complacent

Going to bed at night, Sun Yangyang felt in a daze that something was missing.

Turning over, adjusting a comfortable posture, half asleep and half awake, Joey's silly and innocent smile came into his mind.

"Brother Yangyang, look at me, I can sing, dance, martial arts, play basketball, cook, go out of the hall and into the kitchen... Except that I'm a little taller, but this can protect you. I How about being your daughter-in-law?"

In the next second, Sun Deyi, who was wearing a red hijab and a cheongsam, leaned over and asked for a kiss with a big red painted mouth——

"Ah! Fuck!"

Sun Yangyang sat up with incomparable agility, completely waking up with fright.

A cold sweat.

The room is very quiet, where is the handsome Sun Deyi in the cheongsam?

Hulu brushed his hair, Sun Yangyang breathed a sigh of relief, calmed down his beating heart, and lay down on his back again.

Stunned?It's just a harmless joke.Back then, he still had a private life with Rapunzel like this, hahaha...

There was a strange touch in my heart.

Sun Yangyang thought, since he was a child, he seems to have become a fan of fans with that bit of femininity. In real life, how come there is no one who is ambiguous and tempted to become a lover?

Anxious, the young man habitually gnawed his thumb.

In the dead of night, many memories of the past that have already been turned over clearly emerge.

When he was in kindergarten, he was solemnly confessed by a fat boy. The little fat boy held a dahlia folded from the small garden of the kindergarten, and even dropped a petal, and said to Sun Yangyang: I know you are an undercover agent disguised as a man, it’s okay. .Can you be my bride?

When he was in the second grade of elementary school, the short Sun Yangyang was the kind of little prince that all the mothers of his classmates liked.White and good-looking, especially pleasing.Even after a summer vacation, in the group photo of the class, he was the only one who was so fair-skinned among the tanned children, but the girl at the same table said arrogantly everywhere, did you look at it?My class Sun Yangyang, the class flower!

When he was in junior high school, Sun Yangyang was not tall yet, and he still sat in the front row of the class. Impatient, he hung on the horizontal bar as soon as school was over, hoping to be stretched by gravity.His father and mother are not short, so he has always been a little potato for no reason.

In high school, I finally grew taller and also ushered in the development of boys' secondary sexual characteristics.But Sun Yangyang's hair is not heavy, when all the little cocks are showing off their beards and even childishly pulling up their sweatpants to make their legs hairier, only he is secretly anxious.Not like a girl anymore, but still a different existence.

Subconsciously, Sun Yangyang has always wanted to highlight his masculine and bloody side, so as to cover up his physical aspects that are not worth showing off.

After touching the cigarette on the bedside table, Sun Yangyang coiled it in his hand, but didn't smoke it.His mother can't smell the smoke, and even the slightest bit feels uncomfortable.

Tomorrow is the sixth day of the lunar new year, he made an agreement with that guy Joey, we will meet up after lunch, and he will take him to the church to play——

Sun Yangyang suddenly remembered!He always felt that something was missing, what the hell!

In the morning, since he sent Adonis away, the beauty has been silent.So much so that when he had dinner with Joey at night, he forgot how to solve the problem of eating when Adonis was alone in a foreign country.

Guilt flooded Sun Yangyang one after another.

Intellectually, he knows that Adonis is not the kind of idiot who can't take care of himself. From his own restaurant booking to online car-hailing, Adonis will undoubtedly be very adaptable to the environment.What's more, in cold blood, Adonis is not his responsibility.

But emotionally, Sun Yangyang felt that he was too unkind today.

Impulsively, she took the phone and swipe to open the WeChat interface, and the lit screen showed the status quo in the middle of the night, 01:17.

"Adonis, I'm sorry, I have too many things to do today, I forgot..." Sun Yangyang hesitated, not knowing what to say.I simply deleted the last three words: "I didn't fulfill the friendship of the host, I'm sorry. Are you free tomorrow? From afternoon to night, I invite you and Joey to participate in a music-related theme event, which is very interesting , with traditional Chinese cultural characteristics. I don’t know if you are interested? It’s too late to disturb you, and I guess you won’t be able to see it. No need to go back, I’ll come back when I wake up tomorrow morning.”

After the news was sent, Sun Yangyang heaved a sigh of relief, fell back, put his hands behind his head, and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Only a few minutes passed.The phone dinged, and I touched it to see that it was Adonis who replied to the message.

"Okay, no problem. I'm glad you invited me, good night, dear Yangyang."

Sun Yangyang put aside the phone and rubbed his arms, feeling goosebumps all over his body after being numb by that dear.

The big stone in my heart was removed, and the drowsiness quickly returned.Sun Yangyang shuddered a few times, and soon fell asleep without heart.

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The church originated early, and it was officially called in the Qing Dynasty. In the past, on the New Year’s Day birthday of the older generation in City B, in order to increase the festive atmosphere and entertain relatives and friends, some entertainers were invited to perform some opera programs, also known as "playing things." Church meetings originated from the folk and prevailed in the folk , is an out-and-out folk custom.

From the point of view of form, rich and noble families with more style would "sing big operas", that is, Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera, which could be called a high-end variety in that era.Generally, wealthy families can’t afford big names to sing big plays, and there is another kind of fun, such as "small plays" such as Pingxi, Hebei Bangzi, Jingyun Dagu and acrobatics, which are also lively and festive.

If you are really poor and destitute, you can invite two blind people from the street to sing a ditty for half a day. It doesn't cost you much money, and the purpose of exaggerating the atmosphere is the same.

In the small circle where Sun Yangyang and the others often play together, there is a man named Lang Yifei, who is said to be a descendant of the royal Niu Colu family.The old man of his family has a serious and old-fashioned style. Every year on the sixth day of the lunar new year, it is customary to arrange a Spring Festival hall party. From the time of noon, it has been singing and babbling until Xu time, that is, it is no earlier than one o'clock in the afternoon and no later than night. nine o'clock.The old man was about to rest, so the traditional treasures were moved to the side, and it came to an end.

What's more wonderful is that the place where Lang's family holds church meetings is their own courtyard.

In the earliest days, a stage was set up in the yard and a shed was put up, so the temperature was a little lower, but more charcoal braziers with hand stoves were prepared, and it didn't feel too cold when there were many people making noise.

In recent years, the whole family has moved to live in the building, but the hall is still in the courtyard.At that time, Lang Yifei had just started playing jazz drums and rock and roll, and he was active and selfish.Later, after discussing with the old man, it was not short of money anyway, so I simply found a decoration company and built the whole yard into a large airtight place with sound insulation. The ventilation windows of the remote control awning are all on the roof, and more than half of them can be opened in good weather. Breathable and ventilated, atmospheric and practical.

Now Lang Yifei opened up and played happily.

Originally worried about disturbing the people with gongs, drums and heavy hammers, now they have no worries at all.

In just two years, the second half of the Spring Festival gala has become the world of rock and roll youths. Everyone communicates, performs, plays, and fights. A hundred flowers bloom and inspiration bursts out, which is a bit like an alternative folk Spring Festival Gala.

Sun Yangyang drove to the gate of the Intercontinental at 01:30, and when he saw the two of them walking towards him through the revolving door, he was so shocked that his eyes almost went out of the frame.

Those two foreigners who could even be seen by a blind man were wearing brand-new elegant robes and jackets, and they were carrying a big bag instead of a birdcage. With styling.

As soon as these two handsome guys went out, they brushed and brushed, and the rate of turning their heads back exceeded a thousand per second.

With a slap on the face, Sun Yangyang lamented.It seemed that I shouldn't have said anything about traditional culture to them.This outfit, Xiao Yueyue?Talk about cross talk?

A certain proud brother who was full of enthusiasm got into the car, and chattered on the back of the passenger seat, especially dissatisfied: "How is it? Is it cool? Brother Yangyang, I went to Xidan with Adonis and found a traditional art clothing store. The boss said that we both deserve this outfit to attend the church meeting, very good!"

idiot!

Sun Yangyang asked feebly, "How much did it cost?"

"Hangzhou silk fabrics, you must know the goods." Joey touched the front of the front cherishingly: "Look, how smooth!"

"I asked how much money you spent? Money?" Sun Yangyang started the car and left, already having a bad feeling in his heart.

Joey shrugged, winked at the silver-haired beauty and said.

Adonis is wearing a wine-red slanted-front robe, which at first glance looks the same as that of Xiao Yueyue's partner, Mr. Sun.

The beauty cautiously said: "Totalsix–eight–eight–eightyuan, and two pair of shoes are free. It`s OK, Yangyang?"

English was rolling in his mind, and Sun Yangyang was so shocked that he almost stepped on the brakes: "6888?! Just give two pairs of broken shoes? Ah no, bah bah! I mean, I bought two clothes for 6888 yuan, and the boss gave two A pair of cloth shoes, is that what you mean?"

It's so dark!This boss is so ruthless!

"We were slaughtered?" Sun Deyi was quite self-aware.

"People are stupid and have a lot of money." Sun Yangyang saw a gap and passed a car: "Your uncle is happy. No, I just want to ask, it's all right for you two to be so ostentatious, don't you wear old cotton jackets, aren't you cold? "

"I've brought all the clothes." Sun Deyi patted the big bag he carried with him, really proud: "Sweater, jeans, coat. No problem."

Sun Yangyang suggested sincerely: "Why don't we change back to ordinary people's attire? I'm afraid you are too bright and you will blind everyone's eyes."

In the end it was not replaced.Moreover, when the group of three arrived at the venue and Lang Yifei led them to meet the old man, the handsome old man admired the dress etiquette of the two foreign friends, cupped his hands and lifted the hem of his robe, and tapped his fingers one by one.There is an intimate acquaintance in the criticism, like a child of one's own.

"Look at that? Be careful! Look at the two of you, you are the alley pickers who pick up coal nubs, just idle around all day long."

Sun Yangyang grinned and begged for mercy: "Old man, we were wrong, can we change into a big gown to accompany you to watch a play another day?"

The old man smiled and stroked a lock of beard on his chin: "Go, go, sit here and listen if you are satisfied, and go to the hemp table in the main room if you feel bored. Today, I invited Shangpai, which is not easy. It’s about to be lost.”

Lang Yifei gasped: "Didn't it mean that Shangpai has no successors?"

"I don't have a teacher," the old man said twice, "I've been studying for more than ten years. I've heard it before. It's a serious iron voice, and it's exciting!"

There were dozens of people sitting in the courtyard, the staff on the stage had already done the final inspection, and the gongs and drums were in place and the performance was about to begin.

Lang Yifei also greeted friends everywhere, and Sun Yangyang was no stranger to it, so he directly led him to the front row to get a good seat, turned around, took the phone call and ran away.

The sun shines in from the top window with the curtains on the ceiling, and it just falls on a half-person-high money tree beside the stage. On the tree are festively hung money strings, red lanterns and other small things, which are reflected by the bright light. .

The opening gongs and drums sounded, and the hum of whispers around gradually died down. Most of the accompanists on the right side of the stage were elderly. Jinghu, Yueqin, Qudi, and single-skin drum played the sandalwood board together, and all of them were calm and leisurely. It has its own remarkable calm demeanor.

It is an excerpt from the traditional Peking Opera "Red Maned Horse", Wujiapo.

Xue Pinggui showed his face on the field: "...Since the Red Mane War was dropped, Prince Tang went to beg for an official..."

Wang Baochuan's appearance didn't look particularly feminine, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was clear and full of energy. Even a person like Sun Yangyang, who was not very knowledgeable, was refreshed when he heard it.

Adonis and Joey, two young Americans, listened with gusto, without showing any signs of disgust or boredom.Especially Adonis, listening to this, he was still holding a small notebook the size of a palm on his lap, and quickly wrote down something, he was a perfect example of a good student.

The Peking Opera excerpts were sung four or five times before and after, and a wave of climax was set off in the beginning of "Xiangjiang Meeting".

The actors on the stage stepped on the sound of the gong and swept the glass lamp at the gun, and the descendant of the Shang School who was highly praised by the old man appeared on a horse with his feathers bowed and his waist bowed. He was very vigorous and unparalleled in martial arts.Next to Sun Yangyang and the others, there was an old man with a white beard, and occasionally whispered a few words of praise for the excellent reviews, and he was an expert.

"The martial arts figure of this danjiao is also deeply rooted in the essence of Shangpai! The flag is not chaotic, the leaning is not lifted, the feathers are not toppled, look at that appearance! The colorful flower pier does not move at all! Absolutely!"

The modern Peking opera "Taking Tiger Mountain by Outsmart" is also a representative work that many people are familiar with.

"Crossing the forest, crossing the snowfield..." Yang Zirong's classic aria, and even some young people sang in a low voice.No matter how good the singing skills are, even if the taste is wrong.But that kind of atmosphere is so warm that it infects everyone in it, and it is more down-to-earth than any kind of burning edification. It is very joyful and joyful.

The author has something to say: the repertoires involved in this chapter are all operas, so if you like them, you can search them and listen to them.

Shang Xiaoyun, one of the four famous actors in Peking Opera, is said to have no heirs.What a pity.