We made up at the beginning, and I continued my relationship with my secret crush

Everyone looked at Cui Li who had lost his composure, not understanding what had happened.

Not only the foreign guests were confused, but even the other Chinese people present did not understand.

It clearly sounds like a very normal opera.

But those who can appear at the dinner party tonight are all smart people. They immediately prepared a speech in their minds and are ready to smooth things over at any time.

But before they could say anything, Prince Birdedin also stood up excitedly and kept cheering.

When the others saw this, although they didn't understand why, they immediately followed suit and applauded.

Everyone praised it, "It's really beautiful, worthy of being your national quintessence."

“Yes, it’s great!”

Prince Birdedin was not happy, but frowned, complaining in his heart: These people are praising me without even understanding me?

It's so tasteless!

I have no idea how valuable these 49 seconds are.

of course.

If his inner complaints were heard by his secretary and others, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood.

It would be wrong for us to follow your praise!

Terrible!

They really don’t understand the love of drama fans!

Prince Bird Edin, who was madly complaining in his heart, smiled at Cui Li sheepishly and said, "Teacher Cui, please forgive me for making fun of you, but I believe it now. This really is not your apprentice. He is so amazing."

Cui Li smiled and nodded.

If other people heard this, they might feel a little uncomfortable, but Cui Li didn't.

Qi Mo was someone he felt deeply moved by after just one meeting yesterday. He would only feel proud when others praised him.

"His performance today was truly amazing."

"Especially the tone, it's completely authentic. I have to admit, I used to be a big fan of the Mei School, but now I think I was a bit biased."

Cui Li laughed and didn't respond.

The prince could say this, but he couldn't.

But he also knew that if he had not absorbed the strengths of hundreds of schools and studied the singing styles of various schools, he would not have impulsively wanted to forge his own path.

Peking opera is the culture passed down by our ancestors, and its heritage is incomparable to ordinary things.

He loves Peking Opera from the bottom of his heart and is happy to see any good development.

Therefore, when he met Prince Birdedin, who loved Peking Opera as much as he did, he felt only the joy of meeting a close friend, and did not feel jealous that a rich fan like him had been poached.

On the contrary, I feel very relieved that someone can pry open my corner.

In such a unique and childish way.

Thinking of this, the smile in Cui Li's eyes grew deeper and deeper.

"He is a bit childish, but it is precisely because he has enough confidence that his childish seriousness can become pure and clean."

Prince Birdedin nodded repeatedly.

"You hit the nail on the head. To be honest, although he is not your disciple, I feel that he is the most like you and the least like you."

"Oh?"

Cui Li was really interested.

Although Prince Birdedin is a genuine foreigner, his research on opera is not inferior to that of experts.

"I don't know how to describe it. I've been following all of your disciples, and many of them can sing almost as well as you, but I just lack something."

Then Prince Bird Edin pointed at the mobile phone on the table and looked at the lively live broadcast room again. He was a little more excited.

"But this person! This person is the only one who feels right to me, really the only one!"

Cui Li curled up the corners of his mouth, secretly surprised by the other party's sharpness, and did not forget to take the opportunity to introduce Xiao Mo.

"He's M. Moyu from the Mengqi Voice Hall. He schedules and broadcasts live at irregular intervals every day. If you like him, you can follow him."

Prince Birdedin was even happier.

"Every day?! Then I can hear it every day?"

Cui Li shook his head. He really didn't know whether Xiao Mo would sing an opera every day.

Prince Birdedin's secretary immediately handed over his mobile phone, and the steps to join the group had already been completed.

Seeing how much his fans loved Xiao Mo, Cui Li also remembered his M. Li account.

He suddenly became very curious. Apart from the blessing of being Cui Li, the inheritor of the Mei School, could he, like Xiao Mo, gain recognition from his fans just by relying on his voice?

Except for the busy Prince Birdedin and his secretary and the distracted Cui Li.

Everyone else was confused.

The foreign guests all looked at the Chinese people present, their faces full of curiosity.

"Hello, could you please help us clear this up? What are they so excited about?"

The three Chinese people present were sweating profusely. How could they understand what those two people were talking about?!

How can I solve the problem if I don’t understand it?!

At this moment, they just want to shout out loud: Don’t look at me! ! ! !

But their professional ethics did not allow them to retreat at the critical moment. Their professional ethics allowed them to clearly divide the work and deal with this crisis as soon as they looked at each other.

One of them watched the live broadcast room to get more information, one contacted the experts directly, and another chatted with the foreign guests.

What no one expected was that the person who understood what happened the fastest was not the one who sought help from an expert, but the one in the live broadcast room.

[Ahhhhh, this part is also so good! They all sound so good. Oh my god, is this our national quintessence?! I love it.]

[It does sound nice, but I feel like something is off, but I can't quite put my finger on it.]

[Yes, there is indeed a difference. It's a pity that the time was too short, otherwise I would definitely be able to hear something.]

[Huh? Can't you drama fans hear the difference?]

[No, no, no, there must be a difference, and how should I put it, I should be very familiar with it.]

[Huh? Why aren't those people bashing me this time? That's strange. I see there are quite a few people in the livestream room.]

[Oh my, what has changed? This surprise from the cuttlefish is a huge mystery.]

at this time.

Those black fans in the live broadcast room who have been waiting to see the joke don’t want to talk, but they are almost choking to death on the blood.

This M. Squid is simply a madman and a fool!

Especially a fool who loves to be scolded!

But this person is extremely talented and his strength should not be underestimated.

This 49-second song is not a surprise at all, it's a slap in their faces.

What made them even more angry were the viewers in the live broadcast room who didn't notice what was wrong.

This time, Moyu sang in the pure Cheng style!!!

You may say you have no taste. You like M. Squid, but you think he sings well.

You say you have good taste, but now you can't see anything and you don't understand the pure flavor of Cheng style.

It seems that this is not right...

You have good taste, you like M. Cuttlefish...

and many more!

Isn't this even more wrong?

The fans who originally came to support the actor and find fault were completely driven to lose their temper by M.'s singing.

This 49-second version of "Locking the Lin Nang" is sung so authentically by Moyu!

Pure Cheng style, pure Cheng style flavor!

Without saying too much, his current situation is definitely top-notch among the new generation.

If he could learn from his master and perform well on stage, he would definitely be a top star among the new generation.

But this person doesn't? !

The Cheng style is so good, but he deliberately hides his poor arrangement?!

Why not focus on singing opera and come to this voice hall to be a host and waste your talent?!