Chapter 339 Hua Ling's Freshman

"hehe." Ye Liu laughed twice.

"I'm still laughing," Lian Xingyue can't wait to beat Ye Liu twice. This piano can be said to be valuable. If it really breaks Ye Liu, he may not be able to afford to buy the Earl's Palace of Jiangling.

"It doesn't matter." Yan Hualing quickly came to comfort Lian Xingyue. Isn't it good?"

"Humph," Lian Xingyue gave a fierce look at Ye Liu, "Sit back well,"

Although I don't know why Xingyue did such a big job, this order just tunneled Ye Liu's wish.

Xiao Nan came to the front of the piano with a round bench in her arms. After finishing the activity, she said that she was ready. After a few words, Lian Xingyue and Yan Hualing walked down from the stage with Xiao Ya.

"Brother Ye Liu, today is the first audition of this play. If there is anything lacking, you can say it." Yan Hualing said with a smile on the stage.

"Uh..." Ye Liu can only nod to show that he knew. Not to mention when he became Yan Hualing's senior brother, even if Yan Hualing sang right at all, he was really not qualified to give advice to Guan Zhuyun, except for whistling and often couldn't blow the tune.

"Just listen carefully." Lian Xingyue stretched out her hand to sort out Ye Liu's crooked collar when he moved the piano, and then made it back.

Yan Hualing wanted Xiao Nan to signal, and then the melodious piano sounded.

Music is a language common to all mankind. As long as it is not deaf, it will react to the sound. Ye Liu is no different. Hearing the wonderful music, Ye Liu can also be moved by the emotions contained in it. Therefore, when Yan Hualing finished singing the song, Ye Liu has cried all over his face.

Moreover, he also knows why this often makes himself, a person who has nothing to do with elegant art, because this solo performance is a love story named Zheng Ye and Yujun. Ye Liu doesn't remember that the big novelist once said such a sentence, as if the person had a An inch of a board?

means that tragedy is to smash wonderful things for people to see. According to this standard, Yan Hualing's singing just now is probably similar to the effect of breaking all ceramics and jade in the whole imperial museum in ancient times.

"Is my father that miserable?" Ye Quanquan asked Lian Xingyue next to him, but what he saw was a charming face full of tears. When Lian Xingyue saw Ye Liu, he immediately threw himself into his arms and began to suffer. Before long, Ye Liu felt that his chest was wet.

After a long time, Lian Xingyue's mood gradually calmed down.

"Hua Ling. This play will definitely become a classic." Lian Xingyue knew that Yan Hualing's new play would definitely cause a sensation in the empire, or after that, the name of the empire's first singer would be changed.

"Thank you." Yan Hualing's eyes were also a little red and swollen. Just now, not only the three people under the stage cried. Although she didn't know how many times she had read the story, when she entangled her mind and sang while experiencing the mood of the characters in the play, Yan Hualing still couldn't control her feelings.

"Thanks to Aya and Xiaonan for writing this script." Yan Hualing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said with a smile, "And the materials provided by Ye Liu, if it weren't for the banquet that day, I wouldn't have returned to this play."

"But isn't that night too miserable," Ye Liu said unnaturally. He died again. His wife and children dispersed. Finally, he blinded his eyes. As soon as he touched his lover's hand, he died under the knife of his old enemy..." Ye Liu didn't know what expression he used now, and how he was so familiar with this name.

"This is..." As soon as Yan Hualing made a sound, she was suppressed by a gentle voice.

"These are some changes I have made."

After Ye Liu finished reading, his eyes immediately stopped. Ye Liu has seen many beautiful women for more than ten years, but no one has ever had such a big impact on himself.

It's just beautiful. Reaching the level of Guan Zhuyun and Yan Hualing can be said to be an extreme point. As long as people can feel this beauty, no matter what your hobbies are, when you see them, you have to say that this is a great beauty.

But there are two kinds of beauty, one is superficial beauty and the other is inner beauty. Inner beauty is not spiritual beauty. This kind of beauty can also be seen by the eyes. At the same time, this beauty can also be felt. This is a temperament, and it is not limited to this. It can be manifested between hands and feet.

The previous person has evolved both external beauty and internal beauty to an extreme. Like Yan Hualing, she has long hair and coiled her head, making a bun and an egg-shaped face, which has nothing to do with perfect distribution, and almost perfectly matched her eyes, nose, or lips.

The eyebrows are beautiful, the eyes are like stars, the lips are red, and the lips look young, but it gives people the feeling that they are very mature. There is a feeling of 20 to 40. Ye Liu really can't be sure where the other party is at that age and is tall, which Yan Hualing is also very similar to her teacher.

Wearing a long black skirt, it is simple and simple, but with a brooch and belt, it not only reveals the waistline of its golden ratio, but also deepens the overall sense of hierarchy.

Ye Liu took a deep breath before withdrawing his mind from the woman's figure.

"Teacher." Yan Hualing opened her mouth gently. As Ye Liu imagined, this person was Feng Yunyu. Sure enough, she is the first singer of the empire. Sure enough, she is a woman who can make countless men in the empire shake, and her father can run out from under her skirt. Ye Liu knew that based on this alone, he would have to practice for at least 20 years.

"I made some changes to the plot of the story." Feng Yunyu said with a smile that the young man in front of him was exactly the same as when he first saw him. He was stupid and cute, but rational and scary.

"Hmm..." Ye Liu didn't know how to call the woman in front of him. The brain got stuck for a while,

"Call my aunt and call you your father..." Feng Yunyu said half a sentence, and the second half of the sentence was taken back.

"Aunt Feng." Ye Liu nodded and saluted.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect his son to be so old in a blink of an eye." Feng Yunyu put the house on Ye Liu's shoulder. Compared with Ye Liu, Feng Yunyu was still a little shorter. So when I looked at Ye Liu, I had to look up at the big boy.

"How have you been these years?"

"Ah, it's okay," Ye Liu grabbed his head. This question was very abrupt.

"He, he really has no news?" Although there was some hesitation, Feng Yunyu finally asked this question.

"Yes, I haven't heard from my father since I was 12 years old." Ye Liu nodded.

Although she had known about this for a long time, Feng Yunyu still shook her body slightly when she heard Ye Liuqing say it.

"Teacher." Seeing Feng Yunyu's inappropriateness, Yan Hualing could also go forward to help her teacher.

"It's okay, A Ling." Feng Yunyu opened Yan Hualing's hand. I'm fine."

When she first came to the theater, Ye Liu didn't have a pole. She thought she wouldn't know Z'ale, but she didn't expect to meet again in the end, and was shocked by the beauty just now. For a moment, she didn't know what to say next.

"A Ling, today is for your opera." Feng Yunyu pulled down his proud disciple,

Seeing that the situation was not so embarrassing, Xiao Nan and Xiao Ya, Ye Liulian Xingyue immediately sat down.

"Very good, the teacher just finished listening to it. Very good." Feng Yunyu's face was full of smiles, and she was very happy to have such a gifted and hard-working student.

"Now it seems that you can already be a teacher."

"What!" Yan Hualing opened her eyes indescribably when she heard this sentence.

"Old, teacher...do you want to drive me away?"

"Silly boy, what are you thinking about?" The wind smiled evenly. Sooner or later, you will be independent.

"No, I don't want to leave the teacher." Yan Hualing cried and threw herself into Feng Yunyu's arms.

"I didn't let you go," Feng Yunyu immediately comforted when she saw that Yan Hualing was very unstable, "It's just that you don't have to hang my name when you come out to perform in the future."

"No, I don't want it, I don't want it." Yan Hualing still tears worthless,

Knowing that this student can't accept this news for the time being, Feng Yunyu can only hold her like this and let Yan Hualing become a teacher. Although Feng Yunyu is also reluctant, this is also a must. Wild animals will be kicked out of the house by their mother when they become adults.

This is the price everyone has to pay to grow. Today, once this beautiful world is performed, Yan Hualing will definitely become a new generation of superstars in the empire, and her wings can no longer protect Yan Hualing, who has been able to fight the storm.

After a while, Yan Hualing raised her body with tears in her eyes, "Teacher, I won't leave."

"Stupid child. You can come back whenever you want in the future. This is your home and will always be your home. Feng Yunyu wiped away her tears for her students, but the makeup powder on Yan Hualing's face had become a small flowery face.

"There are still your friends here," Feng Yunyu said gently. Teacher, I, I..."

Seeing that Yan Hualing's tears were leaving two more, Feng Yunyu could only hug Yan Hualing here.

Ye Liu did not expect that he had just been moved to cry, and there was a tragedy in front of him immediately. Although Ye Liu rarely cares about his own business, he couldn't help crying so miserably, "Aunt Feng, why do you have to let Hualing out?"

Ye Liu doesn't know much about the entertainment industry. Therefore, such questions can only be raised.

"Oh," Feng Yunyu comforted the sobbing fireworks, "A Ling is still very young, and there is an infinite stage waiting for her in the empire. From the moment I first saw her, I knew that she was born to stand in front of everyone and sing."

Feng Yunyu smiled and seemed to think of the scene of meeting Yan Hualing for the first time. Over the years, without this intimate student, I didn't know how to survive.

"I have rarely performed in the Empire." Feng Yunyu shook her head with a wry smile, "There is no ** when I was young. Sing it out, it's just a sound.

Although he didn't say it clearly, Ye Liu still felt that Aunt Feng's singing must have an inseparable relationship with his father.

"Now that A Ling is with me, it is difficult to learn anything else. She has reached a bottleneck. If she wants to continue to grow, she must find new feelings and find new **. And I can't give these to her anymore."