Chapter Seventy-Four: Girlfriend

On the playground of the school, the students gathered early, lined up, and were sitting on the ground chatting. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Strangers such as Wang Yao and He Saifei Mao Wei Tao broke into their sight, making many people's eyes light up.

He Saifei has a charming appearance and a temperament like a young woman, which is naturally not small for this kind of little boy who goes to college.

Mao Weitao is domineering on stage, and in private, she is also a young woman.

And Wang Yao, his good appearance is easy to attract attention wherever he goes, not to mention the temperament he has now.

"Wow!

"It's really handsome, it's not from our school, is it?"

"Nonsense, if it's our school, how could we not know. ”

"Could it be that the troupe said that these singing operas are good-looking, and sure enough. ”

"What does the one who played martial arts training look like just now?"

"It's definitely not going to be as good-looking as this, you see how sweet he smiled at Teacher Liu. ”

"Will you become a star in the future? Wait and ask for an autograph. ”

The girls were boiling, and the boys scoffed and scolded the little white face.

Because Wang Yao's face is really white.

There was a long row of seats on the playground podium, more than 40 of them, and several school leaders were chatting with the students on the stage, waiting for the protagonists.

Wang Yao went up to greet them, and after waiting for a while, Xu Yulan and others came, a total of six old people, and several Yue Opera seniors, Wang Yao greeted them.

Looking at the students below, Xu Yulan took Wang Yao's hand and smiled very excitedly, "It's done?"

"Of course. Wang Yao smiled: "Wait a minute, you can say whatever you want." ”

"I didn't prepare any of the drafts. Jin Caifeng said with a smile.

"It's not a people's congress meeting. Wang Yao chuckled and helped the school teacher arrange the microphone.

The old principal began to speak, introducing the outstanding achievements of the old people back then, in exchange for the applause of the students, but the young actors such as Wang Yao and He Saifei, who were curious about the students, did not introduce.

Xu Yulan began to speak, the old man may not have spoken in front of so many people for a long time, and he looked a little nervous, but fortunately, these students respect the old and love the young.

Several masters mainly introduced the history of the development of opera, and some of the influence of Yue opera in those years, etc., which made the students have a concept, but it is very vague.

"Let Uncle Zhang raise his voice. There were already students in the stands who were still yawning, Wang Yao said to Xie Ying.

Xie Yingleng paused, ran over and said something to Jin Caifeng.

Zhang Guifeng glanced at Wang Yao, and when she spoke, she saw that she was showing off her skills, Zhang Guifeng was born in an old student, and when she raised her voice, she was exchanged for an exclamation.

It is hard to imagine that with such a sonorous and powerful voice of a rickety and thin old woman, everyone was shocked and then applauded in respect.

Zhang Guifeng introduced the development of singing in many operas, and introduced the basic skills of Yue opera through Jin Caifeng.

After the introduction of singing, reading, and fighting, everyone seemed to know how much Yue Opera was, and after the questioning session, a girl stood up with the microphone and asked with a smile, "What about the actor who played Mr. Wu Xun on the stage just now?"

Everyone was curious about the question, and they didn't yawn much.

Everyone on the stage also looked at Wang Yao in unison.

Wang Yao was sitting in the corner, turning his pen, thinking about how to promote opera correctly, when suddenly everyone looked at him and made him stunned.

"Oh my God, is it really him?"

"Mom, you look so good? Why didn't I see it?"

"Impossible?"

Everyone was shocked, and the playground began to be noisy.

"Quiet. The director frowned and presided over the order, and looked at Wang Yao, who was confused, "The person who played Wuxun just now is the young performing artist, Wang Yao." ”

"Poof. He Saifei laughed directly.

"Hold on, image. Mao Weitao and the rest of the troupe also couldn't help but smile.

The young performing artist of ShenTM, Lao Tzu is just a baby.

Wang Yao wanted to roll his eyes very much, these leaders would really be promoted.

Wang Yao could only stand up in embarrassment and bow to everyone, but in exchange for a different scream.

"It's hopeless, and you have to look at your face in the end. He Saifei shook his head and chuckled.

"Hello students. Wang Yao took the microphone and said awkwardly, he had never spoken on such an occasion, which was different from performing on stage.

"It's really this voice. ”

"Oh my God, I'm going to fall. ”

"Youth, looking at the same age as us, I feel that my first love has come. ”

The girls began to get restless.

The girl who held the microphone to speak had her eyes shining, "Is it really you?"

Wang Yao was stunned and chuckled, "Maybe it's me, what do you think?" ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they were all amused.

The girl's face was flushed, "The one who played Mr. Wu Xun on the stage was you?"

Wang Yao nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, it should be me." ”

"And how old are you?" the girl asked.

"Ten, twenty. Wang Yaogang wanted to report his age, but He Saifei pinched him and came back to his senses.

If he were to say that he was seventeen, it could raise a lot of questions.

"It's only twenty, and I'm twenty. The girl smiled shyly, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"This classmate, don't ask gossip. The dean hurriedly stepped forward.

"Opera is my girlfriend. Wang Yao replied with a smile.

Mao Weitao held the water bottle, smiled and shook his head, Wang Yao is too poor.

Wang Yao's slyly answer was exchanged for a burst of dissatisfaction.

"Girl, do you have any other questions? about my girlfriend. Wang Yao chuckled.

The girl who asked the question was amused and smiled, "Then why are you so different from the image on the stage?"

"My girlfriend's request. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"You must be happy to be your girlfriend. The girl said with a red face.

"I'm happier because I have a girlfriend. Wang Yao chuckled and said, "I like opera very much, but I don't know why, most people don't like it." ”

Wang Yao threw out a question, and people talked about it.

"I didn't like it before, but now I like it. The girl said quickly.

"Then do you know what it looks like?" asked Wang Yao softly.

The girl paused and bit her lip, "It's what it looks like on stage." ”

Wang Yao smiled, "Actually, I don't know, I'm groping for what it looks like, because it's too mysterious." ”

Wang Yao put down the microphone and reached out to pull He Saifei up.

"Yarn?" He Saifei looked puzzled.

"The heart of "The Legend of the West Chamber". Wang Yao whispered.

He Saifei froze for a moment, gently pushed Wang Yao away, and instantly entered the state, although she was still wearing modern fashion, revealing her two white and tender arms, but the style when she hid her face made everyone feel that this was a lady.

He Saifei left Wang Yao ten steps away from him and turned his back to him, and opened his mouth to sing, "Look at the clear sky, the ice wheels are surging, and the wind of the step incense steps sweeps away the red." The bull actress traverses space, and the full moon shines on the lonely sky. ”

The soft and tactful singing voice allows people who can't understand the words to feel the anxiety and apprehension of a girl in the boudoir who is waiting for someone.

Mao Weitao sat in his position and patted the table gently, and then took the sentence with the beat, "Miss, the moon is late tonight, and I am afraid of the wind tomorrow." ”

"There is wind and moon in the sky, but there is no good thing in the world. He Saifei lowered his eyes and mourned.

"This kind of moonlight is just the right time to burn incense. Mao Weitao continued.

"Matchmaker. I'm not in the mood to burn incense. He Saifei's white voice was so loud that almost half of the playground could hear it.

"Since you're here, let's burn it indiscriminately. Mao Weitao got up with a smile, walked up to Wang Yao, and slapped his palms as if he were slapping a wall.

"From now on, I will only be allowed to dream in my heart, and from now on, I will only be allowed to meet him in my dreams.

From now on, he was a lover in the shadow, and from then on I became a pet in the painting. He Saifei sang sadly.

At this time, many people have already seen the general idea of this story, the story of the infatuated man and the woman, and the story of Pan Jinlian and Ximenqing.

After He Saifei finished singing, Wang Yao made a movement with both hands, and at the same time, the muffled sound of strings spread like an aftermath.

The sudden sound of strings made everyone look around, and later they were surprised to find that it seemed to be the sound from Wang Yao's mouth.

"He does not make iron horsemen, swords, and guns, and strong voices,

He doesn't follow the example of the mountain crane in the sky.

He doesn't want to get the wind and the moon,

But he whispered like a child in a small window.

He is already poor in hatred,

are only for the sake of Jiaoluan's young phoenixes.

He is not finished, I have made sense,

It is clearly a shrike of Feiyan in the west and east.

Feeling nostalgic for a heartbroken night,

Bosom friends through the ages are the same,

It's all in plain sight. He Saifei also froze for a moment, but quickly reacted and took the lyrics.

The strange sound of the piano followed the lyrics, knowing that Wang Yao spoke, the clear and mellow voice once again amazed everyone, "There are beauties who will never forget,

I don't see it for a day.

The phoenix flies all over the world seeking the phoenix,

Helplessly, the beauty is not in the east wall.

Zhang Qindai wanted to appeal to the heart,

Don't let me fly and make me perish. ”

The two seemed to be singing in duet in the air, and their lingering singing made everyone feel a kind of sadness.

This is a more classic singing section in the heart of the fifth fold of the piano in "The Legend of the West Chamber", which can show the somewhat sad love between Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying with a very strong singing voice.

But this feeling is vague, and everyone seems to know that it is a tragedy, but they don't know where the tragedy is.

After Wang Yao finished singing, he returned to his position and picked up the microphone, "What we just sang, can anyone understand?"