"Okay, pay attention to the use of breath and try again."

After being stopped, Mei Ziyun gave some instructions again, and when she heard the words "do it again", Mei Ziyun's face turned bitter.

Mei Ziyun's eyes were clearly unconvinced, but Mei Qiupei, who was photographed, was stern and did not dare to say a word.

Mei Ziyun is seventeen this year. As far as I can remember, my grandfather Mei Qiupei has always had a good temper, but as long as it involves singing, he is serious and there is absolutely no room for negotiation.

Mei Qiupei's vision is indeed ruthless, and Mei Ziyun is indeed talented in singing and opera. Coupled with years of hard training, his basic skills are extremely solid.

But as he grew older, Mei Ziyun gradually had more ideas of his own and was unable to understand many of Mei Qiupei's practices.

For example, on this hot day, instead of singing in the yard, why not sing comfortably in the house with the air conditioner blowing!

The weather is so hot, can you sing well even if you are restless? Being physically and mentally happy is also beneficial to your performance.

Moreover, he felt that he could already sing better than many of his brothers and sisters in the theater, but his grandfather would not let him make his official debut, always saying to wait a little longer.

No matter what Mei Ziyun asked, Mei Qiupei didn't agree.

What's the point of just sharpening your sword every day and not going to the battlefield? This is also the reason why Mei Ziyun has a rebellious mentality.

Mei Qiupei seemed to have noticed Mei Ziyun's emotions, thought for a moment, sighed and said: "Stop for a moment and take a rest."

Mei Ziyun's face lit up, and without saying a word, she jumped off the stage, grabbed the mineral water and drank it.

Looking at Mei Ziyun, who had put so much effort into cultivating him, Mei Qiupei sighed secretly.

In fact, how could he not see what his grandson was thinking?

In his opinion, Mei Ziyun's talent is even higher than his own back then, but if he wants to completely take over his mantle...

One word, difficult.

There is no problem with talent, and the conditions are many times better than before. In the final analysis, the training is just not hard enough.

Nowadays, living conditions are getting better, and young people have more choices. If you don't sing, go do something else, make a living or even live a better life, why do you have to suffer this day after day?

In that era, today's young people cannot appreciate the desire and pursuit of singing opera among my group of people.

When Mei Qiupei was in his teens and learning from his master, the entire troupe consisted of just one donkey. The donkey didn't ride on people, so it carried all the troupe's belongings on its back, with people following behind, for dozens or hundreds of miles.

Go singing in the streets.

As long as there is a chance to play, that is when the master and his brothers and sisters laugh the most happily, no matter whether the stage is on the terrace or indoors, in the wind or in the rain.

Why did he have to let Mei Ziyun sing under the sun? It was to hone Mei Ziyun's mind so that in the future, she would be able to sing well without being affected by unfavorable stage conditions or emergencies.

Because once the play starts, it must be sung to the end even if there is no one in the audience. Just because mortals don't listen doesn't mean that ghosts and gods don't listen.

Listening from all directions, one side is a human being, three directions are ghosts, and four directions are gods.

This is a rule left by our ancestors.

Mei Qiupei's thoughts were distracted and he remained silent for a long time. Mei Ziyun at the side naturally noticed.

My grandfather is "remembering the bitter and thinking of the sweet" again.

Mei Ziyun blinked, and subconsciously tightened the bottle cap much softer, for fear of interrupting Mei Qiupei's thoughts.

It's better to think more, so you don't have to chase yourself to practice.

Mei Ziyun performed a "gliding step" in an opera, moved her body quietly under the shade of a tree, put the still slightly icy mineral water on the back of her neck, and couldn't help but moan.

Cool!

At this moment, the cell phone rang, interrupting Mei Qiupei's thoughts.

What a pity, Mei Ziyun sighed secretly, complaining in her heart that the call came at the wrong time.

Mei Qiupei took the phone and was stunned when he saw the caller, then laughed and answered the call.

"Haha, Lao Liu!"

"If you're not your professor, why do you have the time to call me, an opera singer?"

Old Liu Mei Ziyun suddenly realized that this seemed to be a good friend of his grandfather. He had heard his grandfather mention this person in his memory, and he seemed to be a music professor.

Actually, I also want to sing pop music, Mei Ziyun thought to herself.

Although singing opera is boring, it is not as popular as a young lady who sings pop music. Besides, I have been singing opera for so many years, so I have no problem with my singing skills.

Mei Qiupei was still chatting with the other party over there, with a rather surprised tone.

"What? You brought students to visit me?"

"We're on the road and we'll be there in about ten kilometers? No, Lao Liu, why is the wind blowing you so fast?"

"Okay, okay, I'm at home, come directly."

"Your meal is indispensable!"

Mei Qiupei said the last sentence with a smile and hung up the phone.

Want to receive guests? Mei Ziyun suddenly became happy again, which means there is no need to practice.

As expected, Mei Qiupei said: "Ziyun, take a rest and change your clothes."

"Help grandpa make a pot of tea again. An old friend is coming soon."

Mei Ziyun responded and quickly ran to the air-conditioned room.

The person who called Mei Qiupei was naturally Liu Minkang.

Knowing that Ye Zhiqiu wanted to sing an opera tune, Liu Minkang did some research, but after thinking about it, he directly brought Ye Zhiqiu to Mei Qiupei's home in Wuzhong City.

Huahai is just over a hundred kilometers away from Wuzhong City, more than an hour's drive.

If you want to learn, learn from the best, and for the song "Chi Ling", it's worth the trip.

In the car, Ye Zhiqiu was also shocked when he heard Liu Minkang's introduction.

This battle is quite big!

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly became confident in performing the song "Chi Ling", and at the same time, he felt slightly moved in his heart.

Mei Qiupei belongs to the category of artists. As long as I can learn a few tricks from such a famous teacher, I will definitely benefit a lot.

Liu Minkang is using his connections to pave the way for himself.

The car got off the highway and did not drive into the city center. Instead, it drove in the suburbs to a house with the characteristics of Wuzhong area.

It seemed that he had almost guessed the time when the two would arrive. Ye Zhiqiu noticed that an old man and a young man had just arrived at the door.

The old man is not tall, but standing there he is like a green pine, with a certain aura of his own. The young man looks about seventeen or eighteen years old, with the same tall figure and childish face. He looks curiously at the people who are getting out of the car.

Two figures.

"Haha, Lao Liu! (Lao Mei)!"

The two old men were extremely happy to meet each other, and they held hands and exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Ye Zhiqiu also greeted Mei Ziyun with a smile, and Mei Ziyun politely returned the greeting.

Suddenly, Mei Ziyun stared at Ye Zhiqiu carefully, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he blurted out: "Are you Ye Zhiqiu? Gouzuo...!"

As if he was shocked that the "dog author" situation was wrong, Mei Ziyun quickly shut up, but the excitement in his eyes could not be concealed.

Ye Zhiqiu was also stunned, and suddenly felt that the world was really small.

The young man in front of me is either a fan of "Zhu Xian" or "Immortal Sword".
Chapter completed!