After eating the lunch sent by the CCTV staff, the program recording went to the final rehearsal stage.

Sa Beining also came with a group of staff members and communicated with Zhou Min.

Zhang Ruijie and Tan Peipei took turns to rehearse on stage, and Huang Bide could only sing perfectly because of his age and physical strength, so he didn't need rehearsals. And with his status in the rivers and lakes, even if there is any mistake, it is estimated that no one will care.

Zhou Min wanted to play with his master's Jiaowei qin, but his teacher Zhao Xiaohui didn't come back for a long time, he didn't even have an instrument, so he couldn't go to rehearsal at all, so he could only wait honestly, and by the way, he also asked Sa Beining to find a bed of guqin to spare, and she couldn't borrow the piano when the time came.

For Zhao Xiaohui's lateness, Zhou Min was actually not surprised at all, after all, the piano was the lifeblood of the master, almost no one was allowed to touch it, he had touched it once before, and now Zhao Xiaohui wanted to take the piano out directly, and it was strange that the master could agree.

When it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Xiaohui finally came back, brought the piano bed with her, found Zhou Min, and said with a solemn face: "Amin, teacher, I gave up my life to steal this piano, don't use it!"

Stole?!

Zhou Min's eyes widened, and he said with a shocked expression: "Teacher, don't pull me on my back if you want to die! If the master thinks that I am an accomplice with you, it will be over!"

"Don't worry, I won't confess to you if I'm caught. ”

Zhao Xiaohui made a heroic and righteous expression, looking like she would not say anything if she killed me, Zhou Min, who watched it, was speechless for a while, and complained: "This matter was originally done by yourself, how did you make me an accomplice!"

Zhou Min sighed helplessly, looked at the guqin in front of him, and wanted to try the piano with a little itch, and said: "Teacher, you find two people to guard it, if it really bumps into it, the two of us will be miserable." ”

Zhao Xiaohui nodded nervously: "Okay, I'll go and talk to Xiao Sa, let you be the first to appear later, and send the piano back as soon as the performance is over!"

Soon, several staff members came in, carried the guqin out with the piano bed, and began to set up the stage.

As the audience entered one after another, the studio suddenly became lively.

The "nurseries" found by the TV station greeted each other and talked to each other: "Who is here today?"

"I heard that it was Zhang Ruijie and Tan Peipei, and there were two others who didn't know. ”

"Runtu is here too, and I like his songs. ”

"Tan Peipei should be singing Huayin's old dialect, she sang it once in "The King of Singers". ”

"It's hard to say, it seems that there is no poem suitable for using Huayin's old dialect......"

"I seem to have seen Huang Bide just now, I don't know if I'm dazzled, if I really invite him, Liang Qiu probably won't dare to be scared. ”

"Haha, I actually like to watch him scare people, and now what I'm looking forward to most is when a grumpy singer will him!"

"Poof, don't think about it, it's all in this era, how can there be such a singer who can't think about it, everyone wants to have a good meal. ”

"That's not for sure, Wu Yiqun stood up to the judges in the show not long ago. ”

"Hey, the one in the front row seems to be Master Shui!"

"Oh, it's really a water master!"

"Next to him is Teacher Mu Yan, it's the first time I've seen Teacher Mu Yan attend an occasion other than the stage! Huang Bide definitely can't move her, who else is the guest in this issue, who is so big-faced!"

"Teacher Mu Yan just came out to relax, with her status in the music industry, no one's face needs to be sold. ”

"Is that Mu Yan teacher very powerful?"

Teacher Mu Yan is the descendant of Mr. Mei, the only famous Peking Opera actor after the founding of the People's Republic of China!

Do you know that when those idols hold concerts, fans only help with things like baked cakes and fake brand cosmetics. When Teacher Mu Yan performs, her fans give real gold according to the old rules of the music industry!

"Hey, it's amazing, I can earn millions of dollars just by supporting each other, and I must sell more tickets!"

"Your focus is a little crooked, you don't even pay attention to the fact that Mr. Mei actually accepts apprentices again! I thought that the orthodox Mei faction was lost!"

"Mr. Mei is really lucky to be able to find a successor, and it would be a pity if he broke off the inheritance like the dragon faction. When I was a child, I had the privilege of watching "Farewell My Concubine" between the two of them, and I still remember it vividly. ”

"Alas, it's a pity that Peking Opera is in decline now, and back then, it was called a thriving movie, and even the actor Zhang Rongfa of Xiangjiang went to make a movie of "Farewell My Concubine" to gain popularity! As for now, if you want to listen to Peking Opera, you can only watch 11 channels. ”

"Speaking of Zhang Rongfa, he seems to be ready to go out of the mountain, I heard that he is going to be a judge in "The Birth of an Actor". ”

"He didn't go to the movie after his comeback? No, I have to go to him to push the game and urge the play!"

At this time, the three judges were already seated, and under the sound of ancient music, the show officially opened.

"Xiao Sa is out, applause!"

With a burst of applause, the hanging screen pillars rose one by one, and Sa Beining's figure gradually became clear.

"5,000 years of culture, 3,000 years of poetry, our culture has never been interrupted. Hello everyone, welcome to watch the large-scale music and cultural program presented to you by CCTV comprehensive channel - "Chanting Classics". ”

There was another burst of applause, Sa Beining paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Now, let's open the classics that will be sung today." ”

As soon as the words landed, a poem was immediately typed on the screen pillar, Sa Beining slowly walked to the front of the stage, and said with a solemn expression: ""Sending Yuan Er Envoy Anxi", the author Wang Wei. Weicheng is light and dusty towards the rain, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. ”

"This is a well-known thousand-year-old poem, is a song to describe the farewell of the eternal swan song, today, he will use the 2,000-year-old guqin, re-interpretation of this classic! Let us applaud the classic singer - Zhou Min!"

"Wow, it's Zhou Min! No wonder Shui Ye is here!"

"Zhou Min wants to sing this poem with rock, a little bit wrong, right?"

"Maybe it's because of the national style, but he's learning Chinese music from the eight classics! When the band competed before, he invited He Lao and Zhao Xiaohui!"

At this time, the lights on the stage dimmed, the screen pillar fell rapidly, and when it rose again, Zhou Min, wearing a moon-white Confucian robe, had already appeared in the middle of the stage.

In the mist of smoke, Zhou Min's wig hung forward, sitting in front of the piano, his handsome face looming, as if the immortal in the hidden mountain was accidentally bumped into by a pedestrian who occasionally entered the mountain, which immediately made people look fascinated and indulged in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

"Zhou Min's look is too fairy, it's better than the poster of the album!"

"I can't stand it, go back and buy an album and watch it!"

"It's actually a guqin! It seems that I guessed correctly, he must be singing this poem in the national style!