"What a good thing!"

Teacher Feng looked nervous and excited.

She dragged me into the theater and walked around to a backstage place.

Seeing that my eyes were still full of clouds, her palm also helped me smooth my chest, "Little Firefly, don't be nervous, let's sing well on stage in a while, just sing your best tracks, if we sing well, you will be a generation of celebrities in the future."

Ha?

I'm even more confused!

"Teacher Feng, you came to me in a hurry, just to let me sing a song?"

I almost thought something was wrong with her!

"Silly boy, if I sing so much, can I make such a big effort?"

Teacher Feng sighed, turned his face to the side of the stage, and carefully lifted the curtain on one side of the stage, "Look, who is sitting down there?"

I looked at it with a puzzled look.

The stage of the small theater is not large, and there are twenty or thirty people sitting in the audience.

The most eye-catching is a silver-haired female elder, who is extravagant and has an outstanding temperament.

She was surrounded by everyone and sat in the middle, looking like she was in a great position.

Looking at it, I unconsciously widened my eyes, "Teacher Feng, I seem to have watched that grandma's interview on TV......

"Even if you kid has a little eyesight, that is the most famous master in my country's opera industry, Yan Lao."

Teacher Feng's voice trembled slightly, "I received internal news during the Chinese New Year, Teacher Yan wants to accept a disciple as the inheritor, as long as she accepts this disciple, Elder Yan will cultivate it carefully, and he will enter the National Center for the Performing Arts in ......the future."

Airplanes~!

I was shocked that my brain was going to explode!

"Teacher Feng, I'm done worshipping my teacher, I can't ......."

"Aren't you also a Chinese scholar, you can be a hobby."

Teacher Feng wrung his eyebrows, "Little Firefly, I've been busy for more than a month, just to invite Yan Lao to see you, from her family to her assistant, I have opened up the relationship layer by layer, knowing that Yan Lao is on a business trip in the field, I am squatting at the door of the hotel waiting for her, who are you and me for?" But I just want Elder Yan to know that there is a good seedling that cannot be buried, and you are no worse than those children who have been opera since elementary school......

My heart trembled, "Teacher Feng, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"I can't say, half an hour ago, I wasn't sure if Elder Yan would come to see you with a face."

Teacher Feng said helplessly, "So I didn't dare to tell you last night, for fear that you wouldn't rest well and affect your throat again, but fortunately, Yan Lao was moved by my sincerity, she was willing to come to my friend's theater to give you twenty minutes, listen to you raise your voice, little firefly, what a face, behave well, don't be nervous, you know?"

It's not something that is tense or not, my body is stiff and stiff, "Teacher Feng, I understand your hard work, I really can't do it today."

"What's not to do, can't you sing at home without rapping?"

As he was talking, a male voice came from the audience, "Teacher Feng, the kid you said is ready to play, Teacher Yan will go to the opera academy in a while, and you only have twenty minutes here."

"Okay!"

Teacher Feng took a deep breath and pulled my forearm to go on stage, but I didn't know why, my ass actually sat back subconsciously, "Teacher Feng, it's really not good, I'm ...... in the afternoon."

"Hurry up!"

Teacher Feng dragged me to the center of the stage with a strong force.

The lights suddenly turned on, from head to toe, putting me in a halo, although the vision was a little blurry and dark, but I could also see Yan Lao taking a pair of glasses and putting them on, bowing slightly, "Xueqing, this child's image is very good......

"Teacher Yan, this kid is definitely a good seedling!"

Teacher Feng smiled beside me and said, "Don't look at her since she was a child, she has no professional training, her figure is very good, she is not stiff, her voice is mellow and beautiful, tactful and delicate, and she sings the horns passionately and high-pitched, and she is very talented."

"Xue Qing, I'm really curious about this kid you praised."

Elder Yan smiled lovingly, "Okay, little girl, sing

Let's make a song."

I stood wooden, my breathing getting louder and louder in my chest, deafening.

"Little Firefly, let Teacher Yan listen to your singing Mu Guiying in charge."

Teacher Feng patted me on the back, reassuringly, and his mouth was still close to my ear, "Behave well, if you can be favored by Teacher Yan, you will be the inheritor in the opera industry in the future, and you will be the next opera master."

I didn't reply.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead for no reason.

I was slapped on the back by Mr. Feng, and that gentle force seemed to be able to push me out.

"Xueqing, you come down and sit down for a while, let this kid sing."

Teacher Feng snorted, and kept looking at me as he stepped off the stage, silently mouthing at me cheering.

"Little girl, let's get started!"

As soon as Mr. Feng sat down beside Elder Yan, a man who looked like an assistant said to me, "Don't be nervous, just pick an excerpt from your favorite repertoire and sing a few words."

I stood there like I was stupid, my fingers twisting the hem of my pants at a loss.

In my mind, I kept replaying the backyard of the house, the tables, chairs, parasols, horizontal bars, and high walls......

"Little Hotaru!"

Teacher Feng stood up a little anxiously, "I'm sorry Teacher Yan, the child may be a little nervous when he takes the stage for the first time...... Little Hotaru, sing!"

"Fierce ......"

My mouth moved, my voice felt like it was being tightened by a rope, and I couldn't sing.

"Little Firefly, I heard the golden drum beat violently......

Teacher Feng led the singing and helped me play the key, "Come, go~!"

！！！

My body shuddered.

The whole person was bathed in a halo, as if isolated from the audience, and the movie was constantly playing in my head, I seemed to have returned to the time before the Chinese New Year, playing the piano to Teacher Feng, and smiling at her......

Baste~

The strings of the guzheng are broken.

My fingers were bloody, and Teacher Feng bandaged me, and she hugged me in her arms.

"Ying'er, my aunt is waiting for you at home, ah."

Aunt Feng limped after the car in the rain, "Ying'er, don't wait for your dad anymore, he'll be back in a while, Yingying!!"

A page of stationery came to mind,'...... No matter what time it is, Dad will wait for you to come back, San'er, remember to go home, don't want me as a father......

The picture seems to be cut apart and divided into countless diamond-shaped blocks.

There is the appearance of me falling down again and again in the backyard, and there is the appearance of Qian'an kicking and breaking the bamboo pole.

Regression, regression, the appearance of me lying on the stone table and doing my homework in my hometown......

I was flung to the point of fear by a lightning whip......

"Okay, then send it as a letter!"

Bite~

Master flew out the copper coin.

Cut off my long hair at that time.

The strands of hair fell into the fire and burned into charred foam.

"Little Hotaru! Sing it!"

Vaguely, I saw that Yan Lao in the audience frowned, and Mr. Feng's anxious facial features were a little hideous, "What do you want!!"

"Uh-huh~~"

I finally got a tune out of my throat, "I left home that day, I looked back, I saw the mountains crying, and I saw that all the scenery was blurry~ I was thinking about waiting~ I will go home in ten years~ No matter how far the journey is~ I will fly home~"