Chapter 281 Li Qian's Singing Skills

Smoke curled up.

The middle hall of the Shuntian Peking Opera Theater is said to be the main hall with a corridor built in the early Shun Dynasty. At this moment, the door is opened in the middle. There are three incense tables in the main hall, offering wine, offering melons and fruits, and hanging three portraits on it. The figure in the middle is dressed in a yellow python robe. He is Li Longji, Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty, who is also the ancestor of Liyuan. ", that is, Cheng Changgeng's great-grandson, Cheng Nianhuai.

Mr. Cheng Yunshan sat on the left side of the incense table, with his back straight and his face dignified.

The contemporary leaders of the famous schools of Peking Opera in Beijing, several old acquaintances of Mr. Cheng Yunshan, several leaders of the National Peking Opera Theater and Shuntian Peking Opera Theatre, all seventeen disciples of Mr. Cheng, the cultural circles and the Cheng School, and Mr. Cheng Several related people with quite a long history stood on both sides to watch the ceremony. A few seniors who are older than Cheng Yunshan have seats.

The third-generation disciples of the contemporary Cheng School, down to ten-year-old children, up to disciples who have already started to take the stage, are all dressed in formal attire and stand outside the threshold.

The ones who are going to enter today are the second-generation disciples. Compared with them, of course they are still outside the threshold.

Fang Shaobai, the chief disciple of Cheng Pai, stood in the middle, and said in a loud voice: "Once you enter our door, you should know the rules: first, you must not be disrespectful to the king, relatives and teachers of heaven and earth; second, you must not disobey the laws of the country; Virtue, you should dislike it; four, those who smoke heavily are called Fushou Gao and Happy Pill, which will damage my health and should not be contaminated; five...six...seven...Li Qian, do you know it?"

Li Qian bowed his head, "I know."

Fang Shaobai asked: "Can you abide by it?"

Li Qian nodded, "Yes."

Fang Shaobai said: "Good. You can enter my door!... Shangxiang!"

A silver-haired old man started, took three lit incense sticks from a young disciple who was in charge of offering incense candles, walked slowly two steps trembling, and stretched out his hand to pass the incense. Li Qiangong took it, raised it to the tip of his nose, straightened his heart, straightened his eyes, straightened his nose, bowed his head, and knelt down.

Three incense sticks, held high above the top.

Fang Shaobai took the incense and transferred it to Li Zhixuan, who took the place of Anxiang.

Li Qian kowtowed like three.

Fang Shaobai said: "You can get up."

Li Qian got up and stood up.

Fang Shaobai said: "Take the precept."

Next to it, a disciple of the Cheng school handed over a prop commonly used in the play—a wooden lacquered knife.

Fang Shaobai took the saber in his hand and said, "Li Qian, accept the three precepts!"

Li Qian stretched out his right hand.

The knife in Fang Shaobai's hand snapped down.

The corner of Li Qian's mouth twitched.

In the current age, the so-called school rules and regulations have already been relaxed, and many times it is just a formality to show that the old rules have not been lost or forgotten. Getting started is a way to give a new disciple a shot at the horse, and let him know that the rules of the school are not just for fun, but they are often just a symbolic point, and there will be no real pain at all. But Mr. Cheng Yunshan always beats his apprentices for real.

Although Fang Shaobai had said in advance that he would pay attention when the time came, and try to make a sound so that the old man could hear it without causing too much pain, but even so, it still hurts!

However, Li Qian just moved the corners of his mouth, but his palms were still held high and did not move.

"Snapped"!

"Snapped"!

Fang Shaobai handed back the restraint tools, and turned to look at Cheng Yunshan who was sitting on the chair.

Cheng Yunshan nodded, so Fang Shaobai said: "Li Qian, you can bow three times to see the master."

According to Fang Shaobai's instructions in advance, Li Qian did not turn around to face Cheng Yunshan, but was still facing the incense table, saluting and kowtowing in an orderly manner.

After three kowtows, Fang Shaobai smiled and said, "Licheng, please get up!"

Li Qian stood up.

It wasn't until this time that old master Cheng Yunshan stood up. A disciple handed over an extremely exquisite wooden box. The old man took it over, walked up to Li Qian, and said, "You have already entered my school. I am a teacher. I will give you a box." Meet and greet."

Li Qian took it.

Cheng Yunshan said: "Open it and have a look."

Many people stood on tiptoe to look this way.

Li Qian opened the box in response, but saw a feather fan inside.

Many people looked a little dazed, and even in the lobby, they couldn't help but feel a little commotion.

The old man said sternly: "As we all know, the ancestors of the family kept taboo on Nianhuai, and they have always been known as 'playing with Zhuge'. Unfortunately, the Zhuge feather fan passed down by him was destroyed by the war a hundred years ago. This feather fan, I have been on stage for more than forty years. I have been using it all the time, and I will give it to you today, I hope you will keep it in your heart, and work hard to promote my Chinese opera culture, and work hard to promote my Beijing opera culture!"

From the commotion in the lobby just now, Li Qian knew that the meaning of this feather fan was a bit heavy, but he bowed immediately and said, "Thank you, master. I would like to inherit the ambition of the master."

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Mr. Cheng opened the mountain gate again, which is certainly not a small matter for the Beijing opera circle. Therefore, even though the entire ceremony may only take tens of minutes from beginning to end, many people even had to fly over from thousands of miles away to watch the ceremony, and some figures of the older generation also rushed over one after another.

At the end of the ceremony, Fang Shaobai took Li Qian to meet the elders and fellow disciples one by one.

With so many people, in a short while, to be honest, Li Qian only remembered a few key points, and the others were at best familiar.

Then, at noon, there was a party arranged by Fang Shaobai.

Everyone was a busy person, and after the banquet ended, they quickly left each other.

And after going through this whole set of tedious procedures, Li Qian can be regarded as formally worshiping under Mr. Cheng Yunshan's sect, becoming his eighteenth disciple.

However, when dealing with Li Qian, the old man is obviously not as strict as he was with those disciples who were young. The two parties only agreed that Li Qian would devote two and a half days a week to study drama. According to the current class schedule, this time is tentatively set on every Wednesday afternoon and every Saturday morning.

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"Hey... eh... eh..."

"Um... um... um..."

"Ah... ah... ah..."

There were constant voices coming from the practice room. Outside the room, Liao Liao and Qi Jie looked at each other, looking very helpless.

Qi Jie rubbed her brows in distress, "Is he... possessed?"

Liao Liao shook his head, sat cross-legged on the sofa with no gestures, peeled and ate lychees, spit out the pits while eating, and said, "I don't know, anyway, I don't like to listen to Beijing opera."

Qi Jie couldn't help but asked again: "Is he like this every day recently?"

This time it was Liao Liao's turn to be surprised, "What if it's not like this? Don't I also hang my voice every day? Singing and singing are both singing. Of course, the voice is important. Even when he didn't learn opera, he would get up early and hang his voice. !"

Qi Jie pouted, speechless.

But after a while, he glanced at the practice room over there, and leaned over with a gossipy face, snatched a lychee that Liao Liao had peeled and stuffed it into his mouth, and then asked in a low voice: "You two...he often comes here live?"

Liao Liao peeled another one, and whispered: "He probably hasn't touched his little girlfriend yet, and he didn't dare to go there for fear of being caught by reporters, so he went back to accompany his eldest wife on Friday and Saturday." , weekends to Thursdays, all here!"

Qi Jie raised her eyebrows, said nothing, grabbed two lychees and sat back to peel them.

Liao Liao glanced at her and felt something was wrong, so he asked, "You came so early, what's the matter?"

Qi Jie finished peeling one lychee and stuffed it into her mouth, sighed, threw the rest back, clapped her hands, took her briefcase, and said helplessly: "Sister Runqing's concert is almost done, now I'm We almost finalized the guest list, and then, there are some company matters..."

While talking, she took out a stack of documents, and Liao Liao quickly waved her hands, "I'm not his wife, so don't read it to me! Wait for him to finish hanging his throat later, and you read it to him. I don't care about that!"

Qi Jie put down the document helplessly, and looked at her, "What do you think you are lazy? He's okay, although he's not doing his job properly, he's learning something anyway, look at you, there are not many reporters in front of the company now Okay? You asked for leave for ten days. I don’t believe it. Are you still in pain? Can’t walk yet? Should you report to the company or something? Also, Miss Runqing will call you Are you ready? Are you going to her concert or not?"

Liao Liao was also a little ashamed when she heard the words, and finally stopped, but soon, before she could speak, the practice room stopped.

Both of them thought that Li Qian was going to come out.

But then, a burst of guitar sounds suddenly came out.

Liao Liao winked at Qi Jie, and whispered: "Come here, let me tell you, this is the time I enjoy most every day. It's more enjoyable than the two of us doing errands at night! There are good songs to listen to every day!"

Qi Jie rolled her eyes, and heard the singing inside: "You are in the bright sun in the south, and the snow is falling heavily. I am in the cold night in the north, and the four seasons are like spring. If there is time before dark, I will forget your eyes..."

Two women sat on the sofa in the living room, no one spoke.

Liao Liao hugged his fruit plate, Qi Jie hugged his folder, but his mind seemed to have been taken away by that magnetic voice.

At this moment, Qi Jie unconsciously recalled the feeling of hiding in the corridor and secretly listening to his singing.

In fact, it's only been a little over two years.

However, teachers and students have become bosses and bosses.

She couldn't help pursing her lips slightly, with a slight sadness on her face.

However, halfway through the singing, it stopped.

After a while, the guitar sounded again, "The past and the past have become clouds and smoke, dissipating before each other's eyes. Even after saying goodbye, I can't see that you are sad..."

When the guitar and singing stopped again, Liao Liao murmured with an idiot look on his face, "You know? Just this one, even if there are ten or twenty women around him, my aunt will recognize her!"

Qi Jie forced a smile, speechless.

... ... ...

After a while, Li Qian opened the door and came out. When he saw Qi Jie, he was slightly taken aback, "Why did you come here so early?"

Qi Jie quickly adjusted her mood and shook the folder in her hand, "I have to listen to your big boss's arrangement first before I go back to work!"

Li Qian smiled and walked over. Liao Liao picked up a glass of water from the table and handed it to him, "Have you tried it cold?"

Li Qian took it, sat down, took a sip, and nodded, "Just right."

Liao Liao nodded and sat back.

Seeing Qi Jie looking at him in surprise, Liao Liao subconsciously explained: "Give him cold boiled water. He likes to drink a glass of warm water after hanging his throat. I'll pinch some boiled water."

Qi Jie curled her lips and said nothing, thinking that you have already learned how to take care of others?

But soon, she cleared up her mood, opened the folder, but didn't look at it, just said: "Sister Runqing's concert rehearsal is almost done, I chatted with Sister Runqing, what she means is, the concert It is better to control the performance time of the guests on the Internet within 20 minutes as much as possible. The time is too long and it is not good. Therefore, according to her request and the consideration of the company, we preliminarily set a few people. Choose, do you want to see?"

While she was talking, Li Qian drank a few more sips of water, then put down his glass and said, "No, just talk."

Qi Jie said: "There are about five to six songs in total, of which we plan to arrange two songs as sister Runqing to sing with the guests, so we plan to invite four guests in total, two of which we will keep for ourselves, and two of which are She decides on her own, she plans to invite Huang Yuqing and Liu Mingliang. Huang Yuqing is very popular, and Liu Mingliang has known her for many years, and they are very suitable. Although we haven't sent out invitations yet, it is not a big problem. After all, even without our company, sister Runqing His network is also very strong.”

Having said that, she paused and said, "It's just..."

Li Qian turned to look at her, "Just what?"

Qi Jie smiled helplessly, and said, "It's just that the news that Sister Runqing is going to hold a concert has spread a long time ago, so in the past month, many record companies and managers have come and walked around, and some even talked about everything. On the bright side, I just hope that Sister Runqing can show her face in the concert. It's okay to say that Changsheng Records has always had a good relationship with us. Mr. Chen even went to sit there for a long time... If you don't give Wouldn't it be too offensive for them to have one quota?"

Li Qian frowned after thinking about it.

But after a while, he said: "Give out one of the company's two quotas, and let Liao Liao go up and show his face. The three of them are still studying, and they don't have any new songs or new albums to promote. There’s not much of a difference.”

Qi Jie immediately said after hearing the words: "But that is a great encouragement for them!"

Liao Liao curled her lips when she heard the words, "What's the incentive?" Then he turned his head and touched Li Qian's arm, "Didn't you say that song was suitable for that Geri Leng the day before yesterday?" Seeing Li Qian nodded, she followed Qi Jie Said: "It's fine if they don't have emotions, if they want emotions, you just tell them, let them study hard, maybe Qianqian will write songs for them personally... don't you just press it?"

Qi Jie blinked and nodded when she heard the words, "That's true. That's fine, let's do it like this!"

Is it more important to show your face at He Runqing's concert, or to get a song from your boss?

There is no need to think about the answer to this question.

The former is just going up to sing a song. When there is no need to promote the new album, it can be regarded as familiar at best, but the latter... probably means becoming popular overnight!

After solving this difficult problem, Qi Jie turned to the next page. She wanted to continue talking, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but raised her head and looked at Li Qian, "You are really singing more and more now. It sounds good, really don’t you think about going up and singing a song?”

Li Qian smiled when he heard the words, picked up the cup to drink water, thought for a while, and then said: "Let's talk about it later, I will think about it."

Qi Jie shrugged and looked helplessly at the document in his hand.

"The following thing is, um, the soundtrack of the TV series we received last month, the two songs you wrote were very satisfactory, but...you understand, the other party proposed that either Liao Liao or He Runqing should sing, Others just..."

Li Qian frowned and put down the water glass.

"Well, that's a big problem! You can't count on them for everything!"

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Introduction: Ye Leiyang went back to the day when he was filling out his volunteer application. He didn't want to be famous, he didn't want to be successful, he just wanted to spend his life leisurely, and grow old slowly with the important people in his life.