The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 33 Come on, tear it up happily?
"You!" Although Xue Yingying was in the Yihong Courtyard, she had never heard a single word of retort, let alone being beaten, not to mention golden branches and jade leaves, she was also a pampered by thousands of people!

Faced with so many celebrities and gentry, Yang Xueer stared at Xue Yingying without fear after beating someone, and dared to scold her, and the words came to an end:
"Xue Yingying, what kind of oiran are you, what qualifications do you have to evaluate the genius works of our young master? Do you understand? Have you ever written a script or composed a score?"

"Oh!" Xue Yingying now had a small red handprint on her peerless and beautiful face. She was beaten and listened to sarcasm, but the pain on her face was not as strong as the anger in her heart. Tears rolled in the circles of her eyes, and she sneered. , looked at Xueer and said, "Who are you, what right do you have to ask me like that?"

She looked at the clothes Xiao Xueer was wearing and the style of the bun on her hair. It was clear who was a concubine who had just passed the family. She also wondered who I provoked?

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what qualifications do you have to say that my young master Yang Xiaoxianggong's writing is not good? I belong to his family..."

"Is it a concubine of his family? Ah... ah, are you afraid that he will come to our Yihong Courtyard to snatch the oiran from you? Ha, I just look down on him. Take your precious young master away!"

"Do you want to be shameless? You call yourself some kind of oiran, do you think you can seduce men with a good face? You don't even piss and take pictures of yourself, you deserve it? Bah!"

"Uh……"

"I just ask you what you can use to judge others. Do you have the qualifications to judge my son?"

"I...hehe!" Xueer asked Xue Yingying three times in a row what qualifications Xue Yingying had. What qualifications do you have, you have to ask everyone present, you ask them how many things I have written and how many songs I have composed in the past year, and in which opera restaurant now, what I play and sing is not written by my Miss Xue ?”

"Hmph, so what, anyway, I haven't seen it!"

"I said little sister, if you want to fight for their young master and challenge me, you yourself must understand the principle of "doing what you can". Look, what do you understand before you are young? Well, it's up to you Young and ignorant, I heard that you are not from our Qingquan, right? I don’t understand, ignorant, it’s okay. Forget it, I won’t bother with you so as not to lose my identity. Let’s go! The door is over there!”

"I do not go!"

"Hmm..." The scene is silent now, most of the people present are men with rough lines, but even so, everyone can feel a strong sourness, which permeates the air, and everyone feels that they are watching a heart-to-heart Tear up the X drama, that is the ultimate happiness.All fascinated!

The old gentleman who had fainted many times was rescued by their son for a long time, and finally gave up the treatment. A white cloth covered his face, but now he moved suddenly and pulled the white cloth off again. Watch a play!
"Get out of the way, can you go?"

"No!"

"Whether you go or not has nothing to do with me!"

Xue Yingying was so angry that she turned her head to continue the action just now. The small box in her hand was still to be handed over to Luo Zhengping in front of everyone.

"Papa papa!" Luo Zhengping clapped his hands in praise!He didn't pick up that crucial little box.

That's great, he walked towards Yang Ling instead, patted Yang Ling's shoulder with admiration, and said with an extremely calm expression:
"Yang Ling, I want to praise your magnanimity and courage. I can tell the difference between what I wrote and what I wrote. I want to applaud you for this kind of character. In addition, Yang Ling and Tang Yuanyou, the current competition The outcome is decided, I think we can still be friends, can't we?"

"Yang Ling, you didn't lose, and Ms. Xue, don't jump to conclusions." Tang Yuanyou ignored Luo Zhengping, and suddenly said to the audience, "Our performance is not over yet, we still have a script for "Han Zhu Princess" Even if we don’t care about the final results, we still have to be worthy of the audience, don’t we? It’s up to everyone, do you want to watch the next performance after speaking?”

"I want to see it!" people shouted, excited. The county magistrate originally wanted to arrest Yang Zhong, but it seemed that even Jin Yiwei, who was holding a knife, had to wait until he had finished watching the play.

"Young Master Tang..." Yang Ling glanced at Tang Yuanyou excitedly, defending him again and again, feeling a little apologetic in her heart, "Thank you!"

"What are you being polite about, you can still follow your original plan."

Tang Yuanyou looked at Yang Ling with clear and firm eyes. Now that Yang Ling looked at Tang Yuanyou's fat face, she felt that all fat people were actually very cute.

In other words, it has been more than one or two months since I met him, this young master Tang has cared too much for him, and what I can do is writing scripts and casting actors. I found Liu Tiezui, a fortune teller, and two prostitutes to play Huanzhugege... Think about it, although it is for the sake of the overall effect, the business is Tang Yuanyou's business, and all the money spent is his money. Such a good boss It's so rare, where can I find it?

"Wait!"

I don't know what's wrong today, Xue Yingying is now against Yang Ling and Tang Yuanyou's team, and she did it right.

"The next actor who will be on stage, I am the number one player in Yihong Academy. I still don't know who those two women are? I don't allow them to play!"

"You...why are you so embarrassing?"

"Mr. Yang Linger, if you have the ability, you can perform in front of me in person. Even if you know how to write, I won't accept you. Isn't that not a complete talent?"

"I don't want to perform anything," Yang Ling was very disappointed with the oiran, "It's fine if you don't see everyone's reaction, so what if I perform for you?"

"I've read the script of "Princess Returning to the Pearl". To be honest, it's not bad, but... just I doubt, is your wit really that quick?"

Xue Yingying blinked her beautiful eyes, frowned, and said:
"Did you create those fresh lines? Even if one person adapts three books with such different styles, one is "The Bauhinia" by talented scholars and beautiful ladies, and the other is "Swordsman" which is full of grievances and grievances. The drama "Returning the Pearl", how is it possible? So everyone, let's witness and see what your abilities are. Come and perform a show on the spot, as long as you can convince me, it's fine, okay?"

After hearing Xue Yingying's words, many people, who had never read the script and did not understand anything, nodded their heads accordingly.But there are also people who doubt that this kind of judgment can still insist on saying it is not good regardless of whether it is good or bad.

"That's okay..."

Yang Ling saw that the mark of being slapped on Xue Yingying's pretty face was still there, and tears welled up faintly. Said at the time:

"Do you really want to watch it? Well then, I'll change the original performance plan, and now I'll change it to an impromptu performance, and I'll introduce a brand new performance form, to ensure that none of you have seen it before. Come on, Tang San Young Master! Let's follow the final preparation plan!"

"Yang Ling, we have no problem!" Tang Yuanyou and Jiang Zhuo, Yang Ling's good friends, understood Yang Ling's true intentions. The three of them held six hands together, looked at each other, and nodded, "We The three brothers go together to rule all kinds of dissatisfaction!"

"What, Mr. Tang San also wants to perform his talent himself? I have never heard of or seen this before!"

People began to discuss, but they saw Tang Yuanyou's people carrying some strange things back and forth to the middle of the performance field, which looked like a shelf for a washbasin?No, there are drums on the iron stand!

People saw that the people from the Tang family brought up drums one by one, with uneven heights, and placed them in a circle in front of a stool. They put the big military drums on the ground, set up the small drums, and kicked the big drums with their feet. Insert a stick into the ground and hang a military cymbal.

After setting it up, people saw Tang Yuanyou sitting on a stool among a pile of drums, and picked up the drumsticks!

Drums!Yang Ling looked at these things. This is a drum kit specially used for jazz. He felt excited. How did he get high-tech?

There are also stronger acting talents, "Duddudu..." Trumpet, Jiang Zhuo!Mr. accountant, the little scholar has found the joy of life!
Then a few musicians came over, and the instruments in their hands were all different from the Chinese music of "Pipa Xianzi Gonggucha", all of them were Western instruments!
Xue Er, who looked like a loli, smiled contemptuously at Miss Xue Yingying, who looked at her confused face, and untied the long bag that was slung across her shoulders, opened it, and took out a long gourd-shaped bag Instruments - guitar, ukulele!
Xue'er is proud now, what kind of oiran?I bother!A slap in the face will convince you for a lifetime!I have talent!
The young master personally made this for her who loves to sing, she takes it seriously!
All in tune.

People are all dumbfounded, staring at each other, what are these things for?The scene was absolutely quiet again, and no one spoke, just looked fresh.

The story of flirting with beautiful women, start, light, MUSIC!

　Kiss me if you like me!Carnival with me, yes! GO!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)