City: My Little Prodigy

Soon it was time for the next morning.

Getting up to wash, Shen Lang opened Wang Xiaobao's door.

"Xiaobao, it's time to get up... eh?"

Looking at the empty bed, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

What about people?

run away?

Looking at the empty bed, Shen Lang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"uncle!"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyu ran over with a strange look.

"Xiaoyu, have you seen Xiaobao?"

"He's practicing Huangmei opera in the study!"

"what?"

Shen Lang was taken aback.

"it is true!"

Wang Xiaoyu said quickly.

"He woke up early this morning, and he didn't know what he saw."

"Suddenly I said that Huangmei Opera is actually very interesting and worth learning!"

"I went to the study with my tablet to practice, and I even took the costumes with me!"

"...wait for me to take a look."

Shen Lang was even more surprised.

He immediately opened the door of the study and walked in.

In an instant, a melodious and melodious tune fell in his ears.

"The rooster's crowing breaks the fifth watch, and the cloudy sky is faintly crescent moon~"

"Outside the village, the horse is in a hurry, and the husband is separated by several mountains~"

"Who can give me a thousand miles of eyes, and see if Lang Jun can wear a robe to keep out the morning cold~"

"Who can give me a good ear to listen to the voice of Lang Jun's heart calling for his wife~"

"..."

In the house, Wang Xiaobao was wearing that costume.

Holding a red handkerchief in his hand, he sings and sings, and his posture is enchanting.

Singing to the sad place, and dipping the tears with a small handkerchief.

A very devoted look.

He didn't even notice that Shen Lang and the others had entered the house.

"Uncle, what's wrong with Xiaobao?"

Hearing the sound, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer also got up.

Seeing the scene inside the house, their faces suddenly became very terrified.

"Isn't it stupid to learn Huangmei Opera?"

"It's over, Auntie will definitely be angry!"

"Uncle...this, what should I do?"

"..."

"Just sing a Huangmei opera, how can it be so exaggerated."

With a wave of his hand, Shen Lang walked over to Wang Xiaobao and said with satisfaction.

"Xiaobao, you are very hardworking today!"

"uncle!"

Unexpectedly, I saw Shen Lang today.

Wang Xiaobao didn't have a look of suffocation.

There was also a bright smile on his face.

Looking at Shen Lang's eyes, there was also a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Lang said calmly.

"Xiaobao, it seems that you really like Huangmei Opera."

"Would you like to review "Tianxian Match" again in a while?"

"When I performed yesterday, many people liked this song."

"Really?"

In an instant, Wang Xiaobao's eyes lit up.

The excited little face started to turn red.

"I'll practice now!"

After he finished speaking, he pretended to be unintentional.

"That's right, uncle."

"I really feel now that the charm of the national quintessence culture is so charming!"

"I have missed so much in living abroad for so many years."

"So work harder than you to learn the quintessence of the country."

"As soon as possible, take the responsibility of promoting the quintessence of the country!"

Wang Xiaobao's remarks are plausible.

The tone was very sincere.

In an instant, Lin Jiayao and several little girls were stunned.

Looking at each other, they whispered.

"Wang Xiaobao, what's wrong?"

"Isn't he still very resistant to Huangmei opera last night?"

"Why did you wake up this morning?"

"Is it a complete surrender?"

"What surrender? That's too ugly!"

"This is convinced by the culture of the Celestial Dynasty..."

"..."

Lin Jiayao and the others were whispering, and Shen Lang suddenly smiled.

Only after listening to Wang Xiaobao say a lot.

Only then did he smile. He said the main point.

"So uncle, in order to promote the quintessence of the country."

"When are we going to perform?"

"Several classic songs, I have memorized them all, and I sang them well!"

"I believe the audience will love it."

"Not urgent."

Shen Lang waved his hand.

"Xiaobao, you practice first, I still have some things to do."

"I'll make arrangements for the performance."

"it is good!"

Wang Xiaobao nodded obediently.

He even took the initiative to speak.

"That's right, uncle."

"After I sing the Huangmei Opera, can I write calligraphy for a while?"

"It's really hard to me if I don't recite ancient poems for a day!"

In an instant, Lin Jiayao and Qin Baoer's expressions were as if struck by lightning.

Looking at Wang Xiaobao blankly.

Wang Xiaoyu was even more frightened and rushed over.

He touched the head of her unfortunate brother.

"Xiaobao, you, you won't be confused!"

"Xiaoyu, I am very healthy!"

"Go, go, go, don't disturb me to study the quintessence of China."

"..."

Walking out of the room, the three of Lin Jiayao looked at each other, but did not speak.

Shen Lang has already turned on the computer and clicked on the Douyin account.

Then, he raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

"I knew it."

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

Lin Jiayao looked at the screen in confusion.

The next second, they froze in place again.

"Uncle...this, what's going on?"

"Why do you suddenly have hundreds of thousands of followers on your Douyin account?"

"And these red hearts and comments... why, how come it was added at nine hundred and ninety-nine?"

"A lot of private messages... I, I can't read it!"

"..."

Hearing this, Shen Lang did not answer.

Just clicked on the video I posted yesterday.

I saw that the comment area was even more exaggerated than when Wang Xiaobao watched it last night.

Looking around, it's all compliments.

"When I heard this familiar tune, my memory was instantly mobilized."

"This feeling of cultural heritage...suddenly brought tears to my eyes."

"The eight-year-old uncle trains the ten-year-old nephew to learn the quintessence of the country..."

"Prophecy, within a week, this will definitely be another wave of hot searches."

"Why does my little uncle be so badly beaten?"

"It's sour, I also want an uncle Zhengtai who does his best to train me."

"..."

Because it is an international version, the comment area is in addition to the comments of Chinese people.

There are also many foreigner comments.

"What is this? Although I don't understand it, it feels inexplicably charming?"

"I don't understand the title, can the author write a translation?"

"I am an international student of the Celestial Dynasty. This video is to introduce the quintessence of the Chinese culture, Huangmei Opera..."

"God, does the Chinese dynasty still have such a culture that has been passed down for so long?"

"Honestly speaking, the history of this quintessential culture..."

"If I remember correctly, it seems to be longer than the history of the United States?"

"Is this the cultural heritage of the ancient eastern country?"

"..."

Look at the countless comments and compliments.

Lin Jiayao and others were completely shocked.

The show just finished last night, so many people watched and discussed it today?

After a few seconds of silence, Lin Jiayao reacted.

Glancing at Shen Lang, she said in a somewhat excited voice.

"uncle···"

"You, are you on fire?"