Tong Qinglin has always been strict with Yin Yingying, even if he is not talented, he has always trained him with the highest standards.

Especially with a few talented senior brothers in front of him, Yin Yingying was actually afraid of disappointing his master.

Seriously, Yin Yingying didn't think that Master would send him to participate in this variety show.

Because as long as he goes, he is equivalent to representing the master's faction, and in terms of opera skills, there is still a big gap between him and several senior brothers.

He has never asked for anything, because he really likes to sing, even if he can't be beautiful once in his life, he is willing.

However, since you are in this industry, who wouldn't want to be a corner?

Yin Yingying also thinks about it, and dreams about it.

dreamed that he was singing on the big stage, and the audience applauded him, and he could smile at the corners of his mouth in his sleep.

But he never said it.

Tong Qinglin's sentence "Master wants to see you as a corner" made Yin Yingying feel like being struck by lightning in an instant, and she was stunned there, but her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

He was even choked up and speechless.

Tong Qinglin also seemed to be a little uncomfortable with this kind of scene, and deliberately said with a straight face: "Double your training during this time, don't embarrass me when the time comes, do you hear?" ”

"Yes!" Yin Yingying nodded vigorously.

Lu Qing watched from the side, with a smile on his face.

He knew how Yin Yingying was accepted as a disciple by Tong Qinglin, because he happened to be there that day.

It was the autumn of that year, Lu Qing's grandfather and Tong Qinglin made an appointment to go fishing in the countryside, and Lu Qing was very interested in fishing, so he was taken together.

Who knew that there was a strong wind in the middle of the fishing, and the two old men could eat the cold wind, so they drove by Comrade Lao Lu to the nearby village to hide, and everyone was also hungry, so they went to the farmhouse to eat some farm food.

Unexpectedly, there is an opera troupe at the entrance of the village to sing.

Tong Qinglin listened to it, it was just the most ordinary level, and there were a few apprentices who were obviously making up the numbers, and Yin Yingying was in it at the time.

When they came out after eating the farmhouse food, they were still singing, but there were still scattered audiences, but now the audience is empty.

After all, most of the people who love to watch dramas are the old people in the village, and the old people can't eat the cold wind, so they all go home first.

At this time, it was raining heavily, and everyone had to go to the commissary at the entrance of the village to hide from the rain.

It's just that now the wind and rain are loud, and the distance is quite far away, and I can't even hear what is being sung on stage.

And the wind and rain also affect the performance of the people on the stage, not to mention that there is no one in the audience?

Even Lu Qing could see that the people on the stage were basically already messing around, grinding the time, receiving the money, and then patting their butts and leaving.

This bad weather, where can I afford it!

Some people even stopped singing and were spending time on stage.

Only the little Dan on the stage is singing and acting with heart.

Tong Qinglin was just watching carelessly, but when he got to the back, he watched and listened very seriously.

Lu Qing was very curious at that time and asked, "Grandpa Tong, is that one on the stage a man or a woman?" ”

"Male." Tong Qinglin said: "The one who was born is handsome. ”

"Huh? Can a man be so beautiful? The young and ignorant sand sculpture who had never seen the world expressed his shock.

Lu Qing asked, "Then is he singing well?" ”

Tong Qinglin shook his head.

Judging his professionalism from the perspective of a master, this kid is actually just getting started.

But he still admired it seriously, and there was even a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

In these years, people's hearts are impetuous, and few young people can calm down.

This child is not very old, and in the face of this bad weather and this empty situation, it is already rare to perform in the industry.

Lu Qing's grandfather, the old man Han Huawen, looked at Tong Qinglin's expression from the side and said, "What? Fancy it? ”

He used to be a chef and a craftsman, and they of the older generation will have a little thought when they see good seedlings.

Lu Qing's grandfather also has three apprentices.

After all, craftsmanship needs to be inherited!

Tong Qinglin nodded, he didn't hide it, he did fall in love with this child.

"It's just a little older, a little late." He expressed a little regret: "But the heart is good." ”

So even if the rain stopped, everyone didn't leave, and waited until after the opera was sung, Tong Qinglin took the lead and walked to the backstage and found Yin Yingying, who was removing makeup.

There is still a person with a little eyesight in the troupe, who has seen Tong Qinglin's relevant reports, and there are photos in the reports, and he recognized this titan in the opera industry.

The whole troupe was boiling all at once!

At that time, the young Yin Yingying looked at Tong Qinglin's expression in confusion.

Only the young man Lu Qing watched from the side, thinking to himself: "What a man!" ”

As for those who have just been grinding foreign workers on stage, the thought of their bad performance being seen by a real master makes their faces hot.

Only Yin Yingying, nervous in his heart, but there is light in his eyes!

Tong Qinglin called him out alone, and the rest of the troupe probably understood a little, and they felt more and more annoyed.

Although opera is in decline now, who is Tong Qinglin?

That's the real master!

Even if the opera declines, as long as you follow him, you will at least have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

But the ghost knows that there is no one in the audience, but there is a master standing at the entrance of the commissary opposite?

Outside, Tong Qinglin and the others walked in front, and when they walked, they had to avoid puddles on the ground.

Yin Yingying, who had only half of her makeup removed, followed behind, and she was still in a fog, her heart was beating fast, and she was very nervous.

After walking under the eaves, Tong Qinglin asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Yin Yingying."

Lu Qing: "??? ”

Huh? It's a fun name!

Tong Qinglin nodded and continued to ask, "How old is this year?" ”

Yin Yingying replied honestly: "Fifteen years old, fourteen years old." ”

"It's a little bigger." Tong Qinglin Road.

Yin Yingying couldn't help but lower her head and look at her toes.

Tong Qinglin pondered for a few seconds before continuing: "I want to ask you, it just rained so heavily, and there was no one else in the audience. The partners in your troupe are all grinding foreign workers, why do you insist on finishing the singing seriously? ”

Yin Yingying lowered her head and blushed: "Because I know that I am not talented, I cherish every opportunity to perform completely." ”

Tong Qinglin nodded.

Yin Yingying added: "And...... And I know the rules! ”

"Oh? What rules? Tong Qinglin asked knowingly.

Yin Yingying raised her head slightly and said, "The ancestors have rules, and those who sing will finish singing when they open their voices, no matter whether anyone watches it or not!" ”

That's the rule.

The rules left by our ancestors.

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