Chapter 2 (1/2)

Duan Tianying, who was asleep on the table, suddenly woke up, and the dream was just terrible. Her mind was still woody, and she felt that everything around her seemed strange. It was not until the sound of singing and singing in Beijing opera that she heard from her ear that she was completely removed from her dreams. For a moment, the birds screamed and the skin touched the warm sunshine. The scenery that has just been black and white is alive.

The room she is in is not big, but the victory is clean and tidy. The window sill is full of green plants and gadgets. Underneath the baby’s arm is a movie magazine. The open page is just about introducing a gangster love movie that will be released soon. She stared at the beautiful woman wearing a red cheongsam on the movie poster and shook her head at her dark gunpoint. It must have been because of this article that she would dream like that.

Duan Tianying suddenly remembered something, and a nap almost missed something big! She quickly crept out of the room and visited below.

In the practice field after the rain, the flowers and plants are green and green, and they are angry.

Duan Tianying used the flowers and plants in the large flower pot as a cover, hiding behind him and peeking at the back of the dragonfly. The pair of clear scorpions reveal a bit of ecstasy in the mottled sunshine. Familiar with her brothers and sisters, if you see her appearance, you know that this ghost girl has a bad idea!

In front of us, the troupe’s teachers and brothers are practicing the basic skills of the opera in a uniform manner.

The troupe class owner is nine years old, that is, she is squatting. She is sitting on the recliner in the middle of the practice field and closing her eyes to raise her spirits. She supervises the voice of their practice with their ears. He remembered words and gestures, and seemed to be rehearsing a wonderful drama in his mind.

Everyone is strong and strong, and when they sing a martial artist, they are full of masculinity. When the tune changes, only one turn, the same batch of men can immediately play the role of the horn, pick up the cloud hand, use for pull out the singer. It’s amazing.

This is the basic skill of Beijing Opera that can be used for a decade.

Other troupes, one person sing a character in a lifetime is a success. The nine-year-old red team needs to be born, and the net, the end, the ugly all have to get the chance to stage.

Duan Tianying from the big flowerpot, the thief barely showed his head and made a sly gesture to the brothers. The star pendant hanging from her neck slipped out of the collar, and the jewels with high clarity were shining in the sun.

She doesn’t decorate the pimple, she even claims to be sloppy, but her teeth are soft and feminine, like a pink rose that is first released. Duan Tianying has a unique white skin and a long, soft black hair. In order to facilitate her practice, she always likes to braid long hair into a thick slick oil to the waist. Whenever you want to punish her every time, always grab a standard.

Realizing that the teachers and sisters are watching their own exercises, the spirits of the brothers are more energetic, and they are all showing their own efforts, singing and playing, even jumping up and down, and doing nothing. Tian Ying was teased and laughed, but he did not dare to laugh.

Suddenly a sap sounded. Tian Ying is like a frightened bird, retracted into a large flower pot. The brothers and sisters are silent in silence.

At the age of nine, he was holding a stick, and he was long and beautiful. He was glaring at the eyebrows. He walked to the front of the brothers in a few steps, and his eyes were swept one by one. The brothers and sisters were not dared to look straight.

“You one by one, there is no big skill on the stage. It is better than anyone else! You talk about it, is it a troupe, or a circus? Are you singing ones or monkeys?” ”

Tian Ying apologized to the brothers and spit out their tongues and began to sneak into the door.

She noticed that the apprentices were absent-minded and looked at them, suddenly turning their heads. She seemed to have a long eye on her back, and she was fascinated by a flash of hiding behind the pillars, just hiding from his sight.

The brothers and sisters were as premeditated as possible, and quickly screened for her, distracting the attention : “Master, we are wrong, we should not practice well, we will not dare next time.”

. He turned his head and knocked their heads with a stick.