Grandpa Liu Lan and Leader Feng were sitting on several chairs in the auditorium that had been arranged in advance in front of the stage. Each of them was holding a cup of hot tea in a paper cup, leaning back on the chair and sitting loosely.

If there is a small table in front of the two of them and some peanuts, melon seeds and refreshments are placed on the small table, it will be like a classic scene of the old man chatting at the entrance of the village.

Just as Jiang Qi was feeling regretful, Liu Lan came with a big bag of melon seeds.

"Grandpa, I didn't see peanuts, only melon seeds, and they were all watermelon seeds. Can your dentures knock them?"

Grandpa Liu Lan glared at his troubled granddaughter angrily: "My teeth are fine. I can knock them in two or three times. What dentures are, aren't they just a few fillings?"

"Just be tough, grandma will definitely scold you later if she sees her." Liu Lan grabbed a large handful of watermelon seeds with a smile, passed Jiang Qi and gave half a handful to Feng Ling and then half to Qin Can, and walked to Qin

Chan sat down in front of the chair on the right.

"What did you just say?" Grandpa Liu Lan was interrupted by Liu Lan, and for a moment he forgot what he had just said.

"Speaking of the downturn in the city theater troupe." Feng Ling reminded.

"Yes." Grandpa Liu Lan nodded, "I have told you a long time ago that there are no gangsters in the city troupe, and you can't join the staff. There are only a few performances a year. If you hope to make a living by performing in the city troupe, you might as well apply for a job as a ticket collector.

Maybe the monthly salary of someone checking tickets is higher than yours."

Leader Feng smiled bitterly: "I don't dare to climb up to others to check tickets. They are organized."

"Sometimes I think about changing careers. Our theater troupe is in a slump, but the drama troupe is actually pretty good, at least better than the symphony orchestra next door. The drama troupe can also have so many performances a year, and it's better to be a teacher than us.

By enrolling students, I can barely make ends meet."

"How difficult is it?" Grandpa Liu Lan said with a look on his face: "I think you are exaggerating." "It wasn't so difficult when your father accepted apprentices and taught people."

"How long ago did that happen?" Leader Feng cried out, "Mr. Pei, I'm already 50 years old! It was more than 40 years ago when my father accepted his disciples, let alone 40 years ago, even if we push it forward 20 years

The classes I held at the Children's Palace recruited more students than I do now."

"The Children's Palace in this city has been closed for almost 10 years."

"Ah?" Grandpa Liu Lan looked shocked and turned to look at Liu Lan, who was eating melon seeds with gusto. "The Children's Palace is closed? So Lan Lan, where did you learn to be a broadcaster?"

"In the training class given by the teacher...Grandpa, you don't think I learned it in the Children's Palace, right? I learned Pipa in the Children's Palace, but that was all when I was 6 years old.

The Children's Palace in the city disappeared when I was in junior high school."

"Grandpa, your information is too backward." Liu Lan complained.

"So, Master Feng, do you have any apprentices?" Jiang Qi began to inquire.

For some reason, Class Leader Feng was suddenly amused by Jiang Qi's words. He laughed a few times: "Xiao Jiang... right? Don't be like Mr. Pei in class Leader Feng. I haven't heard this title for many years."

, I’m not a serious opera troupe leader, so just call me Boss Feng. If it doesn’t work, Teacher Feng will do. By the way, Xiao Jiang, are you interested in learning to sing? I opened an opera training class in the city, 49

You can experience a class for 1 yuan.”

Jiang Qi:……

Jiang Qi really didn't expect that even at the age of 25, he would still be promoted to opera training classes.

He seems to have such a talent for learning singing. Isn’t it too late to start at the age of 25?

"Isn't your class closed?" Grandpa Liu Lan questioned.

"Where did you hear this from the gossip again? My training class has moved to another location. The rent in the previous place was too expensive and I couldn't afford it. If I continue to open it, I will really go bankrupt. I have to move to a cheaper location in the suburbs."

"By the way, Xiao Jiang, you just asked me if I had an apprentice, right? Of course I have an apprentice, that one is." Leader Feng pointed at a man who looked to be in his thirties and was busy moving things around. His energy is not inferior to that of Shen Liang's man.

"This apprentice of mine has been learning opera from me since he was a child. He has been a teacher for eight years, and he has had tea and kowtows." Leader Feng looked proud, "The other one is my own son, who also learned opera from a young age, etc. I have to go on stage next time. I should be changing my clothes and putting on makeup now. I’ll show you later.”

As he said that, Leader Feng sighed with emotion: "Actually, I have a lot of apprentices, six in total. Now these two are the only ones who are still singing, and one of them is my own son. ."

"When my father handed the troupe to me, there were still more than 20 people in the troupe. Now it will be my turn to hand it over to the two of them in a few years. I don't know how many people will be left."

"You are already doing very well." Feng Ling consoled him, "Your son is learning opera from you, and you can be considered a successor."

"The leader of the opera troupe I worked for before was also named Feng. His son was studying normally and did not learn to sing. Now that the opera troupe has disbanded, I have gone out to find other jobs."

"Ah? Has his son made a career out of studying?" Class Leader Feng asked curiously, wanting to hear the results of his peers who made another choice.

Feng Ling thought for a while: "You are quite promising. After graduation, you will join the government as a civil servant."

Or the founding fathers!

Jiang Qi added in his heart.

"What a great civil servant!" Class Leader Feng's face was full of yearning.

Grandpa Liu Lan looked at Feng Ling with a smile: "Girl Feng, are you also learning to sing?"

Feng Ling said with a smile: "Yes, I learned opera from my master when I was 4 years old. I sang on stage from the age of 11 until I was 16. Later, the opera troupe collapsed and I stopped singing."

"Grandpa, Feng Ling's singing is so good. In your words, it's like an oriole singing!"

"How about, Feng Ling, sing a piece for Leader Feng and Grandpa Pei now and let them comment?" Jiang Qi gave Feng Ling a hint with a wild wink.

Feng Ling expressed that she had received it, thought about it, cleared her throat and sang a familiar line casually, which was also Wang Xinghua's favorite song.

"The birds in the trees are in pairs..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Grandpa Liu Lan’s eyes lit up.

"Green waters and green mountains bring smiles..." Since there was no one to sing along, Feng Ling also sang Dong Yong's lyrics.

Leader Feng’s eyes also lit up.

"From now on I will no longer suffer the pain of slavery..."

Very good. From this sentence onwards, Jiang Qi has never heard of it. His understanding of the fairy match is limited to the first two sentences.

Feng Ling didn't sing much, and stopped singing when the love between husband and wife was both bitter and sweet.

As soon as the sound stopped, Liu Lan and Qin Can applauded Mianzi crazily, and even Grandpa Liu Lan clapped a few times. Leader Feng also joined in after Grandpa Liu Lan applauded, and his face turned red with excitement.

The four people were stunned and created a continuous effect.

"Singing well!" Grandpa Liu Lan looked at Feng Ling with bright eyes, wishing she could sing again.

Feng Ling's singing voice just now was not loud, but it was very penetrating. Even the son of Team Leader Feng who had just put on his makeup on the prop car heard it and came over after hearing the sound.

"Dad, was it you who performed it outside or was it sung by a real person?" The upper body of the costume, wig and headdress have also been completed, and Boss Feng's son who does not deserve to have a name in full makeup asked carefully holding the hem of the clothes.

Boss Feng looked at his son and then at Feng Ling: "Qinghua, are you a perfect match for the first play?"

"Yes, Dad, I sang Dong Yong, did you forget?"

"When you come and talk to this girl, treat it as a rehearsal. Be serious and don't be perfunctory."

Feng Qinghua looked at Feng Ling. Although he didn't understand his father's intention, he felt that Leader Feng might just ask him to show off on a whim. His father had done this kind of thing before. He nodded and walked to Feng Ling to start discussing.

Act out that part.

If I had to act, it would be natural to act as before, but just now Feng Ling was purely singing, and now he is singing and acting.

The two of them discussed it.

In addition to those who were putting on makeup, other people in the troupe gathered around to watch as if they were watching the fun. Even a few children with the props were brought over, and the audience suddenly increased.

Feng Qinghua was afraid that Feng Ling would be nervous, so he comforted her in a low voice.

Feng Ling smiled and said nothing.

"The birds in the trees are in pairs..."

It’s still the same lyrics, and it’s still the same person singing the lyrics, but the feeling has all changed.

Obviously they were not standing on the stage, but on the flat ground below the stage. The ground was not made of cement, but a dirt road mixed with pebbles, but the two people seemed to be standing on a shining stage, under the spotlight.

It was obviously Feng Qinghua who was wearing full makeup, and Feng Ling was even wearing a down vest, but Feng Ling had indeed become the well-deserved focus, the protagonist, and the real pillar.

You can't miss any of her movements or expressions. You won't dislike the babbling lyrics, you will just feel that the voice is gentle and sweet, and you feel that Feng Lingzhen has a profound foundation. Wearing this outfit on stage can make her the center of attention.

, a well-deserved pillar.

As long as other people are on the same stage with her, they will become her foil.

Jiang Qi couldn't even tell for a moment whether Feng Ling could sing so well on his own or whether it was because of the blessing of skills that he could be so amazing.

The pillar of the stage (as the pillar of the Feng family class and the popular Little Bailing in the provincial capital, Feng Guihua is a well-deserved pillar as long as she stands on the stage, making every audience who watches the performance worth their money)

It is indeed worth the fare. This section alone makes Jiang Qi think it is worth taking the car all the way here.

"You and I are like mandarin ducks, flying together in the world."

Finish.

"Wow!"

"Wuhu!"

Liu Lan and Qin Can from the atmosphere group applauded wildly. Liu Lan was worthy of her professionalism in broadcasting and hosting. Her tone of voice was very natural and not abrupt at all.

After putting on her makeup and not putting on her wig or changing her clothes, the actress, who was still wearing a down jacket, put her hands in her pockets and stared at Feng Ling with a serious look: "Oh my God, where did Lao Feng find this?"

Master, will I lose my job in a few days?"

I heard it, today she sang Seven Fairies.

"It's okay, such a young and talented actor should be a professional, and Lao Feng can't afford it. The money we make for a day's performance is probably not enough for others to perform. There may not be many in the provincial troupe who can sing better than this." Colleague.
To be continued...