Chapter 110: The Structure of the Troupe

"What are you singing?" Zheng Jingjing pricked up her ears and listened to the melody for a while, which she had never heard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Hum it casually. Wang Yao smiled, "Does it sound good?"

"The tone is ok. Zheng Jingjing nodded.

"I'll go back and see if I can write a song. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Do you know how to read music?" Zheng Jingjing looked at Wang Yao.

Wang Yao's smile froze, he really wouldn't know this, after all, vocal lessons are used to read books, "Eh, I'll go back and read." ”

"Hmph. Zheng Jingjing snorted lightly, "If you can't learn, you can let me teach you." ”

"Don't worry, I'm so smart. Wang Yao said triumphantly.

Zheng Jingjing blinked her clear eyes and looked at Wang Yao like an idiot.

Wang Yao was furious when Zheng Jingjing saw it, and swallowed his saliva nervously, "Okay, I'll call you." ”

"Hmph. Zheng Jingjing snorted coldly again, and looked away, "I usually sleep in the morning and have time in the afternoon." ”

"Hmm. Wang Yao smiled, "By the way, don't forget the shouting and pronunciation that I taught you last time, and save the cost of tuition." ”

"I'm practicing every day. Zheng Jingjing nodded, "Is there anything a little deeper?"

"You practice this for a month now, and I'll see it then. Wang Yao said.

"What about the figure you talked about last time?" asked Zheng Jingjing.

"I don't know how to teach you now, I'll teach you some basic things when Senior Sister Mao teaches you some basics. Wang Yao scratched his head.

Zheng Jingjing nodded and stopped talking.

Wang Yao thought for a while and flipped through his bag, "Do you want to listen to songs?"

"No, the car is coming. Zheng Jingjing squinted at the oncoming jeep station and got up.

Wang Yao also stood up, inexplicably a little nervous.

The jeep stopped in front of the two, and the window rolled down to reveal the somewhat serious face of Zheng Jingjing's father.

"Hello uncle. Wang Yao greeted politely.

"Hello. Zheng Jingjing's father nodded and looked at Wang Yao, "You are Wang Yao." ”

Wang Yao was stunned and nodded, "Yes." ”

"I heard Sissy mention you. Zheng Jingjing's father had a smile on his face, "Where are you going?" ”

"No need, wait for my senior sister to pick me up. Wang Yao said solemnly.

"Alright then, stay safe. Zheng Jingjing's father smiled and nodded.

"Gone. Zheng Jingjing said softly to Wang Yao and got into the back seat of the car.

Wang Yaomu sent the jeep away, breathed a sigh of relief, put on headphones, and continued to squat at the intersection waiting for He Saifei.

It took almost half an hour for He Saifei to arrive, "Wait, are you in a hurry?"

"Nope. Wang Yao got up and smiled.

Seeing Wang Yao who had changed his clothes, He Saifei's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "Tsk, it's really different, did the party at night surprise everyone?"

Wang Yao smiled and got into the car, "Is it strange for me to wear this?"

"It's very handsome, especially compared to the turtle image you used to have. He Saifei smiled and started the car, "Is there a little girl who has confessed to you at the casual dinner?"

"How could there be. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Why not, my little junior brother is so good-looking. He Saifei raised his eyebrows and snorted.

"Senior sister, you are really kind. Wang Yao glanced at his face in the rear mirror and said with a smile.

"Really, junior brother, you are really good-looking. He Saifei said seriously.

"I've been growing up for seventeen years, and no one has ever said I'm good-looking. Wang Yao pursed his lips and smiled: "Even my godmother said that I am pleasing to the eye." ”

"Hmph, you just don't dress up like an old man, you see how handsome you are now after a new look. He Saifei smiled, "And you are still growing, you will definitely look better and better in the future." ”

"Then I'll borrow your good words. Wang Yao pursed his lips and smiled, "Is the matter resolved?"

"Don't mention it, I'm angry when I mention it. He Saifei restrained his smile, and his little face was full of anger.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly.

"There is a deputy head of the troupe, and you Senior Sister Mao can't get along with you and always change tricks to find trouble, this time we got a place to participate in the European Art Exchange Conference, and then we must devote ourselves to rehearsals and creation, but the deputy head of the troupe has to take the troupe to perform, and I can't figure out the severity. He Saifei's face was full of anger.

Wang Yao frowned, "Isn't Senior Sister Mao the head of the regiment?"

"Yes, but the affairs of the troupe are very complicated, and it is not up to the head of the troupe to say it alone. He Saifei sighed: "You are still young, you don't know about the system, do you think that the head of the regiment counts when he speaks? There are many things that can be decided by the deputy head of the regiment sent from above." ”

Wang Yao blinked, and seemed to understand something, after all, the troupe is state-owned and not private, and there must be relevant departments sent below to 'supervise the work', especially the Baihuayue Troupe, a provincial troupe.

Listening to He Saifei complaining all the way, Wang Yao also has some understanding of the structure of the troupe, Mao Weitao's so-called head of the troupe is the kind of empty title who just works and doesn't do anything, he really has real power, and the deputy head of the troupe is in charge, Liu Yunqing.

And this deputy head of the troupe is not concerned about the development of the troupe, but is more concerned about taking the troupe outside to take private work to make money, not to mention enriching his own pockets, and it also affects the normal training and rehearsal performance of the troupe.

The salaries of the troupe members are not high, and everyone wants to earn more extra money, this is human nature, as the head of the troupe, Mao Weitao is not easy to say, but this time is different, this time it is a serious matter, so the two sides have a dispute, and Mao Weitao flew back because of this.

Liu Yunqing signed a contract with a company without authorization, and the performance time coincided with the European Art Festival.

Wang Yao touched his chin and thought about it, this is a very realistic human situation, and it is also the information that Wang Yao needs to collect the most now.

He Saifei drove Wang Yao to the school to get the salute, in addition to the bag on his body, Wang Yao's salute also had a suitcase containing his notes and some daily necessities, without too much salute.

"It's so late, let's go to your Senior Sister Mao for another night. He Saifei swallowed the smoke and exhaled the fog.

The fact that He Saifei can smoke has always surprised Wang Yao, after all, it is quite rare for girls to smoke.

Especially He Saifei's coquettish face, which looked particularly enchanting under the smoke, with a fatal temptation for a teenager like Wang Yao.

Wang Yao swallowed his saliva: "Smoking is bad for your health, senior sister." ”

"You won't live one more day if you smoke one less. He Saifeijiao smiled and pinched Wang Yao's little face, "You have to have fun in time." ”

Wang Yao shrunk his neck and looked at the road outside, "This doesn't seem to be the way to Senior Sister Mao's house." ”

"Go to your master's house first, your senior sister Mao is over there. He Saifei snuffed out the cigarette butt and threw it out, "You kid, if you don't come back to see the master, if you put it in our era, you will definitely have a board." ”

Wang Yao smiled and touched his nose, "I'm not very familiar with the master. ”

"Xu Lao is an old naughty boy, very easy to get along with, but also very tough, like an old sour Confucian. He Saifei smiled.

"Senior sister, tell me the rules, these books are not written. Wang Yao said with a smile.

"Well, then I'll tell you about the common ones in the industry first, and I'll give you a manual when you apprentice, and each school is different. He Saifei said.

Xu Feng's residence is in the north of the school, some far away community, this quiet environment looks like a high-end community, the car is parked in front of a two-story house, Wang Yao saw Mao Weitao's Santana parked on the side of the road.

"Get out of the car. He Saifei extinguished the fire and looked at Wang Yao, carrying the bag, "You don't have to carry the bag." ”

"No, it's valuables. Wang Yao's face was full of seriousness.

He Saifei rolled his eyes, shook his thin waist and got out of the car to ring the doorbell, and after a while the door opened, Mao Weitao saw Wang Yaoleng for a moment, and finally smiled and said, "Whose child is this?"

"Senior sister, don't tease me. Wang Yao smiled a little shyly.

"It's really a man who depends on clothes and horses and saddles. Mao Weitao was amazed and led Wang Yao into the courtyard.

The courtyard was dim in the moonlight and the lights of the house, but you could see the various plants in the yard, and there was a gazebo with a stone table in it.

Entering the house, the elegant decoration inside is very in line with the identity of a principal, but it looks a little deserted, and it doesn't seem to be popular.

"Meow~" At this time, a cat meow suddenly came out of the staircase, and a fluffy Persian cat stood at the staircase and looked at Wang Yao.

At this time, Xu Lao's baby is named Niuniu. He Saifei walked over and took the cat in his arms.

The Persian cat let out a soft cry and lay on He Saifei's full chest with a comfortable face.

"Is it a female cat?" Wang Yao looked at the cat enviously.

"It's a male cat. Mao Weitao smiled: "It's just Xu Lao's bad taste." ”