Zhang Feilong and his party left, and Guiheban finally calmed down.

Chai Fei came over and couldn't help complaining:

"This is a turtle in the rivers and lakes, what are you doing with them? What is the use of taking them out of the customs?"

Yang Fenglou shook his head.

"We are now a troupe, not the Right Dragon Martial Army, have you heard of any troupe, have you offended the people of the rivers and lakes?

"It can't be such a coincidence, can it?"

"The old man taught us what to say, there is no other secret war, only caution! Caution can always make a ship of ten thousand years. ”

"Then you don't have to be so polite to them, it's good to take them out of the customs. ”

Yang Fenglou smiled.

"What's the name of our troupe?"

"Guihe class. ”

"Is harmony precious...... You're welcome, how can you make money in harmony?"

Chai Fei was completely defeated by Yang Fenglou, muttering "It's better to kill them happily", turned around and left.

Yang Fenglou smiled and greeted loudly.

"Speed up the journey, stay at Xiulin Post Station tonight, there is still five miles of road, everyone work hard, hot rice and hot water, just waiting for us in front......"

Everyone responded in unison.

Yang Fenglou nodded with satisfaction, and when he turned around, he suddenly felt a headache.

A young woman was standing behind him, looking at him with a smile.

Tian Xiao'e.

The original Pingkang Fang Zhong Oiran was once married to Wang Kuo, and later poisoned the eldest son of the Chen family in the Jiaofang Division, and was finally rescued by Yang Fenglou and others, and arranged to make a Dan in the Guihe class.

"This group of people is really annoying, they have followed us all the way, and they can't come out to breathe...... Now that I'm finally gone, by the way, Boss Yang, I thought about it again when I went back to the play you gave me last time......"

Yang Fenglou could only listen with a wry smile.

If you don't listen, you can't do it, people are here to play.

If it's weird, you can only blame "Changban Slope" for being too successful, the crazy performances of the audience at that time deeply stimulated the top and bottom of the Guihe class, and the most direct embodiment is that everyone's devotion to Peking Opera is completely dedicated.

Yang Fenglou was of course very happy about this situation, but he also secretly complained bitterly.

The joy is that after such a performance, the Guihe class has completely accepted Peking Opera from the heart, and the initial resistance is gone, and there are several people who learn to practice opera, all of which are almost to the level of madness, and there is no need for Yang Fenglou to urge them to practice every morning and evening, and they practice harder than Yang Fenglou one by one.

However, in this way, it also made him more tired.

There's no way, in the entire Guihe class, he is the only one who is a master of Peking Opera, and if he wants to ask others for advice, others won't.

The civil and military scene asked him about the Gong and Drum Sutra.

Liu Puhe asked him about singing.

Nie Yijin asked him about his figure.

The rooster asked him about the workmanship and face.

Even the juniors recruited in Chang'an lined up to find Yang Fenglou, just wanting him to give him some guidance, how to run this trick to look good.

Among them, Tian Xiao'e in front of her is the craziest!

asked about the figure and asked about the singing, asked about the singing and asked about the cooperation with the civil and military scenes, and after asking about the cooperation, I creatively wanted to add some figure to Mrs. Gan in "Changban Slope"!

Yang Fenglou burst into tears in his heart, eldest sister, Mrs. Gan is in "Changban Slope", it is purely a big road job, you have studied so deeply, is it necessary?

However, Yang Fenglou really couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm, so she had to listen.

"Last time, you told me about the play, saying that I was quite brilliant last time I shook Zhang Fei's sleeves, I went back and thought about it, and I still wanted to add a figure ......"

As he spoke, he ignored the fact that the convoy was still moving, and directly made a gesture on the side of the road, demonstrating his new idea.

Not to mention, this idea is quite interesting, but Yang Fenglou thought about it carefully and still denied it.

"The performance of Peking Opera is not to show off the basic skills, the most fundamental thing to perform is to interpret the characters, the basic skills and programs in our performances are all means to support this end, you have to distinguish between the fundamental ends and the means......"

"Let's talk about the characters, Mrs. Gan is Liu Bei's wife, that is, the queen's mother, even if Liu is in trouble, she is too, so the first point of dignification cannot be changed. Then her attitude towards Zhang Fei can be seen as two kinds, one is that Zhang's sister-in-law treats the third brother, and the other is that the housemother treats the courtiers, considering that the Taoyuan Three Knots have been passed down through the ages, plus Liu Bei has not yet been called the emperor at that time, so Mrs. Gan's treatment of Zhang Fei should be that the eldest sister-in-law treats the third brother more......"

"When we find this feeling, let's think about what kind of basic skills to use to express it...... Therefore, that flick of the sleeves is just right, which can show that Mrs. Gan vents her dissatisfaction for Zhao Zilong, and can bring out the eldest sister-in-law like a mother and discipline the third brother...... If you add any figure, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate. ”

Tian Xiao'e nodded again and again when she heard this.

"Boss Yang, you still said it thoroughly, I just thought about how to add some more color, I didn't think about it so much, you said this, it's true, you can't add or subtract...... Thank you, Boss Yang......"

Yang Fenglou smiled slightly, and before he could speak, he heard Tian Xiao'e say: "By the way, Boss Yang, I still don't understand a little bit about "Suolin Bag......"

Yang Fenglou: "......"

Objectively speaking, Yang Fenglou really has the potential to be a good teacher, he told Tian Xiao'e about the play, and he really broke it and crumpled it tirelessly, so that Tian Xiao'e's eyes lit up and nodded again and again.

Two people, one is engaged in teaching, the other is learning hard, and before you know it, half an hour is about to pass.

This scene, seeing the eyes of others, is full of slander at best.

Tian Xiao'e, you are too much, you won't let go if you occupy Boss Yang, you should leave us some time, you didn't see the rooster around you eight times, and the hair on your hands was so anxious that it came down.

However, this scene, if you see it in someone's eyes, it is different.

"Bang!"

There was a loud bang, which startled everyone, and even the horse pulling the cart was almost startled.

Naturally, Yang Fenglou and Tian Xiao'e also returned to reality from the world of "Suo Lin Bag".

When I turned my head to look, I saw a carriage in front of me.

The loud bang just now was the sound of a car window being slammed shut.

This is Nie Yijin's car!

Under the impact of huge force, the window hit the window frame and bounced back.

"Bang, bang, bang. ”

There were three more ferocious impacts, and then it slowly stopped.

Half-open and half-hidden, Nie Yijin's face could be seen.

The face was cloudy and pitch black, as if a thundercloud storm was brewing!

Enough to destroy the world!

Yang Fenglou suddenly felt that his head hurt even more, it really hurt!