Xu Danqing quickly controlled his emotions and replied lightly, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Bai Meng.

Over there, Li Ling pulled Bai Meng's sleeve, and his body was already leaning back to control him, but where did he have his strength, the two of them both pulled and supported each other, so that Bai Meng, who was swaying left and right, did not fall.

Suddenly, the drunken brother once again broke free of his sister's hand and strode towards the face, staggering, not noticing that the soles of his feet were uneven, and fell against the wall.

"Brother!"

The girl hurriedly ran over to support him, but was taken by his student's body, and the two of them fell to the ground. But at the last moment, the drunk brother seemed to be sober again, and subconsciously turned to one side, protected his sister on his body, and propped it up on the wall, so that the two of them did not become a rolling gourd.

Li Ling hurriedly got up, but at this time, Bai Meng's body was sore and weak, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, unable to pull it up, shouting something indiscriminately in his mouth, this time no one could really hear it clearly.

"You guys, go help the two female dolls, ask where the house is, and help them get a taxi." Xu Danqing's hand shook, and when she saw the expression of her drinking brother when he loved his sister, his heart suddenly trembled, thinking that her son, who is also such a sensible child who cares about his family, will drink like this, there must be something that can't be overcome!

But for other things, it is inconvenient for her to take the initiative to inquire about them, she is not such a character, her identity, and it is not convenient for her to meddle as much as a market aunt on the road.

Bai Meng and Li Ling's pull has already attracted the attention of many people. Onlookers looked at the two brothers and sisters. But no one is willing to come forward to help, for fear that this is a new way to touch porcelain, and make a move. It was directly falsely accused.

Directly Xu Danqing's bodyguards separated the crowd and wanted to help Bai Meng, but they couldn't help him. This young man does not look fat or strong, and his body must be dead.

"Don't pull me, I can get up on my own!"

Bai Meng opened his bodyguard's hand, but he never stood up, and couldn't help but sigh: "Ling'er." Your brother is dead, has he stood up? ”

"Brother......

Li Ling's eyes were also shining, whether it was true or not. This shout is real.

Bai Meng was also not up, and the wine on his body was mixed with the soil on the ground, and he could no longer see his true colors. Just sit on the ground. patted his legs and sang with a beat: "I saw Pinglang's husband, wearing a king's hat, wearing a python robe, a jade belt around his waist, and his feet were facing his boots. ”

Xu Danqing's body trembled: "This is the singing segment of "Wang Baochuan"? This kid doesn't have a great voice. But it's really great to sing this taste! ”

"yes. Your ears are really good, this young man opened his mouth, but it was really desolate......" Vice Principal Tian also nodded again and again, she has participated in teaching for so many years, although she is not teaching Peking Opera, but what is good and what is bad, she can really tell it.

"Didn't you offend some official figures......

Xu Danqing's hand trembled, and he said subconsciously. It is said that words are the voice of the heart, but in fact, the opera can also be compared to the mood in the end. Only by truly singing your heart can you feel the emotions of others and really move people.

No matter what the artistic situation, his touching people convey a feeling, a feeling that can evoke memories of others, the softest place in the bottom of the heart. We listen to plays, listen to songs, read articles, and see that in the end, it is our own shadow, and the place that touches us is also because we have done this or that stupid thing.

In this case, Vice Principal Tian will not accept it, who this young man has offended, but it is not something she can comment on, and she doesn't want to cause trouble.

"This is Grandpa Cangtian who opened the dragon's eye, and then went to Wujiapo to pick up the vegetables. swaggered up to the Golden Palace, and the king's driver came to ask Wang An. I withdrew and walked away after kowtowing in the Golden Temple, and I couldn't help but turn my back and smile at my brow. ”

"I suddenly remembered that on the second day of February, the dragon raised his head, freshened up and dressed up in the color building. I don't play the prince and grandson, and the hydrangea singles hit the noble head. Eighteen autumns in the cold kiln, waiting to be the queen. ”

When the two of them hesitated, Bai Meng had already finished singing the next paragraph with a handful of voices, although this was a happy word, but when Bai Meng sang it, with the miserable appearance of him sitting on the ground, where was there really a smile on his brow?

He is simply looking forward to it, envious, and doesn't know where his king is, so he can enter the clouds and express his grievances and grievances.

Li Ling had already finished acting at this time, just standing beside him, looking at Bai Meng stupidly, although he was speechless, he was full of tears.

She raised her head slightly, her background was stubborn, as if she was a sister who was extremely distressed, and she didn't want to shed tears in front of the crowd of onlookers, but she maintained her dignity so much.

Among the people who watch the excitement, although they don't really understand Peking Opera, he is a good actor, but he conveys emotions not by singing, but by his expression. Bai Meng's mood, most people here can understand, living in the world, who doesn't have a grievance, can't help but stop, looking at this drunk on the street, singing on the way, but I don't know why I stopped, what I want to do when I stop.

It may be just that second, some moved and a little embarrassed, thinking that too many people in this world are so ordinary, but they have spent their lives.

Xu Danqing's heart shook wildly. Her favorite talents who love to sing Peking Opera, especially the young Junyan, seem to have the shadow of her own children. Bai Meng's talent is so moving, she really likes it, playing with his words, Xu Danqing couldn't help but say: "Not bad, this word was sung by him to his taste, as if it was written for him." ”

"Mrs. Zhao, you really like this child." Vice Dean Tian rolled his eyes and suggested, "It's not a matter to always let him sit on the ground, why don't I invite him to the school and cook some sobering soup for him first, if you have anything to say to him, you can also talk about it." ”

Xu Danqing's face was struggling, it stands to reason that she shouldn't be involved in such idle things, but knowing such a talent, and having Vice Dean Tian's proposal, is too tempting, those shadows, those feelings in her heart, echoing in her heart, the throbbing from her soul, she is afraid and moved, I don't know how to do it myself.

For a while, there was silence on the field, Xu Danqing did not decide, so naturally no one would urge her. The adults were silent, but the children were unaware of the situation. In the silence, only the voice of a small child with a milk voice was heard:

"Oh, you see, that big brother actually sat on the ground and cried, I just saw it, I just saw it, there is water in my eyes, it's so embarrassing!"

"Impossible, how can adults cry, children cry."

"No, he really cried, I also saw it, when you listen to him sing, it's like being spanked by someone, and you want to find your mother, and my butt hurts when I sing!"

"Shut up, no one is allowed to speak!"

Vice Dean Tian glared back, Xu Danqing stopped losing his temper and smiled: "This shows that this kid sings so well, even the child can feel his mood." ”

Spanking is the most feared thing in the world for children. Reminds them of spanking, which means that it really makes them feel scared and seduces them with horrible memories.

"Yes, yes, although this child's talent is not the best, his understanding of opera and life is no less than that of some current masters."

Vice President Tian saw that Xu Danqing praised Bai Meng, and he also followed the snake with the stick, and he was not stingy at all.

Anyway, now Xu Danqing likes him, he is good, this is the choice of the market, who told everyone to slap Xu Danqing.

She didn't know that she was speechless and said that Bai Meng's understanding of opera is really no less than that of some modern and contemporary masters, because he stole it from the masters.

"Call him over, let the canteen make some sobering soup, and then make some porridge, I guess he drank outside all night, I'm afraid he didn't eat anything."

Xu Danqing pondered for a while, and finally made up his mind, wanting to see Bai Meng, and after instructing Vice President Tian, he turned around and walked upstairs, "Go to my usual vocal practice room, such a person can't always be watched by people and belittle him." ”

After saying it lightly, Xu Danqing went upstairs first. Vice Dean Tian thought about it slightly, and arranged for people to invite Bai Meng and Li Ling over.

Over there, Bai Meng's heart was almost desperate, Xu Danqing stood by the car and stopped for herself, but she didn't have the slightest intention of talking to herself, and she really didn't know how to attract more of her attention.

If you can't get her help, you will go directly to Zhao Luangang, how to start at all, do you really bring a knife into his office and say that if you don't sign, I will cut you?

Shaking his head to squeeze this thought out of his head, Bai Meng only felt sad in his heart. Have you worked hard until now, but there is no hope? Pretending to be crazy and stupid until now, is it still empty?

In this world, why is it so difficult for a person to start struggling from the bottom of the world? Sometimes when he looks up to people from the top of the world, he always wonders how many generations there is a gap between himself and them.

"Hehe......"

Looking at his palm prints, messy, I suddenly remembered that when I was searching for Wang Baochuan for inspiration, the singing I heard was not Peking Opera, it should be the language of Fujian and Guangdong, it is said to be a song opera from Taiwan, and I sang along the way:

"I rode on a white horse and walked three levels

I changed into plain clothes and returned to the Central Plains

Put down Xiliang and no one cares

I only want Wang Baochuan"

I can't understand the language, but I have a clearer understanding of the emotion that I want to give up everything and want to chase it.

"Brother, let's go......"

Li Ling pulled Bai Meng and wanted him to stand up.

"Let's go!"

Bai Meng hesitated for a moment, and suddenly smiled wildly, "Let's go, I don't believe that if I don't rely on anyone and rely on myself, can't I spell out a piece of the sky?" (To be continued......)