Not only Xu Zhao, but even the disciples led by Mei Lao were all dumbfounded, and the people who sang on the stage all stopped and stared at Mei Lao in unison.

It seemed that it was very uncomfortable to be stared at by so many people, and Mei Lao knocked the cigarette gun on the table next to him, "What are you doing?!

With a reprimand, the people in the troupe woke up like a dream, and hurriedly continued to sing this unfinished play.

Mei Lao turned his head and looked at Xu Zhao who was at a loss, "Heh, let you, a person who knows drama, see the jokes." ”

Xu Zhao waved his hand, offered the jar of wine with both hands, and placed it in front of Mei Lao, he smiled: "After I listen to the play today, even if I die, I think it's worth it." ”

In Xu Zhao's hearty laughter, Mei Lao took another puff of cigarette, "Young people, don't say these bad things. ”

Xu Zhao stopped laughing and waited patiently for the people on stage to finish the performance, but Mei Lao actually asked again: "Didn't the man in white come with you?"

As soon as Xu Zhao heard it, he knew that Mei Lao was worthy of Ye Liancheng, "No, I was going to keep him as a guest at my house for a while, but he seemed to be in a hurry and left early." ”

After speaking, Xu Zhao suddenly became happy, and did not forget to add: "I still hold him several copper coins until now." ”

Mei Lao took a big puff of cigarette, Xu Zhao was shocked, and thought that this old man was going to smoke it all at once, but fortunately, there was no danger, and Mei Lao survived.

"That's a shame..."

Hearing this, Xu Zhao's pupils said, it seems that Mei Lao did not decide to return to singing on stage today just for himself, and Xu Zhao, who learned the inside story, was a little disappointed.

"By the way, what's that kid's name?" Mei Lao inadvertently threw this long-buried question to Xu Zhao.

The feelings are all for Ye Liancheng to say so many things to himself, Xu Zhao said helplessly: "His name is Ye Liancheng, I also met not long ago, but he is indeed a person who has only deep friendship." ”

"Is the surname Ye?" Mei Lao muttered, this surname is not ordinary in Chaisang City.

The conversation between the two ended, and after a while, the song on the stage was also sung, and the people of the troupe gathered around Mei Lao, hoping that the master, who had not been on stage for a long time, would be able to sing two sentences on stage.

Mei Lao did not live up to everyone's expectations, and he slowly got up and walked to the stage step by step.

When he came on stage, the people in the audience were in a trance, how long was the last time they saw Mei Lao singing?

The opera here in Chaisangcheng does not have too many stage performances, and is more inclined to the pursuit of singing tone.

As soon as he cleared his throat slightly, Mei Lao began to sing, this song is called "Luoyang Mountain", which is a border pass song, which was created at the beginning of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and talks about the pain of the relatives of the soldiers who died in the border pass.

The song is a good song, but it is too sad and desolate, so it is mostly sung for women, but fortunately, Mei Lao has a deep foundation, and there is no sense of disobedience under his interpretation.

I remember that the last song Mei Lao sang was this one, so many years have passed, and it is still that familiar taste, and the fly in the ointment is that Mei Lao's voice is no longer what it used to be.

Singers have the ability to watch their own affairs in their voices, and some people never even touch spirits and meat in order to keep one in good condition, and they will hang their voices every morning.

And Mei Lao has been swallowing clouds and spitting fog every day since he stopped singing, and now it is good that he is not hoarse and ugly when he sings again.

The song "Falling Sun Mountain" is only four or five minutes, but it is a great test of the skills of the singer, and the standard for whether the disciples can sing on stage in the opera troupe is whether they can fully interpret the song.

Mei Lao is now in the same shape as before, but he is still radiant on the stage, and in a trance, everyone thinks that he has returned to the heyday of the opera troupe everywhere. At that time, there was no need to send people to live under the fence so badly, and people who came to listen to the music every day did not know that they had to wait in line for a long time to listen to a piece of music.

Many people in the theater troupe are secretly wiping their tears, and even some female disciples are whimpering, for so many years, the theater troupe is not as good as before, and many disciples have left the theater troupe to fend for themselves.

What are these people staying for, not to hope that they can regain their former glory and revitalize the troupe, today I heard Mei Lao singing again, so many years of grievances suddenly disappeared, no matter how hard and tired it is, it is worth it.

Among the hook columns, there may be only one place that is not contaminated with secular fireworks, and there is only Xu Zhao on and off the stage except for the troupe.

Mei Lao, who hadn't opened his voice for a long time, was obviously not happy after singing "Falling Sun Mountain", and then sang a lot of tunes in a row, and at the end, everyone in the audience was hungry.

About two hours later, Mei Lao walked down from the stage.

Mei Lao picked up the cigarette gun, glanced at Xu Zhao, beckoned to him, and walked to the place where there was no one next to him.

Xu Zhao's eyes were sharp, he had just broken away from the song at the moment, and he was still a little confused, and subconsciously followed Mei Lao over.

Mei Lao was already an elder of the Martial Arts Alliance before Xu Zhao traveled far, and it is said that when he was young, he was one of the strong contenders for the alliance leader, which is not difficult to explain why he was able to block Shamisheng's attack with just one peanut.

Xu Zhao is still a member of the Martial Arts League, and for so many years, the other people in the Martial Arts League have forgotten Mei Lao's number one character, only Xu Zhao often comes to listen to music, so he is also one of the only people who is willing to give Mei Lao a good face.

Seeing that Xu Zhao had already followed, Mei Lao took a puff of cigarette with some intoxication, "When I was young, this cigarette couldn't be touched for the sake of singing." If you want me to say, it's still comfortable now, there are not so many rules. ”

Xu Zhao didn't persuade him anymore, and now he was as satisfied as the disciples of the opera troupe, so he just said: "Tobacco is not a good thing, Mei Lao, it's better for you to smoke less." ”

Mei Lao rarely didn't refute, but quietly changed the topic, "I know that you have a grudge with Baiyuntang, but the master of Baiyuntang has been kind to me, so I rescued his unassuming son." ”

Xu Zhao shook his head indifferently, "That kind of waste, whether it is life or death, has nothing to do with me. ”

Mei Lao was stunned for a moment, "What should you do in the future?" ”

"I am not afraid of shadows, and I believe that I will definitely seek justice for myself. Xu Zhao spoke in a deep voice, he was jealous and hateful, and he was not used to seeing himself and others suffer unjustified disasters.

Mei Lao looked at Xu Zhao with complicated eyes, when did He Zeng, he was also like this.

"Xu Zhao, you still haven't seen through..."