Hearing the words "Old Prince's Mansion, Ye Family's Class"!
Feng Yi immediately retracted the smile on his face and changed it to shock!
If it was the Ye Family's class, he might have some doubts.
However, he added the words 'Old Prince's Mansion' in front of it.
In that case, it could only be Ye Chunlou from Jing City!
Back then, Ye Chunlou started singing.
Feng Yihuan was only a middle-aged man in his forties.
At that time, there were quite a number of painted faces in the pear garden, but the number of painted faces that could pick the board could be counted on one hand.
There was a saying back then.
Ten clean and nine furs, no day is not open!
It meant that the Jingjiao faction at that time was mostly the Qiu faction, while the Dan faction was the Zhang faction of the four little beauties.
However, under such circumstances.
Feng Yi had heard about Farewell My Concubine in Ye Chunlou!
Generally speaking, the Xiangyu in Farewell My Concubine was different from the Martial Overlord and the Painted Overlord!
The so-called painted face referred to the clean corner.
And that scene was a combination of these two professions.
Xiang Yu, who was on the stage with a steel fork painted on his face!
His singing skills were not inferior to the painted face overlord!
Unfamiliar with fighting scenes and body fights, a face-hooking martial artist!
Feng Yijing was like a celestial being!
Later on, he found out that the singer was an old man in his sixties, and his stage name was Ye Hongxue.
However, not long after, this old man took the entire troupe out to explore the world and run the docks.
Then, because of the school matter.
There was less and less time to listen to the opera and practice.
Now, for the sake of his child's education, he didn't have much left.
A thousand pounds of recitation, four taels of singing!
However, he still remembered that year on the stage, the Overlord, who had drawn a matchless face, shouted loudly!
And then, the 'Song of Gaixia' that shook the mountains and the moon!
"Cough!
I miss Xiang Yu!
The power to pull up mountains is unparalleled!
The time is not favorable, ah, the horse does not run away.
What can I do if the horse can't run away?
What can I do…"
For many years, he had been lying in bed at night listening to the wind and rain.
And this part was always in the background of being besieged on all sides…
Iron Horse Ice River entered the dream!
Mao Qingsheng looked at Feng Yi, who was lost in his memories, and didn't disturb him.
If you don't go crazy, you won't survive.
The people who sing opera have been on the three-foot stage.
More or less, he had made that song into his own life…
Pink and ink painting skin play bones, rise and fall, laugh and cry.
How could such a bone-deep thing be easily forgotten?
Finally.
This person was once famous for his painted face.
The principal, who had refused to sing Farewell My Concubine, retracted his thoughts.
He looked at Mao Qingsheng expectantly, as if he had finally confirmed an answer that surprised him.
"It's…Ye Hongxue's Ye Chunlou?”
Unexpectedly, Mao Qingsheng shook his head.""No."
Instantly, Feng Yi's mood fell to the bottom.
But the next moment, Mao Qingsheng laughed."It's Ye Chunlou of the young master Ye Ziqing!”
"Ye Ziqing?" After all, Feng Yi was the principal of a school.
He was far away from the stage and training new opera actors, so he had little time to pay attention to some news.
Therefore, they did not know that Ye Ziqing was Ye Hongxue's direct disciple.
Soon, Mao Qingsheng gave the answer.
"Ye Hongxue has retired from the opera house.
Ye Chunlou's previous team was also disbanded by him.
Ye Chunlou now belonged to his disciple, Ye Ziqing.”
Feng Yi felt uncomfortable." Is the current Ye Chunlou still the same Ye Chunlou from back then?”
Mao Qingsheng was panting heavily as he spoke.
Even his heart was beating up and down.
If the old man disbanded his previous team, wouldn't Ye Chunlou not be able to put on a half-hour-long show?
Not to mention a few hours of filming.
As expected…
Just as he thought, Mao Qingsheng nodded." The only one left in Ye Chunlou is the young master…"
Oh, there was also a little girl who followed him around.”
"How old is the young master? How long have you been on stage?" Feng Yi continued to ask.
To be honest, Li Yuanxing was like this now.
Not to mention that the grand occasion of one person picking a class to sing opera almost no longer existed.
Even if you want to pick a class to perform, you have to have a complete set of other staff!
There were only two of them. What could they possibly do?
However…
He felt that since he was the personal disciple of Ye Hongxue.
After polishing himself on the stage for a period of time, his ability should not be too bad.
However, he was disappointed again.
Mao Qingsheng chuckled." The little master is in her early twenties this year. She has been a street performer before, but she hasn't really gone on stage to sing!
Actually, I'm here today to talk to you about this. I want this class master to pick some students from our school.”
"Nonsense!" Feng Yi was really angry and slammed the table heavily.
20 years old?
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