Below the stage, in the VIP area, Huang Yuanping's father, Huang Huiqing, was also looking up at the stage.

When he saw his father wearing costume again and appearing on the stage, his eyes couldn't help but get wet.

If wearing costumes and singing on stage was Huang Yuanping's childhood, then it was almost half of his life.

When he was young, he spent almost half of his time traveling around with his father's theater troupe.

It was also in this environment that Huang Huiqing gradually grew up, worked, got married, and had children.

It was also at that time that the theater troupe was increasingly declining.

Almost every night, he could hear his father sighing.

You can see your mother under the lamp, constantly mending the worn-out costumes.

Finally one day, my mother fell ill.

He still remembers what it was like when his mother was terminally ill and his father was so poor that he couldn't come up with money to treat her.

It was he who used his own salary to keep his mother alive for two years off and on.

But the mother finally gave up and left.

He still remembered that that night, he was crying so hard outside the factory workshop.

From that day on, he seemed to hate these things in his heart.

Whether it's acting or singing, they are both not doing their job properly and have no future.

But he never expected that his son Huang Yuanping would eventually embark on this path.

"Crossing the streets and rivers

Walking through light rain and falling snow

why don't you like ice cream

How many candied haws are there in a bunch..."

He never thought that in Huang Yuanping's heart, those days when he went to sing opera with his grandfather in those years were so important.

At that time, the theater was no longer as prosperous as it used to be, and there were not many people going to the theatre, so it could barely survive every day.

My father's finances have always been very tight, and he was reluctant to even buy one for himself.

Yes, among the elders of that era, who would be willing to buy themselves a bunch of candied haws?

"The costumes are old and patched and sewn into patterns.

The big drum beat and the walls were mottled

An old theater converted into a shopping mall

Last time I passed by, there was still a sticker on the wall

You said your hair seemed to have been blown white by the strong wind.

He turned around and said that the candied haws on a stick are so expensive.

Someone is singing in a small corner on the roadside at night

The gongs are dumb, the drums are broken, the erhu strings are loose..."

Gu Xiaobai finished singing the second verse, and on another stage, the old man took over:

"Su San left Hongdong County and came to the mansion. I didn't say anything, but I felt so miserable. The gentlemen who passed by listened to my words. That one went to Nanjing to pass the message to my Sanlang, saying that Su San would die.

, I will repay you by being transformed into a dog or horse in the next life..."

Looking at the old man's efforts to cover up, but still able to see wrinkles in the corners of his eyes, and listening to the old man's singing, but still hoarse voice, Huang Huiqing felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

But he couldn't help but sang along softly.

He had heard this singing tune countless times.

Every sentence seems to be imprinted deep in my memory.

Because under the stage, among the crowds of people, there is always a place at the front that belongs to him.

At that time, he looked at the old man with such admiration.

He listened to the play again, again, and again.

And the children who gathered in front of the stage looked at him with such envy.

The piano played again, and Gu Xiaobai sang the last verse.

"Grandma's dressing box with mahogany box and inlaid mirror"

There is a handsome young man hidden in the black and white photo

Who secretly washed your long-sleeved Tsing Yi?

Who secretly warmed your tea?

Who is it that Qiyun is looking at?

Smile, whose beauty is the beauty of Yutang?

This flower pleat has been mended by myself

You didn’t want to wear it again after you left…”

The sub-stage carrying the old man slowly lowered. Before he completely fell under the water, a cry was suddenly heard from the VIP area.

A man won't shed tears easily.

When Gu Xiaobai finished singing the last line of the last section, he let go of the piano and stood up.

Behind him, the piano gradually descended and fell into the stage.

Only then did everyone realize that at some point, all the other stages had been lowered, and only Gu Xiaobai was left on the stage.

In the center of the stage, the lights flashed, Gu Xiaobai's body turned, and with a "wow" sound, his clothes changed, and he wore floral pleats. Then he unfolded his sleeves to cover his face. When he appeared in front of everyone again, he was already

He is a Tsing Yi.

Gu Xiaobai's appearance in Tsing Yi captivates the country and the city.

Under Gu Xiaobai's feet, the central stage was slowly descending. He moved his steps slightly, walking on the stage, and then the pretty and high-pitched Xun School singing started:

"Remembering the prostitution house back then

I have to meet the young master and have a good match..."

Compared with the old man's muted singing just now, Gu Xiaobai's singing was straight and round, as if he was already a famous person.

His steps on the stage are like moving clouds, his long sleeves are like flowing water, and the smile on his face captures the soul.

At this time, the surrounding water had already flowed across the stage, and then...

Everyone’s eyes seemed to be bulging out!

Gu Xiaobai actually stood on the water.

In the center of the moon pool, Gu Xiaobai, dressed in floral pleats, is reflected on the mirror-like water surface.

The next second, he flicked his sleeves, moved lightly, and ran in a small circle.

His steps were gentle, creating a series of fine ripples on the water. The ripples intersected with each other and spread, as if weaving beautiful patterns.

In the stands, the audience were stunned.

"Damn it, no!"

"You can actually walk on water?"

"There must be a glass stage under the water!"

"Why are you standing on the water?"

"This is not scientific..."

I originally thought that Gu Xiaobai’s lifting stage in the water was completely high-tech.

But no one thought that Gu Xiaobai could come up with new tricks!

No whales, no stage, you can perform on the water!

No matter how this is achieved, the effect is really cool!

Especially when combined with the lights shining from under the water, it really feels like walking in waves and dusty socks.

Gu Xiaobai sang while walking:

"Sent to Hongdong and suffered hardships

The slave was unjustly imprisoned and almost maimed with a knife..."

At this point, Gu Xiaobai stood in the middle of the moon pool, raising his right hand and gently pulling on his snow-white sleeve with his left hand, hiding his face behind.

When the water sleeves blocked Gu Xiaobai's face, his face showed resentment or sadness, but when his face was revealed from behind the water sleeves again, it showed joy or joy.

“Now the injustice can be clarified
To be continued...