Chapter 380: Copy the pattern
Everyone immediately applauded and welcomed Grandma Wang to perform a piece.
Grandma Wang said to her nephew, Uncle Wang San, "San'er, go find me a firewood stick."
Uncle Wang twitched his lips, agreed and went to the kitchen.
After a while, he brought back a black fire stick and handed it to Grandma Wang.
Grandma Wang shook the fire stick and said, "It's too late to play in this room. Let's go outside."
Wang Erlu hesitated for a moment and said, "Is it too cold?"
Grandma Wang glanced at him and said, "What's so cold about that? When we were learning opera, no matter whether it was freezing cold or scorching hot, we would get up before dawn to practice basic skills! Besides, once we start dancing, we'll feel warm right away!"
Su Xing and Tang Wu originally thought that Grandma Wang was going to sing a selection, but they didn't expect her to go outside to show off her skills. They were also a little worried about the old lady's health.
But when Grandma Wang was in a good mood, she insisted on going to the yard to perform, so everyone had no choice but to let her do what she wanted.
When she arrived in the yard, Grandma Wang took the fire poker and showed her stance. Her demeanor immediately changed!
Although she was not wearing any costume or makeup, the spirit of a heroic female general seemed to emanate from her bones.
Grandma Wang first performed a unique skill of using a flower spear.
Even though the old lady is almost seventy years old, she is still very agile. Her "flower spear" flies up and down, dazzling everyone!
Su Xing's eyes widened, staring at every move of Grandma Wang without blinking, he was so shocked that his pores exploded!
Although she has watched a lot of opera videos recently, watching videos is really not as good as watching the live version!
After Grandma Wang showed off her unique skills with the spear, she also performed a piece of "Mu Guiying Takes Command".
Several young people were very respectful and kept clapping.
But Grandma Wang was old after all, and when she stopped, her breathing became heavy and her chest rose and fell.
She threw the fire stick to Wang Erlu, then raised one hand to wipe the sweat off her face, and subconsciously put the other hand on her waist.
Su Xing and Zhao Xiaojing moved quickly, one on each side supporting Grandma Wang.
"Grandma Wang, let's go inside."
"Auntie, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Grandma Wang smiled and sighed, "I'm old after all..."
Tang Wu said, "Grandma Wang, your skills are better than many young people. How can you be old?"
Grandma Wang's chest straightened up immediately, "That's right! Nowadays, a large number of young people have poor physical fitness. Many of them are really not as good as an old lady like me!"
Several young people nodded in agreement.
Grandpa Wang stood in the doorway with his hands behind his back, staring at my sister through the glass window, and muttered, "I told you you were fat and you gasped... You're over sixty years old, but you still think you're sixteen..."
At night, Su Xing and Tang Wu slept in the same room.
After washing up, Su Xing took out a sketchbook from his backpack and started drawing on it.
After taking a shower and taking care of her skin, Tang Wu walked over and looked down at Su Xing's notebook.
It can be seen that she painted the part where Grandma Wang performed her unique skill of using the flower spear.
Grandma Wang’s performance is extremely dynamic, while painting is a static picture. What is rare is that she really expresses 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 captured very accurately, and the expression of dynamic feeling is also very good."
Su Xing's face was a little red, but her eyes were shining. She was very happy to be praised by a real boss like Sister Tang.
The two chatted for a while, mainly Tang Wu imparting some skills and experiences.
Although she does not draw illustrations or comics, as an oil painter who specializes in painting wild animals, capturing the characteristics and details is what she is good at.
Su Xing picked up the pen again, replaying the scene of Grandma Wang's performance in the afternoon in his mind.
Then she suddenly put down her sketchbook and pen, picked up a broom on the kang, and started drawing on the floor!
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, the wider her eyes opened. Was this... a replica of Grandma Wang's flower spear performance?!
Although Su Xing was not very skilled in some of the movements, it looked like he was imitating them...
Grandma Wang brought two glasses of milk and gave them to Tang Wu and Su Xing to drink before bed. Then she stood at the door, looking at the little girl playing with the broom in the house. She was so shocked that she opened her mouth and didn't close it for a long time.
After Su Xing finished his short “flower spear” performance, he put down his broomstick and sighed, “It really is true that one minute on stage requires ten years of hard work off stage. Without diligent study and practice of the basic skills, you can only understand the superficial aspects but not the essence.”
However, after actually rehearsing it, she felt that she had a clearer picture in her mind and was more inspired.
Tang Wu: “…”
What is this little girl talking about? She can dance like Grandma Wang after watching her performance once, and she still complains that she hasn't learned the essence? ?
Grandma Wang at the door walked in.
She stared at Su Xing, her eyes shining like two searchlights!
"Grandma Wang, you haven't slept yet." Tang Wu came back to her senses and said.
"I'll bring you two glasses of warm milk."
"Thank you, Grandma Wang."
"Thank you~"
Su Xing and Tang Wu each took a glass of milk from Grandma Wang.
Grandma Wang still stared at Su Xing without blinking, "Xiao Su, you seem to have some basic skills in Kung Fu, have you ever practiced?"
Su Xing nodded a little embarrassedly, "I learned martial arts at Longwei Martial Arts School in Luoyang."
"Is that so..." Grandma Wang nodded and said, "Henan Province... Is it Shaolin Kung Fu?"
Su Xing said: "My master is a lay disciple of Shaolin."
Grandma Wang said "No wonder" again, but she was still wondering in her heart, if she had the basic skills, she wouldn't be able to dance like her just by watching her unique skills once, right? ?
Is this child really too good at learning?!
In the next few days, Grandma Wang kept Su Xing by her side. The old and the young would chat wherever they went.
Before, it was Su Xing who asked, but now it is Grandma Wang who takes the initiative to talk.
She talked about the details of her opera learning and the stories of those years.
When Grandma Wang was in a good mood, she sang and performed some martial arts.
After she finished her performance, she asked Su Xing to learn from her.
"Xiao Su, although I don't quite understand what kind of paintings and stories you paint, I think that if you want to paint well on the theme of opera, you should not only have a deep understanding of opera, but also regard yourself as an opera artist and truly integrate into this industry..."
Su Xing nodded, "I think Grandma Wang, you are right!"
She studied more seriously with Grandma Wang.
Wang Erlu and Zhao Xiaojing were shocked to see that Su Xing was able to learn everything from Grandma Wang in an excellent manner.
They already knew that Su Xing was a student at Beijing University.
Are the learning abilities of Beijing University students so terrible?
They think it's good to be an ordinary person...