She didn't need Qingwen to look up, she also recognized it: This is the pillar of the Shang Opera Troupe - the unique voice of the master Hua Dan Dafeng Brother.

Brother Dafeng's singing is very particular about the use of breath, he is good at using "dantian", the breath is deep, and he can sing high, low, strong, weak, and various changes of modulation, frustration, flashing and moving.

Many opera fans must praise him on the spot, and named his unique pronunciation and pronunciation method, as well as the combination of long and short cavities and various syllables, as "phoenix cavity", which is the homonym of the word "wind" of the wind, and takes into account the feminine beauty of the character of Danjiao.

Although Qingwen plays a small dance knife and sticks, like a tomboy, she doesn't like to be with her two brothers and join in the fun, she is tired of being in front of and behind Brother Dafeng.

Therefore, everyone says so, more or less, the whole opera team, that is, Xiao Qingwen alone, has the true inheritance of Brother Dafeng's authentic "phoenix cavity".

At this time, across the wooden fence, Brother Dafeng, whose shape was upright and his clothes had been torn into strips of cloth to the point that he could barely avoid his body, was signaling to Qingwen with caring eyes: Don't exclaim.

Qingwen trembled and handed over the snacks in her handkerchief, seeing that Brother Dafeng had been tortured to the point that she couldn't look good, thinking that she had no news of her seriously ill father after she was sold, and the situation of the Shang Opera Troupe, she was so anxious that she stomped her feet and rubbed her hands in place, blaming herself for being young, being a daughter's family, and not being able to hold up a piece of the sky against the sky, even if it was just to protect Brother Dafeng for a moment!

"Let me sing for the Oriole Pavilion, I will never know. Gale said to Qingwen tragically but resolutely.

However, this is more like talking to oneself.

At this time, Qingwen was already in prison, squatting at Brother Dafeng's feet, wiping his festering feet with a wet cloth, and crying silently.

"The homeland, the homeland, and the relatives are all thrown away,

Who else will go to Yellow Springs—"

Qingwen heard Brother Dafeng's play, and couldn't help but raise her little face, looking at this Gale who is not her brother but is better than her brother.

What's the matter? Tsing Yi's drama turned out to be a heart-wrenching flower face?!

Gale endured the pain, glanced at Qingwen, and suddenly understood Qingwen's careful thoughts, he lovingly gently helped Qingwen with the dried fruit crumbs on her shoulder, and said, "This is the safest, remember, you can't go anywhere." ”

When Qingwen heard this, she couldn't help but feel familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was also the same thing that her eldest brother had repeatedly told her when he sent her to the Oriole Pavilion.

What's going on?!

Gale didn't explain, and then said: "Without a family and country, there would be no our Shang opera troupe." But Xiao Qingwen, you are the only hope for everyone, the green mountains are here, and they are still waiting to be burned. ”

Qingwen was still puzzled, looking at her "own brother" in a daze, not knowing what he was doing.

"I'm here," Brother Dafeng glanced at the three guards in front of the black prison door, and whispered, "just to see you." ”

"Me?" Qingwen thought to herself, and the price was too great.

"It's not early, Qingwen, the snacks have been delivered, so let's say goodbye to this stinky show. A dark-faced guard shouted.

"Remember, stay alive no matter what. Don't ask about the past. ”

"Brother Dafeng, what are you talking about?"

The gale said, "Don't ask about the past, forget everything!"

Qingwen was even more confused when Brother Dafeng told her like this: "That...... Even my father, I'm not allowed to remember?"

Gale nodded bitterly.

"So, what's the point of me being alive?!" Qingwen was very angry.

"There's no time. Dafeng picked up Qingwen, gently pushed her elbow towards the door, and emphasized again: "Don't ask about the past." ”

Qingwen turned back step by step.

The gale was already facing away from the wall, and no one would ignore it even if it was cut by a thousand knives.

When Qingwen walked out a few steps, she heard the low and gentle chanting in the prison:

"The cold trumpet bird is frightened, when the wind is about to rise. ”

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