Pei Xueman stood on the stage in Huizhou, looking at the eager eyes of the passers-by and the audience. Thinking of her uncle's words and her grandpa, she suddenly felt choked up.

She took a deep breath, stabilized her emotions, and started performing.

The play has begun and everyone is listening.

One side is human, the third side is ghost, and the fourth side is god.

Grandpa, I will sing this song to you.

…

In the treble piano and the leisurely sound of erhu.

Pei Xueman's singing started.

"When the play breaks, the sleeves rise and fall

Singing joys and sorrows, singing separation and separation, it has nothing to do with me

The fans open and close, the gongs and drums sound and then fall silent

Love is in the play and outside the play, who can say..."

Next to him, Qing Yi, played by the uncle, was wearing a red costume, dancing gracefully to the singing, and walking slowly on the stage.

When he moved, it was like the breeze blowing through the willows.

When he opened his mouth, it sounded like a whisper in Yan language, as if he was singing along with Pei Xueman.

"Has the habit of blending all the joy, anger, sorrow and joy into the ink

So what if the lyrics are sung right through?

Bones and ashes are mine

In troubled times, duckweed endures to watch the beacon fire burning mountains and rivers

In humble position, I dare not forget to worry about my country

Even if no one knows me..."

Accompanied by this cry-like song.

Director Zhou Jinpeng suddenly sat up, picked up the script in his hand with a surprised look on his face, opened the lyrics of "Chi Ling", and read it carefully.

With the singing in my ears.

He observed carefully and for a moment, he was slightly lost in thought.

In troubled times, Duckweed endures to watch the mountains and rivers being burned by war, but in my humble position, I dare not forget about my country, even if no one knows me...

Even if no one knows me...

"good words!"

Zhou Jinpeng couldn't help but applaud.

His voice was so loud that the entire audience could hear it, and even slightly affected Pei Xueman's performance.

The audience seemed to feel the same way, and they even applauded one after another at this moment.

Especially when I saw the actor in the bright red costume, with a sad and determined look on his face.

For a time, many people felt a slight pain.

Feeling distressed.

As the saying goes: actors are so ruthless.

However, the truth and falsehood are all in the words of the play, so how can a theatergoer know what the singer is thinking.

When the war continues, even actors will eventually abandon their green clothes, take off their theatrical makeup, bathe in blood on the battlefield, and swing around for nine days with a Wu Gou in hand!

When the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, even though the status was low and the status was low, they never thought of living in an ignoble way.

In the face of humiliation, he dared to pick up the sword and strike a decisive blow at the provocateur!

Just when everyone was in a trance.

The accompaniment is high-spirited again.

Pei Xueman was so angry that her Dantian was filled with anger. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, they could see her raising her sword fingers with both hands, waving the gestures of an actor, and sang a piece of opera that was deafening.

"The people in the audience passed by

Missing the old color——

People on stage are singing

Heartbroken Farewell Song——"

Off the stage, host Li Rui looked at Pei Xueman, who was waving actor's gestures and singing in a dramatic voice.

For a moment, his face was filled with surprise.

Pei Xueman’s singing skills are so profound?

Is this still the Pei Xueman he knows?

Is the change so huge?

Suddenly he remembered the songwriter of this song, and for a moment, his expression was full of understanding.

"Perhaps, it's not the person who sings, but the person who writes the songs?"

At this moment, the Kunqu opera was melodious, and in Pei Xueman's singing, Qing Yi waved her sleeves on the square stage, which aroused a burst of applause from the audience.

Someone picked up their mobile phone, excitedly recorded the video, and sent relevant clips to the Internet from time to time.

There are also people who are real fans of Pei Xueman. When they mentioned this new song at the scene, their eyes turned red with excitement and they kept shouting on social platforms: "Jimei guys, it sounds so good! Sister Man's new song is so good!! Wall Highly recommended!!”

on site.

With the opera traveling across the ocean and the interweaving of music, more and more people came from all directions to hear the music.

Police officers who have been notified long ago are maintaining order.

But even the police were immersed in Pei Xueman's drama at this moment and were slightly absent-minded.

"The word love is hard to write down

She sings and must be reconciled with blood

The drama begins

The drama ends

Who is the guest—"

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Chapter completed!