Chapter 462: Self-Harm Performance

For a man who brings a girl to the room for no reason and strips off other people's clothes, he is either a fool or a hooligan, this is the first impression judgment of a normal person. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

But if the other party is not a normal person, then it is a different matter.

Wang Yao is naturally not a hooligan, and he doesn't have to play hooligan with such a bitter and hateful appearance, and what he took off was only the collar of Zheng Jingjing's skirt, but in addition to the bandeau, he did not reveal any fragrant white and tender soft meat, but made people look at some shocking purple and red marks.

I don't know if you have seen an ancient method called 'gua sha' to dredge the meridians and detoxification, gua sha is through a special gua sha equipment and corresponding techniques, dipped in a certain medium, repeatedly scraped and rubbed on the body surface, so that the skin appears red milia, or dark red bleeding spots and other "sha" changes, so as to achieve the effect of blood circulation and dialysis sha.

After gua sha, the skin will take on a purplish-red or even blackened color.

And Zheng Jingjing is now showing this heart-wrenching color from below the collarbone to the chest wrapped in the bandeau, and there are also some broken skin and scabs, judging from the color of the scabs, it shouldn't be too long, and there are still some blood stains on the neckline of the middle coat.

Wang Yao stared at Zheng Jingjing's chest gloomily, and Zheng Jingjing was not only shy, but also a little weak.

"Are you a fool or am I a fool?" Wang Yao asked in a deep voice.

"How am I acting?" Zheng Jingjing coughed lightly, looking away and trying to pull up her clothes.

"Don't move, leave it like this, otherwise it will be clogged and it will affect your voice. Wang Yao grabbed Zheng Jingjing's hand and whispered.

"I'm measured, and I'm not self-harming. Zheng Jingjing pursed her lips and rolled her eyes, Wang Yao: "How am I doing?"

"Rotten. Wang Yao snorted unceremoniously, took out a handkerchief from his cuffs, and gently wiped the blood beads between Zheng Jingjing's fingers, "Relying on external stimulation, this kind of self-harm praise is really bad." ”

Zheng Jingjing puffed out her cheeks slightly, a little unconvinced, and snorted angrily and said goodbye.

"What are you holding in that hand?" asked Wang Yao, carefully wiping the blood from the tips of her fingers and the worn dead skin.

Zheng Jingjing's body stiffened, and she subconsciously clenched the handkerchief of her other hand, "It's nothing." ”

"Oh, that's a different hand. Wang Yao let go of his hand and looked at her with a smile.

"No need, you go out, I'll take care of it myself. Zheng Jingjing coughed and pushed Wang Yao.

"What's the little secret?" Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, reaching out to grab it.

Zheng Jingjing quickly grabbed Wang Yao's hand sideways, then unceremoniously lowered her mouth, bit his wrist, stuffed the things hidden in his hand into his chest, and raised his eyebrows at Wang Yao defiantly.

"Hey, you're biting. Wang Yao gasped and frowned dissatisfiedly, "What a baby." ”

"Phew, bah, bah. Zheng Jingjing let go of Wang Yao's wrist and whispered, "Why do you care so much? This is the girls' lounge." ”

"Really. Wang Yao looked at Zheng Jingjing's rare sly smile, his heart softened, he reached out and rubbed her head, and smiled softly, "Don't hurt yourself, it's stupid." ”

Zheng Jingjing's body and mind trembled inexplicably, and she lowered her eyelids, "You promised me not to take risks again, not to die, but you didn't do it." ”

"I was by accident. The corners of Wang Yao's mouth twitched.

"Who isn't?" Zheng Jingjing puffed up her chest slightly and said sarcastically.

Wang Yao blinked, and shook his head helplessly, "OK, we're both fools, okay." ”

"You're a fool. Zheng Jingjing gave Wang Yao a wide look, and was about to say something when the door of the lounge was pushed open.

The two of them turned their heads at the same time to look at He Saifei and the others who rushed in from outside the door.

He Saifei was bumped into by Su Yong behind him and staggered in, followed by Xu Qingmei, Jin Tairan and others.

When they saw the room, they froze.

After all, at this moment, Zheng Jingjing's shoulders were exposed, and she was a little disheveled, and the hand that Wang Yao had been raising on the opposite side also looked a little guilty.

This kind of ambiguous picture is a bit easy to make people think crookedly.

A few minutes ago, after Zheng Jingjing left the stage in a hurry, as soon as the lights in the venue were turned on, a figure like a leopard jumped from the stage to the stage and then rushed into the backstage.

But the audience in the front row noticed.

"What just got out?" asked Kim Taeran's grandfather in surprise.

"It's like a person. Kim Tae-ran blinked.

"It's a bit like Xiao Yao. Zhao Lirong said suddenly.

"It's the little brother. Su Yong jumped up and chased after him.

"Damn, isn't that thing coming?" Kim Tae-ran followed after hearing this.

When I chased to the backstage, the backstage was a mess, and it was said that Jingjing was taken away, He Saifei was maintaining order, and I finally went to find netizens after explaining it clearly, but I didn't expect to see this kind of picture.

"Is it delaying your celebration?" Mao Weitao asked with a smile as he stood up straight on the sofa.

The others blocked the door and didn't enter, and they didn't know how to retreat, staring directly at the two of them.

"He suddenly rushed over and played a hooligan, you help me drag him away. Zheng Jingjing pointed at Wang Yao and said with a red face.

"Yes, it's a big change to disappear for a few days. Jin Tairan said in a weird way.

"Jingjing, he didn't scratch your chest, did you???" Xu Qingmei looked at Zheng Jingjing's large bruises in surprise.

"It's obviously someone who is masochistic. Wang Yao spread his hands to show his innocence.

The girls all crowded into the circle, and Zheng Jingjing asked east and west.

"Where have you been, these days. Su Yong frowned and asked Wang Yao.

"I went out for a trip. Wang Yao touched her head, "Worried?"

"I'm okay, but my godmother is very worried, Mr. Big said you were injured, where is the injury?" Su Yong looked at Wang Yao cautiously.

"It's okay, it's just a skin injury. Wang Yao smiled, pointed at Zheng Jingjing and said, "It's not as serious as her injury." ”

"Why are you still here, you don't have to go out to greet guests?" He Saifei rolled his eyes, Wang Yao.

Wang Yao shrugged his shoulders, "Don't apply ice, don't use medicine, just let it dry for a while, it's not good to save silting." ”

After speaking, he walked out of the lounge, ready to go to the front to entertain the guests, and do a closing ceremony or something.

Zheng Jingjing can perform so well today, in addition to putting a lot of effort into this play, she also used a special method to 'scrape' the position of the chest cavity, this play has great requirements for singing skills, and Zheng Jingjing wants to pursue the natural vibrato treatment of the singing cavity.

So she came up with this method.

Replace the show with real pain.

The chest cavity is the place where the airway is connected, and if there is an injury outside the chest cavity, the breathing fluctuations will pull on the wound, so that the breath will instinctively deal with the effect of this pain as it passes through the vocal cords.

So Zheng Jingjing thought of using this method to increase the recognition of her voice, and used a gua sha to make it on her chest for a while before going on stage before reaching the pain level that she was satisfied with.

The reason why she can cry and hoarse at the same time and still keep her voice clear is because of this tricky method.

And the original inspiration for this method was when Wang Yao first trained her to hit her with a stick, so that she instinctively stimulated the characteristics of her voice.

She was very afraid that the sound of this play would break, because it was too difficult to deliberately pinch her fake voice and sing and cry, and to have that weak sense of reality.

And the pain in her chest will stimulate her to enter the play faster with her movements and breathing, because the grievances and powerlessness of the pain are more real, and she doesn't have to be afraid of being distracted and making mistakes.

However, this method is indeed a bit self-harming, because after this time, she will have to rest for at least a while to recover, because if she is to play a cheerful role during this period, then this pain is troublesome.

But she didn't regret it, because the goal had been achieved, and she was very satisfied.

Although Wang Yao did not approve of it, from his eyes, Zheng Jingjing saw the moving and shocking as he wished.

secretly rejoiced and won a small game.

...................

Wang Yao is really a little distressed about Zheng Jingjing's 'self-harm' behavior, but he is also very pleased, because he feels that Zheng Jingjing seems to have real feelings for opera, and it also confirms his vision that she is really talented.

And hard enough on yourself.

Wang Yao's performance in Berlin was because of a mistake, and Zheng Jingjing was determined to go to the goal this time, and in terms of consciousness, Zheng Jingjing seems to have more perseverance.

And Wang Yao knows that this performance will definitely become an important milestone moment in the transition between modern opera and traditional opera, and it will set off an uproar.

This time out of the performance, the opera circle is running for Xu Feng, Mao Weitao, Mr. Mei and Zhao Lirong to come up, after all, there is no opera achievement in front of the name Wang Yao, after all, it is not as good as 'Wang Gu'.

But except for these opera circles, the others are all based on Wang Yao's face, such as some big figures in business and politics, so it is not abrupt for Wang Yao to make a closing remark at the end, after all, he is also a sponsor.

Mr. Mei and Zhao Lirong were speaking on stage, and the juniors in the audience listened carefully, and they didn't know if they were really listening.

Wang Yao waited backstage for a while, chatting with the senior brothers and sisters backstage, Wang Yao is still very prestigious in the troupe, although I don't know what he has been doing without seeing him for so long, but it seems that he can always hear his news from He Saifei and them, and he feels like he has not left the troupe.

"Why are you here?" Mao Weitao walked around and patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, "Didn't you say you couldn't come?"

"I sneaked over, I wanted to surprise me, but I didn't expect it to be a fright. Wang Yao chuckled and said, "Congratulations, senior sister, the famous teacher has become a high apprentice." ”

"Rejoice and rejoice. Mao Weitao smiled and arched his hand, "How?"

"Good. Wang Yao nodded.

"How is it better than you?" Mao Weitao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Better than me. Wang Yao said with a smile.