The fans in the audience all looked at Cheng Xiaolou with a look of resentment, and they couldn't wait to rush up immediately to knead his handsome little face into a bun.

Feeling those scary eyes below, he could only smile apologetically and bow to everyone ninety degrees.

After straightening up, Cheng Xiaolou suddenly raised his eyes and stared at Wang Erchun with eyes like knives and asked coldly, "Wang, may I ask if I stole this play from you just now?!"

"And you, you, you, you...... Those of you who just swore and swore that you saw and heard me stealing the show with your own eyes, in front of tens of thousands of fans and all the audience in front of the TV, please tell me, have you heard, have you seen whether my play was stolen from him Wang Erchun?!"

His gaze stayed on Wang Erchun's face for three seconds, and Cheng Xiaolou suddenly turned around and pointed at Wu Mantun and the others one by one and asked loudly.

"This ...... This ......"

"What's that...... I ......"

"Xiaolou, in fact, ......"

Wu Mantun and Tao Zhiqiu were like a salted duck egg in their mouths for a while, and their mouths were open and their tongues were swirling in their mouths, but they couldn't say a complete sentence.

Wang Erchun was sweating profusely, his mouth opened several times, and he still didn't have the confidence to say that this was my play.

As a playwright, he knew better than others present that the passage that Cheng Xiaolou had just sung was not weaker than "Suo Lin Bag" in any respect, especially with his unique singing voice that was tactful, low and twisty, and intermittent, which added a different charm to this play.

And his special singing method of urging the voice with anger and conveying feelings with voice is obviously the same as the method used to sing "Suolin Bag", which is not only heard by Wang Erchun, but also heard by the actors and fans present.

"Could it be that the little beast not only got "Suo Lin Bag", but also got the play just now?!"

Wang Erchun subconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth with hatred, and his mind was even more thoughtful, constantly thinking about countermeasures.

"Even if the unknown person who has become an ancient person still writes this play, as long as I bite to death "Suolin Bag" is the one who wrote it, he will not take me seriously!"

Thinking of this, Wang Erchun turned his heart sideways, stood up and was about to speak, Cheng Xiaolou took the lead and said loudly: "If you say that this play is yours, then you can take the next paragraph! Senior brother, continue to play music." ”

"I ......"

Wang Erchun's old face turned white, and he was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and he opened his mouth like a fool, and he didn't dare to talk anymore.

Vicious!

It's so ruthless!

Everyone present didn't expect Cheng Xiaolou to suddenly come to such a hand, which was completely forcing people to a dead end.

If it's not your own play, who will take it?!

The accompaniment continued, Cheng Xiaolou smiled coldly at Wang Erchun, followed the rhythm and continued to sing in the previous paragraph: "To the third watch, it is really the moon and the people are quiet, and I suddenly heard that there seemed to be people walking outside the window." Busy moving through the shade of the flowers to pay attention, it turned out to be the sound of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. Listening to the paintings, drums, and newspapers became more and more cold, and Jiao'er was sleeping soundly for fear of being invaded by the wind. I couldn't help but sit and wait, thinking and thinking about it, the more restless I became. The number of more prepared to pay the five drums is quieter, and sure enough, it is dawn for Xiaoji to sing the sky. I can't help but call Lian'er to the front of the street to inquire, your father has not changed his house until now. ”

The next paragraph he sang and the one he sang just now can be said to be seamless, whether it is the lyrics, time nodes, rhymes, and style, they are all the same as the previous paragraph.

After singing this paragraph, the scene immediately erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

Many people frantically shouted Cheng Xiaolou's name, and they had long forgotten the accusations of Wu Mantun, Wang Erchun and others of betraying his teacher and stealing the show.

Cheng Xiaolou didn't even bother to look at Wang Erchun and the others, whose faces had turned pale, and after humbly and respectfully bowing to the fans in the audience, he raised his hands in the void and pressed it gently, and the tsunami-like applause and cheers suddenly stopped.

"The play I just sang is called "Tears of the Barren Mountain", and this play has a total of five folds, namely Shoutang, Night Weaving and Waiting for Husband, Robbing the Child, Escaping the Mountain, and Killing Yourself in the Mountains. What I just sang is the second fold - night weaving and waiting for the husband, this fold is also known as the upper floor, and I will have the opportunity to sing the full version to everyone in the future. ”

Cheng Xiaolou briefly introduced a few words, then turned his head to look at Duan Lanquan on the voice console and said again: "Senior brother, please help me play the accompaniment of the third song." ”

"Okay!"

The latter excitedly agreed, and switched to the accompaniment music as soon as possible.

As soon as the accompaniment sounded, what came into everyone's ears was a few gongs that were heavier than the other, and Jinghu was even more desolate and masculine.

"Oh my God, besides "Tears of the Barren Mountain", there are other dramas?"

"This accompaniment...... Oh my god, it can't be an old-fashioned drama or a showy show!"

"No, Boss Cheng's singing is a must, but I've never heard that he can sing old students or fancy plays. ”

"My good girl, look at Boss Cheng's posture, shouldn't he really want to sing by himself!"

......

At the moment when the accompaniment sounded, almost everyone at the scene looked at Cheng Xiaolou in amazement, all with an incredible look.

In addition to shocking him for a palace-level drama like "Tears of the Barren Mountain", he can even come up with other dramas. I was even more shocked that he seemed to be planning to sing this play himself, and when he heard the prelude, he knew that it would never be a drama of Danjiao.

Not to mention that those ordinary theater fans were shocked, even those singers who came to participate in the qualifiers and those pear orchards who had a lot of status in the Longzhong pear orchard world were also shocked.

Anyone who knows a little bit about Peking Opera knows that there are four major professions in Peking Opera, namely Sheng, Dan, Jing, and Ugly.

Among the four major lines, ugly acts belong to auxiliary lines, and they usually belong to the roles of cross-knife play. Although Jingxing is also one of the main professions in Peking Opera, it actually has a lot in common with Lao Sheng.

In addition to the difference in appearance, the melody of the fancy singing voice is more simple, thick and straight, and the edges and corners are clearer than the old students' singing, and the lines of each word are less tortuous, and there are relatively large ups and downs between the words.

In terms of singing, the singing of the flower face often emphasizes the accuracy and prominence of the pronunciation. The bite is heavier, more solid, and more attentive to the spout and force. The radio is crisper and more explicit, and sometimes more often uses some complete nasal vowel homing method.

Many people who don't sing and listen to Peking Opera actually find it difficult to distinguish between Lao Sheng and Hua Face, because whether it is melody, singing, or even appearance, there are indeed many commonalities between the two.

For example, both of them are male, many of the scenes have mustaches, and the singing style is mainly based on their own voices, with thick and wide singing voices, and majestic appearances.

Therefore, for everyone, Cheng Xiaolou, who uses Tsing Yi as a corner, whether he wants to sing an old drama or a net corner play, the shock to them is incomparable!