I heard Zhou Ru, who was also standing on the side watching him put on makeup, said: "Dawei, you are too lonely and unheard, don't you know Lin Zichen? Isn't it Shen Muxing's fellow senior brother, Shen Muxing, you should always know." ”

"Shen Muxing? Qin Dawei was at a loss.

"You actually don't know Shen Muxing?" Zhou Ru looked at him like a ghost.

"Funny, should I know him?" Qin Dawei scoffed, "Is he a national leader or a medical master?"

"You ......" Zhou Ru looked at him like a monster, shook his head, and sighed, "Forget it, a straight man like you doesn't chase stars...... Anyway, Shen Muxing is very popular! He used to sing Peking Opera, and his fellow senior brother was Lin Zichen, Lin Zichen died a while ago, and he was on the news, and everyone who paid attention to Shen Muxing knew Lin Zichen. ”

"Your idol is Shen Muxing?" When it came to the topic of chasing stars, there were more people who interjected, and Li Ziming, another onlooker, also opened his mouth, "He sings very well." ”

"It's just ......," Zhou Ru said.

The topic was completely deviated, but Lin Qian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, finally no one really thought that he looked like Lin Zichen.

However, after this incident, Lin Qian felt that he would have to be more careful in the future, although he changed his face and voice after being reborn, he was afraid that his style of raising his hands and making a gesture would not deceive people. As long as you are not careful, you can make people with a heart think of Lin Zichen. Although even if they thought of Lin Zichen and found out that he was reborn and sent him to the slicing for study, the probability was very low, they had to guard against it.

Lin Qian said casually while putting on his makeup: "Su Xia, I didn't expect you to know Lin Zichen too. In fact, it was quite a coincidence that I passed by Lin Zichen's funeral when I went to the capital to play before the start of school, and out of curiosity, I went in to take a look and got a Peking Opera notebook of his. ”

"Peking Opera Notebook?!" Su Xia's eyes lit up.

Lin Qian saw her shining eyes through the dimly lit mirror, smiled, and said, "It's just a copy." A lot of the notes in it are very useful, and I plan to practice singing according to them. ”

"Can you show me?" Su Xia's eyes were still shining, "I like Lin Zichen so much!" Lin Qian, your luck is too good, you can catch up with his funeral!"

"What does it have to do with good luck. Lin Qian smiled bitterly, if he was really lucky, he would not have been reborn inexplicably.

Su Xia said excitedly: "It's just luck! What about Lin Zichen's funeral scene! Have you seen the video of his performance on the stage before? Let me tell you, Lin Zichen's performance video is hard to find, there is not even a single one circulating on the Internet, I have worked hard, but I only collected a few interviews with him, and there are some patchwork performance clips. It would be a great blessing if you could see the full video of his performance at his funeral!"

Is it a great blessing?

Lin Qian smiled bitterly, in fact, as early as more than ten years ago, there were many videos of him singing on the Internet.

Afterward......

As his thoughts flowed, Lin Qian remembered that he had broken his voice during the change of voice and could not inherit the mantle of his master, and the responsibility of inheriting the Shen family fell on the shoulders of his junior brother Shen Muxing alone.

Unlike the old era, Peking Opera is now in decline, and it is difficult for the performers to form their own troupes and sects to support themselves as in the old era.