Space Spirit Spring: Farmhouse Qiao Jun’s Wife

"Sorry to bother you." Bai Fu naturally cupped his fists and then laughed.

"I'm used to saying dramatic words, and I can't change it after a while. It's funny."

Zhang Yuqing hurriedly followed suit.

"No matter where you are, Boss Bai never leaves his fists and tunes without leaving his mouth. His professionalism is worth learning."

Facts have proved that the Secretary-General is also an official, and his official accent is as good as anyone else's.

"Thank you." Bai Fu smiled and expressed his intention.

"I came here because of my restless disciple. She is busy and disciplined, so she can't often go to my place to learn opera. I thought I was alone anyway, so I came over to teach her."

"I don't know about our canteen. Isn't it convenient for us, master and disciple, to lend it to us?"

"Convenient and convenient! Feel free to use it!" Zhang Yuqing had a great attitude and took the initiative to lead the two of them to the empty canteen outside by lifting the curtain.

"We are blessed to be able to listen to Boss Bai's words. Please do as you please."

Zhang Yuqing quickly sent another thermos, but there were no suitable cups. Instead, he sent two clean porcelain bowls, and then returned to the kitchen with a wink without disturbing him.

Bai Fu took off his fox fur coat, casually put it on the back of the chair, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and asked his apprentice to follow him in the warm-up, while speaking loudly.

"Repeat the part I taught you last time."

When the master wanted to check the homework, Su Haitang was not afraid. She opened her voice and sang happily.

"good!"

Zhang Yuqing hid behind the door curtain and peeked. Hearing the excitement, he couldn't help but say hello, and then smiled sheepishly.

Bai Fu returned him a kind look, and then focused all her energy on her apprentice, looking for her shortcomings and improving them.

After singing a part of the play, Su Haitang was quite unfinished.

Bai Fu pointed out a few places where the emotional expression was rough and imperfect, listened to her learn it several times, and then started teaching the next paragraph with satisfaction.

It also starts like pasting and copying, which saves effort in teaching and makes learning smooth.

"Disciple, let's learn this section today. Experience it carefully, practice more, and don't be greedy for more."

"You must learn to understand the characters' personalities from the background of the entire story, and then sing different emotions, angers, sorrows, and joys instead of being the same. That's like a monk chanting sutras, not singing an opera."

Bai Fu pointed out Su Haitang's biggest problem, which was lack of emotional investment, and patiently taught her.

Su Haitang nodded in agreement and poured a bowl of hot water mixed with spiritual spring water to quench the master's thirst.

"Thank you for your hard work, Master. You have a rest first, and I will get you something to eat."

Bai Lotus stopped her, holding a bowl and drinking water in a very natural manner.

"Don't cause trouble to others. I'm busy right now. How can I give you a stove? It's good that you have such a heart. This can also be regarded as your birthday gift to my teacher."

"Master's birthday today?" Su Haitang's eyes widened and he bit his lips in annoyance. "I don't know, I didn't prepare a gift for Master."

Bai Lu waved her hands.

"Being able to receive such a great disciple is the best birthday gift for a teacher."

"No, how can this be counted?" Su Haitang started thinking eagerly and quickly came up with an idea.

"Master, come with me."

Su Haitang dragged Bai Lotus back to the dormitory and took out the notebook he had stayed up late to scribble on last night while concealing it.

Zhang Yuqing followed him from a distance intentionally or unintentionally.

"Master, what do you think of this story? I wrote it especially for you."

Bai Lu took the book she handed and flipped through it, her brows rising higher and higher.

"Are you preparing a script for a TV shoot? You've even made up the lyrics!"

Su Haitang pursed her lips and smiled sheepishly.

Although she had reference to the lyrics of the story given by Space, she really changed it herself, so it could be considered a high imitation.

"I just made up two paragraphs, it was difficult."