The sudden accident made everyone stunned.

The safety officer in the car also had a helpless look on his face. He could do this. This was the first time he had seen such a strange situation.

It can only be said that Ye Zhiqiu was unlucky.

The voice announcement came so suddenly that netizens who originally thought there was nothing interesting to watch were stunned for a few seconds, and then the barrage exploded.

"It's dead! It's actually dead!?"

"Hahahahahahahaha I was laughing so hard, this is okay!"

"I'm so speechless. The author is so evil. He can do this!"

"If you don't understand, just ask, isn't it driving fine? Why did it suddenly hang up?"

"There is a closing section at the end of the road test. If you fail to close the door within the specified time, you will be deducted 100 points."

"...It's not Ye Zhiqiu's fault, right? Who would have thought that the aunt would be so unreasonable and hit the car door directly with her electric car, and he couldn't even close it even if he wanted to."

"This aunt...isn't particular about it."

"This is too embarrassing, but I still want to laugh hahahahaha!"

"No matter what the reason is, if you give up, you will give up. Women's clothing will be arranged!"

"Well, it seems like there is another chance."

After finally getting rid of the aunt who seriously violated many traffic rules, Ye Zhiqiu was in a bad mood.

This shit can actually happen!

In desperation, Ye Zhiqiu sat back in the car and started the exam again.

Fortunately, I had two chances, otherwise I would have been really embarrassed and disgraced.

After all, there was no accident the second time and I passed without any danger.

However, the audience in the live broadcast room obviously refused to let him go.

"Actually, if you hang up once, you'll still hang up."

"Dog author, don't renege on your debt."

"You are too cruel."

Ye Zhiqiu just pretended to be stupid and said, "Okay, thank you everyone for cheering for me. This live broadcast ends here. Goodbye!"

Then, when the live broadcast was turned off, the guy who was filming on the opposite side was already unable to hold back his laughter.

Okay, the defense is broken.

...

Ye Zhiqiu crashed the driving test!

How confident I was before, the slap in the face would be louder.

Of course the shady netizens refused to let him go. You said it yourself, but it was just women's clothing. I took a screenshot!

Many netizens directly posted the screenshots, and @ye Zhiqiu’s Weibo account was posted.

"What you say means nothing!"

"As a dog author, I advise you not to be ungrateful."

"Come on, I can bear it even if it hurts your eyes."

Ye Zhiqiu firmly refused to admit this. It was none of my business. Besides, it was too late for the second time.

It's impossible to dress up as a woman, and I can't afford to lose face.

But this incident did give Ye Zhiqiu inspiration for what to sing in the next competition.

Soon, the "Singer" program team received the name of Ye Zhiqiu's singing.

——"Chi Ling".

...

"How to sing opera?" Professor Liu Minkang was stunned when faced with Ye Zhiqiu's question in the office of Huahai University of Communication.

"So I understand. What's the matter?" Liu Minkang said with a smile: "Why, do you have the idea to study in this area? This is quite different from the pronunciation and singing methods of pop music."

"No." Ye Zhiqiu explained: "I'm participating in the "Singer" program right now. The song I want to sing in the next episode incorporates elements of opera, so I want to ask the teacher for advice first."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Liu Minkang's eyes lit up and he said, "What song? Let's take a look."

Ye Zhiqiu handed over a printed document, and Liu Minkang took it.

The office fell into silence, except for the sound of rustling pages.

As time went by, Liu Minkang's expression gradually became serious, and his eyes were extremely solemn.

The song "Chi Ling" is an excellent ancient song in the previous life, and one of the highlights of this song is the dramatic part in the middle.

In fact, with the development of the times, fewer and fewer people pay attention to traditional opera culture. However, the stunning integration of opera in this song and the powerful visual impact have made many viewers who originally didn’t know much about opera watch it for the first time.

For the first time, I felt the elegance of the quintessence of Chinese opera.

What is even more commendable is that the feelings of family and country represented in the lyrics have raised the artistry of this song to another level.

However, the singing of this song is extremely difficult, especially the dramatic part. Ye Zhiqiu tried it himself, but always felt that something was missing.

Either you don't sing, or you have to sing to the best of your ability, so I asked Liu Minkang for advice.

After a long time, Liu Minkang put down the paper in his hand, sighed deeply, and asked: "Do you have a sample?"

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and took out his mobile phone to play the pre-recorded audio.

During the popular singing part, Liu Minkang looked calm and nodded slightly.

As the saying goes, if you don't practice for one day, you will know it, and if you don't practice for two days, your peers will know it. During this period of time, Ye Zhiqiu's singing skills have indeed made great progress.

As expected, when it came to the dramatic part sung by Ye Zhiqiu, Liu Minkang's brows furrowed.

Based on his understanding of the songs, Liu Minkang knew the opera tune, while Ye Zhiqiu used the singing method of the opera actors.

A layman might think it sounds decent at first glance and marvel at the change in Ye Zhiqiu's voice, but in Liu Minkang's eyes, it is naturally impossible to pass the test.

It has its form but not its spirit.

"This song is very good, and there's nothing wrong with the pop vocals."

"As for the drama in the song..." Liu Minkang thought for a moment and said, "Let's go, I will take you to meet someone."

In Wuzhong City, in the courtyard of a pavilion somewhere, a thin old man was lying leisurely on a deck chair.

In the center of the yard, a stage was built with a wooden frame. On the stage, a young man with a delicate face was singing.

The old man's hair is gray, but he is in good spirits. His eyes are clear and do not look old. Whenever he feels that the young people on the stage are singing incorrectly, he will correct him. His tone is not slow but has a certain rhythm and a unique seriousness.

and a sense of oppression.

Although the pond in the courtyard is shaded by trees, the heat wave brought by the dog days of July is still extremely sweltering. The young people on the stage have been singing for more than an hour, and there are fine beads of sweat on their foreheads and temples.

The old man's name is Mei Qiupei, and the young man's name is Mei Ziyun. They are grandfather and grandson.

When Mei Qiupei was young, he was a famous opera master who performed on behalf of the country.

After singing opera all his life, opera has been engraved in Mei Qiupei's bones, so he naturally wants to "carry on his father's legacy".

Of course, opera singing should start from a young age. Mei Ziyun's father has experienced inhumane hard training since he was a child. As a result, he was beaten, scolded and scolded. After being forced to practice for so long, in Mei Qiupei's eyes, he still sang like a mess.

In the end, Mei Qiupei finally accepted the cruel reality. His son really had no talent in the opera world, and his practice was in vain. He waved his hand and let Mei Ziyun and his father go wherever they wanted...

The son who was freed from the sea of ​​suffering was naturally ecstatic. He let the birds fly as high as the sky, and soon... he gave Mei Qiupei a grandson, that is, Mei Ziyun.

Mei Qiupei, who originally had traditional ideas, was very angry at his son's behavior of killing someone before he got married. He actually rolled his eyes. Unexpectedly, when Mei Ziyun was three years old, Mei Qiupei was shocked to find that his grandson was performing in an opera.

His talent is outstanding, he is many times better than his father.

Talent is something that is passed down from generation to generation?

Mei Qiupei's mind became active again. If "the son inherits the father's legacy" is not possible, "the sun inherits the grandfather's legacy" will also work!

Mei Ziyun's father knew the hardships of singing and felt sorry for his son, but after Mei Qiupei said, "If he doesn't practice it, you can practice it", he nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Chapter completed!