Chapter 102: Wu Qixian
Apprentices watching the play, how can there be a reason why the master does not support the show, everyone in the Xinyin Club made an appointment to watch it for two nights in a row, but it was the first time that they watched the play so attentively and with relish. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info stood for more than an hour, watching the children beat the gong decently, holding the copper basin to collect the reward money, and the big guys all laughed and leaned back and forth.
It is rare for them to have fun with their master and apprentice, and they are happy to watch, but some people are extremely depressed.
Wu Qixian stood not far from this open-air stage, and he stood for two nights because he heard that the Xinyin Society was acting here, and as a result, he ...... What is the result?
He very much agrees that these children have good skills and act decently, and several of them are quite talented.
But he doesn't want to see that!
When Shang Xuesleeve was in Xishan City, he was actually in the Western Capital. Wu Qixian did not pick his own class, from his fame, to now he and Yu Mengyu can be called together, from the mouth of the world to say "North Yu Nan Wu", slowly became "South Wu North Yu", and there were seven or eight times in the middle.
It's not that he can't afford to raise a troupe, but he doesn't like to be restrained by nature, and he has a headache when he thinks of raising a troupe of people and dealing with mundane affairs and money all day long. In contrast, it is better to hang a team, stay if you want, and leave if you want to go - so the deed he signed with others is not even a living deed, because the last clause always has to say "You can leave the class at any time".
If it were an ordinary old student, this one would be whimsical anyway, but he was Wu Qixian. If you can invite this Bodhisattva in the class, even if you don't sing and offer it, the seat will sell better! So as long as Wu Qixian speaks, there is no troupe that will not welcome it with open hands.
When Shang Xuesleeve was on fire in Beijing, Wu Qixian was spinning around in Xijun, and people were happy to think about Shu, he was happy in Shu. After being idle for a while, he saw that the money in hand was a little tight, so he found a theater troupe and listed it to sing.
The troupe he hung up with also learned a few plays, although the singing was average, but the number of scenes, action arrangements and other things were learned in a decent manner, which aroused his curiosity - "the first person in Ming opera"? Shang Xue sleeves? What exactly is the character?
Listening to this troupe, the Xinyin Society went south by land from the west, and he estimated that the Xinyin Society should be able to perform in the Western Capital, so he waited in the Western Capital. Unexpectedly, the Xinyin Club didn't enter the Western Capital at all, and the curiosity was like a hundred claws scratching the heart, and they couldn't play anymore, and they no longer lingered in the scenery of the Western County, so they went south alone after explaining to the troupe. Although he walked fast alone, he also drove for many days and inquired along the road before arriving in Zhuzhen.
was really met by him, as soon as he entered the town, he heard someone beat gongs and drums and said that he would sing in the Xinyin Club tonight, but he watched it for two nights, and it was such a play that was not much stronger than the grass stage team - in his eyes, this was simply a child's thing.
He looked at the stage in the middle of the town, and snorted himself, even if he was Wu Qixian, he would not sing on such a stage in the open air—not to say that he looked down on people, but that such an occasion could not be used to appreciate his play.
It was late at night, the spectators dispersed, the children performing there were closing the stalls, Shang Xuesleeve was laughing all night, Qinghuan stood beside her, and said, "Girl, you have never been so happy." ”
Shang Xue's eyes lit up in the night sky, full of pride and pride: "Of course, they are the first batch of disciples of the Xinyin Society!" It's so much better than I thought! ”
Qinghuan carefully supported her, while tying a thin silk cloak on Shang Xue's sleeves, she looked around, and suddenly let out a "ah".
Shang Xue sleeve said: "Why was it shocked." ”
Qinghuan shook his head and said, "It's nothing, girl, there's a person standing under the tree over there, his eyes are bright and bright, don't be a thief, right?" ”
"What is this called?" Shang Xue didn't notice it, and turned his head to look under the tree.
It didn't matter if he looked at it, the man under the tree walked straight towards Shang Xuesleeve with a pair of bright eyes.
Qinghuan was startled, hurriedly jumped in front of Shang Xue's sleeves, and opened his arms.
The man walked up to Shang Xuesleeve, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and said, "Master Shang? In the lower Wu Qi strings. ”
Shang Xuesleeve heard the sound of gasping cold air behind her, and she raised her eyes to look at the person in front of her.
This person's figure is really good from the perspective of a servant, how to say it, it feels like it is particularly suitable for playing the figure of an old student. If it is an ordinary person, it is naturally tall and tall, and the jade tree is the most suitable, but the old student is too thin and tall, so it is like a bamboo pole on the stage, which is extremely ugly. His eyes—the ones that attracted Qinghuan at the beginning—were extremely bright, like twinkling stars in the night sky, and a pair of sword eyebrows were raised high, lining the eyes, as if to set off the man's arrogance and uninhibitedness, and the thin lips were smiling, and the length of the human center was just so appropriate—otherwise it would not look good when the mustache was hung up!
Shang Xuesleeve smiled at him slightly, and gave a salute: "I am Shang Xuesleeve." ”
There have been a lot of discussions later, you must know that three years ago when there was no Ming Opera, Wu Qixian was not a character they could look at at at all, even if the Ming Opera was famous and they could call themselves a patriarch today, the eyes of everyone looking at Wu Qixian were also looking up and worshiping!
Shang Xuesleeve said: "When did Mr. Wu arrive in Zhuzhen?" ”
Wu Qixian said with a smile: "I arrived yesterday, and it was also a coincidence that I watched the play of your class for two days." ”
"It's just for the apprentices to practice their hands, but Mr. Wu has seen the joke."
"Where, where, the acting is decent, and the kung fu is also solid, it can be seen that the masters of the Xinyin Club have worked hard."
Shang Xuesleeve looked at Wu Qixian and said: "We arrived in Zhuzhen a day earlier than Mr. Wu, we are all travelers on the road, since we arrived early, let me be the host, how about inviting Mr. Wu to have a cup of tea?" ”
This kind of small place, it's so late, where is there any place to drink tea that is still open? But just come to the inn for a little entertainment.
Wu Qixian was not a person who twisted, and he also grinned, showing a mouthful of big white teeth, and said, "Bing Candle Night Talk? Okay! ”
Qinghuan leaned his cheeks and looked at the group of people sitting at the table, and his eyelids were astringent unconsciously, what is there to talk about? She yawned heavily.
Shang Xuesleeve originally thought that with Wu Qixian's fame and experience, he must be a person with high vision and who is not easy to get along with, but when he really chatted, he found that it was not what he thought at all.
Wu Qixian is extremely cheerful and generous, and he is also extremely intelligent!
Li Yufeng didn't care about answering some of the old students' questions one by one, and even hummed them in person-that's the tone of Ming Opera! According to what Wu Qixian said just now, he only heard Ming Opera after hanging up to the current team, but that taste is too positive! (To be continued.) )