I, strive for the prosperity of the motherland! 【system】

Everyone applauded immediately, and Grandma Wang was welcome to come for a while.

Grandma Wang said to her nephew Sanshu Wang, "San'er, go find me a fire stick."

Uncle Wang twitched the corners of his mouth, agreed and went to the kitchen.

After a while, he brought back a pitch-black fire stick and handed it to Grandma Wang.

Grandma Wang shook the fire stick, "You can't play in this room, let's go outside."

Wang Erlu hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Is it too cold?"

Grandma Wang glanced at him, "Why is it cold? When we were learning opera, no matter whether it was severe cold or hot summer, we would get up before dawn to practice basic skills! Besides, when we dance, we'll be warm in no time!"

Su Xing and Tang Wu originally thought that Grandma Wang would sing a selection, but they didn't expect to go outside to play with "guns". They were also a little worried about the old lady's body.

But when Grandma Wang became interested, she had to go to the yard to perform for a while, and everyone had to let her go.

In the yard, Grandma Wang held a fire stick and showed her posture, and her temperament immediately changed!

Although she didn't wear costumes or make-up, the spirit of a sassy woman seemed to come from her bones.

Grandma Wang first performed a special skill with flower guns.

Although the old lady is almost 70 years old, her movements are still very flexible. A "flower gun" is flying up and down, making everyone dazzled!

Su Xing stared wide-eyed, staring at every movement of Grandma Wang for a moment, and was so shocked that his pores exploded!

Although she has watched a lot of opera videos recently, watching the videos is far less satisfying than watching the live version!

After Grandma Wang finished her flower gun skills, there was a section of "Mu Guiying in Command".

A few young people were very face-saving and kept clapping their hands.

However, Grandma Wang was getting old after all, and when she withdrew her momentum, her breath became heavy, and her chest kept rising and falling.

She threw the fire stick to Wang Erlu, then raised one hand to wipe the sweat, and subconsciously supported her waist with the other hand.

Su Xing and Zhao Xiaojing moved quickly, supporting Grandma Wang one by one.

"Grandma Wang, let's go into the house quickly."

"Auntie, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Grandma Wang smiled and sighed again, "Are you really old..."

Tang Wu said: "Grandma Wang, your skills are stronger than many young people, how old are you?"

Grandma Wang's chest immediately stood up, "That's right! A large number of young people are not physically fit, and many people are not as good as an old lady like me!"

Several young people nodded in agreement.

Grandpa Wang stood in the door with his hands behind his back, looked at his sister through the glass window, and muttered, "I said you are fat and you are still out of breath... I am over 60 years old, and I think I am 16 years old..."

At night, Su Xing slept in the same room with Tang Wu.

After washing up, Su Xing took out a sketchbook from his backpack and began to sketch on it.

After taking a shower and skin care, Tang Wu moved over and looked down at the sober notebook.

It can be seen that what she drew was the part where Grandma Wang performed the unique skill of Huaqiang.

Grandma Wang's performance is very dynamic, but the painting is a still picture. What is rare is that she really shows a dynamic beauty in the picture, giving people a feeling that the characters in the sketchbook are really dancing.

Tang Wu praised: "The painting is very good, the characteristics of the characters are accurately grasped, and the expression of dynamic feeling is also in place."

Su Xing's face was a little red, but her eyes were shining brightly. She was very happy to be praised by a real boss like Sister Tang.

The two chatted a few more words, mainly because Tang Wu was imparting some skills and experience.

Although she does not draw illustrations or comics, as an oil painter who specializes in drawing wild animals, she is good at grasping features and details.

Su Xing picks up his pen again, constantly replaying Grandma Wang's performance in the afternoon in his mind.

Then she suddenly put down the sketchbook and pen, picked up a broom bump on the kang, and started gesturing on the floor of the house!

Tang Wu was stunned for a moment, then took a closer look, why did Su Xing's movements look so familiar? ?

The more she looked at it, the wider her eyes widened. Is this... a re-enactment of Grandma Wang's flower gun performance? !

Although some movements are not very proficient in waking up, but it does seem to be following the gourd...

Grandma Wang brought two glasses of milk and brought them to Tang Wu and Su Xing to drink before going to bed. Then she stood at the door and looked at the little girl playing with broom bumps in the room. She also opened her mouth in shock and didn't close it for a long time. .

Su Xing finished playing a short section of "Flower Spear", put down his broom bumps, and sighed: "Sure enough, it's 1 minute on stage, ten years of practice off stage, without hard work and hard work on the basic skills, you can only understand the superficial, not the essence. "

But after practicing it again, she felt more pictures in her mind and more inspiration.

Tang Wu: "..."

What is this little girl talking about?Just watch Grandma Wang's performance once, and she can dance according to it. Do you think she hasn't learned the essence? ?

Grandma Wang at the door came in.

She stared at Su Xing, her eyes were as bright as two searchlights!

"Grandma Wang, you haven't slept yet." Tang Wu came back to her senses and said.

"I'll bring you two cups of warm milk."

"Thank you, Grandma Wang."

"Thank you~"

Su Xing and Tang Wu took a glass of milk from Grandma Wang alone.

Grandma Wang still stared at Su Xing with good eyes, "Xiao Su, you seem to have some kung fu skills, have you practiced?"

Su Xing nodded a little embarrassedly, "I learned martial arts at the Longwei Martial Arts Academy in Luoyang."

"That's it..." Grandma Wang nodded, and then said, "Yuxing... is it Shaolin's kung fu?"

Su Xing said: "My master is a lay disciple of Shaolin."

Grandma Wang said "No wonder" again, but she still murmured in her heart. If she has the time, she can't watch her unique skills all over again, so she can dance like a decent dancer, right? ?

Is this kid really too good at learning? !

For the next few days, Grandma Wang kept Su Xing with her, chatting wherever she went, the old and the young.

Su Xing took the initiative to ask before, but now it is Grandma Wang who is taking the initiative to chat.

She told the details of her learning opera, and the story of that time.

When the mood came, Grandma Wang even sang and danced for a while.

She finished the performance by herself, and asked Su Xing to learn from her.

"Xiao Su, although I don't know much about the paintings and stories you draw, but I think that if you want to paint the theme of opera well, you must not only have a deep understanding of opera, but also regard yourself as an opera artist. Into this line of…”

Su Xing nodded, "I think Grandma Wang is right!"

She became more serious about studying with Grandma Wang.

Seeing that Su Xing looked good no matter what he learned from Grandma Wang, Wang Erlu and Zhao Xiaojing were shocked enough.

They already knew that Su Xing was a student of Beijing University.

Is the learning ability of Beijing University so terrible?

They think it's good to be an ordinary ordinary person...