lips and teeth play

Yan Chao: "..."

He lost, a complete defeat.

After being stunned for three seconds, everyone exclaimed in unison: "It's true!"

Yan Chao: "Is that the name of the dish in your last sentence? It's a foul."

Zhou Chenyu stuck out his tongue: "You started the whole paragraph after that, and if you want to foul, you will foul first."

Yan Chao: "This is called pushing the old to bring forth the new, the name of hard-core dishes in the 21st century."

Zhou Chenyu gave a thumbs up: "Excellent, I will write it into my new notebook when I get back."

Xu Jing asked with admiration: "I remember the full version of more than 1000 words for the name of the dish, you know it?"

Chen Shuo's eyes widened in surprise: "More than 1000 words? How can you memorize them?"

Zhou Chenyu nodded: "They're all baby legs (Note: Boy's work), and children have to memorize them from morning to night."

Zhou Shuangshuang continued: "Outsiders don't know that we have been learning art since we were young. In fact, it was quite hard. In comparison, the life of trainees is much easier."

Zhou Shuangshuang learned Jingyun Dagu when she was a child. Later, when she was young and vigorous, she went to an entertainment company behind her parents' backs, so she didn't continue to follow the path of traditional folk art. She is obviously the one who has the most say when she says this now.

Zhou Chenyu added: "When we practiced kung fu when we were young, we always got up before dawn, and checked each one after we finished our morning kung fu. At six or seven o'clock in the morning, we were terribly sleepy, and our minds were full of muddleheadedness. Whenever we recited a word wrong Son, after a few slaps on the head and face, I immediately woke up."

Xu Jing was surprised and said, "My God, why are you still beating the child?"

"If you don't fight, you won't have a long memory. If you hurt and suffer, you won't do it again next time." Zhou Chenyu was very indifferent, "Traditional trades have come like this, and our young generation is much better. The old society learns art When you are in school, you have to sign a "closed letter", which clearly states that during the period of learning art, natural disasters and man-made disasters, have nothing to do with the teacher, stubborn and disobedient, and will not be beaten to death."

Yan Chao has heard more or less about the class society system in the Liyuan Bank in the past. At that time, there was a saying, "Parents don't have long ambitions, and they sell their children to pretend to be a play." It was because the bottom-level people couldn't afford to support their children, so they signed a paper "" Selling one's life contract" and sending children to do "lower class" activities.

At that time, the masters in the group were extremely strict and ruthless. The children went on stage to perform all day, and when they got off the stage, they were beaten to pieces because of various minor problems, and it was not uncommon for them to be beaten to death.

A hundred years have passed, and in today's era, of course, such a much-criticized feudal dross education method no longer exists.In the era of new media, well-known quyi actors are all about the same size as celebrities, but what Yan Chao didn't expect was that even people like Zhou Chenyu were educated by sticks.

What Yan Chao received was the regular education in the school since he was a child, not to mention that he is still a good student, not to mention slaps, and he has never received even a little severe criticism.

When he was in school, every time he saw the teacher whipping people with a broom in the classroom, he felt inhumane in his heart. Now thinking of Zhou Chenyu being slapped in the mouth all day long when he was a child, he felt incredible.

Yan Chao asked: "Teacher Zhou has such a good temper, how can he be able to do it?"

Zhou Shuangshuang continued: "My dad likes him so much, he can't bear to touch him even with a finger. It was my grandfather who beat him. And it's not as exaggerated as he said. In our whole family, the beatings received by others are not as good as his A person suffers much more."

The "grandpa" Zhou Shuangshuang said naturally refers to Zhou Maoqin's father, Liao Fengxuan's old class leader, Mr. Zhou Yinchun.

Mr. Zhou is a well-known master of cross talk and opera "Two Doors Hug". Now that he is more than seventy years old, he doesn't often perform on stage, but his famous name is still resounding everywhere.

Yan Chao asked curiously, "Why did the old man beat you?"

Zhou Chenyu didn't seem to want to talk about this topic, so he just smiled vaguely: "What can it be, I'm the most skinny."

Zhou Shuangshuang saw that he was hiding something, and said with a smile: "One time my grandfather taught him to sing, but he refused to sing, so he was beaten up, and then he was locked in a small dark room. When will he sing? Time to eat. He was so stubborn when he was a child, and he just carried it to his death. I was only five or six years old at the time. Seeing how pitiful he was, I secretly gave him food, but my grandpa found out, and beat me too. Meal."

When Zhou Shuangshuang talked about this passage, her eyebrows were beaming, and the picture was full of sense.This kind of childhood experience of brothers and sisters born in a family of folk arts is unheard of by laymen. It sounds novel and interesting, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Talking about such interesting content, Yan Chao involuntarily glanced at Zhou Chenyu, expecting him to say a few more words.Unexpectedly, Zhou Chenyu did not answer her words uncharacteristically, but just smiled faintly.

Yan Chao didn't know if he was too sensitive. He always felt that Zhou Chenyu's smile was different from the usual one. Although there was a smile on his mouth, there was an invisible emotion in his eyes, as if That smile didn't come from the heart.

The next second, as if confirming Yan Chao's conjecture, Zhou Shuangshuang saw Zhou Chenyu's expression, and seemed to realize something instantly, and she immediately swallowed the words that came to her lips.

The others were laughing happily, so naturally they didn't notice these subtle changes in their expressions, but Yan Chao observed them calmly, and soon realized that Zhou Shuangshuang probably said something that shouldn't be said, which made Zhou Chenyu unhappy .And apparently, both siblings are well aware of this.

Being caught in the middle, Yan Chao was inevitably more confused. Zhou Shuangshuang just told an interesting story about Zhou Chenyu's childhood, so what can't be said?

He was thinking about it, when Xu Jing looked at Zhou Chenyu in surprise: "Didn't you talk about cross talk, and also learned to sing opera?"

Mr. Zhou also has profound attainments in opera, and Zhou Chenyu is a young master who grew up in a family of folk art, which is actually not particularly surprising.

Zhou Shuangshuang glanced at her, and before Zhou Chenyu could answer, she answered vaguely: "After all, it's a folk art troupe. All the seniors in our family can sing a few words."

As soon as the words came out, everyone naturally began to boo: "Come one!"

Zhou Chenyu's expression froze, and she evaded with a smile: "I can't sing well, and besides, I haven't sung for many years..."

Everyone only thinks he is modest, but through getting to know him these days, Yan Chao is very aware of Zhou Chenyu's straight-forward temperament, and his evasion now shows that he really doesn't want to sing.

Although Yan Chao didn't know why for a while, he subconsciously smoothed things over and said, "Don't rush the ducks to the shelves."

The others were naturally reluctant, and immediately after, several cameras nearby began to take close-ups of Zhou Chenyu.

Having reached this point, Zhou Chenyu paused, and finally compromised: "Sing what?"

Xu Jing clapped her hands expectantly: "Sing what you said today, the Beijing opera version of Xue Pinggui and Wang Baochuan."

Zhou Chenyu has returned to his usual smile: "That's called "Red Maned Horse"."

Xu Jing smiled and said, "I'm not educated, you just need to understand."

Zhou Chenyu smiled forcedly: "There is no accompaniment here either, so I'll hum a few words casually."

There was no such content in the script, and if Zhou Shuangshuang hadn't just suddenly brought up the topic of Zhou Chenyu's primary school play, everyone wouldn't have booed him for one.This request was made too suddenly, and Zhou Chenyu just opened his voice sloppily, Yan Chao couldn't help but feel a little worried, afraid that he would not be able to sing as well as he said.

Yan Chao thought about it, and had no choice but to comfort himself in his heart. Even if Zhou Chenyu really sang, it would be a big deal to cut this part later, and the audience would not see it anyway.

While Yan Chao was thinking for a while, Zhou Chenyu had already opened his mouth, with a rare serious expression on his face: "Listening to his words, he was thinking, but he doesn't look like a suffering person. His ears are hanging and his shoulders are precious, and he is an emperor with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes. Respect—”

Yan Chao couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Zhou Chenyu usually has a sloppy, nonchalant appearance, which inevitably leaves people with a glib, ignorant impression. Coupled with his very resistant attitude just now, it is natural for Yan Chao to guess that he probably sang well. not so good.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone was amazed in an instant.

He sang the aria from "Cailou Pei" in "Red Mane and Fierce Horse". Catch your own hydrangea.

Xipi Allegro's cheerful tunes, lively and melodious singing voice, coupled with Zhou Chenyu's looking forward to his posture, even though he was wearing a modern sports sweater, he still had that handsome young man's face, but in those short few days In just a few minutes, the expectation and shyness of a lady in the boudoir are vividly interpreted.

"...February [-]nd is certain, don't miss this time. If the marriage is blessed, you will be the host of the Pantao Club."

After singing this line, Zhou Chenyu withdrew his acting demeanor just now, and in an instant returned to his usual slutty slutty look, and flirtatiously winked at Yan Chao.

The author says:

The contents of "Guanshu" come from relevant historical materials.The libretto in this article comes from the Peking Opera script "Red Maned Horse", the version in the third volume of "Xi Kao".