiao's eyes suddenly froze.

"Reluctantly...... Barely two-out, right?" he said tentatively.

Cheng Qingtong's serious face stretched a slight smile: "You can barely count it as two plays, you tell me the truth, do you think two plays are really enough?"

This is, of course, not enough.

"Haven't I yet apprenticed, isn't Peking Opera particular about teaching by word and deed?" Cheng Qiao thought of a reason.

When Cheng Qingtong heard what he said, he glared: "What excuse do you use for not apprenticing with you? Isn't your mother just an actress? Can't you learn from her?"

"I'm not...... Isn't it because you're too tired to come back, and I don't want to trouble you!" Cheng Qiaoyi took a deep breath.

Cheng Qingtong shook his head helplessly: "You just don't think you're a Peking Opera actor, you don't care at all." ”

At this point he paused: "Your talent is even higher than I thought. When Lao Zhang said that when I accepted you as an apprentice, I probably knew that your talent would not be bad, at least you were the kind of person who appreciated and ate by the ancestors. ”

"But," Cheng Qingtong looked at Cheng Qiaoyi's eyes: "There are too many people who eat at the ancestor's meal, and they have everything they eat, bran and vegetables, and the full banquet of the Han Dynasty, what is not what the ancestor is rewarding?"

"I was really surprised today, I didn't expect you to learn so well without a teacher. ”

"You're well suited to this path. Cheng Qingtong said seriously: "At least it's more suitable than me." ”

“…… I know," Cheng Qiaoyi was a little embarrassed by Comrade Cheng.

Although outsiders thought that he had not studied this play, Cheng Qiaoyi himself still knew it.

He had already learned the play in the copy and performed it on stage.

Comrade Cheng's praise made him embarrassed all of a sudden.

"By the way, I just went out and received a phone call, saying that I would arrange your first test the day after tomorrow. ”

Seeing the shame in Cheng Qiaoyi's eyes, Cheng Qingtong smiled in his eyes and changed the topic: "You prepare well and fight for it." ”

"The day after tomorrow?"

As soon as Cheng Qiao saw the affirmative look in Cheng Qingtong's eyes, he nodded deeply: "Then I'll read when I go back, I'll come on!"

To be honest, since getting the system, Cheng Qiaoyi has found that he likes opera more and more.

Sometimes he doesn't need to assign tasks to the system at all, and he will consciously look at those things.

Right now......

His goal was to enter the Peking Opera Company.

Cheng Qiaoyi clenched his fists tightly: "Dad, let's go back and read!"

"You're not eating?" Cheng Qingtong was a little amused, he still remembered that when he just came back, Cheng Qiaoyi was eager to eat.

"I won't eat it!" Cheng Qiao's eyes were full of determination: "I have to pass the preliminary exam." ”

Cheng Qingtong raised his eyes slightly: "But eating has nothing to do with what you want to get in," he pushed Cheng Qiaoyi as he spoke: "Let's go, I'll take you to eat first." ”

"If you don't eat, your mother should come to me to settle the score. ”

"No," Cheng Qiaoyi put on his clothes with a smile, and sighed with some emotion: "Dad, we haven't quarreled for a long time, and I'm still a little nostalgic!"