Chapter 678

After receiving the "information" provided by Fu Chen, Jing Hanchuan stayed up all night to study it. He knew what he liked. It was not difficult for him to invest in it. The difficult thing was

He couldn't even see the Xu family.

Mr. Xu didn't care. He just said that Xu Yao could not avoid a fierce battle when he saw himself.

And last time he

And he had one eye swollen.

It's not easy to please them.

Jing Hanchuan kneaded his forehead, especially when he thought of Xu Yao, his brain began to ache inexplicably.

But when we first met at Fu Sinian's wedding, he didn't look him in the eye, but now he wants to stick it?

If you do anything, you can't be happy for a moment.

At this time, he can only place his hope on Fu Chen to book a wedding banquet. Previously, he was against the Fu family's arrangement of them at the same table with the Xu family. Now he is afraid that he will specially instruct Fu Shen to give him more opportunities to communicate with the Xu family.

*

A few days after Fu Chen visited the Beijing and Xu families, the new drama of Liyuan was also arranged.

At that time, before the public performance, Sheng Aiyi specially invited the Fu family old lady to attend the opera, accompanied by song Fengwan.

Song Fengwan has just finished two exams, and there are still more than two days to prepare for the next exam. However, she has a solid foundation in this course. She just needs to review a little, and she is not in a hurry to review.

Originally, he went to Fu's old house to have a meal. Huaisheng was there at that time. He had finished his final exam a few days ago and stayed in Fu's house for two days. After lunch, Fu Shen sent him back to the mountain.

In fact, going out is also a disguised form of diplomacy.

Those ladies and wives in the circle are really very few opera fans and fans. It's just that they have such an occasion to know more people. Many of their friendship and connections are facilitated by the strength of their wives.

Song Feng is late, even if he is young, it is good to know more people.

"Qionghua, wanwan, you will go to the pear garden with me later." The old lady said with a smile.

Fu Chen likes to listen to opera. Although song Fengwan was influenced by it and listened to it, he didn't know anything about it.

However, sun Qionghua refused with a smile, "I won't go. I have to go to the hotel later to help the third man confirm the venue problem, so I can go late."

She is always shrewd. The old lady takes song Fengwan to get to know people. Naturally, she won't join in the fun.

"Stay with me that night." The old lady didn't give her a chance to refuse.

By the time she arrived at the pear garden, Sheng Aiyi had already sat down with a group of ladies and chatted with them. Seeing the old ladies coming, she got up one after another.

The fact that the old lady can bring song Fengwan out is actually a kind of disguised affirmation of her status in the Fu family. After people introduced each other, they almost praised song Fengwan.

Song Fengwan knew that these were just polite words, but some exaggerations made her feel embarrassed.

"Look, the child is shy. He is still young." People are joking.

Fortunately, the new play of Liyuan began soon.

Song Fengwan sat quietly beside the old lady, singing, reciting, doing and fighting. She couldn't understand all kinds of dramas. Listening to their communication, she occasionally nodded and echoed.

Because the new play has a lot of new people, there are two a-corners in many plays. They play in the first half and the second half respectively. It depends on who is more brilliant, and the decision is naturally in the hands of the old lady.

The losers can only be reduced to the b-corner. Only when the a-corner can't perform, can they appear on the stage.

Song Fengwan's mobile phone vibrated. She said to the old lady, "I'll take a call."

"The third one?" The old lady frowned.

Song Fengwan nodded embarrassed.

This boy didn't like to stick to others when he was a child. How can he grow up and stick to his daughter-in-law? How long has he been separated.

"Go on, don't go out. It's cold outside." The old lady said.

"I know."

……

Song Fengwan walks out with her mobile phone. The sound of Beijing Opera on the stage is too loud, and the sound of gongs and drums is even louder. She tries to find a quiet corner. Although the old lady says not to go out, she still goes around to the backyard.

On both sides of the courtyard at the back of the pear garden, there are many instruments used for the training of ordinary Peking Opera actors. The red plums in the garden are full of branches. They are very beautiful, and the whole garden is full of faint fragrance of plums.

She found a place to shelter from the wind and then called Fu Chen back.

"Did you send Huaisheng to the mountain?"

Song Fengwan thought of the little monk Huaisheng and couldn't help laughing.

He can't keep up with his schoolwork, so every time Fu Shen helps him hold a parents' meeting, he will be called by the teacher in public.

Huaisheng is also aggrieved. After all, learning this thing can not be improved in one day.

Fu Chen saw his grievance and was not easy to criticize. Finally, he bought him milk tea and coaxed him to tell him.

"In fact, compared with before, you should work hard and continue to refuel."

I'm not happy with song Fengwan.

"Well, Huaisheng should stay in the mountains for a few days. Later, his uncle will come and take him home." Huaisheng now goes home every Spring Festival.

"When will you be back?" Song Fengwan lowered his head and kicked the ground, which made the snow sink.

"I'll go back after three o'clock and play chess with master Pudu."

……

They chatted at will and hung up for about ten minutes.

When she was about to leave, she saw two girls in the same clothes coming face to face. They were all pearls and hairpins, pink faces and lips, and green sleeves. The only way to distinguish them was their height, face shape and eyes.

Seems to be arguing about something.

"I'll give you the first half of the play. How can you make the role like that? I can't take it down at all."

"Elder martial sister, I just guess the role according to my own idea."

"You can think of no one else as you think?" A woman's voice is clear and melodious, and she is domineering, which makes people uncomfortable.

"Shifu also said that the emotion of acting depends on myself. I think that's how I understand the characters."

"Master can only rely on feeling, you just follow the rules, don't go too far! If I didn't fight for you, could you share the same role with me? Do you want to step on me now? It's my role. "

……

The girl hung her head and finally faltered and said, "elder martial sister, I'm sorry."

It's said that actors and actresses are all over the world. In order to compete for roles, there are many things that they fight openly and secretly. What's more, it's too difficult for Beijing opera to become a famous actor.

"Long song, why are you still here? The next play is your turn." A man in a grey gown came out to urge the audience.

"Good." The girl who has just been domineering is another style at once.

"Oh, Miss Song, why are you here? Just now the old lady is looking for you everywhere. How did you come out? It's cold outside. You can sit inside."

The man's eyes were sharp. At a glance, he saw song Fengwan hiding in one place.

She wanted to wait for these two people to leave before she went back. At this time, she was found and could only come out. The girl named Changge didn't expect that Song Feng was late, and she didn't know how much she heard. Her pupils were in a trance.

"I'm... Lost." Song Fengwan was also embarrassed.

Does this opera singer have such good eyes that she can see when she hides so tightly?

"I'll take you there." The man led song Fengwan back with a smile, "there are many corridors in this garden. You don't come here often. It's normal to get lost..."

But the two singers left behind, looking at each other, had a completely different situation.

**

After Song Feng went back late, the old lady looked at her and said, "where are you? Your face is red with cold."

"I went out for a walk."

The old lady held her hand and covered it in her palm. "It's cold."

"Nothing."

Before Song Feng's late years, he studied fine arts in senior high school. In winter, he used to wash his pen in cold water. His hand was already very hardy.

"Here we go." She pointed to the platform.

At this time, Qingyi was just a domineering woman. At this time, there were less than ten people sitting on the stage, which was like an examination.

She didn't know how much song Fengwan had heard. She suddenly saw that she pointed at herself. She was inexplicably guilty, and a sound went away.

She thought song Fengwan was talking to the old lady.

Inexplicably flustered.

The bottom is full of drama fans, and they immediately recognize the flaws inside.

"Ai Yi, it's a long song. I can't play it today." Someone said.

Sheng Aiyi smiles and doesn't speak.

Song Fengwan then learned from others that this Qingyi is called Yin Changge, which is outstanding among a group of new comers. Because people are beautiful and have solid basic skills, many of them are her fans.

He is also famous in the circle.

Song Fengwan pursed his lips. No wonder he was just domineering. He turned out to be a corner.

Even though she played steadily in the back, the flaws in the opening had left a deep impression on people, so it was time for the final vote.

Although the old lady didn't express her opinion, the votes for the two roles were even.

The decision-making power fell to the old lady in an instant.

"I have a big responsibility." The old lady has been hesitating because she thinks that both of them are flawed and flawed.

However, in order to make up for the opening mistakes, Yan Changsheng used too much force, and people of her age always felt uncomfortable.

Her ambition is completely reflected in her singing.

She thought a little, "I'll take the first."

Song Fengwan looked up at the two people on the stage. The girl obviously didn't expect that she would become a-corner. She was overjoyed and said thank you.

In addition, the girl also bent down to thank, only from her rigid body can see that the bottom of her heart is not convinced.

The role was supposed to be her, and the girl might be the foil. It is estimated that no one can think of this reversal, and even the musician in charge of the music beside was stunned for a few seconds.

Sheng Aiyi's face was calm and he looked down and ate the preserved fruit. It seemed that he was not surprised by the result.

At about four o'clock, all the plays were finished.

"I'll see you out, old lady." Because it's winter, although it's only four o'clock, it's already gray. Sheng Aiyi smiles and sends the old lady and song Fengwan out of the pear garden.

But he was stopped on the way.

"Master."

Rao is wearing makeup on his face, and song Fengwan knows the voice.

"I think you have something else to do. Let's go first." The old lady took song Fengwan to the door.

Sheng Aiyi then looked at the person who blocked his eyes in front of him, "what's the matter?"

"Master, about that character..."

"The role has been finalized."

"But it wasn't decided before. Is this my role? When I started... "

"You don't know what level of performance you have today? Do I have to pick out your flaws? I mean, you're stable, you're sure of the role, you compare yourself with the previous state

"If you don't sing well, you just don't sing well. Don't make excuses."

Sheng Aiyi has an indescribable seriousness about the profession he loves.

"Don't say it's someone else who robbed you of your role. Even if there is only one a-corner today, I'd rather take this play away than use you."

"No role belongs to anyone. You should reflect on it when you go back. Don't make it to the end. You can't even make a b-corner."

She has always been strict with this aspect of teaching, and she is very angry.

If she had not painted thick oil powder at this time, I'm afraid she would have no face.

Sheng Aiyi had high hopes for her. Obviously, she was too disappointed to leave today.

**

When she got home, she was still a little depressed.

But seeing her son, Sheng Aiyi became more agitated.

He did not know where to get all kinds of tea. He was making tea, observing the color and taste of tea. There were more than 30 cups of hot tea on the table.

Now the boy doesn't play fish, but drinks tea instead?

It's all old people's style.

Sheng Aiyi has no choice but to have a silly son.

Fu Shen is busy getting engaged. He's all good friends. Duan Linbai knows how to make money. He's at home all day.