Imaginative, figuring out the reason, Yuan Rongrong was stunned and couldn't open her mouth for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"During the time I spent with the young master, I learned one thing, it is stupid and meaningless to spend time thinking about the reason why the young master is doing things."

Once Qiu Xiang was the same as Yuan Rongrong, her mind was full of questions and she was not happy if she didn't understand it.

"To paraphrase what the young master said, Tang Bohu is not a third-rate character that ordinary people can measure."

Mysteriously said to Yuan Rongrong that Tang Yin's words were used as the basic code of conduct everywhere, and Qiu Xiang had an almost blind worship of her master.

Practicing long-sleeved and good dancing, no matter how proud and cold the scene is, he can pick up the words, and for the first time, he didn't know how to respond to the words of others, Yuan Rongrong secretly cursed Tang Yin in her heart: "Look how arrogant you can be." But she had to admit that Tang Yin had surprised her again and again, this person seemed to never be able to dig up, and she couldn't find it all.

"Let's practice, I'll have to go back to Xiaoxiang Courtyard at the latest."

The time to go out is limited, and Yuan Rongrong turns back to the topic.

"Can you show me the lyrics?"

Nowadays, poetry is used as the content of singing, Tang Yin's talent in this area is unlimited, and Yuan Rongrong naturally thought that he wanted to sing his works.

"The whole play is in the young master's, I can't show it to my sister without his permission, but I can tell you the story."

Autumn incense should be replaced by an oral statement.

"Xiwen, Tang Gongzi wants me to sing?"

Yuan Rongrong was taken aback, Tang Yin regarded herself as elegant, and actually asked her to learn to be popular in the market, funny and funny, mixed with acrobatics, and not into the stream.

"My sister is too small to read the drama, what the young master writes is not those vulgar farces, there are dozens of kinds of singing alone, and he pays attention to his figure and appearance, not just one person can act well."

Akika said unconvinced.

Sitting on the other hand, Qiu Xiang once again played the snow-white horsetail bow, pulled a prelude, put the erhu a few up, leaned slightly sideways, both hands arched and clenched into fists, lotus feet on the ground, lightly warped, and the bead pupils sang sadly: "Su San left Hongtong County, and came to the street, I never said that I was miserable in my heart, the gentlemen of the past listened to me, which one went to Jiangning, and passed the letter with my San Lang, saying that Su San broke his life, and I should repay him for becoming a dog and horse in the next life."

When singing, I stepped on small broken steps and turned a small circle, the thin and lonely figure, the posture was graceful, I saw pity, at the end of the sentence, Qiu Xiang bowed her head and knelt on her knees, Yuan Rongrong seemed to see a prisoner with a flail, crying and complaining to the people who came and went.

Listen to the idiot, look at the idiot, after Tang Yin came to Xiaoxiang Courtyard, Yuan Rongrong fell into violent mood ups and downs, again and again, and did not give her a chance to calm down.

"It's ......"

couldn't think of a suitable description for a while, Yuan Rongrong was speechless, so she could only pull Qiuxiang to get up.

In addition to the immature voice, the eyebrows and eyes are flowing, and the figure is charming and attractive, if it weren't for the double bun, Yuan Rongrong would think that this is a new courtyard that is about to move the Qingqi people in Jiangning.

Qiu Xiang broke away from the role of being pure and enchanting, winked her eyes cunningly and naughtily, patted her knees, and said with a smile: "Female Qi Jie, also known as Su San Qi Jie, Xipi cavity flow board, how extraordinary, right?"

Constantly showing off Tang Yin's creations.

"It's disrespectful and rude, Tang Gongzi is talented, and my sister doesn't dare to underestimate it anymore,"

Yuan Rongrong was convinced, doubting what Tang Yin would not do, creating a new form of performance, single-handedly writing and music, and having a grandmaster-level attainment at the age of seventeen, she sincerely admired and humbly taught.

"The young master's new drama is called Peking Opera, and the female interpretation is one of the short scenes, and the whole play is called Yutangchun, starting from Zhou Yujie's parents died when she was five years old, and was later abducted and trafficked to the Suhuai brothel in Kyoto......

Qiu Xiang relayed Tang Yin's notes to Yuan Rongrong about the story of Yutangchun, a well-known Peking Opera drama in later generations, and then explained the entire composition of Peking Opera.

The drama that is huge, rigorous, meticulous, meticulous, and ever-changing in content is by no means comparable to the miscellaneous dramas put together by the Da Ling Dynasty, Yuan Rongrong can't believe that this is from the hands of one person, but the facts are in front of him, what Qiu Xiang said and demonstrated, which was unheard of in the Da Ling Dynasty.

Tang Yin in order to match the music needed by Peking Opera, improved Ji Qin, Qiu Xiang said, erhu is just one of them, there are more musical instruments are still in the production of the workshop, and so on to find Qi Shengdan clean ugly, proper training, will be officially debuted, big bang in the future Peking Opera will be popular throughout the Middle Earth, the main horns everywhere there are thousands of empty alleys, the emperor will be all sought after and obsessed.

The eight characters have not yet been skimmed, but Qiu Xiang has entered the bright future outlined by Tang Yin.

"Peking Opera, is it because this opera is going to be staged in Bianjing?"

Yuan Rongrong asked.

"The young master plans to start singing in Hangzhou."

This Beijing is not the other Beijing, and the Beijing of the later generations is very far from the Bianjing that is about to fall.

"I asked the young master, why don't you just call it Hang Opera? He betrayed Guan Zi and said, "The Buddha said that he could not say it, so he sent me away."

Qiu Xiang knew what Yuan Rongrong wanted to ask.

Yuan Rongrong smiled bitterly, it turned out that she was not only confused in the mystery of Tang Yin, she felt much better, and she didn't ask too much, and she couldn't bear to start learning the novel and wonderful Peking Opera.

"Sister, where do we start?"

Yuan Rongrong was eager to try.

"Learn while singing, the young master said, the basic skills have to start from a young age like me, there is a chance that the halfway monk will not be able to achieve the climate, just get by, Peking Opera is newly launched, and the experts who know the way are the young master and me, we are not picky, who can say that you are bad."

The truth taught by Qiu Xiang is here, Yuan Rongrong has passed the best time to take root, it is difficult to have outstanding performance, and only needs to be on the scene to facilitate the promotion of Peking Opera.

"Learning to become half a bucket of water, wouldn't it be a loss of my sister's face as a master, and it will ruin Tang Gongzi's hard work, diligence can make up for clumsiness, and it shouldn't delay my sister too much."

Since childhood, her parents invited a female teacher to teach piano, chess, calligraphy and painting at home, especially the most talented in music, entering the workshop, and her understanding is also the first person among the sinners.

Qiu Xiang's look at the flat, aroused her much silence to be competitive, after the distribution of the workshop is full of sinners, the chair's mother will not show mercy, a little lazy will have to be beaten, hungry for a few meals, people who can survive must have a solid foundation.

"Sister really wants to learn from scratch? But the young master said......"

Qiu Xiang is willing to give it to her, but this is contrary to Tang Yin's explanation.

"Sister relax, Tang Gongzi, then I will go and say, I am too lazy and stupid, I haven't heard of someone who is too diligent and willing to learn?"

Yuan Rongrong said with a smile, and the narcissus embroidery silk in her hand was twisted into a twisted flower.