Ma Yingjing walked onto the stage, then smiled and said to the audience below the stage, "I still want to emphasize that it really took an afternoon. The singing just now was methodical. How could I tell? Just now, the masters of the band had been looking at me with admiration, not like they were looking at an idol. Then I really felt that after an afternoon, they could sing the opera like this. I think everyone has really done their best. So let's give them a round of applause again. Thank you. "Ma Yingjing finished these words with expectation and relief. The audience immediately burst into thunderous applause.
Everyone who had just performed seemed to be slowly relaxing. Thinking back to the performance just now, they were still a little nervous.
"You scared me to death just now," Yang Ying said to Cai Shaofen.
"My first sentence was wrong." Cai Shaofen's pink face became even redder, like a child who had already done something wrong and regretted it. She took Yang Ying's hand and was so nervous that she was about to cry.
"Really? What did you say? I didn't even know? "Yang Ying was in disbelief.
"Our movements were wrong!" Cai Shaofen was relieved. The two sisters hugged each other and jumped up. Lu Fei, who had been left aside, was a little restless. He came in and interrupted.
"I really didn't expect that we would pass like this." Lu Fei looked at the two people who were huddled together and said casually.
"Yes, it's over. It's over. I don't feel anything at all. "Tang Yan finished the circle and said.
After saying that, everyone felt an unprecedented sense of relief. All the worries they had before going on stage had long disappeared. Now, everyone felt particularly relaxed.
The few of them laughed together, and the other actors behind the curtain were naturally affected by their laughter and relaxed a lot.
"Next, we'll invite another master." Ma Yingjing's voice sounded on the stage again. "This master is also a master I've admired since I was a child." She paused, then suddenly raised her voice by an octave. "She is Teacher Han Zaifen."
"What she will bring to everyone is' I'll Sing Huizhou for You '."
"Let us welcome Teacher Han Zaifen." Thunderous applause sounded from below the stage. Ma Shijing slowly retreated off the stage.
Han Zaifen was wearing a snow-white dress, and her neatly combed short hair was neat and tidy. She walked onto the stage with a smile. Her squinted eyes were like crescent moons, and the corners of her mouth were raised, making people feel that she was beautiful and generous. The white jade bracelet on her right hand shone brightly, showing her elegant lifestyle. Then she took a step forward with her left foot and bowed politely to the audience. She began to sing "I Will Sing Huizhou for You" affectionately.
"Zhu Zi's Academy." Han Zaifen's voice was pleasant and soothing.
"Jiangwan's Camphor, Longchuan Village's Fengshui, Shangzhuang …" Accompanied by an elegant dance, an affectionate song moved the hearts of every audience present.
"Teacher Han's singing is really good." Lu Fei, who was taking a break, was the first to praise.
"Isn't it? Otherwise, how can other people be Teacher Han? "Cai Shaofen also said enviously.
"You're also good." Lu Fei smiled slyly, because Cai Shaofen had sung the first line wrong on the last stage.
"Your acting is also good. It's just that sometimes when you see our Yang Ying, it's easy to lose electricity." Cai Shaofen rolled his eyes at Lu Fei.
Yang Ying, who was being attacked, quickly ran between the two of them to mediate.
"Okay, okay! Everyone's acting is good. Lu Fei, you're always looking for trouble. "Yang Ying also rolled her eyes at Lu Fei.
"I won't join you two in your flirting." Cai Shaofen knew when to stop, so he smiled and didn't say anything.
Lu Fei had to apologize to the two of them awkwardly.
The backstage suddenly became quiet again. Han Zaifen's singing reverberated in everyone's ears, cleansing their souls like a spring breeze. Everyone felt very comfortable listening to it.
"Hong Village's South Lake, Westbound Alley … …"
Some people below the stage were intoxicated, and a few drops of tears unknowingly flowed down their faces. The singing definitely reminded them of their hometown, their distant hometown, their distant dreams.
A song, a road, a life.
Lu Fei, who was behind the stage, was ready to go. He was going to perform on the same stage as the sect leader.
The sect leader in front of the makeup mirror was calm and composed. He tested his singing voice: "I'm the top scorer, not for fame." His singing was on point, without any trembling. He was truly worthy of being the sect leader, someone who had seen the world.
Lu Fei, who was standing behind him, couldn't hold back anymore. He swayed back and forth, suppressing the nervousness in his heart. He muttered: "Teacher, you have to speed up. Because when this is over, there will be another one. "
"Another one?" The sect leader looked disdainfully at Lu Fei and asked.
"Yes, one more and there will be no more. 'Great Merchant and Great Scholar' "Lu Fei said while trembling.
"Don't be nervous, Lu Fei." The sect leader comforted Lu Fei deeply.
"I'm very relaxed." Lu Fei tried his best to stop moving, but his legs didn't seem to listen to him.
"Then why are you shaking?" The sect leader rolled his eyes at Lu Fei.
"The air conditioner's too cold." Lu Fei said with a red face.
The sect leader sweated profusely.
At some point, Han Shaofen had already taken off her shoes. The expressions of everyone on the stage became more and more focused. This was an affectionate singing.
After the song ended, thunderous applause rang out. Someone actually stood up, and even the band members bowed to Han Shaofen. It could be seen how successful this performance was and how deeply rooted it was in the hearts of the people.
Tang Yan, who was in front of the makeup mirror, was a mess. She was like an ant on a hot pan. The makeup artists around her were even more anxious.
"If you have time, help me fix my hair," Tang Yan asked anxiously.
"Yes, don't worry," a female makeup artist replied.
"No, even if I don't wear a hat, I still have to put on a hat first." Tang Yan begged again in a mess.
"Don't worry." A male makeup artist tidied her hair and comforted her.
"No, help me put on a rubber band first." Tang Yan's request was almost hysterical. Finally, it touched the makeup artist's heart. They fulfilled her request and helped her put on the black headscarf.
"Don't be nervous," Lu Fei appeared again at some point. When he saw the panicking Tang Yan, he also comforted her.
"Why are you here again?" Tang Yan took the time to reply.
"Sometimes, I really am everywhere." Lu Fei crossed his arms in front of his chest. He looked very tall, as if that was the posture he should have.
Everyone was sweating profusely.
"Just now, I think I saw you like an ant on a hot pan," Tang Yan teased.
"That's because the air conditioner's temperature is low," Lu Fei explained.
"It's already 28 degrees. How is that low?" Sure enough, it was as Tang Yan said. The air conditioner's temperature had been raised at some point, and Lu Fei didn't know.
Lu Fei quickly ran away.
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