At 8:30 a.m., the doors of the Arts Building opened on time, and the final round of performances for the special entrance examination was about to begin.

Unlike the first round of basic skills and the second round of written exams, this round of exams is for everyone to enter at the same time, and there is no longer a separate exam like the previous two exams.

"Senior brother, Sister Hong, you just wait for me outside, candidates who are not here to take the exam should not be allowed to enter. ”

There were only more than 100 candidates left in the first two rounds of brushing, and when they entered the art building under the guidance of the staff, Cheng Xiaolou turned his head to look at Duan Lanquan and the three of them said.

"Okay, then we'll wait for you at the door, take the test well, you will definitely be able to!"

Duan Lanquan nodded, patted him on the shoulder and encouraged.

"Go, let them see the demeanor of our Mianshan people!"

"If even you can't pass the special recruitment of the Royal Peking Opera, I estimate that this batch of candidates will be wiped out. ”

Yu Lihong and Pan Yu were also full of confidence in him, and they never thought about what would happen to Cheng Xiaolou if he didn't pass the special recruitment exam this time.

"Well, wait for my good news. ”

Cheng Xiaolou smiled confidently at the three of them, lifted the hem of his skirt and followed the queue that Yuguan entered, and walked quickly towards the art building.

After entering the building and walking along the corridor for about half a minute, a group of candidates followed the guidance of the staff into a small theater with very elaborate decoration.

In the middle of this small theater there is a stage of about fifty or sixty square meters, the ground and the back are all spliced by three-foot square high-definition multi-function displays, and five sets of tables and chairs are placed on both sides of the stage at a 45-degree angle, on which are placed the labels of the examiner's seats.

Facing the stage are rows of chairs that look like they can accommodate about 300 people.

As soon as many candidates who are very familiar with the theater enter this small theater, they can see that this is a small theater of high grade, and it seems likely that it is a special place for internal rehearsals at the Royal Peking Opera University.

Everyone sat down in the first row, leaving no empty seats in between, and the third round of repertoire exams began five minutes later. ”

A staff member in charge of guiding and arranging looked around with curiosity, and somewhere found a microphone to hold in his hand, and jumped onto the stage with an arrow and began to arrange it loudly.

All the candidates dressed differently quickly found a seat and sat down, but Cheng Xiaolou stood alone beside the stage with his skirt unmoved.

The young staff member on the stage who was in charge of the overall arrangement had already noticed Cheng Xiaolou, who was wearing a splendid peony costume, a phoenix crown on his head, a xia cloak, a nose like an ice carved jade hook, and a face like a flower of spring dawn.

Even if he just stood there quietly, it seemed that there was a strong aura of grace and luxury.

Coupled with the candidates in the audience who were eager to keep their eyes on him, how could the staff member who was responsible for the overall arrangement not understand Cheng Xiaolou's thoughts, so from beginning to end, he just urged the other candidates to sit down as soon as possible.

After everyone sat down as requested, the staff member turned his head to look at Cheng Xiaolou and Yan Yuese, who were standing alone next to the stage, and said: "This classmate, there are only two empty seats left in the corner in the ninth row, and it is not convenient for you to squeeze in in this costume, just sit in the tenth row near the aisle." ”

Cheng Xiaolou glanced at him gratefully, politely owed slightly, smiled and thanked him, and then walked to the tenth row and sat down with his skirt under the disappointed gaze of many people.

It's not that he doesn't want to sit with other people, it's that his appearance today is really not suitable for sitting with those male candidates with green lights in their eyes, in case the person next to him doesn't hold his hands and feet, it won't be good if he kicks him away.

Self-esteem, self-love and self-protection are still necessary in some special circumstances.

"Hey...... I thought the goddess could sit next to me. ”

"Come on, didn't you hear that people used a male voice when they just spoke?"

"Beauty like him, do you think gender is still important?"

"Forehead ......"

Cheng Xiaolou sat alone at the back, and many people in front of him turned their heads to look behind from time to time, obviously not being able to sit next to him was still very disappointed and unwilling.

"Silence!"

The staff member on the stage who was in charge of the overall arrangement had a solemn face, and after shouting to shock those candidates who were still talking and discussing, he then turned to the direction of the gate and said respectfully: "There are ten chief examiners invited to the table below!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone saw an old man in a light white robe, with a white head, a white beard, a medium build, a folder in his left hand, and a teacup in his right hand.

"Hiss~~~ It turned out to be Shen Yishu, the contemporary helmsman of the Shen faction Tsing Yi, Boss Shen! This is the honorary vice president of the Royal Peking Opera, I didn't expect him to come. ”

"Oh my God, I heard that Shen Lao is seventy years old this year, I really can't see it. ”

"It's amazing! Today, I am fortunate to see the head of the Shen faction Tsing Yi with my own eyes, and I can sing on stage in front of his old man later, even if I can't get into the Royal Peking Opera, I will earn it!"

As soon as this old man, who was no more than 1.7 meters tall and looked ordinary, came in, the eyes of these candidates in the small theater instantly lit up with excitement, and those candidates dressed in green clothes were even more excited.

"Shen Yishu, the head of the Shen faction Tsing Yi?"

Cheng Xiaolou listened to the suppressed exclamation coming from the front, and stared at the old man who walked towards the examiner's seat twice, and a trace of surprise and shock rose in his heart.

Although it was the first time he heard the name Shen Yishu, he still had some impressions of Shen Pai Qingyi.

As far as Cheng Xiaolou knows, Shen Pai Tsing Yi is a new school of Tsing Yi formed by Shen Yutang, a master of Tsing Yi at that time, more than 100 years ago, according to his own voice characteristics, combined with the singing characteristics of multiple schools of Tsing Yi, Xiaosheng and copper hammer flower faces.

The Shen faction's Tsing Yi singing voice is clear and strong, and it also has a unique thick and rough singing voice with a copper hammer flower face, which is very recognizable among many Tsing Yi factions.

After more than 100 years of development, today's Shen faction Tsing Yi has become one of the top ten Tsing Yi factions in the world.

No one expected that a simple special recruitment exam would attract a pear garden master like Shen Yishu to come in person.

Following Shen Yishu's entry, two more examiners who were also not young walked in.

Although these two people looked very ordinary, they still caused the low exclamations and shock of many candidates in the audience.

"Wu Qi, one of the contemporary inheritors of the Wu School, is now a special professor at the Royal Peking Opera University. ”

Qin Shu, one of the contemporary inheritors of the Qin School, is an honorary professor at the Royal Peking Opera University. ”

Cheng Xiaolou heard the low exclamations of the candidates in front of him, and softly repeated the names and identities of the two examiners in his mouth.