Chapter 221: Sycophants don't wear it

Lin Qinghe said: "If it is popular for a while, other people's families should also learn, but it doesn't matter, let's change to a new one when the time comes." ”

Huang Changkang said with a smile: "With your think tank by your side, this king will not worry." ”

Lin Qinghe said lightly: "Wisdom is to be raised with money. ”

"It's okay, this king just has a lot of money."

Lin Qinghe said: "You came to me today, it's nothing more than asking me to think of some new tricks for you, and when the singing is over, let them go to the small courtyard, and I'll teach a few new songs." ”

"Okay." Huang Changkang was very happy, and hurriedly ordered someone to order.

Lin Qinghe sat on the chair, pointed at the chair made of agarwood with her slender fingers, and said, "Go back, I'll do some opera." ”

Peking Opera, Sichuan Opera, Huangmei, etc., a lot, especially the face of Peking Opera is beautiful, which can definitely make people dizzy.

There are also operas here, Yunqing is a master of singing, but the opera here is completely different from modern nature, not even the oldest Kunqu opera, it is completely a kind of opera owned by the dynasty, which is very monotonous.

If you don't sing a beautiful quintessential Peking Opera, and then insert a Sichuan Opera to change your face, occasionally add a little soft Huangmei and Yue Opera, tsk, it is definitely full every day.

And these things, ordinary people really can't learn.

Only an opera master like Lin Qinghe can train a master of opera with a tactful and beautiful singing voice and smooth movements.

Fortunately, she had a special identity before, and she was quite proficient in almost all industries, and the guidance of famous teachers was to complete the task smoothly.

Thanks to these previous agent training skills, she has a way to survive in this strange continent.

Lin Qinghe taught until nightfall, the four beauties learned very hard, since Lin Qinghe's guidance, they became popular all over the capital at once, so that they who were originally half red and not purple tasted the taste of prosperity.

Therefore, Lin Qinghe is a mentor to them, what Lin Qinghe said is a good word, and what Lin Qinghe asked them to do is absolutely 100% right.

Lin Qinghe waved his hand and said: "It's not too early, you go down first, today's teaching is enough for you to toss for a few days, remember, you must sing it in the previous song, and you must not finish singing it at one time." ”

"Yes."

Huang Changkang has always stood by her side, looking at her carefully with clear eyes like water.

Lin Qinghe glanced at him and said, "You've been watching it for a long time, haven't you seen enough?" ”

Huang Changkang laughed and said, "Beauty is like a flower." ”

"Don't talk to me with a hippie smile," Lin Qinghe glanced at him, she didn't care whether this guy was a dignified His Royal Highness the King of Ease, in her eyes, he was a partner with common interests, and said lightly: "You know, I am your future second sister-in-law, you little brother-in-law, you have to be respectful." ”

Besides, this Huang Changkang is also a temperamental person, if it is with Huang Chongxiao and Emperor Ziying, she is not willing to take a second look, let alone cooperate, and she doesn't want to take care of it if she sends her Jinshan.

Huang Changkang was not angry at all, and there was a faint smile in the corners of his eyes, as if he was happy to be scolded by her.

He said: "This king naturally knows your identity, but now, aren't you? When you are ready, this king will naturally behave in a good way. ”

"His Royal Highness the Prince, is it possible that he still wants to flirt with a weak woman? Wouldn't it be a laugh to death if it was preached? ”

"Hehehe, if you are a weak woman, all women in the world are straw bales."

Lin Qinghe had nothing to say, so he couldn't pat his chest and say, yes, women all over the world are straw bales, right?

Thousands of clothes, if you don't wear sycophants, you won't worry about him, Lin Qinghe stretched out his hand lightly, pointed at him, and said lightly: "I want to go back, you, send me." ”