Chapter Forty-Eight: Building Out of Thin Air

"Did you sing the History of Liang Zhu Mourning today?" Mao Weitao raised his eyebrows and smiled. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hear me. Wang Yao smiled and walked forward to the stage.

The old wooden steps made a long squeak, Wang Yao went to the center of the stage and turned his hand to moisten his throat, and sang, "Xing Chongchong was ordered to send flowers, that took care of the hot and hot days, avoided the gatekeeper, and entered the mansion to have endless fun (ah), Miss, I met at the beginning of the Xin'an, thanks to your affectionate legacy of pearls and phoenixes."

Since then, it is inextricably linked to people, hating the Houmen like a shipwreck, infatuation is difficult to be independent, selling myself to take refuge in the house, how much I knocked for your head, and I will be a servant for you.

The old mother is looking forward to the fact that her son will not return, and her son will look for the master without a trace. It's not easy to spend a few months."

The mellow and beautiful female voice was circulating on the stage, which made people feel very pleasant, but when everyone found out that this voice was made by Wang Yao, their eyes widened.

Wang Yao looks ordinary, but he feels that he should be a boy, but this singing voice is brighter than that of a girl, and he doesn't understand what he sings, which still makes people feel good.

Zheng Xixi, Mo Ke and the tour guide were all stunned, could this be a girl?

Mao Weitao was also stunned for a moment, and then accompanied by Nianbai, "I am happy to celebrate Mrs. Han's birthday today, and I always say hello!"

Wang Yao pursed his lips and scratched his head, "There won't be later." ”

Wang Yao's voice has become a little deep again, the vocal cords of men and women are different, so the voices are easy to distinguish, but the voice Wang Yao made just now is indeed a woman's voice, and it is as beautiful and crisp as a yellow bird.

Zheng Xixi blinked and looked at Wang Yao with big eyes, "You, are you a girl?"

"Of course I'm a man. Wang Yao hurriedly said, "It's just that most of this play is sung by female students, and I used the singing voice of female students." ”

"But your voice. Mo Ke also asked curiously.

"This is a matter of talent. Wang Yao smiled.

"Sounds good, sounds good. The tour guide clapped his hands, "I usually like to listen to operas, but the first time I heard this kind of singing, it was like pop music, little brother, what are you singing?"

"It's Yue Opera. Wang Yao arched his hand.

"You're singing a floor-to-ceiling songbook. Mao Weitao corrected, "Although I don't know where you learned it, this singing tone is a landing singing book." ”

"Eh, can you hear that?" Wang Yao smiled.

"The origin of Yue Opera is to sing books, but there are slight gaps, but you sing well. Mao Weitao smiled, "And the female voice is very suitable for you." ”

"I heard that there is a master Xu Ningsheng, the first male Dan of Yue Opera, and he also uses a female voice?" asked Wang Yao.

"Master Xu is a male dan, and he was born with a female voice, you use your talent to sing, so it's a little different, but why do you like to use a female voice?" Mao Weitao also looked at Wang Yao curiously.

Wang Yao pulled the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "That's because, I haven't heard a man sing Yue Opera, I learned it from a cat and a tiger, not singing." ”

Mao Weitao paused for a moment, and then patted his head, "I forgot." ”

"One more part, it's kind of interesting. Mo Ke blinked and stared at Wang Yao with big eyes, "It's the first time I've heard a man make such a woman's voice." ”

"I'm going to be like this, just learned. Wang Yao said with some embarrassment.

"Then, Jingjing, you sing a paragraph. Mo Ke laughed.

"I haven't learned yet. Zheng Jingjing said.

"Ah, aren't you classmates?"

"I'm self-taught. Wang Yao said.

"You're pretty smart, then. Mo Ke smiled.

The next journey show was much more cheerful, and the tour guide was amazed by Wang Yao, and decided to go back to listen to Yue Opera, feeling that this kind of opera made him feel more comfortable.

After walking around the Forbidden City for more than an hour, seeing that it was almost ten o'clock, Zheng Xixi took them back to the hotel, and Mo Ke followed them back to the hotel, and it is said that she will also participate in this friendship exchange meeting with her teacher tomorrow.

After returning to the room, Wang Yao took a shower and entered the revival space, because when he was singing in Changyin Pavilion, he received a prompt from the system, and he ignored it.

"Trigger the Peking Opera series of quests: Changyin Pavilion, one of the sacred places of the stage, restart, choose any stage to attach to Changyin Pavilion, and perform on the stage will get additional experience points reward, and the number of moviegoers reaches a certain number, and you can get the construction blueprints of Changyin Pavilion. ”

A piece of parchment paper appeared next to the white jade masonry, on which were written the three characters of Changyin Pavilion in traditional Chinese.

Wang Yao was puzzled: "What do you mean by possessing Changyin Pavilion? You didn't let me sing in the Forbidden City." ”

"The host needs a stage to perform on its own, and then use the scroll, and the stage will give Changyin Pavilion its exclusive attributes," the stage replied.

"Any stage is fine?" Wang Yao thought of the stage in the study practice room.

"It is recommended that the host choose a stage of his own, once the scroll is used, before the prestige reaches the standard, the stage behind the Changyin Pavilion will be attached, and every time someone performs on stage, it will consume 1000 reputation points of the host, and other people's performances cannot be counted in the host's experience points. The system said.

Wang Yao had a pain in his flesh, 1000 prestige for a performance, if the stage in the school opens, there will be at least dozens of plays a day, and his prestige will be negative, it seems that he still has to be cautious.

"What's the use of that construction drawing? I don't understand. Wang Yao said dissatisfied.

"After the architectural blueprint is used, you can directly build a building for a certain amount of reputation. The system said.

"What do you mean?" Wang Yao was stunned, "You don't need to ask workers to buy materials?"

"No, you don't. The system replied.

Wang Yao was shocked, conjuring up a house out of thin air? This is terrible, Changyin Pavilion he just went to today, such a big high-rise building conjured out of thin air? Wang Yao was a little unconvinced, but at the same time he was a little curious and expectant.

Because the surprise brought to him by the system has broken through the consciousness of ordinary people.

With infinite reverie, Wang Yao fell asleep with a pillow, he recently discovered that he would not be sleepy, but if he wanted to sleep, he could sleep at any time, which was also a very magical thing.

Early the next morning, Wang Yao got up listening to the sound of birds outside the window, opened the balcony to let the morning breeze of the capital blow in, and played a set of Tai Chi on the bed, he recently felt that his body had become very powerful, at least Zhao Kai's level of a gangster, he should have no problem playing ten.

Turning on the TV, Wang Yao began to accept the strangeness of the new era.

It was about half past seven when there was a knock on the door.

Mao Weitao stood outside the door wearing a very beautiful cheongsam, "Up?"

"Uh-huh. Wang Yao nodded and smiled: "Teacher, are you dressed like this for a beauty pageant?"

"Poor. Mao Weitao smiled and glanced at Wang Yao: "Let's go have breakfast." ”