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Chapter 397 This Face Is Wrong

just the past day,
Tang Zhenguo and Que Zhiman received the notice,

It is required to go to the recording studio of East Central Television for the opening recording of the program.

When I received a call from director Niu Min,
Tang Zhenguo was not much surprised, his name is Dean,

In fact, in a semi-retired state,
He has a lot of free time all day, and he likes to drill wherever he has something to do.

On the contrary, Que Zhiman was very surprised.
She asked: "Director Niu, are you looking for someone to play the role of Overlord of Chu?"

I said before that I couldn't find it, and the time was too late.

It took only one day to turn around, and the person was found, and the efficiency was too fast.

At the same time, she is also very curious. There are not many people who like opera nowadays.

There are even fewer who can sing opera, and those who can sing colorful faces are even rarer.

So her first reaction was to guess whether Jin Nianshan was back.

Apart from Jin Nianshan, she couldn't think of anyone else who could sing a pretty face.

As soon as Niu Min heard it, he knew that she wanted to go wrong.
Quickly explained: "I didn't find anyone, it was Mr. Zhong."

Mr. Chung?
Can Mr. Zhong sing Hualian?
Even if you can sing, it is impossible to learn it in a day.

Of course Que Zhiman didn't believe it: "Niu Min, don't frame me, I didn't record the show when I was about to arrive, I want you to watch it."

Niu Min: "Oh, my Master Que, can I still joke with you about this kind of thing? Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

"Are they all here?"

"reached."

Que Zhiman came to the recording hall of East China Central Television with skepticism.
The stage is still the same stage, and the audience has not changed.
Walking to the backstage observation room, Tang Zhenguo was wearing a black Chinese tunic suit, his hair was combed neatly, his whole face was refreshed, and he was full of energy.

Then look at the two people sitting next to each other with heavy makeup on, so you can't see their true colors.

These two are amazing in their outfits.

Look at the man on the left first, with a handsome face, sticking to a big willow, and hanging small tassels.

Wearing a phoenix silk flower ruyi crown, a yellow quilt, a gold collar, and a white skirt embroidered with a horse face.

A bright yellow upper body with a round neck and half fat sleeves, a skirt underneath, a fish scale armor on the outside, a waist hoop, a misty belt, a beaded cloud shoulder on the top, a yellow embroidered cloak, colorful shoes and colorful socks, and a sword on the waist.

Isn't this Yu Ji's classic appearance?
Apart from Mei Qiubai, the big Tsing Yi, she couldn't think of who it was.

Only the contemporary Tsing Yi can present such charm.

Look at the one on the right again: hooked steel forked face, wearing a Bawang helmet, hanging a big black weight, hanging a belt of loyalty and filial piety, wearing a white collar, tied with Bawang yellow silk, wearing yellow colored trousers with arrow jacket, thick-soled black boots, and a sword on his waist.

Isn't this the classic appearance of the Overlord of Chu?

There is an inside taste.

Just...hiss...

Que Zhiman looked at it, always feeling awkward,

But I can't tell where it's awkward.

Seeing her staring at him, Zhong Liang asked, "What advice does Master Que have?"

After saying this, Zhong Liang also felt that something was wrong.

After staying with these opera masters for a long time, the tone of speech and the words used have changed.

Que Zhiman didn't speak, a pair of beautiful eyes searched around Zhong Liang's face and body.

It's like playing 'Find Faults', only the last one is missing, but I can't find it, so I'm very anxious.

Mei Qiubai asked: "What's wrong with Zhiman? Is there something wrong? I see you keep looking at her."

Tang Zhenguo also followed up: "Is it wrong? The appearance is wrong? Or is the outfit wrong?"

Tang Zhenguo helped her find it, but Que Zhiman always denied it.
"It's all right, but it's wrong to wear it on Mr. Zhong's body."

At this time, Mei Qiubai knew,
Because he discovered this problem early on,

It's just that Que Zhiman, a master of Henan opera, also knows how to dress up in Peking opera.

He said: "Don't look for it, I know what you are referring to. Is it the face?"

When Que Zhiman heard the words, he suddenly realized: "Yes, yes, this is the face, this face is wrong!"

Nani?

What's wrong with my face?
You'd better speak clearly, or the sword in my hand is not vegetarian.

Zhong Liang stared at the two of them, put his hand on the hilt of his waist,
Whenever there is no ivory coming out of his mouth, any time a dung beetle makes a sound, he draws his sword and beheads them both.

Tang Zhenguo also moved his head closer, looked at his eyes and nose, "No, this is not very good, this appearance looks more like a Bawang, a young Bawang of Chu."

Que Zhiman said: "It's not like, Mr. Zhong is too handsome. The best appearance of Chu Bawang is a square face, and he looks righteous when he looks at it."

Too handsome?
That's fine.

Zhong Liang put his hand down from the hilt of his sword,
Looks are born, given by parents,
Of course, it may also be given by the doctor.

Anyway, you can't let him turn into a Chinese face, right?

From the Chinese character face to melon seed face, he knows how to change,
From melon seed face to Chinese character face, it is really unimaginable,
Probably only plastic surgeons know.

Tang Zhenguo nodded seriously: "Yeah, he's too handsome, but showing the aura of the overlord of Chu, I don't know if it can cover up this shortcoming."

Hehe, being handsome, when did it become a disadvantage?

Zhong Liang didn't know who to turn to for reasoning.
Let's not talk for now, just listen to them blowing.

If you interrupt them and stop bragging about yourself, how boring it would be.

Mei Qiubai said: "There is no way to do this, but don't worry, after taking the stage, the audience's attention will definitely not be on Mr. Zhong's face."

Tang Zhenguo: "Then where will the attention be placed?"

Mei Qiubai: "Of course it's in acting. Mr. Zhong's colorful face, except for his handsome face, there is nothing wrong with it."

Que Zhiman: "Really? I don't believe it."

Mei Qiubai: "I can't tell right now, but you'll know when you're on stage, and I promise you won't be disappointed."

"Forget it, as long as you can get on stage, I won't say much else, so be it."

Que Zhiman said "I'm going to put on makeup", turned around and left.

Apparently he didn't take Mei Qiubai's words seriously,

Folk art is divided into many professions, and each profession knows something about each other.

As the so-called accept the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, get rid of the dross and get the essence.

Que Zhiman's mentality at this time is the same as that of Mei Qiubai before yesterday,

I don't believe that Zhong Liang can sing Hualian well in just one day.
If he really had that ability, the folk art world would have been turned upside down.

In her opinion, after a day of discussion, the two of them came up with a compromise,

Keep this show going.

As for the method, we will know after the performance.

When Que Zhiman's makeup was almost done, Zhong Liang asked someone to inform the front desk that it could start.

The male host came on stage and routinely introduced the advertiser's father one by one.

The audience in the audience have been waiting for a long time,

I originally saw the host coming on stage and knew that the recording was about to begin.
Everyone was very happy, but when they heard his advertisement,
Dissatisfaction suddenly came up.
There’s no time when I hate advertising more than this:
"Why haven't you started yet?"

"The host, go down quickly, I want to see Zhong Liang."

"When will Zhong Liang appear?"

"It must be the last, does it need to be said?"

At this time, the host announced:
"Please enjoy the classic Peking Opera: Farewell My Concubine!"

(End of this chapter)