After understanding everything.
Xiang Xiaoyuan could also understand the old man's attitude towards them.
His best partner in his youth had changed careers to become a celebrity.
Now, the production team had found a few more celebrities and said that they were going to build a new stage.
It would be strange if this old man gave him a good face.
The old man's son had thought too simply.
However, just because Xiang Xiaoyuan could understand, it did not mean that all the audience watching the live broadcast could understand the old man.
The netizens started arguing again.
What's this old man pretending for? If I were Teacher He, I would directly retort!
Mr. He could tolerate scolding a celebrity actress in front of her.
What does it have to do with others that your former friend betrayed you?
This old man's son was quite interesting. He even had a heart disease. This was too fake.
There was nothing fake about it. He probably felt that he really wanted to invite a " opera big shot." Unfortunately, the program team had invited an amateur.
Didn't the old man look for an opera singer? He just had to give him an opera tune.
Are you guys brainless? This was all part of the script written by the production team. Would a normal person have such a reaction when they saw a celebrity?
The human heart is dirty, and everything you see is dirty. I feel that the old man is very pitiful.
That's right. You guys are talking about the script. What's with that stage? Was it also built by the show?
If only Li Mengkun was here. If he opened his mouth, he would probably be able to suppress the old man.
【………………】
In the live broadcast.
After listening to the middle-aged man's story, everyone was in a difficult position.
This mission was basically very difficult to complete.
However, it was even more impossible to give up.
The old man's original words were to find someone who could sing.
Obviously, none of these people knew how to sing.
He Jiong subconsciously turned around to look at Xiang Xiaoyuan.
The only person who could possibly sing Beijing opera was him.
But he didn't say anything, so He Jiong wasn't sure.
After thinking for a moment, He Jiong could only speak again.
"That's the only way for the time being. Please help us persuade the old master.
We can come back tomorrow…"
" I'm really sorry..." The middle-aged man's voice had just faded.
However, the sharp sound of Jing Hu came from the courtyard without any warning.
" Clang!"
" This…" He Jiong looked at the courtyard in confusion.
The middle-aged man sighed." It's starting again…"
My father is pulling the strings…"
As the melody played, everyone subconsciously frowned!
As expected, this voice was just as the middle-aged man had said.
It wasn't pleasant to the ear, but it was sharp and sorrowful.
Clearly, his younger sister Zi Feng was also a little afraid of this voice." This is…What instrument is this? I'm getting goosebumps. Is it an erhu?”
Beside him, Chef Huang shook his head." It's not an erhu. It should be a Jinghu."
It was smaller than the erhu, and its tone was higher.
The Jinghu was the main instrument used to accompany Beijing opera, except on the stage.
You can't hear it in ordinary places…"
Star Art also joined in the discussion. How strange.
The rhythm is very fast, and I can't describe the feeling…"
" I don't think it's a song. It's the accompaniment of Beijing opera," said Chef Huang.
Obviously, he only knew that it was a musical instrument, but what kind of music was it?
He wasn't sure.
Very quickly!
While everyone was discussing.
The noise in the courtyard became faster again.
It seemed that the difficulty of the performance had also increased.
There were more turns and trills, which made people feel even more miserable!
The audience watching the live broadcast also began to discuss.
Jinghu? This instrument isn't common, right? I know the erhu.
No wonder it scared the children. If I heard this at night, I would be scared too.
I think Chef Huang is right. This should be the accompaniment of Beijing opera.
The old man might have a bad temper, but he was really a zither player?
Where can I find a soulmate in the world?!!
Anyway, I can't appreciate it. This voice is too sharp.
【………………】
Amidst the barrage of comments.
Ijo Sipi, Adagio! Good strings! Many young people couldn't understand the subtitles and were directly ignored.
Similarly.
Tongnan Province, in Wang Yi's grandfather's old house.
This group of old opera fans had already begun to cheer.
"Good!"
"Good strings!"
"Good!"
"The strings are good, but no one sings!”
Xipi was actually referring to the accent in Peking opera. To put it in layman's terms, it represented a certain "melody."
Adagio was a type of tempo.
Obviously!
In the eyes of these old opera fans.
The old man on TV didn't randomly pull the Jinghu.
Instead, it was a Beijing opera accompaniment.
Moreover, his skill level was very high.
Applause was a feature of opera.
If he sang well and acted well, the audience would applaud him.
And if the zither player played the strings well, they would call them "good strings".
If the actors sang well and did well, they would be called "good actors".
These were things that most young people did not understand.
However, he was right about one thing.
This Sippi's adagio was indeed a little sad.
No wonder…
There were only strings and no opera singers.
How could he not be sad?
It was really a heartbreaking song. Where could one find a bosom friend in the world?
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