Chapter 491

"Miss Fang, what are we going to learn today?" Fang Jin is a little curious. On the first day, Fang Yiran didn't let her learn anything. That is to say, let her watch her sing for a day. That is to say, when she became a human figure for a day, Fang Jin felt that she almost fell asleep several times. When she woke up, she found that the other party was still singing, so she hurried to listen carefully.

"Today, I'll take you to talk to the river!" Fang Yiran took two bottles of drinks provided by the program group, and then walked towards the door.

"Master, wait for me! Do you know how to walk so fast Fang Jin was originally a person without motor cells, and she was determined to walk very fast, so she had to trot all the way behind her.

"The first thing to practice in this opera is breath. If you don't have breath in the Dantian, the voice will be weaker, and you won't go to the high pitch. So now if you don't blame me for being cruel to you, you can follow me all the way. Anyway, the distance from here to the river is not very far. First, you don't have to work too hard You can also exercise your ability to bear hardships and stand hard work. Another is your vital capacity. " Fang resolutely waved the folding fan in his hand, and then walked forward with a faster pace.

"Well, master, you really have a heart." Fang Jin originally thought that after she said it, Shifu would slow down a little. Unexpectedly, my own words seemed to become a catalyst, but Shifu was running fast. I haven't had breakfast this morning. If it's true, it almost killed her.

"Do you feel tired?" To the river, Fang resolutely asked Fang Jin this little apprentice.

"Master, I'm so tired. Let me have a rest before I raise my voice. You said that if I start now, I guess I'll fall to the ground right away Fang Jin is wearing a turtleneck today. When she runs over, she feels like she is locking her throat. When she comes to the river, she doesn't care whether the ground is dirty or not. She just sits down and gasps.

Who ever thought of himself as a master? When he asked if he was tired, he didn't plan to give himself a rest.

"No, you must have poor physical fitness, so you have to run a short distance. You've just finished strenuous exercise. You can't sit down right now. Get up quickly. "

Fang Jin had no choice but to stand up reluctantly.

"Now your breathing is not stable. This is the time to practice breathing evenly and exhale. Don't stand. You look at my breathing rate and slowly keep pace with me. Come on, one two three, inhale, one two three, exhale. Yes, according to this frequency, after you even do ten, you will obviously feel that your breathing is much smoother and more regular. "

"When we're ready, we'll start singing towards the river. I'll sing a tune, you and me. It's not difficult. I'll come word by word."

Fang resolutely pulled his sleeve, stepped back, and left the position for the photographer.

"Ah - ah - ah..." When Fang Yiran was four years old, he began to study Opera under the name of Peking Opera master. His singing skills were naturally excellent. When he opened his voice, it was like a spring breeze, like seeing the spring water thawing the ice.

Fang Jin: "ah..."

In fact, Fang Jin's singing is not bad, but there are many tunes in this opera. Fang resolutely taught it again, but he didn't remember all the tunes, so he made a joke.

"Nice to hear, Fang Jin, your voice is good, but your breath is unstable and short, it's hard to support you to sing so long. When you sing, you give people a sense of pressure that they can't breathe. " Fang Yiran also gave a quick comment.

"I also think, master, the day you sing is called Tianlai, and the one I learn is no different from Rooster crowing."

"No, no, no, you don't have the breath of rooster crowing yet..." Although Fang Yiran said with a smile, he was not joking. He hated stars and could make money by pretending to be a fool. They might have to travel all over the country for a year to earn money for any TV series. So although Fang Jin was his apprentice and was only recording a program, he could not help trying to suppress Fang Jin or deliberately choking her.

Fang Jin tries her best to learn drama with Fang Yiran. She is ridiculed from time to time and agrees with each other. She is starving to death. She thinks that she must eat more when she has dinner. She also thought about whether to ask Su Qiaqia to give her something to cushion when she had a rest. But do not know, the studio has become a mess.

"You are not satisfied with this. Why didn't you say it earlier? Su Qian asked you to wait until I finished sending it. Then what do you want me to do?" Chen ling'er is very angry. Wei Shang and Su Qiaofei say that her trivia is not good, but she has already sent it out, and there are more and more people commenting on it.

"I'm not satisfied with this. Say it earlier? I also want to say why didn't you ask me earlier? It's because you feel so good about yourself. Go and see how the fans comment. Go and see if you are wrong. " Su Qiaqia also tried to suppress his anger and prevent it from erupting."If you two quarrel, it's just that a micro blog copy is wrong. It's no big deal. Let's just send another one." Wei Shang saw that the situation was not good, so he came out quickly.

"Oh, this peacemaker is really good. You two are so good. Let's do it by yourself." Where has Chen ling'er been wronged like this? Even his words are sour.

"What's your tone of voice? Let me tell you, don't think that sister Fang Jin is your sister-in-law. You can do whatever you want in the studio. It's not your family. Everyone depends on their ability to eat!" Su Qiaqia finally can't help it. How can this little girl film be like this? Isn't she the one who made the mistake? Why is it so reasonable? It seems that if someone owes her eight million yuan, it depends on her face.

"What's your tone of voice? You say that everyone in this studio depends on their ability to eat, but I rely on my sister-in-law Fang Jin to come in. I don't know anything, right?" Chen ling'er is more and more aggrieved and angry in her heart. No wonder she is criticized by both her and Wei Chen when she makes a mistake. She thinks that they have despised her for a long time, but only today.

"Isn't it? You have to be special when you take leave. Everyone comes back on the eighth day of junior high school. You can be late if you want, and you have the most free time when you usually go to work. As long as you don't have anything important to do, you run to get along with your husband Wang Yang. It's inefficient. Even a micro blog copywriter can't edit well. I'm still angry. I don't know what kind of anger you're angry with and how you get angry. "

Su Qia wants to give you everything when it's good, but when she's angry, she can't control her mouth well, so she doesn't know how many people she hurt because of her words.

"Don't you both say a few words. You haven't even been 15 years old. What's your quarrel about?" Wei Shang came out to reconcile again. Everyone works in the same studio. It should be a powerful way to make it right. How can we have a quarrel inside our home. What's more, I don't know what's the big deal about microblogging. Let's understand each other and apologize to each other again. Won't it be over?

Wei Zhen, a straight man, still doesn't know much about girls' mode of thinking. He thinks that they are angry because of microblogging, and it's not worth it for them. But in fact, every time a girl gets angry,

every time she gets angry, it's something that has been brewing in her heart for a long time before. Don't underestimate the girl's ability to turn over old accounts. This ability is not only in love It's very hard to quarrel with each other. It's also useful to quarrel with friends.