Liu Yun said: "Yes, this is what you personally prepared Young Master Xu?" ”

Xu Heng said with understanding, of course, he pretended to be pure and ignorant and said: "Yes, this is my favorite food, although it is a roadside stall, it tastes really good." ”

"That's really a coincidence, Xiyue also bought it on the side of the road last time, it shouldn't be in the same place, is this considered a good idea." Liu Yun said that she had done her part, and no more could she be.

Xu Heng said in surprise: "It can't be such a coincidence, I bought it from Lao Li, what about you, Xiyue?" ”

The acting is really good, Xiyue said: "I don't remember, just buy it." ”

"Oh, then you can taste it and see how it tastes." Xu Heng said.

"I said I wasn't hungry."

"Then you taste this tea, it's freshly picked and very fragrant."

"Let it go, I'm not thirsty right now."

Xiyue is really annoying Xu Heng, just like a woman. But fortunately, the play started, and Xu Heng also stopped his rambling.

Today's repertoire is "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers", Mei Lanfang's early work. This is not very famous among his many works, and the most famous in later generations is probably "The Drunken Concubine". Thinking of this, Xi Yue suddenly had an idea, and it became stronger and stronger, so strong that Xi Yue's heart accelerated. If this idea does come to fruition, will there be a more beautiful spark being struck?

Xi Yue was still thinking that the goddess played by Mei Lanfang had already appeared, and she immediately won the applause of the house. Mei Lanfang's appearance is really good-looking, Fanghua is peerless, with a smile and a smile, every move, showing the grace of a woman. Xiyue feels that Mei Lanfang was born for opera and anti-strings. His beauty is no longer the graceful appearance and posture that is shown, but the beauty that goes deep into the bones, the beauty revealed from the inside out. That's why he can convince so many old opera fans, and only then can he convince those foreigners who don't understand opera.

That one turned around, that one looked back, all of them were all overwhelmed, Xiyue felt that even the most beautiful woman could not be like Master Mei Lanfang, charming but not vulgar, delicate but not pretentious. The woman's water-like posture is vividly reflected in Mei Lanfang.

Mei Lanfang's singing voice is also very unique, mellow and fluent, and her timbre is extremely pure and full, which is very in line with the identity of the goddess. As a fairy, Xi Yue is also a face control and perfectionist, and she appreciates Master Mei Lanfang's performance very much, which can be seen to be wonderful in this performance. But this is not Mei Lanfang's highest level, as time passes, he will eventually reach the peak.

"The Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers" is the most exquisite performer's singing and dancing ability, and the body must be closely combined with the rhythm of the singing voice from the content of the lyrics, and the body must be closely combined with the rhythm of the singing voice. Mei Lanfang mastered it very well, grasped the rhythm better, and did not make a single mistake.

There is a ribbon dance in this scene, Mei Lanfang dances really beautiful, like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon, more feminine than a woman. The clothes are flying, and they are really like fairies among flowers. Even if you watch a play, you need to applaud. But at this moment, everyone was lost in this beautiful dance, and the theater became so quiet, only the sound of the drums, and the sound of his dance.

Old artists are old artists, and they speak by their work. They dedicate everything to art and endure all the hardships just to give the world the most beautiful enjoyment. Instead of thinking like the future generations, although it looks enjoyable, but that's it, they haven't started the art of acting yet.

"Okay."

"Okay."

After singing a paragraph, the audience applauded continuously, and the applause overshadowed the music on the stage. The audience has been practicing hard for many years, for the sake of art, and for the applause of the audience at this moment. Those who have not experienced it may not know, but those who have been practicing hard in the audience for many years are eager and fond of such friendship and applause. This kind of affirmation makes them feel worthwhile and happy, and everything is not in vain.

Xiyue also applauded, drumming very carefully, for the idol drum, for the wonderful performance drum, for the spiritual drumming of the old artists, and for their hard work and perseverance. Xu Heng is the number one little fan of Xiyue, of course, he will follow whatever Xiyue does, of course, it is not all with Xiyue, he also cheers for this play from the bottom of his heart. Liu Yun is a veteran drama fan, and she is very excited to see such a wonderful scene. Xi Yue could see that she had been a fan of Master Mei at the moment. Then again, there are a few people who like drama, and those who have listened to Master Mei's drama can not be fanned.

"It's a good song. After listening to this play, I realized that I had listened to it in vain. Young Master Xu, I really want to thank you, otherwise I would have missed such a good show. Liu Yun calmed down her mood and thanked Xu Heng during the free time.

Of course, Xu Heng was modest, he said: "You are too polite, and I am also glad that if I hadn't invited you to come, maybe I would have missed this play myself." Speaking of which, I still thank you for the blessing of being fortunate enough to hear such a good show. ”

Xiyue really can't listen to it, it's so shameless. But Liu Yun was very interested in this, and praised Xu Hengzui Tian for being able to speak.

The play continued to open, becoming more and more exciting, and the applause off the stage became more and more enthusiastic. People who are born to perform, the more flat the reaction from the audience, the harder they perform, and the more enthusiastic the response from the audience, the more desperate they are. Mei Lanfang is like this, her condition is getting better and better, and she will firmly grasp your mind when she raises her hand and waves her sleeves.

Everyone thinks that the performance will end perfectly, but some people are not satisfied with perfection, and destruction is his nature. When everyone was immersed in the play, a gunshot rang out, which frightened everyone. Many people panicked, spilled tea and snacks, and some people had already burrowed under the table.

What is the highest level of performance, I have forgotten everything in heaven and earth, I only remember that I am that character, I don't know everything in the outside world, I only know what this character is going to experience. Mei Lanfang is like this, even if the audience is frightened and the drumbeat has stopped, he is still alone on the stage, interpreting her life.

Xi Yue has no effect, the performance is still continuing, then she is still an audience. What is the responsibility of the audience, is to watch other people's performances completely, this is the most basic quality, at least Xi Yue thinks so. Liu Yun is a traditional woman, but she is also a strong woman. I've experienced more frightens than this before, and there's nothing to be afraid of. Although I panicked, I didn't panic yet. Xu Heng is a man, so it's a little better. But there was a woman there, so he couldn't help but worry a little, and got up to greet Xiyue and Liu Yun.

"Mrs. Lin, Xiyue, are you all right?" Xu Heng asked worriedly, they were brought out by him, can something happen.

Liu Yun said: "I'm fine. ”

Xi Yue didn't answer, her expression was indifferent, and she was still watching the performance of the person on the stage. At that moment, Xu Heng forgot something, looking at the peerless voice on the field, he lost his mind for a while, what kind of persistence and realm can he do this.

However, Xu Heng's sanity was still there, and when he saw that Xiyue was fine, he ordered someone to protect Xiyue and Liu Yun. Poke your head out and see what's going on.

It turned out that it was a runner who accidentally spilled wine, and the Japanese didn't know what they were angry about, so they killed the runner with one shot, and blood flowed all over the ground, but no one stood up to say a word, a little bit just a matter of concern and deep fear.

And the Japanese man felt as if he had done something elegant, and he thought he was smiling gracefully, holding a white handkerchief, and gently wiping the pistol that had just taken a fresh life. It was disgusting.