The matter of Nanyang Warlock Nagodza passed like this, and as for his fate, Ye Yang was very confident that there would be no more such person.

The next morning, everyone woke up from their sleep in good spirits, unaffected by the events of the previous night. It is still Ye Yang who makes breakfast, the only difference is that there is an old man Lu Lianying Lu.

"Today I will teach you how to sing opera." It's still the maze of lenses, but the person who taught has changed, replaced by Lu Lianying.

"Okay, Master Lu." Ye Yang is very humble to listen to the teaching, in all aspects, he is now just an apprentice who is just learning singing art.

"If you want to sing opera, you have to hang your voice first. Originally, there are other requirements for singing opera, but you just lay the foundation, and the requirements don't need to be too high. ”

When Lu Lianying said this, her expression was also a little puzzled. In his opinion, Ye Yang is a good material for Danjiao, but it's a pity that the other party has no intention of studying in opera, otherwise he believes that he can produce a master like Mei Lanfang in his hands.

But no matter what, Lu Lianying also packed up her little feelings and taught Ye Yanglai seriously. This teaching, he found out that it was wrong.

"Xiao Yang, have you ever learned to sing opera before? How do you learn so quickly? Lu Lianying couldn't tear it up, and looked at Ye Yang, completely ignoring his efficiency in learning art.

Maybe it was because Ye Yang was born, or because of the golden voice of the system transformation, or even because of his spirit skyrocketed after he became a Heavenly Master.

Ye Yang quickly completed the voice opening taught by Lu Lianying, and began to babble and start practicing the sound. This kind of efficiency made Lu Lianying both happy and depressed, happy with Ye Yang's talent in opera, and depressed that the other party didn't call at all for further study in opera.

"Nope. I had never studied opera before. Ye Yang shook his head honestly. In his previous life, he was a northerner, he had heard Peking Opera, but he had never touched it, and he was a native of Guangdong Province in his life, and he had never learned Cantonese opera.

As for why he is so wicked, he can learn opera, and he can actually draw inferences from one another. Ye Yang can only be said to be caused by many reasons, either the system transformation, or the complete mastery of the body after transferring to the Heavenly Master.

"No matter." Lu Lianying's eyes swept over Zhang Guorong, who was not far away, and saw that he was still sitting on a beach chair reading the newspaper, which made Lu Lianying feel evil.

This kind of student, how could he Lu Lianying let it go lightly? Even if his master is Zhang Guorong, but he Lu Lianying is also Zhang Guorong in the opera industry!

"Xiao Yang, you really don't like to sing opera? Let me tell you, opera is fun. As long as you learn opera from me seriously, I promise, I will let you go to the Spring Festival Gala in the Year of the Goat. ”

Lu Lianying was like a big bad wolf, and began to lure. Puzzled Ye Yang. In his opinion, young people like to be famous, and the Spring Festival Gala is the most intuitive and convenient embodiment of fame, throwing such a bait should always make Ye Yang take the bait. Lu Lianying secretly laughed.

Mei Yanfang opened the next page of the fashion magazine in her hand, and her eyes inadvertently swept over the two people in the distance. Picking up the pure juice on the side of the beach chair, Mei Yanfang replenished the moisture.

"Ah Rong, why don't you go over and have a look? It seems that Old Man Lu has started to dig into your corner. Mei Yanfang felt a little funny, and she didn't know what conditions this old naughty boy could offer.

"Amei, it's okay." Zhang Guorong just smiled indifferently when he heard this, and continued to browse the newspaper in his hand, not even bothering to raise his head.

"Old man Lu wants to dig Ah Yang to sing opera, and he probably still wants to sing Peking opera. But isn't that just right? I used to be called Ah Yang, so I can take out a few of Old Man Lu's stunts, and now is not the best time. ”

"Aren't you worried, Old Man Lu has poached your precious apprentice?" Mei Yanfang really smiled. These two year-old friends actually calculate each other, which is interesting to think about.

"He can dig it up. Ayan is a person with a strong self-idea, and his steps are very steady. Zhang Guorong took the boiled water handed by Mei Yanfang, and then explained to Mei Yanfang.

"And what kind of poaching methods can Old Man Lu have? It's nothing more than that little trick. No one who is even slightly smarter will be fooled, let alone this guy Ayan. ”

"If you say that, you really don't have to worry." Mei Yanfang just said it casually, her confidence in Ye Yang is higher than Zhang Guorong.

Zhang Guorong replied calmly, of course, showing the demeanor of a generation of kings. Just when the two were about to continue reading the newspaper in their hands, Zhang Guorong remembered something.

"That's right, Ame." Zhang Guorong looked up at Mei Yanfang beside him for the first time, there was something he needed Mei Yanfang to help with. "Ah Yang has a talent for a variety of magic sounds, he can sing a standard female voice, if you are idle, you can properly train Ah Yang's singing skills."

"Oh? Are you sure? Mei Yanfang was surprised, and looked at Zhang Guorong in disbelief for the first time. Variety magic sound talent, Ah Yang will not sing like a fish in water in the future?

"That's right. That day shocked me and Old Man Lu. Zhang Guorong smiled slightly and told Mei Yanfang about the scene of that day.

At this time, Mei Yanfang was recuperating from her illness, basically putting down any commercial performances and work, and she had been staying here for a year in Zhang Guorong. She spends her days at home either talking to friends on the phone or going out shopping occasionally.

These are all seen by Zhang Guorong. Zhang Guorong knew that Mei Yanfang had been very flustered recently, after all, Mei Yanfang did not have Zhang Guorong's temperament, so she could calm down. Now let her guide Ye Yang's singing skills and stage experience. Zhang Guorong believes that this best friend will find fun.

"It's fine." Mei Yanfang happily came down. After all, this year, she was really idle with her active.

Zhang Guorong was still having fun with Mei Yanfang, and on the other hand, Ye Yangyi was righteously rejecting Lu Lianying's solicitation and temptation. Confuse.

What kind of joke is this, his current master is also an emperor superstar, is Ye Yang really missing the stage of the Spring Festival Gala? As long as Zhang Guorong waved his hand and held a solo concert for Ye Yang, many Zhang Guorong fans would cheer for Ye Yang.

Rather be the head of the chicken, not the tail of the phoenix, how can Ye Yang not know this truth?

"The Spring Festival Gala is just a stage for brushing your face, but don't all those who sing opera put on makeup and sing on stage? Old man Lu, you are not blinding me. ”

Ye Yang's words suddenly made Lu Lianying lose his mind. He can't let Ye Yang play without makeup, so let alone the audience of the Spring Festival Gala, even he Lu Lianying himself can't pass this level.

"Why don't I have a granddaughter?" Lu Lianying couldn't stop muttering, hating that she lacked a granddaughter at the right time. Otherwise, he Lu Lianying would be able to spread the temptation of his granddaughter. Confused, or able to recruit this good seedling.

"Huh." Ye Yang looked at Yan Zhan's distracted Lu Lianying with a smile and laughter, this old man's thinking was too jumpy.

Based on the three views rendered by the Eight Points of Bitterness Theater and online novels in his previous life, Ye Yang knew that this old man must have wanted to use his granddaughter to kidnap him. Absolutely yes, otherwise how could he mutter about his granddaughter?

"Xiao Yang, you practice hard yourself, and you have to practice your voice when singing." Lu Lianying dropped this sentence and ran away.

Since the solicitation can't be done, Lu Lianying doesn't have that mind. Stuff the major points between Peking Opera and Cantonese Opera, as well as some precautions, and find a place to think about it yourself. Could it be that he wants him to face Ye Yang's baby, and then increase his heart in vain?

"This old man is really a living treasure." Helplessly watched Lu Lianying leave, Ye Yang, who was hiding in the maze of the camera, continued to babble.

Frozen three feet, not a day's cold. What is really needed to sing opera is patience, perseverance and hard work.

"The edge of the sword comes from the sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold."

After secretly cheering himself up, Ye Yang continued to hang his throat. No one can succeed casually, one minute on stage in the entertainment industry, ten years of work off the stage, Ye Yang, who has been a person in two lives, knows better than anyone.

In the morning, Ye Yang couldn't stop babbling, this long hanging throat passed.

Since he was in the suburbs and didn't have much equipment, Ye Yang lit a little fire and made a barbecue for Zhang Guorong and them. The time soon came to the afternoon, and it was time to feel the test of the camera sense out of thin air.

"Do you think Ayan can succeed?" After Mei Yanfang watched Ye Yang enter the camera maze, she asked Zhang Guorong, who had a stern expression beside her.

Vaguely, both of them felt that today was a turning point. Or Ye Yang, today you can feel the sense of lens that requires thousands of tests to capture.

"I have a feeling that Ayan can succeed today. Don't ask why, it's just a sixth sense. ”

Zhang Guorong stared at the monitoring screen and described the guess in his heart. He could feel that today's Ye Yang was obviously different from yesterday. Ye Yang, who was unsuccessful yesterday, can capture the sense of the camera today.

"That's what I said." Mei Yanfang laughed loudly when she heard this, and patted Zhang Guorong's shoulder hard. "Sixth sense or something, that's a woman's patented mantra."

"It seems that they all have faith in Ayan." Zhang Guorong touched his nose helplessly, Mei Yanfang was not big or small when she was happy, and it really hurt his shoulder.

Zhang Guorong slowly withdrew his eyes from looking at Mei Yanfang, but he sighed in his heart. It seems that he felt right, everyone felt it. Today's Ye Yang is different from yesterday, there is really a kind of reborn change.

"Today's Ayan can succeed. Don't let me down! My disciple. Zhang Guorong sighed silently, staring at the figure on the screen with extremely expectant eyes.

"I feel it." As soon as he stepped into the maze of lenses, Ye Yang sensed it. He felt the immediacy of the camera being hidden, and when he was shooting.

There is no need to close his eyes and concentrate on feeling, Ye Yang stood in place, and naturally felt that sense of immediacy, the kind of thing that is called a sense of lens.

"I made it." Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the excitement in his heart was difficult to suppress. That wordless emotion made Ye Yang enjoy this sense of accomplishment even more.

Slowly sorting out the upper and lower images, Ye Yang walked over step by step along the maze prompts. Even if he can feel the sense of the camera, Ye Yang needs to adjust his posture to make his best side appear on the screen.

"Not bad! Ayan is good. Even if the image is lacking now, these can be pondered slowly. The next step is to make Ayan fit the sense of the camera and let him be subconscious. ”

In the monitoring room, Zhang Guorong couldn't help but applaud Ye Yang. He could foresee that an incomparably brilliant star would be born in his hands.

In this maze of real and false shots, Ye Yang invested incomparably enthusiastically and dissipated this sweat. He is waiting for the day when he spreads his wings.

(This book is mainly entertainment, and before it was just embellishment.) Again please recommend tickets and collections, hope today after Friday. Recommend it)