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Chapter 40 Betting

Chapter 40 Bet

Xibao was not timid at all.

She is young and may not have confidence in other things, but when it comes to singing, she is very confident.

So she was neither humble nor arrogant, looked at Song Youzhen and asked: "Master, what do you think of Sun Xiaoxian's performance in the Sun Boss opera?"

Song Youzhen was a little embarrassed. Although he and Sun Xiaoxian were both serving in the inner court, he had not yet entered the palace when Sun Xiaoxian was favored.

But even though he didn't have the chance to share the stage with her, he didn't dare to deny her ability.

After all, there are so many people worshiped in the inner court, and there are not many who can get a word or two of praise from the ancestors. If you want to be considered favored, you can count them on ten fingers. If Sun Xiaoxian can count them, it is already amazing. .

Of course he can't compare.

"Although Boss Sun is a hobbyist, he still has the legacy of Boss Cheng. He has a loud voice and is a martial arts scholar. His martial arts are naturally good, otherwise it would be rare for our ancestors to appreciate him. Why do you ask this?"

Xibao didn't answer and continued to ask: "What does master think of Zhang Erkui and Boss Zhang?"

Song Youzhen became more and more puzzled. Zhang Erkun was a famous figure half a century ago. He had never seen him, so how could he judge him?

But since the disciple asked, how could the master say he didn't know so easily?

So he pondered: "Boss Zhang, as a fancier, abandoned his official position and went to the sea. In the end, he was appreciated by the supreme emperor and was personally named Sandingjia. He was known as the 'number one in drama' and was also the first person to win the award in Liyuanxing. The horns given to me by the emperor to wear on top of the fourth grade must be very good at singing..."

As Song Youzhen talked, she suddenly understood what Xibao meant.

Whether it is Sun Xiaoxian or Zhang Erkui, both of them were born as amateurs. They did not have any seniors with academic backgrounds in their families. However, they both relied on their love for opera and their extraordinary talents to break into the world and became a hit. All the artists from the Liyuan Family are outclassed.

How is Xibao worse than them?

Comparing it individually, everything seems to be good, but when taken together, Song Youzhen is still a little worried when looking at the overall situation.

"But after all, you have only been in the industry for a short time, and you are still a girl, and you have to keep a tightrope in everything, so you can have a step up in the future."

"Isn't she just looking for a step?"

Tang Congshan laughed beside him, looking down on Xibao even more now.

"Most of our disciples from Xilianshe are in the capital at the moment. With us here, how can she participate in the joint class exam? It's just a competition with the four of them."

Tang Congshan said, glanced at the four carrot heads, and continued to curl his lips.

"Youzhen, I think this apprentice of yours is very clever. Seeing these four raw melon eggs still choosing a profession is not as good as her who has been learning from you for more than half a year and deliberately picks the weak persimmons. Compared with them, she Is there no chance of winning the first place? If you can't win this, where will you put your face as a master?"

"Who said I want to compete with them?"

Xibao looked back and glared at Tang Congshan.

He's a pretty good drummer, but he has a bad mouth.

"Hey! You said it nicely. Now there are only five of you here. If you don't compete with them, who do you want to compete with?"

"No one here can compete with me, so go back to the capital! I said I want to get the first place, which is the first place in the entire Xilian Club. I will never take advantage of the children!"

The four carrot heads, called children, lowered their heads silently.

Although this little girl looks like a child, she is right that they are children.

"Xibao!"

Song Youzhen wanted to persuade her not to talk back to her elders so unruly, but Xibao didn't give him a chance.

She turned to look at him, her dark eyes full of determination.

"Master! I've thought about it! President Ye is right. Opportunities are earned by oneself, not waiting for them. Instead of continuing to meander here, wait for the situation in the capital to improve and let others take advantage of it.

, why not go back and practice with everyone now and learn from each other."

Song Youzhen was a little excited when she heard that. Just now Tang Congshan said that he could not leave others to bear the pressure in the capital. When he was enjoying himself, he had an idea. He originally thought that when Tang Congshan returned, he would go back together.

Now Xibao actually brought it up by himself, and his eyes became wet with excitement.

"Have you thought about it?"

"Um."

Xibao nodded.

"Now that I have you taking care of me here, I can even perform on stage and sing. You often praise me for my progress, which is great.

But this progress is only compared to myself, not to others.

If I continue to be like this, clinging to my own laurels, unable to see the strengths of others, and not knowing that there is heaven outside the world and there are people outside the world, sooner or later I will become blind.

The current situation in the capital is not good and everyone is unable to sing. It is a good time for our Xilian Society to devote ourselves to practicing the exercises and giving birth to vitality.

I can’t sit here and wait for others to create opportunities for me, I have to create opportunities myself.”

After hearing Xibao's words, Tang Congshan also changed his expression, and his view of Xibao's ambitions had changed somewhat.

Song Youzhen was even more excited. She patted Xibao on the shoulder and said, "Okay, master, I'll say hello to Mr. Niu now, and I'll go back to the capital tomorrow!"

"tomorrow?"

Tang Congshan was not happy. They had been trekking through mountains and rivers for more than a month, but their buttocks were still hot. They didn’t even know what fun and delicious food there was in Harabin. So they were going back now?

"Why don't you tell us to take a break for a few days?"

He shouted at Song Youzhen, but Song Youzhen had already gone far away. Now he was eager to return home and did not want to delay for a moment. After all, every day he delayed, Xibao's chance of winning the first place became slimmer.

Xibao did not follow them, but raised her head to observe Tang Congshan. When he turned around and found that she was observing her, she looked at his surprised expression and stepped forward. She raised her head like a little adult and said, "Tang Congshan

How about a bet between the class leader and me?"

"bet?"

Tang Congshan really felt that he had underestimated this little girl. He had just boasted that Haikou could win the first place, and now she wanted to make a bet with him. He didn't know who gave her such courage.

"Tell me what you want to bet with me?"

Xibao was short and Tang Congshan was as tall as her. She kept raising her head while talking to him. She was really tired, so she smiled at him and raised her fingers.

Xiao Nizi has a fair and rosy smiling face, bright eyes and red lips, and a very sweet smile, which is really painful.

She twitched her fingers at Tang Congshan, as if hooking some kind of hook around his neck, causing him to bend down for no reason and put his ear to her mouth to listen.

"You go ahead and I'm listening."

Xibao smiled and really leaned forward and said: "If I can get the first place, we will discuss any important matters in the troupe in the future. My master has different opinions and you have to take his side."

"Hey! I'm on his side? If you don't know what kind of thorn your master is, go back and ask who among the pear orchards in Beijing is proud of him? I'm on his side? Why?" Tang Congshan thought.

Very ridiculous.

"Just because my master has good eyesight, you won't suffer any loss if you follow him." Xibao was calm and composed. Song Youzhen had a keen eye for beading and caught her at a glance. Doesn't it mean he has good eyesight?

"Good taste?"

Tang Congshan pulled his lips and looked at Xibao, thinking that children are children, how innocent.

But what does he have to be afraid of? Song Youzhen's team will definitely not be able to stand, but Xibao will definitely not get the first place, so why bother with her endlessly?

"Okay, as long as you get the first place, it's up to you. But since it's a bet, if you win, you have to lose. If you don't get the first place..."

I just watched the play "Wujia Slope" and I was so angry that my liver ached. Xue Pinggui went out to fight for eighteen years. When he came back, he just refused to apologize to Wang Baochuan. He even pretended to be someone else to tease her and suspected that she was not loyal to him...

Moreover, he also married a Princess Dai Zhan outside, and wanted Wang Baochuan to be equal to Princess Dai Zhan. He also wanted to kill Wang Baochuan's father. He was really a big scumbag. Fortunately, when I was a child, I watched the movie "Wang Baochuan and Xue Pinggui".

I still think he is a great hero...

No wonder Wang Baochuan has become popular again recently. He is reborn or travels back to the heroine's original body. I almost want to write one~
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