Little Meng's words made the dog food lower its head, and its face was a little ashamed.
"I had to lower the key a couple of times to get it on. Not to mention our crosstalk, even in the Beijing opera world, there are not many who can sing this part well. Little Uncle-Master was really bold. The tone of this part was even higher than calling him Xiao Fan, and it was even a drawl.”
On the other side of the stage, Li Mubai was standing on his toes, and the hem of his robe flew up. Li Mubai grabbed it with his hand and threw it behind him. His entire figure was extremely elegant.
After all, if he wanted to act in Yang Zirong's 'Fight the Tiger Up the Mountain', he had to have some skills. The eyes of the little girls below were all shining. Each and every one of them was like a wolf in the night.
Li Mubai opened his mouth and said heroically,"Across the forest, across the snowy plains, swallowing the heavens."
The difficulty of this singing was that not only was the voice high, but every note was long. In other words, not only did you have to reach this height, but you also had to stay at this height for a period of time.
Li Mubai was full of energy, his face was dignified, and his two eyebrows showed a resolute expression. He wanted to act out Yang Zirong's appearance for him.
The moment the man's words left his mouth, his voice went straight to the top of their heads. Everyone felt as if they were in a sauna after hearing it. It was so transparent.
The audience below had already started clapping. Whether it was the little girl in front or the old man behind, they all had to clap their hands. This was real kung fu. It wasn't just for show.
After the previous lesson, many people started recording from the beginning. They wanted to record the entire scene of Li Mubai.
After this part of the song, Li Mubai shook his arm and told Yang Jiulang everything before he bowed and left the stage.
The little girls below were already wailing and shouting for Li Mubai to return. However, the announcer came over and said that it was almost time and they could not return.
This time, the first few pairs of actors were a little slow and there was not enough time. Now that the small theater was strictly checked, if you exceeded the time limit, you would definitely be fined. Moreover, you might even be suspended, so you didn't dare to return.
Li Mubai repeatedly cupped his hands and explained to everyone. Everyone understood and dispersed.
The girl with the mask tried to squeeze backstage, but she was stopped.
The little girl was so angry that she started making calls as soon as she came out.
"Dalinzi, is your WeChat account here yet?”
"I've been waiting for you for two days, but you didn't come.”
"What? It was coming! Why didn't you say so earlier? Hurry up and send it to me!"
"I know it's your martial uncle. I won't scare him.”
"You don't have to say hello. I'll add him myself. The two of us can chat directly.”
The young lady had a short temper and hung up the phone.
Back backstage, Zhang Yunlei poured a glass of water for Li Mubai. He was already immersed in it.
Youngest Uncle had pointed it out to him and even demonstrated it to him. He should continue to learn.
At this moment, Little Meng and the dog food came up to him."Uncle-Master, thank you for your hard work."
"You're welcome. We're about the same age. If you have anything to say, say it.”
Little Meng thought,'I'm a few years older than you. Isn't that about the same?'
That Zhou Doggy came up to him with a pair of narrowed eyes. He looked so honest.
"Uncle-Master, your Beijing opera is quite authentic. Who did you learn it from?”
"I'll learn from the tape."
"Aiyo, Uncle-Master, you're self-taught. I heard that you had Tong Xiangling's meaning just now.”
That week's dog food had the most solid basic skills. He was one of the top students in the nine-word course and had studied in Deyun. He could be considered to have taken the course seriously. Although he was young, everyone called him Little Mister.
He could play the Sanxian, and he was also good at Beijing opera. He could also sing some small songs or minor tunes, or he could sing a small song, but he had to lower the key a little.
"Alright, let's spar when we have time. We'll sing once and have fun with little Tao Yang at the Qilin Club.”
Li Mubai patted Zhou Gouyang's shoulder. Zhou Gouyang was so happy that his eyes were gone.
Little Meng poked Zhou Gouyang's back and glared at him. If he had something important to ask, why did he keep talking about it?
Li Mubai could tell what he was thinking with just one look. This crosstalk actor was really sly. Whatever he said could be seen in his eyes.
"Alright, Little Meng, if you have anything to say, say it quickly.”
"Alright! Uncle-Master, the main thing is that I feel that something is wrong with going on stage recently. I used to be quite comfortable on stage, but I feel a little hesitant recently. What do you think is going on? I don't have a problem with tongue twisters, but I'm not confident when I go on stage.”
"Little Meng, you're finally enlightened." Li Mubai patted his shoulder.”
"What is it? Was he about to be enlightened? I feel like I'm retreating more and more. Why am I still enlightened?”
"If you want to be enlightened, you have to understand. Before you are enlightened, you have to doubt all the content that you have acted in before.”
"I'm going to be enlightened? I don't even know that I'm going to be enlightened.”
Little Meng was a little confused.
"Alright, Little Meng, you have good qualities. You have good looks, a good figure, and enough expressions. It's just that sometimes you can't enter the character and always want to show off your talents. Actually, it wasn't worth it to interrupt the rhythm of a program for that bit of talent.”
Little Meng was like a chicken eating rice, nodding non-stop.
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