"Peking Opera is dead"?

Lin Qian looked at the advertising screen, his eyes getting cold.

Then, let him tell Shen Muxing that Peking Opera has never died.

Whether it is now or in the future, as long as he Lin Qian is here, Peking Opera will be there! He will definitely bring Peking Opera to a new popularity, which should have been the popularity of Peking Opera after the YW International Music Festival. He wants to get back everything that was stolen by Shen Muxing and belongs to Peking Opera, and he also wants to push Peking Opera to a new peak.

Then, let Shen Muxing apologize in person and kneel in front of the master's grave to admit his mistake.

He does what he says.

"Hey, Lin Qian," several of his roommates called him, "What's the fuss, let's go, it's too late to go to Hot Pot City, and there are many people waiting for a seat." …… You're not going to be fascinated by this little white face called Lu What, are you?"

Lin Qian turned his head and looked at a few roommates: "It's okay, let's go." ”

A few people had a lively meal of hot pot.

A few days later, at 8 p.m., it was the club activity of the Peking Opera Society.

Lin Qian came to the activity classroom of the Peking Opera Club as scheduled, and Qin Dawei, Su Xia, as well as Zhou Ru, Li Ziming, and Zhang Yuxuan also arrived.

"Okay, everyone is ready," Su Xia sat on an old Taishi chair in the activity classroom, patted a prop and horsewhip in his hand, and said, "What are we going to do today? Do you have any ideas? Do you want to think about a play together? The seniors of the last senior year have all graduated, and Lin Qian, a newcomer, has joined us, so it is time for us to rehearse the play." ”

"Yes, yes. As soon as this proposal came out, it was seconded by everyone.

Zhou Ru said: "I have ordered a new dress on X Bao, it is an improved version of Hua Dan costume, but it looks good, let's arrange a play with Hua Dan." ”

Li Ziming said: "Hua Dan is good, Hua Dan is paired with Xiaosheng, I still like Xiaosheng's appearance, why don't we sing the West Chamber? ”

Zhang Yuxuan: "What's there to sing about the West Chamber? It's boring, if you want to rehearse a play! It's lively! What do you say?"

Several people all turned their heads to look at Qin Dawei.

Qin Dawei was sitting on another Taishi chair with his feet crossed peeling walnuts to eat, and when he heard this, he said: "Look at what I'm doing? If you want me to say, just say goodbye to my concubine, and bring it up! I'll play Yu Ji! Don't rob me of anyone." ”

Everyone: "Get out!"

Unable to count on Qin Dawei, everyone turned their attention to Lin Qian one after another.

Su Xia said: "Lin Qian, you are the best singer among all of us, what do you say is appropriate for us?"

Yes?

Lin Qian originally stood next to Qin Dawei and listened silently, and rubbed a handful of Qin Dawei's walnuts to eat, but he didn't expect that such an important decision would fall on his little newcomer. His gaze swept over the people of the Peking Opera Club one by one, calculating: Zhou Ru Aimei, Zhang Yuxuan wants to act, Li Ziming had better arrange a small student for him, Su Xia sings Tsing Yi or Hua Dan is about fine, and Qin Dawei's requirements are negligible......

Just when he was seriously pondering what kind of scene to discharge, suddenly, the drumbeat of the rock club next door sounded without warning!

The sound of the drum was so rapid and dense that Qin Dawei's hands shook in fright, and the walnuts were sprinkled on the ground: "! What kind of nerves is Shao Long having again!"

I really don't blame him for being frightened, this time the rock club seems to have a new set of sound, and the volume is louder than the sound they smashed the rock club last time, it's just loud in the sky!

"The Abyss of Death, the Zombie Entrails, the Demons of Hell, the Destruction of the World!!"