It was late at night.

There was heavy snow outside the window.

In a bedroom in the backyard, more than a dozen apprentices of the troupe were all huddled on a large bunk, covered in the quilt, shrunk their heads, and looked at the newcomer Su Qing.

All stunned.

I saw a young man with red lips and white teeth standing there with a blanket on the edge of the brazier.

"Yo, whose little nun is this?"

Coldly, someone laughed and shouted.

"Haha, the little nun has come down the mountain!"

The rest immediately followed.

"Tut-tut, this thing, I usually can't wear it once during the New Year, but I didn't expect the master and his old man to reward you!"

Looking at the clean black jacket on Su Qing's body, some apprentices were all envious.

"Inside is this year's new cotton, and it's warm to stand all night in the heavy snow outside."

"How can it be the same? People look at this is the master who can become horns, and his body bones are much more expensive than ours, and this body is slimmer than that girl's family! ”

"Jin Gui is a fart, I think he's still a flower today!"

……

Everyone, you say a word to me.

"Okay, let's move in, make some space, and I'm going to practice in the future!" Suddenly, a bare-chested young man with a waist in the middle shouted, and after speaking, he turned over with both hands, but his hand slipped, and the whole person fell and collided with another teenager.

"Little leper, you belong to the king's eight, you won't hide!"

Rubbing his head, the monkey-like young man rolled up the quilt and said to Su Qing, who was going to clean up by himself: "Little nun, you have to register your name, otherwise we will call you a little nun in the future - haha, the little nun is twenty-eight years old, and her hair was cut off by the master in her youth!" ”

He sang halfway through and half, making the others laugh and laugh.

The only thing left in the vacated bed was a yellowed mattress, and I don't know how long it had not been washed, and it smelled and left residual warmth.

Su Qing straightened it out, ignored it, and waited for it to be paved, before he swept everyone and said softly:

"My name is Su Qing!"

The child named Little Leper rolled his eyes and spoke. "Su Qing? This can't be done, you won't have a surname when you enter the troupe, if you let the master hear it, maybe you will have to be punished, except for the play, we can't have other thoughts! ”

Su Qing's eyes flashed.

"Do you all have a "small" word in front of your name? ”

"It's not all, the master is called Little Leper, he is called Xiaoshi, but our senior brother, he is called Xiaozhuzi, he is called Monk-"

The little leper pointed to a few around him.

Su Qing thought about it.

"Then I'll call Xiaoqing from now on!"

There was a white-haired wind blowing outside the window, and the cold wind could get in along the cracks. Su Qing also shuddered, took off his jacket, wrapped himself in a blanket, and came out with his head exposed.

The little leper said curiously: "Xiaoqing, where did you come from?" ”

Su Qing had a lot of thoughts.

"I came by myself, I can't live anymore, I want to beg for food!"

When he said this, all the children were silent, as if they thought of their own affairs, how can this opera be prosperous, isn't it still the ninth-rate business, who is not a hard-working person who falls in this hook fence and tile, but anyone who can survive and has a little way will not want to sing opera.

They can't afford to live, the taxes are heavy, and the world is difficult, there are disasters and famines everywhere, and hungry people sell their sons and daughters.

The room slowly quieted down, listening to the whistling wind outside, Su Qing slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep soundly.

I don't know how long it took.

He only felt as if he was in the ice and snow, and he shuddered, and then woke up suddenly, and saw that the blanket on his body had been lifted, and the master was holding a bamboo board with a smile.

couldn't help but say, he grabbed him as soon as he came up, put on his pants in three or two clicks, put on his shoes, and went straight to the place where he was practicing.

Outside, the sky was still gray, and there was a thick layer of snow on the ground.

Some apprentices also woke up passively, and when they opened their eyes, they looked at Su Qing's back when they were taken away, and their eyes were full of sympathy.

"Xiaoqing entered this industry late, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to sleep well in the next few days."

only said that Su Qing was dragged to the front yard, and he suddenly looked at the teacher.

"I'm on my own, I won't run!"

The teacher was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Yo, it's a little interesting, then I dare to love it, but it saves trouble!" ”

One after the other, following the master, Su Qing went to a theater shed.

"See that? During this time, I will loosen your muscles and bones first, and go by yourself, right? ”

The teacher pointed to the wall.

"Go, you guys help him!"

Su Qing took a deep breath, he walked to the root of the wall and just sat down, his legs were pressed by two strong men, little by little to the sides, open his crotch, seeing that he couldn't hold it down, the two of them moved more than a dozen stone bricks, both sides against his feet, one by one.

I saw Su Qing sitting on the ground, his legs apart and slowly sticking towards the walls on both sides.

Cold sweat was oozing from his forehead in a blink of an eye, but he didn't shout, his teeth clenched, and the muscles of his cheeks trembled in pain.

Don't want to.

"Don't bear it, cry out in pain, be careful to bite off your tongue, no matter how good your voice is, it's useless!"

The master glared and reminded.

Su Qing's eyes were closed, and he changed his breath, not only his forehead, but also his sideburns were sweating.

It hurts so much.

Only under the staring eyes of the old teacher, he exhaled in a trembling voice.

"Whew!"

"Yes, yes!"

The teacher was amazed. "It's a little interesting, don't think that even if you get through it, the good show is still to come, this is the beginning, follow the memorization of the drama at noon, you can't just practice and don't sing, you have to memorize it every day in the future, you can't memorize it, punishment!"

With that, he turned around and left with a smile.

In the huge theater shed, Su Qing was left sitting on the ground alone, the morning breeze was cold and biting, he shrank his body, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand with difficulty and added a brick under his feet.

This is a complete sweat.

One sitting is the hour of two pillars of incense.

Approaching noon, I saw Master Guan leading the apprentices in the troupe to come back, now at the end of the year, the days are lively, this master took the apprentices to the street to play some kung fu, earn some rewards, and break into the famous hall by the way. What's more, the apprentices are still young, and their singing skills can't be put on the stage, and most of the expenses on weekdays come from this.

Su Qing only felt that his legs were numb and unconscious, and he didn't even feel pain.

When eating, it was still Xiao Shi and Xiao Leper who supported him left and right, and on the table, there were a few plates of pickles, a large pot of hot soup, and a bunch of yellowed and black steamed buns.

The crowd is like snatching food.

Fortunately, he can still eat.

After eating, the theater will be lively.

A set of hemp rope, open the crotch and lower the waist, kick the legs and raise the feet, and shout in all directions.

Su Qing was put back again.

The teacher looked at him: "From now on, you will memorize Sifan first, this is a Kunqu Opera thing, you can use it in the future, I will read a sentence, you remember a sentence, first teach you a short paragraph, and then teach you the next paragraph, understand?" ”

"Got it!"

"The little nun was twenty-eight years old and in her youth, and her hair was cut off by the master. Every day, burning incense and changing water in the Buddha hall, I saw a few children playing under the mountain gate, he looked at us, and we looked at him. He and us, let's share him, and worry a lot about it. ”

After reading it, the master asked, "Have you written it down?" ”

Su Qing nodded.

"Written down!"

He only memorized it from beginning to end, and it was really word for word.

But at this time, in the front hall outside the courtyard, I saw a woman walking in with a child in her arms, looked at the children practicing the play, and went straight to the inner hall.