At six o'clock in the morning, Wang Yi woke up on time, and Yu Jinqiu was still asleep in his arms. Wang Yi got up in good spirits, and when he washed, he was extremely satisfied with his physical condition. At this time, it is necessary to go against the rhythm of the sky. I slept for 2 hours. Finally, I have the feeling of boiling corners.

At half past six in the summer morning, the sun is already high. There are fewer and fewer people exercising in the morning. Wang Yi still insisted on his Tai Chi as if no one was around. Wang Yi's Tai Chi has been played very well. Calm and relaxed, forgetting things and me, fluttering like immortals, and flowing clouds and flowing water have the meaning of a little bone fairy wind. There are already many old men and old ladies watching and imitating around. Wang Yi is still quite proud. After the natural closing of the momentum, an old man next to him said: "Your Tai Chi boxing is quite good, it has so much meaning, where is the young man's teacher?"

Wang Yi is not easy to say, because she has no teacher. I had to say: "Uncle, I am a teacher of the Internet!"

"Oh!" said the old man, "where is this network master? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

Wang smiled and said, "Old man, I learned it by watching videos on the Internet, in order to keep fit!

"You!" the old man also smiled, pointed at Wang Yi and said, "I got myself in for a long time, naughty!"

Wang Yi smiled silently. I wiped the sweat off my body with a towel.

"You're done practicing, it's my turn!" the old man smiled and said, "You can't come early in the future!"

"Oh!" Wang Yi said: "I really didn't know that you still used this land! I would have gone to practice elsewhere if I had known! When you came back, you always suffered from heat stroke, isn't it my fault?"

"At this time, in a public place," the old man moved his body, kicked his legs, and said, "I arrive at five o'clock in the morning every day, first practice my voice for an hour, and then practice my basic skills for half an hour. ”

"Listen to what you said so lively!" Wang Yi said with a smile: "What did you do in the old days? singing and being an actor?"

"Peking Opera! The quintessence of the country!" The old man looked proud: "Take the big bus and the cang!" The old man read the gong and drum guy in his mouth, and walked a few steps with this guy, and one appeared, and the spirit came up in an instant. Then the old man's mouth kept reading, and his body was not idle, his hands, eyes, and body were walking, that was called a clean, that was called a crisp. Without looking at the face, you can't believe that this is an old man in his 60s performing. The old man in the middle also twisted a few Xuanzi. After walking a few jumps, the pedal towards the sky was straight and steady, and the three ups and three downs were not moving. After a trip, the old man was also sweating.

Wang Yi clapped his hands and said, "Amazing! Old man, what are you practicing! You're so handsome!"

"What is this!" the old man was very proud, although he was sweating, but his breath was steady, "I just walked the Qiba in "Pick a Pulley", and now I am old, when I was young, I wore a thick sole and turned my head. I can't turn it over now, it's just a little bit of gadgets that I can walk around!"

"You're retired!" Wang Yi said, "Why are you still tossing so much?"

"Hey!" the old man sighed, the smile on his face was gone, and he said a little lonely: "I've practiced all my life, and if I don't practice for a day, I won't be able to do anything! Peking Opera is not popular now, and I am afraid that I will forget the little things on my body, and there will be no more in the future!"

Seeing that the old man was a little unhappy, Wang Yi wanted to make the old man happy, and said, "Old man, you can sing me a paragraph!

The old man was instantly pleased, and said, "Okay, I'll sing you a paragraph, which one do you want to hear?"

Wang Yi thought about it, blushed and said, "Old man, I know a "Su San Qi Solution"

"I'm not a singer!" the old man glanced at Wang Yi and said, "Let's come to Duan Laosheng's "I'm Watching the Mountain View from the City Tower". ”

I was watching the mountain scenery from the castle tower, and I heard the chaos outside the city.

The banner waved the flip, but it turned out to be a soldier sent by Sima.

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The old man's voice is so good, bright and high, he sings beautifully, and his words are clear. A section of singing will be Wang Yi sang like a fascination. After the old man finished singing, Wang Yi applauded. The old man looked proud, but he waved his hand again and again, saying, "The singing is not good, there is no accompaniment." ”

Wang Yi smiled and said: "Old man, don't be modest! It's so good! It is worthy of being the quintessence of the country!"

"That's!" said the old man again, "Opera performance is one of the three major performance systems in the world!"

The two talked again, knowing that the old man and himself were still at home, Wang Yi asked for the old man's contact information again, and then went home.

At home, Yu Jinqiu's breakfast has been prepared, and Yu Jinqiu is waiting for the two little girls to eat. I saw Wang Yi enter the door. Jiajia immediately smiled and shouted, "Dad, did you go to exercise in the morning?

"That's it!" Nan Nan also said, "Uncle goes out to play by himself, and he doesn't take us!"

"I've let you sleep lazy these days!" Wang Yi said, "What's the matter? I'm not happy! Well, I'll get up at six o'clock tomorrow and exercise!"

"Ahh

"Forget it then!" she flinched.

Yu Jinqiu smiled and said, "Eat quickly!" The two children ate obediently.

Wang Yi took a shower, changed his clothes and came out, and the others finished eating. Wang Yi went out after eating breakfast by himself, and made an appointment to record today.

When I arrived at the recording studio, the band arrived! Wang Yi said apologetically: "I'm sorry, the road is a little blocked!"

"Bring it!" sat at the door without a big golden knife, stretching out his hand very angrily.

"Look at you!" Wang Yi smiled and said, "What's the matter?

"Hey~" Du Wei raised his face and said: "You're right! If you don't have a song, you won't record it!

"Okay, okay!" Wang Yi said helplessly: "I'm afraid of you!

I haven't watched these two songs, and the overall feeling is pretty good. Didn't say anything. Then I started recording songs, but I didn't even know my six relatives before I became a music director, and I couldn't have the slightest mistake. A little buckle, in the morning, just recorded a song. I didn't record it in the afternoon, and I didn't have to spend the afternoon fixing the morning's songs. Wang Yi listened to it again and thought it was very good! He didn't say that what he heard on the scene was the atmosphere, while the sound quality was what he heard on the discs! The two feelings were different. At noon, they had a light meal together, and then they dispersed, and each went back to his own house to find his own mother.

Wang Yi called Yu Jinqiu, who was seeing his mother in the hospital. Wang Yi felt that he should go and take a look. No matter how you say it, you have taken down other people's daughters, and it is inappropriate not to look at it. So, Wang Yi bought flowers and fruits, took a taxi, and went straight to the geriatric rehabilitation hospital.