Peking Opera performances focus on the singing voice of the actors, conveying joy, anger, sorrow and joy through singing, reciting, and beating, and embellish the characters with rich colors. Only those who have accumulated many years of experience in music theory, language, singing and performance skills, plus constant stage performances, can be considered a first-stage scholar. The ten minutes on the stage are spent working day and night behind the scenes to "steal the waist", "get the top", open the voice to pronounce, and finally enter the show. Among them, hard work and talent must account for at least one of them. Shen Manzhi is half of the latter group. "Teacher Shen, please close your eyes." The ends of the eyes that rise up into the temples outline the shape of red and phoenix eyes, and the thin willow-leaf eyebrows highlight the gentleness and brightness of Tsing Yi. She closed her eyes and let the makeup artist draw her eyes and lips. On the day when the admission notice was sent to the Shen family, Shen Luo invited friends in the circle to gather at home. Shen Manzhi stood at the door to claim the express delivery. After signing, he turned around. Silk ribbons fell from the sky, and high-pitched cheers suddenly sounded. "Congratulations to my sister for being admitted to the Academy of Chinese Opera!"
Shen Luo's laughter came from the second floor of the villa. She was leaning on the railing, swaying the red wine in her glass, smiling, "Thank you sisters for supporting my sister!" Ribbons and colorful flowers were sprayed on Shen Manzhi in the front yard, but those laughters were mixed with unabashed ridicule. These nobles from wealthy families had high self-esteem and looked down upon the "three schools" on the admission notice in Shen Manzhi's hand, let alone the drama academy where she went. Shen Manzhi raised his eyes and looked at Shen Luo, pulled off the ribbon on his head, and entered the living room calmly. Everyone thought she was humiliated and was hiding, so they laughed and started chatting again. The last part of the banquet was the cake cutting. The rich second generation, who were only fifteen or sixteen years old, gathered around the cake table and laughed. Before Shen Luo came down, they were sprayed all over by the eight-layer cake that suddenly exploded in front of them. Covered in jam. Complaints kept coming and going, but the owner didn't come forward to appease and resolve them, so he had to curse and return in despair. The person being blamed was being forced to tremble in the corner. Shen Manzhi held a baseball bat and circled Shen Luo in the corner of the locker room. He stepped on the wall with his long legs, lowered his body, and looked at her indifferently. "You changed my college entrance examination application?" Shen Luo held her head, fearing that the baseball bat above her head would fall, "I...I don't know what you are talking about!" "Do you also do illegal and criminal things?" Shen Manzhi looked at her pretending to be dumbfounded and tugged at the corners of her lips, "That's right, it's not the first time you have done this kind of thing." After saying that, she loosened her grip slightly and hit Shen Luo on the head with the baseball bat. "what!" Shen Manzhi clicked his tongue slightly, "What do you call it? It doesn't hurt." She knelt down and pulled up Shen Luo's ponytail like a gangster who was even more arrogant because she just came of age, "Apologise." After all, Shen Luo was just a fifteen-year-old girl. She looked like I felt pity for her as she sobbed and repeated the three words "I'm sorry." At that time, Shen Manzhi was only eighteen years old.
The banquet for the senior year of high school is scheduled to be hot pot on the night of the last day of the college entrance examination. The head teacher repeatedly nagged every student to come. After finishing the last exam, Shen Manzhi handed in his paper and left the teaching building to see his head teacher standing outside. She was always amiable and said, "Manzhi, I'm coming for dinner tonight." Just like he said every time when he brought her back from the principal's office: Manzhi, if you are bullied, tell the teacher first and don't fight alone next time. The thought of going to the boxing gym was instantly abandoned. But she still disappointed the teacher. On the way to the hot pot restaurant, Shen Manzhi met the school bully group who had graduated. Bully of bullies. She once again faced off against a crowd, was scarred, and was called to the police by a passing candidate. She fell to the ground, and with the little strength she had left, she took out her mobile phone and called the teacher. The call was answered, but no one answered. Just in the noisy background, I heard her name, Shen Manzhi, from many people. "Fortunately, Shen Manzhi didn't come, otherwise I wouldn't have been happy with this meal..." "That's right, a gangster like Shen Manzhi knows how to fight all day long and hangs out with those unscrupulous people outside the school. I don't want to be my roommate with her. Every day I am afraid that someone will come to trouble me..." "She has a lot of boyfriends outside school, right? A lot of people in school are chasing her, but she is very aloof. I don't know how many people she has slept with..." "I've seen her with injuries many times. Maybe it was caused by something. She looks cold and cold all day long. She is completely different from her cute sister..." "I heard that she took her sister out to play before, and she almost got abducted by traffickers..." "It's my stepsister. Doesn't she just want to sell her sister?... The phone fell to the ground, Shen Manzhi closed his eyes, leaned against the wall, bent his legs in front of him, and buried his head in his knees. What a miserable life, Shen Manzhi. "Teacher Shen, okay, let's take a look, what do you think?" A few peach blossoms on the temples show how stunning Tsing Yi is. She raised her eyes slightly, revealing the beauty under the extremely gorgeous makeup, mixed with cold, arrogant and determined charm, and the softness of a woman born with her. She was dignified and restrained, with all kinds of charm under her skin. "It's so beautiful!" The makeup artist watching from the side couldn't help but sigh. This face is really made so well. Coupled with the actor's temperament and figure, when he glances up, he looks cold and elegant, but in fact, he hides a charming and passionate character that makes people want to love him. . "Thanks for your hard work." Shen Manzhi stood up, nodded to the makeup artist, and waited behind her for Teacher Fu Daohua to dress her. The aqua blue base is dyed to the white sleeves, making the figure as soft as silk. "Teacher Shen is really chasing after God to feed him." "Isn't that right? Not to mention her suitability for the role, her singing is even better than that of a teacher who has been in school for seven or eight years."
Shen Manzhi looked calm, walked to the end of the corridor outside with his long sleeves rolled up, and began to sing before the performance. When the text message sent the acceptance notice, it was a very hot evening. She was carrying Bess out of the music hall and went downstairs to the convenience store across the street to buy a bottle of mineral water. The young and beautiful girl has a ponytail, a fair swan neck, and a loose t-shirt hem pressed into her jeans. Her legs are long and her waist is thin, which actually brings out a bit of laziness. She took out her phone to check out and saw the official text message. The words of congratulations finally fell on the focus of "Beijing Opera Academy". How could the choice she filled out in person be for a school she had never considered? When she logged into the official website to check and saw the school she was admitted to, she held her water bottle, snorted lightly, turned around, and carried Bess to the Internet cafe next door. The reporting hotline cannot find the person who tampered with the application. It was Shen Luo who couldn't hide his pride and blew himself up that made her suspicious of their mother and daughter. It was through such a strange combination of circumstances that she got into this business. The etiquette, music, poetry and calligraphy cultivated since childhood indeed gave Shen Manzhi a lot of foundation for learning opera. With a little talent, he was able to master the essence in just two years and amaze everyone. But this doesn't mean that she doesn't care about what the mother and daughter did. The audience was already full of guests, with thunderous applause. The Chi family was paving the way for Young Master Chi. The scene was always grand. "Teacher Shen, we will start in ten minutes!" She nodded in response, slowly walked towards her with a pair of colored shoes and stood behind the curtain. Across the stage stood Yilin dressed in peach and pink. The look between the soft and lively little girl and the gentle, respectful and thrifty lady. I will definitely finish writing the next chapter of this drama and post it tomorrow