"King, how is the outcome of today's battle?"

"The gun picked several generals of the Han battalion, how could the enemy be outnumbered, and it was difficult to win. This is the death of the heavens, and it is not a crime of war. ”

"It is normal for a soldier to win or lose, so why worry about it? Prepare a few glasses of wine and drink with the king to dispel boredom. ”

"There is a concubine"

"Serving"

"Today's defeat is uncertain"

"Advise the king to rest his sorrow and relax"

"Why is it difficult for him to win with a ten-faced enemy"

"And patiently hold the position and wait for the rescue"

"I have no choice but to drink elixir to relieve my sorrows"

Su Zimo kept switching between male and female voices, and her amazing singing style made Mei Bixue who was present feel very amazing, and a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with disbelief and looked at each other.

After all, if a person can change male and female voices anytime, anywhere, without any gaps, you can see how good a person's singing skills are.

With a look of adoration, Yang Leling looked at Su Zimo, who was singing Peking Opera in the moonlight.

As for Su Xi'er, this little girl is looking up at Su Zimo with an ignorant and excited look at her at the moment, her big watery eyes flashing with a look of adoration, when she opened her mouth, when she wanted to say something, she seemed to think of something, raised her white little hand, covered her small mouth, and didn't let herself make any noise, so as not to disturb Su Zimo, blinking her eyes, looking cute.

Su Zimo saw the expressions on the faces of several people clearly, there was no superfluous expression, but various expressions changed with the timbre coming out of his mouth.

Sometimes he shows an indomitable and domineering look.

Sometimes it shows the weak look of a noble woman.

The male and female voices continued to change, and the amazing voice continued to sound in Mei Bixue's ears, clearly entering the depths of her heart.

"Look at the king sleeping in the tent and his clothes, and I am out of the tent here and scattering sorrows. Gently moved to the former wilderness and stood still, and suddenly looked up to see the blue falling moonlight and clear. ”

"Although the moonlight is good, but the four fields are full of sad sounds, which is miserable. Just because the king of Qin has no way, so that the soldiers are all around, the heroes are chasing the deer, and the lives are ruined, so that those who are innocent and the people are far away from their fathers and mothers, and abandon their wives and children, how can people not hate. It is the heroes of the ages who fight for something to win the cold of prisoners of war on the battlefield. ”

Su Zimo's face was full of compassion, and his body still exuded a noble look, but it didn't make people feel superior.

Singing here, Su Zimo sighed 'sorrowful', this sigh contains a lot of emotions, such as sadness, resentment, sorrow, sadness and so on.

About five minutes later, Su Zimo stopped, looking at the bright moon in the sky in a trance, after all, he had just integrated into the ancient style, and after relieving himself, he looked at the surprised Mei Bixue, and showed a handsome smile, "Teacher, how is it, how is it singing?"

Mei Bixue brushed the hair on her forehead, looking very surprised, and said in praise, "Your singing skills are very solid, I think you haven't missed the homework I gave you recently, I blamed you before" After that, the original cold breath was much more relaxed.

"That's," Su Zimo smiled smugly.

Mei Bixue saw that Su Zimo, who was usually steady, showed this expression at this moment, pursed her lips and smiled, and then asked curiously, "What did you sing just now?"

Su Zimo smiled and explained

"There is a beautiful woman, often lucky, and the horse is famous, often ridden. So Xiang Wang is sad and generous, and he said in a poem: "Pull out the mountain and cover the world, and the times are not good." If you don't die, you can't help it, and you can't help it!" King Xiang cried a few lines, crying left and right, and couldn't look up. ”

"This is "Farewell My Concubine", which tells the story of the overlord Xiang Yu in the war with Han Gaozu for feudal dominance, and finally defeated, knowing that the general trend has gone, on the eve of the breakthrough, he had to say goodbye to Yu Ji. ”

"This ......" Mei Bixue looked at Su Zimo, who was talking eloquently, her mouth opened slightly, and she looked very surprised.

"What's wrong? Or is there something on my face?" Su Zimo asked in surprise, then raised his hand and touched his cheek.

"I know this allusion, but why haven't I heard this opera?" asked Mei Bixue, who obviously had something in mind, but was not quite sure.

"What? haven't heard of it?" Su Zimo also blurted out, looking very surprised, without him, after crossing over, Su Zimo only learned about the entertainment industry, such as the music world, the film industry, the literary world, etc., for Peking Opera, which is like the decline of the previous life's folk skills, but very unfamiliar, except for Mei Bixue's teachings, there is no special inquiry for these information, therefore, for these are not very clear.

Mei Bixue looked at each other strangely, "What?"

After Su Zimo reacted, he laughed a few times, and then said, "It's okay, this is something I figured out in my spare time before, and it's normal if I haven't eaten it" After that, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he looked at Mei Bixue with a serious look, and he kept wondering in his heart what the situation was, why even this had been changed? Do you want to develop in this direction yourself? Thinking about it, there was a thoughtful look on his face.

Mei Bixueqiao's face once again showed a look of amazement, "Zimo, you are really unpredictable, one person plays two roles, and you can still perform so perfectly, that's it, you can still write a screenplay?" Just by virtue of those paragraphs, if you interpret it, you can attract the audience's eyes, this is a group of old and calm fans" The last sentence was said in a ridiculous tone.

"Teacher, don't praise me, I'll be shy" Su Zimo felt the temperament exuded by Mei Bixue, and couldn't help but say with a smile.

Mei Bixue smiled, adjusted her expression, looked at the other party's eyes, and said seriously, "Okay, have you finished this paragraph?" I hope you can present it in the theater, for the sake of Peking Opera, so that he will not continue to decline" At the same time, she also silently added a sentence in her heart, and did not let her father's regret continue to remain.

When Su Zimo heard this, he hesitated a little, "That, teacher, it's basically finished, I'll hand it over to you when I finish sorting it out."

Mei Bixue shook her head, "What I said is that you deduce it"

To be honest, Su Zimo was a little moved, but this is a classic, and he can't let his fledgling rookie ruin this one, after all, he has never performed on stage in the theater, so he seems to be very unconfident, "Teacher, forget it, I'll give you this, and the effect of your performance will naturally be not small."

Mei Bixue shook her head again, and said in an unquestionable tone, "No, it must be up to you to perform, after all, this is written by you, and your understanding of it is even more thorough, and your singing is even more flawless, it seems perfect, therefore, you are the most suitable person."