Stones from other hills, can learn

The eighth team is permanently stationed in Sanqing Garden, which is also a surprise to Jian Yu, especially to Jian's father, who really wants to come and have a look after work.

"Mr. Jian, your father is really a hardcore fan." Yang Jiulang went outside to the backstage, and met Jian Zhao as expected.

Jian Yu didn't know that Zhang Yunlei was so popular, "Could it be that your face is particularly attractive to old people?"

"It's full of collagen." Zhang Yunlei patted his cheeks softly and blinked.

With her index finger resting on Zhang Yunlei's forehead, Jian Yu showed a look of disgust, "It's the collagen, are you sorry?"

"I didn't say that there are hundreds of people in Deyun Club, and no one can surpass me just by looking at my face." Patting his chest, he felt that he was standing at the pinnacle of his life.

"Not at all, I think the hall master and Lao Qin are also quite handsome. You, and my eyes are almost the same."

Zhang Yunlei buried his head in her shoulder, rubbing and rubbing like jaggery, "I don't care, Meng Hetang has Annuan, and Lao Qin has Helan, you can't blame me."

It's so hot, it really looks like a delicate lady, only a piece of silk handkerchief is missing.Sister Chun only bowed to Zhang Yunlei after listening, "You are the senior sister, I feel ashamed."

Zhang Yunlei gave Jiuchun a charming look, and shook Jian Yu's arm, "I don't care, but he has been with you since he was 27."

"Don't talk about it, I will like Mr. Xiao even more if you do this." Jian Yu's eyes were smiling, and Lan Hua raised her finger, "I believe you are a ghost, you are a very bad old man."

Zhang Yunlei held the girl's hand quickly, "I'm so bad, you still want to follow me?"

Sure enough, he was teased instead of seductive, Jian Yu withdrew his hand, and then grabbed Zhang Yunlei's ear, "Jiulang, if you want to work, do it. I think he has been very energetic recently, so I have to tire him out."

Now Zhang Yunlei and Yang Jiulang seldom appear on Xiaoyuanzi's stage, and mostly come back.But nowadays, more and more audiences are deeply in the pit of cross talk. Jian Yu sits in the audience, surrounded by young students on the left and right, and their applause and support come from the heart.Even without Zhang Yunlei, they can still calm down and feel the charm of cross talk.

In September, Jian Yu had already been sent to the graduate class, but she was still a part-time graduate student, and was in charge of the professional courses for freshmen at the school. The 18-year-old children like this kind of young and capable teacher the most. Many students have exchanged WeChat with Jian Yu.

Some students would share opera videos with her, and there were many mentions of "Deyun Society" in the barrage.How many people fell in love with Xiaoquer and opera because of Deyun Society, and then became intoxicated with it.

Jian Yu understands that Peking opera should never be shelved, even if it is the quintessence of the country, it can only radiate its own light if it is recognized by the public and close to the public.How many times has it been advertised that it should be promoted, learned, and respected, but only Deyun Society can truly let a hundred flowers bloom.

The curtain opened again, and Zhang Yunlei led the eight teams to stand on the stage.

"There are so many acquaintances."

Yang Jiulang nodded, "That's right, my father-in-law is here too."

Zhang Yunlei blushed all of a sudden, like a little daughter-in-law, "Thank you uncle for your support."

"Look at you, the old man doesn't call me anymore?" Yang Jiulang didn't ask anything when he was happy, "How is my father-in-law treating me all day long in the background..."

"Baa," Zhang Yunlei let out a sheep cry, stopping his partner's chatter, "Yelling doesn't work, sheep and horses are still different."

Not to be outdone, Yang Jiulang said, "The bark is really similar. A few years ago, the alpaca was not in vain, did it? Uncle, you still remember that non-mainstream Zhang Yunlei... ah!"

"There is a cat." Zhang Yunlei really won with a cat.

"You don't even care about your partner for so many years. Can people rest assured to hand over their daughter to you? They scare people all day long." Speaking of the backstage, Yang Jiulang burst into tears, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and turned to Jian Yu, "Yuan Look, sir, what can I do with this shrew?"

Many viewers haven't seen Jian Yu for a long time, their eyes cast from all directions, "Take him away."

Jian Yu's words were like a gold medal for exoneration. Yang Jiulang rolled up his sleeves and was about to pinch his arm, but the thunder was loud and rainy, but Zhang Yunlei put his hands on his hips, looking amazing, "You dare to do it to me? My wife I'll tell you if it will flood the golden mountain."

"I, I, what's wrong with me?" Yang Jiulang glanced at Jian Yu's face, "You see Mr. Yu is still nodding. He thinks I'm pinching too lightly."

"The important point, the important point." The audience also knew that their protagonist felt sorry for him, and Jiu Lang would never hit hard.At this time, under the leadership of Mr. Yu, they collectively protected Yang Jiulang and clamored for a ruthless hand.

Yang Jiulang pointed to the auditorium, "See if you see what the people want."

After getting back to the main topic, Zhang Yunlei clicked on Jiuli's name, "Milk foam, what is the lack of skin color, what is it called? Fans are all understanding."

"The last time "The Belt of Heaven and Earth" was taken by Deyun girl, today we have to avenge our shame. Recently, you guys have been working hard on "Suolin Bag", so I told him that he didn't sing well. Let alone the eighth team."

Jiuli nodded, cupped his hands towards Jian Yu, and followed Zhang Yunlei's words, "It's not good because Mr. Yu taught it."

"Fuck you," Zhang Yunlei covered his mouth, "If you can't sing well, just say it was taught by Shaobing."

"Seed cakes are not to be blamed." Some fans feel sorry for sesame cakes, and the "Suo Lin Nang" sung by that voice is really unimaginable.

I have to say that Jiuli unlocking is still very good, and the song "Suolin Bag" is quite successful.Jian Yu beat the time to him from the audience and shouted hello.

Zhang Yunlei patted Jiu Li on the shoulder, "Is the singing good?"

"it is good."

"I taught you." Zhang Yunlei bowed slightly.

Jiu Like was not afraid at all, and bowed again, "Mr. Xie Yu give pointers." After speaking, he retreated into the line with his hands behind his back, without looking at Zhang Yunlei.

"How come today's scene looks like Team Seven? I've been emptied?"

When it was Zhang Yunlei's turn, the audience, led by Jian Yu, said, "My name is Zhang Sheng! My name is Zhang Sheng!"

Zhang Yunlei couldn't believe it, "Me? Singing the Xun School?"

That's what he said, but Zhang Yunlei still sang a passage, "My name is Zhang Sheng, hidden under the chessboard..."

"Really, you've all been led badly by Mr. Yu."

Jiuli took the opportunity to step forward and walked to the microphone, "How about we welcome Mr. He Yu, the captain, to come to "Wujiapo·Sulong Weihu as a matchmaker?"

"Wujiapo" is a famous piece of Peking Opera. Many fanciers are familiar with this piece, and they naturally know how interesting Jiuli's so-called aria is.

"This is a scene where the couple quarreled and scolded mothers. Mr. Yu and I are not very suitable for singing, we two..." Before finishing speaking, the audience was full of excitement, and Jian Yu had already stepped onto the stage.

Jian Yu had a calm face, "I think you can try it."

"My daughter-in-law, I have to pamper myself." Zhang Yunlei looked at Jian Zhao, "Uncle, I'm not Xue Pinggui. Besides, Wang Baochuan has been guarding the cold kiln for 20 years, and I stayed in an empty room for [-] days during the summer vacation."

Zhang Yunlei: Then Su Long and Wei Hu are the matchmakers, and Prime Minister Wang is my officiant!

Jian Yu: I don't know about other people, but Su Long and Wei Hu are relatives.You and I enter the prime minister's mansion together, and the three of us will tell each other clearly.

Zhang Yunlei: The three of them have hatred with me, and he will not admit it if he bites his teeth.

Jian Yu: My father was an official in the court, and there were mountains of gold and silver in the house.Calculate the amount of capital and profit, and order people to send it to Xiliangchuan.

Zhang Yunlei: Forty-eight stations in Xiliangchuan, I don't need money as an important person in the army.

Jian Yu: I went to the prime minister's mansion and told my father that there are thousands of family members.Drive you to the government office, beat the board, put on the stick, throw you in the South Prison, and sit in the prison, making it easy for you to think about the past and difficult to retreat!

Zhang Yunlei: Sister-in-law doesn't need to be eloquent, even if she is in the army before an official?I will take care of the yamen and the yamen, and the elder sister-in-law will break with us!

Jian Yu: Don't speak wildly, the military master. Bullying slaves is like bullying the sky.The Xiliang Tartars beheaded you, and your wife and children are like slaves.

Zhang Yunlei: What a chaste Wang Baochuan, all kinds of teasing are in vain.He took out an ingot of silver from his bosom, and put the silver on Dipingchuan.This ingot of silver was given in twos and threes to my sister-in-law as a dowry.Buy silk, make clothes, make jewelry, put hairpin rings, and I will spend a few years as a young couple with you!

Jian Yu: I don't want this ingot of silver. I will make a settlement money with your mother.Buy silk, make clothes, buy white paper, paste white flags, make jewelry, put dowry, and end up being a dutiful son in the world.

Zhang Yunlei: Martyrs shouldn't leave the embroidery room. Why did they come to the side of the avenue?I made bad intentions for the army, come and come, and ran to Xiliang with both horses and horses.

"Why do I hear a kind of sweetness in this large-scale scolding scene?" Shaobing saw this video on Weibo and forwarded the comment, "And what did I do wrong, why should I take the blame?"

The author has something to say:

Sure enough, I was so excited that I didn't wake up until four o'clock in the afternoon.

I hope that in the future, more people will watch performances for the sake of tradition, love the characters, and love the tradition even more.

Than naan naan.