The aura of the famous character.

Su Xia looked at Lin Qian in front of him, and couldn't help but feel these words in his heart.

She remembered many, many years ago, when she was a little girl of seven or eight years old, she used to visit relatives at her grandfather's house in the capital. Grandpa likes to listen to operas, once, took her to the largest theater in the capital to listen to a play, on the stage a gorgeously dressed servant is gorgeous, raise her hand and look back, even she, a little girl who does not know Peking Opera, can't help but beat faster, was deeply attracted, and couldn't take her eyes off.

That person's voice is the most beautiful voice Su Xia has ever heard in his life, if there is really a natural sound in this world, it will be like that.

At that time, Xiao Suxia was so envious and yearning, the big drama ended, she pulled the corner of her grandfather's clothes, and reluctantly refused to leave.

"Grandpa, let's watch it again, that sister on the stage is really beautiful!"

Her grandfather, Wan'er, smiled like a flower with a wrinkled face: "The one on the stage just now is not my sister, it's my brother, it's the Qiandan in Peking Opera, which means male dan." It was a man dressed as a woman who sang Yang Guifei. Xia Xia is good, if our family Xia Xia likes to listen to this brother's play, grandpa will bring you next time. ”

"Okay! Lagou!" the young Su Xia made a serious agreement with his grandfather.

But......

Time flies, but she never went to the theater to listen to that brother's play again.

That brother, called Lin Zichen, lost his voice not long after the scene "The Drunken Concubine", retired behind the scenes, and never sang again.

As she got older, she listened to some other singers, and there was a lot of other music—rock, jazz, pop songs......

However, I can't find that amazing feeling anymore.

It's like a dream.

Now, in Lin Qian, he seems to have seen a dream reappearing.

"You ......" Su Xia couldn't help but speak, knowing that it was impossible, but he asked in a ghostly manner, "You are also surnamed Lin, should it have something to do with Lin Zichen?"

Her voice was not high, not so much asking Lin Qian as talking to herself.

However, this gentle sound came to Lin Qian's ears like thunder, Lin Qian was so frightened by him that his hands trembled, and the pen that was applying makeup almost fell off.

Lin ...... Lin Zichen?" he repeated weakly.

"Ah," Su Xia came back to his senses, and also felt that he was talking nonsense, and smiled a little awkwardly, "It's okay, you don't know Lin Zichen, a famous Peking Opera actor more than ten years ago, just passed away a while ago." ”

Lin Qianxin said why don't I know? I also attended his funeral, ah no, what does it mean to participate in "his" funeral, he is obviously Lin Zichen himself.

But he only dared to think about these in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise he would be sent to the laboratory for slicing instead of being regarded as a neuropath.

He cautiously asked Su Xia, "How did you know about the famous character more than ten years ago? ”

Su Xia told him about listening to the drama when he was a child.

After speaking, before Lin Qian could speak, Qin Dawei on the side opened his mouth: "I didn't expect you to listen to the drama when you were a child, Su Xia, is that Lin Zichen very good-looking, I think you just fancy the beauty of others, I haven't heard of any famous characters." ”

Haven't heard of it?

The corners of Lin Qian's mouth twitched, he thought that he was not a pop superstar in his previous life, and he was not a household name, but he was not so nameless, right?

People who play Peking Opera don't know about him?