He yearned for the executive director Wang Yi's son, Wang Xiaobao.
It was hard to imagine what had just happened.
A few minutes ago.
In the room, the dozen old men were still talking.
While eating the melon seeds he bought and drinking the tea he brewed, they discussed the old man who played the Huqin.
Xipi, Erhuang, Adagio, Alegro, Flowing Water, Huishou Cai, and so on.
In any case, they were all words that he did not quite understand.
Until the live broadcast on television.
The young man named Xiang Xiaoyuan walked to the high slope.
A moment ago, these old men were like a group of ducks, quacking non-stop.
But in the next moment.
As soon as Xiang Xiaoyuan opened her mouth, these old men who were noisy like ducks.
It was as if someone had grabbed his neck.
The entire living room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop!
Everyone seemed to have been frozen.
Everyone widened their eyes and stared at Xiang Xiaoyuan on the television.
Although he didn't know much about opera, Wang Xiaobao knew that the person was probably singing Beijing opera.
He finished singing.
In any case, he personally felt that there was nothing good to hear.
It was slow and long, and she did not understand what it was singing.
She just felt that this was a good voice. Her voice was bright and crisp.
However, these old men seemed to have gone crazy.
The first sentence fell.
"Good!"
It was as if everyone had discussed it beforehand, and his "okay" was almost deafening.
Then, he looked at these old men.
It was as if he had used his entire life to shout that out.
Especially his great-grandfather.
After shouting, her face turned red.
He was shaking with all his might.
It seemed that he had shouted too loudly just now, so he could not help but cough.
However, he had to suppress his coughing.
It was as if he was afraid that he could not hear the next sentence clearly.
On the TV, Xiang Xiaoyuan sang a total of eight lines!
This group of old men shouted eight times in unison in the middle!
Other than that, the excited and fanatical expressions of these old men made Wang Xiaobao even more puzzled.
To be honest.
Last time, he saw many people with such expressions.
That was when a top idol went to his school for an event.
The fans of the so-called idols were shouting and shouting.
But to be honest.
Although he didn't know much about singing.
However, Xiang Xiaoyuan's eyes were really too lively.
Furthermore, the movements of the fan and hands were pleasing to the eye.
But even so.
This group of old men wouldn't make such a commotion that they were about to tear down the house.
Wang Xiaobao had also heard his great-grandfather and the ancestors discussing.
He knew about Little Boss Xiao.
Could it really be as his great-grandfather had said?
This Xiang Xiaoyuan used to sing the famous Little Boss Xiao?
Obviously, only the elders in the room knew about this.
If Little Boss Xiao had such a great influence in the past…
Would all the old fans in the country be so fanatical when they found out about this?？？
At that time…
If Xiang Xiaoyuan held a concert... no, it was a show.
Wouldn't a bunch of old men have to use crutches to cheer?
That scene…
It was too beautiful for Wang Xiaobao to imagine.
"I have nothing to do ~~ In the watchtower ~~ I'll play my zither ~~"
The ninth sentence…
Wang Xiaobao silently said in his heart,"Okay!"”
As expected, the next moment!
"Good!"
These old men are starting again!
After the call, the room immediately returned to silence.
There was only the sound of Jinghu on TV…
…………
Three minutes ago.
In a luxurious neighborhood.
A teenage girl was holding her phone with the speaker on.
What was playing on the phone was the current popular program, Yearning.
At this moment, the sound coming out of the phone was Xiang Xiaoyuan, who she hated the most. She was wailing at the top of her lungs.
She tapped on the screen and a bullet comment was sent.
It's really unpleasant to hear. What is this thing? I don't understand it either. Hurry up and get my Kunkun to come.
The reason why she hated Xiang Xiaoyuan was because she was so angry.
It was because he had stolen the position of his idol, Li Mengkun!
But at this moment.
Grandpa, who was supposed to be cleaning the kitchen.
However, she did not know when he had appeared beside her.
She looked at her phone screen in surprise and shock.
She said in a trembling voice," Niu Niu…who…who sang this?”
The girl called Niu Niu turned around.
She said impatiently," Aiya, this is a variety show. You don't understand.”
The old man smiled and said patiently," Niu Niu, why don't I understand?"
This was an empty city stratagem, an old trick of the Horse Sect.
Her singing was really interesting, like Matsu's…
Just tell Grandpa."
She heard her grandfather praise that person for singing well.
The girl was furious." What's so good about it? It's so unpleasant! Who likes to listen to this stupid thing!"
After saying that, he turned his phone off to silent mode.
However, the old man was helpless and anxious." You child…just let me hear it for a while."
He could just let his grandfather take a look and see who it was…
Didn't Grandpa buy your phone for you?”
The girl turned off her phone and threw it on the table." You can adjust it yourself!”
" Grandpa won't…" The old man said sadly.
" If you don't know who to blame!!!" the girl said loudly.
She had just finished shouting.
A middle-aged man walked out of the study.
"Pa!"
He slapped the girl…
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