Chapter 64: Rehearsal

Comrade Cheng's voice slowly spread from the front of the stage to the ears of Cheng Qiaoyi.

"Aren't I just coming back to pay New Year's greetings to the old man!"

"Oh, you're just coming back for New Year's greetings?"

"My son and I specially learned a Peking Opera before we came back, just to sing a song with my old mother at this time!

“…… What are you going to sing?"

"Shiro visits his mother!"

"Oh, so you're preparing this play, and it's a good fit!"

"No! we've been handpicked!"

"And how are you going to perform?"

Cheng Qiao sighed slowly when he heard Comrade Cheng and continued.

"Can I borrow your stage?"

"You can too. ”

"Okay, I'll call my son out and get ready, right?"

"Okay!

Hearing this, Cheng Qiaoyi already knew that he was about to come to power, and he sighed in his heart, so he waited for Comrade Cheng's later words to take the stage.

"Come on!"

"It's coming~!"

Cheng Qiao replied in a muffled voice, and when the voice sounded, he lifted the curtain and ran over.

Standing in the middle of the stage, the two of them are not dressed up now.

When it comes to the actual performance, it is natural to dress up.

Cheng Qiaoyi looked at the old Comrade Cheng who was now completely dressed in his own clothes, and wanted to laugh a little inexplicably.

Cheng Qingtong immediately coughed lightly when he saw it.

Cheng Qiao reacted, listened to the voice of Comrade Cheng singing, and then sang to the back.

Maybe the stage really has a special magic, Cheng Qiao didn't feel nervous at all when he sang, but he sang more and more energetically, and when he finished singing, he still felt that he was a little unfinished.

To be honest, when he first saw that Cheng Qingtong was cooperating with a newcomer who had never officially performed on stage, Li Xinchen didn't look down on him at all, and was even worried that he would spoil his performance this time.

So in this last rehearsal, he sat down specially to listen to what this posterity sang like.

The young man's voice surprised him a little.

Although the singing is not very good, the singing voice is also very special......

But if you listen carefully, you will find that what he sings is actually very emotional, and it is easy to bring the audience into the world he sings about.

Especially his emotions when he sings, it is really emotional.

It has always been said that Peking Opera is a stylized performance, and many young actors have lost their understanding of opera itself in order to pursue this stylization.

They can sing the same as what their master taught, but they can't do it so that people can fully empathize with them when they hear it.

…… This young man is not simple!

……

Cheng Qiaoyi had no idea that he had already captured the favor of a large number of old Peking Opera artists before he entered the Peking Opera Company.

After singing this play, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that he was a little exhausted.

When I was on stage, I felt as if I could do anything, as if I could continue to sing for an hour.

When he really got off the stage, Cheng Qiaoyi found that his back had already been soaked with sweat.

"You performed very well today. ”

Cheng Qingtong had a smile on his face: "It will be good if you can also play like this when you officially perform tomorrow." ”

"I can. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi felt full of confidence in his performance: "I don't think my performance today is particularly successful, and tomorrow should be a little better." ”

Hearing Cheng Qiaoyi's words that were not modest at all, Cheng Qingtong frowned slightly: "Don't change it, you will officially come to power tomorrow, if you really change it, there will be no time to correct it." ”

"Don't worry, I know how to measure. ”

Recalling his performance on stage, Cheng Qiaoyi felt that his performance was too restrained.

His performance is getting more and more different from what he learned in the copy, but it is more like the performance of famous artists on TV.

Compared with the two, Cheng Qiaoyi still prefers to choose the version learned in the copy.

…… To be honest, until now he still felt that the copy was a real world, and all the performances in it were real things.

In the copy, this play is like a real person trapped on the stage, and in a stylized way, across space and time, it presents a unique charm.

Cheng Qiaoyi believes that if he adds a little action like in the play, this play can be much more interesting.

Cheng Qingtong naturally didn't know what Cheng Qiaoyi thought.

Hearing what he said, Cheng Qingtong sighed, and he didn't know what he should say to him.

The current Cheng Qiao is very strong, and he was carved out of the same mold as him back then, and he naturally knows that if he is simply persuaded to say, he will not let him change his mind.

"You can do it, pay attention to the proportions. ”

Hearing Comrade Lao Cheng say this, Cheng Qiaoyi naturally understood that Comrade Lao Cheng agreed with his statement.

He had a smile on his face: "I know, Dad, don't worry too much." ”

"Huh?"

"Oh, no, it's Cheng Tuan!" Cheng Qiaoyi smiled: "I forgot it just now, I'm sorry." ”

Cheng Qingtong shook his head: "You should pay attention next time." You're going to go on stage with me again in a while, have you memorized your lines?"

Hearing Comrade Cheng talk about business, Cheng Qiaoyi didn't continue to smile on his face, he immediately straightened his attitude: "I should remember almost, I'll say that when I go up in a while, right?"

Cheng Qingtong pointed out: "Yes, you just say that, stand in the second position on the right, and wait until everyone has a curtain call together, and then you will come to me." ”

"Uh-huh!

“…… Don't forget. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't know why Comrade Cheng was so worried that his performance would go wrong, he wasn't worried at all.

There were too many people in this backstage, Cheng Qiaoyi took a deep breath and slipped into the corridor to wait.