This old boy is a liar, he is also a little back, just after a class, the finance just brought the money, so Li Suqiu saw it, Li Suqiu has seen big people, and he has also seen highly educated people, if it is really the old artists who graduated from the Central Peking Opera Academy, they don't care about money at all, and the value of art in their eyes is far at the top. What old artist have you ever seen who would do such a tasteless thing after seeing money?

A teacher said to Li Suqiu: "Xiao Li, look at the temperament of others, at first glance, it is an old artist, the 2,000 yuan for a class is not a loss, I advise you not to compare, or you will be embarrassed." ”

Li Suqiu smiled slowly: "He is old, he is an artist with glasses, so I will do it another day, I want to see what real talent he has learned." ”

Li Suqiu walked over slowly, and after the old man glanced up at Li Suqiu, he continued to count the money, and said casually: "The parents of the children, are you looking for me to make up for the lesson?" Now I don't have so much time, and there are still thirty minutes at eight o'clock in the evening, but the price is also two thousand, if you want to learn, pay now." The old man was still very arrogant, as if he was telling Li Suqiu, you are not a parent, and if you don't pay it, someone will pay it.

Sun Bingyu was a little helpless, she was not a fool, no matter how she looked at it, she would not believe that this old man was an artist.

Sun Bingyu slowly stepped forward and said, "You misunderstood the teacher, this is another teacher we invited to rehearse for the children. ”

When he heard Sun Bingyu's words, he instantly became anxious, stood up suddenly, raised his head and stared at his eyes, looked at Li Suqiu and said: "Director Sun, what do you mean by this, I am kind enough to come to this school to help, are you questioning my ability? If you want to believe me, just blast him out for me, if you don't believe me, then you are ready to let him teach the children, I really go out, do you know how much I cost for a performance? I still have to work hard to rehearse for you here, what am I for!"

Seeing this, some teachers hurriedly coaxed the so-called old artist and said: "Oh, I'm really embarrassed, Director Sun just can't speak, I don't believe you, you still teach us for all to see." ”

Li Suqiu stepped forward violently and shouted at the old man: "Believe you, I think you are a liar, if you don't accept us, you will compare with each other, whether you sing the old voice or Hua Dan, or a clown, if you don't accept it, we will compare you with one to win, I will give you 100,000 yuan, if you lose, you will give 🤮 all the money for these lessons, and immediately roll up the cover and leave, don't give me the wrong child here." ”

Hearing Li Suqiu's roar, this so-called old artist was instantly frightened by Li Suqiu's momentum, and there was obviously a lot of cowardice in his eyes, Li Suqiu watched his expression change, and couldn't help sneering, can someone who really has the ability cowardly?

The artist gritted his teeth and began to threaten in a low voice: "Who the hell are you, if you go together, let's not smash each other's jobs, do you know the rules? Come first and come later, don't you understand? If you insist on going your own way, believe it or not, I will make you unable to mix in the counseling industry in Lianchi City." ”

When Li Suqiu heard this, he instantly felt funny, pursed his lips, nodded and smiled: "I'm just a college student who has just graduated, nothing to do, I have also studied Peking Opera, today I heard that the old artist is here, do you want to come and compare?"

As soon as he heard that Li Suqiu was just a college student who had just graduated, and he was still studying Peking Opera by himself, the old artist suddenly changed his complexion, pursed his lips, and said with a smile: "That's no problem, isn't it just a competition, I'll still be afraid of you, a hairy boy, but let's say it first, if you lose, don't blame me for relying on the old and selling the old, I have another condition, my class fee has changed from 2,000 to 4,000, which is considered a loss to my spirit." ”

Hearing this old bastard sit on the ground and raise the price, even Sun Bingyu's face changed, but before she could open her mouth to refute, Li Suqiu said: "No problem, but the premise is that you make everyone think that you sing better than me." ”

The old art felt that he had taken advantage of it, and immediately said: "Cheng, what are you best at, I will let you pick me to accompany you, you just choose a fixed selection of songs." ”

Li Suqiu didn't care at all and said: "I can do anything, you just take what you are best at." ”

The old artist raised his eyebrows, became even happier, and smiled slowly: "Boy, don't be crazy, there is a time when you fall from you." I'm good at Lao Sheng, let's come to rehearse Shajiabang, right?"

Li Suqiu smiled: "No problem. ”

The old artist was about to start singing in a decent posture, but Li Suqiu interrupted inside: "Wait, old artist, what is your surname? Do you have a business card? It's the first time in my life that I talk to someone from the Central Peking Opera Academy, and I'm a little excited." ”

Old Art pursed his lips and looked at Li Suqiu with some disdain, but still took out a business card from his purse.

The next moment, he began to sing, the words were correct and round, and he was quite decent, and he had two brushes.

As soon as Li Suqiu heard him start singing, he sent the information on the business card to Lu Mingyi and said to him, "Check for me what this person is about." ”

"Good. Lu Mingyi replied quickly.

Li Suqiu is not omniscient, for this kind of liar who has never met and swaggered, Li Suqiu doesn't know the bottom line at all, and he just checks it so that he can control the situation here.

After sending a text message, Li Suqiu watched the performance of this old artist, to be honest, this kid is an embroidered pillow, it is useless, every action is soft and soft, it is not at all powerless, this is definitely a mistake of the old student's singing, his level, it is really not very good, he can't help singing without emotion, and some of the high voices can't sing at all, pulling his neck and shouting, it's like killing a chicken, a person from a professional class, can he be so bad?

Li Suqiu sneered, after singing the Peking Opera, the teacher and the children applauded warmly, this is just a junior college, the teachers are just a half-level, not even the level of liars, you say where they can go, you can't hear the flaws in this old art singing at all.

Laymen look at the bustle, insiders look at the doorway, that's what it means.

The old artist proudly wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to Sun Bingyu: "Director Sun, how is it? Am I qualified to teach these children, if I hadn't warmed up and opened my voice, I would have been able to sing higher, and I guarantee that you will sing with your feelings." ”