Quick Wear: BE cannon fodder does not follow the routine

Chapter 347: Voices Touch My Heart! (6)

Hearing someone commenting behind her, Bai Yu became even angrier. She turned her head and saw a girl peeking through the flower wall behind her.

The actors who were criticized like this were so angry that they turned their noses up in the air and said nonchalantly: "It's as if you know so much. A layman doesn't understand anything at all."

"Big sister, please kick her out. She is disturbing our practice."

"Get out of here. You are not qualified to listen to our performance. We are studying under the most famous Yue Opera teacher in the area. Don't talk nonsense."

"Don't talk like you know all this stuff. The Pipa is ten years old, the Zheng is ten thousand years old. Opera is the essence of our Chinese culture."

The person who was severely scolded by the teacher and the others wanted to find a substitute. The sword dancer drew his sword and handed it over, pointing at the girl on the flower wall and said, "If you have the guts, dance for me, or I'll have someone kick you out. This is the territory of your aunt and cousin."

Seeing that her junior brother was so rude, Bai Yu quickly scolded him: "Don't be rude. A single listener can point out your mistakes. Do you feel ashamed now?"

"Senior sister, this girl is here to cause trouble."

"That's right, she doesn't understand anything at all, and she even said that our troupe sang awfully and was ugly."

Gu Yuxi was amused. These little brats were still not convinced. She walked over, put down the flower basket and other things, took off her straw hat, and continued to complain: "It's ugly to begin with. Your voice is unstable. Even the crows sing better than you."

"Shut up, you crow."

The others knew that Junior Sister Wang Bi Han hated it most when people said that her singing sounded like a crow. Even though it was true that she sang like a crow, they couldn't say it for Junior Sister's sake, and their ears had to suffer the consequences every day.

"I told you, your limbs are stiff, your sword dancing is like skipping rope, and your opera singing is like the cry of a crow."

"Shut up, come on if you can, I don't believe you can do it better than me."

Gu Yuxi shook his head and said sincerely: "I know it's hard for you to say this, but I don't have time to teach you now, unless you pay me tuition, 100 yuan an hour, because I still have to work."

Wang Bihan didn't want to let Gu Yuxi go, so she picked up the other party's flower basket, put the sword in his hand, and said arrogantly: "You are cheating! Unless you dance for me, I will have someone kick you out and tell your boss that you are cheating during work hours."

"My job is to get more pay for more work, so cheating doesn't count, right?"

"You are just making up excuses. Dance for me. You are short of money, right? I will give you two hundred and fifty yuan for each dance. Otherwise, I will not let you go."

Bai Yu saw that Miss Jiao was getting angry and quickly stopped her: "Junior Sister Bi Han, this..."

"I don't care. The entire theater belongs to my uncle. If you can sing and dance well, then I will let you go through the back door and have the opportunity to learn behind me."

The others were all excited, and the desire to see the show became stronger and stronger. They said, "We are here to accompany the young lady on a trip. Don't miss it, Bean Sprout. Joining the drama troupe is much better than staying here as a flower farmer."

Wang Bihan put three hundred yuan in a bowl and handed it to Gu Yuxi. She was already impatient and said, "The price has been raised. Didn't you say one hundred yuan an hour? I'll give you three hundred yuan, so why don't you pay it!"

Seeing the charity from the noble man, Gu Yuxi was moved. It was her fault for pointing out other people's faults, so three hundred yuan for an hour was not out of the question.

She had worked as an opera editor and stage designer. She was well versed in things like rhyme in the world of immortal cultivation, so little tricks like opera were no problem for her as well.

"Since Miss has paid the tuition, then I am very grateful."

Wang Bihan crossed her arms and said impatiently, “Hurry up.”

Gu Yuxi held a sharp sword tightly in her hand, placed the flower basket a little further away from herself, and then walked towards the center of the actors. Some people around took out their mobile phones to record this wonderful scene.

Gu Yuxi swung the sword quickly and skillfully behind him, his hands moving smoothly and naturally, showing an expert swordsmanship technique.

Her index and middle fingers were put together, her eyes were focused and determined, as if she had completely immersed herself in the role.

Then, she slowly closed her eyes, adjusted her breathing, and immersed herself in the world of Yu Meiren. When she opened her eyes again, they were full of confidence and determination, as if she was the peerless Yu Meiren, preparing to show off her peerless dance moves.

Bai Yu and the others were still immersed in the wonderful sword dance when they heard a clear, sad and lingering song: "Today I dance for the king, with each move more calmly. Now I will end my husband's worries and fight my way back to Jiangdong..."

The actor's movements were so natural and sophisticated, and every step was graceful, which made Wang Bihan more and more excited the more she watched.

Four minutes later, the actors finished singing and dancing. Wang Bihan was the first to applaud, and then said proudly: "It's just so-so, you have some skills."

Bai Yu thought Gu Yuxi was a female warrior in a certain theater, so she asked, "Little sister, are you from a certain theater?"

"Pretty sister, I'm not, I'm just interested, otherwise I wouldn't be working here."

"Do you know how to practice martial arts? Show me your sword skills."

"Ah, that's another price."

Wang Bihan saw Bai Yu being humiliated and immediately liked Gu Yuxi's honest character. She reminded him, "Big sister, if you want the horse to run, you have to let it eat grass."

Bai Yu also smiled, handed over fifty yuan, and said shyly: "Sister is short of money, please show me fifty yuan."

"Sure, you are so gentle and pretty, little sister."

The girls were all shy after hearing this, this little guy could talk, they saw that the man held the sword differently, and they stepped back.

Difficult moves such as backflips and mid-air sword-pointing were performed in one go, without the help of wire suspensions. They seemed to be seeing the heroic figure of an ancient chivalrous woman.

"it is good!"

Wang Bihan felt like she had discovered a treasure. After Gu Yuxi put the sword back in place, she handed over the pipa and said, "Just now you said that Senior Brother's pipa was too rigid. Why don't you play a non-rigid pipa for me to listen to."

Taking the instrument he was most familiar with, Gu Yuxi sat down and operated it while explaining.

"Both beginners and veterans tend to make this mistake. Things like tone and timbre will become very simple once you understand them. You just played it this way... This is how it should really be played."

Gu Yuxi played the whole piece perfectly. Wang Bihan handed him a hundred yuan and said in embarrassment: "Play the second part of High Mountains and Flowing Water for me."

"Thank you."

For some reason, after listening to Gu Yuxi playing the pipa, Wang Bihan felt a lot calmer and began to think about controlling her temper, as if she had been part of a pyramid scheme.

"The tuition has been paid, and there is nothing I can do if you can't learn it, brother."

"Little sister, we were rude just now. Can you teach me that part again?" The boy took back his pipa and seemed to have some new understanding.

"of course can."