Chapter Twenty-Eight: Performance

Zhang Yushu was taken aback, looked at the kid in front of him, looked at Fang Wenqi in surprise, and said, "Brother Fang, you were killed by your apprentices back then, didn't you say that you won't accept apprentices again?"

He Xiangdong's body suddenly stiffened, he was killed by his apprentice, what was going on, he had never heard his master say it, and in fact, the master rarely told him about his past.

Fang Wenqi waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't mention the past, this kid's name is He Xiangdong, he is a rare good seedling, and he also loves to talk about cross talk, I decided to hand over everything I will to him and let him inherit my mantle." ”

Zhang Yushu set his eyes on the child in front of him again, the heir to the mantle, his brother was seriously injured by the apprentice back then, saying that he would never accept apprentices in this life, and now there is another heir to the mantle, how much this values this child.

"How many years have you been learning art with Master?" Zhang Yushu asked He Xiangdong with a pleasant face.

He Xiangdong was still immersed in the conversation just now, and when he heard what he asked, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his head to look at Zhang Yushu, and replied: "If you formally study art, it is only two years, but I have been living and eating with my master for six years since I was a child. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yushu was a little puzzled.

Fang Wenqi explained: "This child was saved by me from the old scum, and he has been eating and living with me since he was a child. ”

Zhang Yushu nodded.

Fang Wenqi continued: "Look at how this kid is, can you see if you can pass on something to him?"

Zhang Yushu also nodded solemnly, he knew very well what his big brother had brought this child to see him for.

immediately agreed: "I will live here for half a month, you let this child come to me to eat and live, I will open a job for him, how much he can learn depends on his own creation." ”

Fang Wenqi also understands that people are people in the system, unlike him, a folk idle artist, and it is already very face-saving to be able to spare half a month: "Okay, thank you, Dongzi, thank you Uncle Zhang." ”

He Xiangdong looked confused, he couldn't understand what these adults were talking about, but out of trust in the master, he obediently thanked him: "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." ”

Zhang Yushu touched He Xiangdong's little head and smiled slightly.

Bai Qiang was not idle, pulled out Tian Jiani, who was standing behind him a little timid, and introduced: "Zhang Er, this is my apprentice, called Tian Jiani, follow me to learn the Jingyun drum, and after a while, I will take her to the quyi troupe student class, this is a good seedling, you palm your eyes?"

Tian Jiani also called Uncle Zhang timidly.

Zhang Yushu also looked at Tian Jiani with a smile and said yes repeatedly.

When the time of the performance came, Tian Jiani and Bai Qiang sang the Jingyun drum first, set up a bamboo drum stand in the room, and put the drum on it.

Tian Jiani was a little nervous, looked at Master, then at He Xiangdong, and finally glanced at Zhang Yushu with some fear, and quickly lowered her head.

Bai Qiang also saw Tian Jiani's nervousness, and hurriedly comforted: "Nier, don't be nervous, it's all your own people here, it's all your uncle's, sing hard, don't be afraid." ”

Zhang Yushu also nodded with a smile.

Tian Jiani nodded, but she was still a little nervous, she was too shy, and she didn't have He Xiangdong's experience of being a street performer since she was a child, so she was too easy to show her timidity.

Bai Qiang also looked up and down in his heart, he brought Tian Jiani out today to recognize his old friend's face, see the level of performance, and let his old friend hold it in the future, but this kid is so nervous, how embarrassed will he be when the performance is smashed.

He Xiangdong naturally saw it, he couldn't let his little friend go wrong on the stage, he knew Tian Jiani's temperament too well, if she messed up today, this girl might have to cry for a long time when she went back.

Thinking of this, He Xiangdong jumped down from the chair and said to Tian Jiani: "Nier, these are all your elders here, there is nothing to be afraid of." Come, call uncle. He Xiangdong pointed to his master.

Tian Jiani was also very obedient, so she shouted uncle.

He Xiangdong walked up to Zhang Yushu again, pointed, and said, "Come, call Auntie." ”

Zhang Yushu looked confused.

Tian Jiani was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Bai Qiang and Fang Wenqi glanced at each other, both crying and laughing.

He Xiangdong disagreed, and continued: "As the so-called brothers in the four seas, where in the world is not your mother. It's right to call Auntie. ”

Tian Jiani was amused by He Xiangdong again on stage.

Zhang Yushu touched his nose and said helplessly: "You kid learned these strange words, but he woke up, okay, hurry back to his seat." ”

"Okay. He Xiangdong saw that Tian Jiani was no longer nervous, so he hurried back to his position.

was interrupted by He Xiangdong, Tian Jiani was really much better, and she was not nervous at all. She nodded at Master, meaning she was ready.

The three strings floated out a melodious melody, and Tian Jiani played the board and beat the drums.

After the prelude, Tian Jiani opened her mouth and sang: "The grass under Ma Wei's slope is green, and there are still concubine tombs today. Wanli West Patrol Gentleman, please go, He Lao sighed on a rainy night. Yang Guifei's fragrance was scattered under the pear blossom tree, and Chen Yuanli led the soldiers to protect the car. Sigh the king's desolation and loneliness, one heart seems to be drunk, two tears are like pouring ......"

is still Tian Jiani's "Sword Pavilion Ringing" that she has studied for a long time, and after being paired with the three strings, her hitting board has not messed up the rhythm, and it seems that she has also worked hard during this time.

In terms of singing skills, he is also a lot more proficient, low and tactful, like crying and complaining, which is very tasteful. Fang Wenqi and Zhang Yushu listened very interestingly, and nodded frequently, expressing their approval, it is already very good to be able to sing at this age.

"Sorrowful staring at the star, his eyes squeaked and his teeth creaked, and he trembled, and his jade body was bleak.

Seeing that I can't save you or replace you, how can I repay and treat you with grief.

The saddest annual pear blossom blooms, and from now on, I will see a miserable pear blossom.

My concubine......"

Singing about my concubine, Tian Jiani's accumulated feelings burst out all of a sudden, which made people moved, as if she really saw Emperor Tang Ming regretting Yang Guifei, regardless of the dignity of the emperor in the world, just a grieving husband who affected his wife.

Zhang Yushu's eyes lit up slightly, what a good seedling.

"The soft intestines are about to be broken, and the teardrops are red in thousands of lines.

This king had a sleepless night and was sad until dawn, and suddenly heard the eunuch start to drive on the journey. ”

After singing, stopping the strings, stopping the board, Tian Jiani bowed deeply.

Bai Qiang also stood up and said to Zhang Yushu with a smile: "Zhang'er, how is it, how is my apprentice singing?"

Zhang Yushu also smiled and said, "It's a bit like the taste of Master Luo back then, it's a good seedling." ”

Bai Qiang said: "Then you are too popular, since you also think this child is good, you can praise it more in the future." ”

Zhang Yushu was also very free and easy, and said directly: "Don't worry, our relationship is here, and we need to use words in the future." ”

Bai Qiang smiled and said to Tian Jiani: "Thank you Uncle Zhang for not being able to thank you." ”

Tian Jiani also bowed and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhang." ”