After lunch, Su Yu ate the crab buns he was thinking of, and he was in a very good mood.
She needs to go to the Academy of Sciences, and she needs to hide her identity.
It's not because she is too famous, but because of Yan Cen. Everyone with identity knows that she is Mrs. Yan, and what she wants to do cannot reveal her identity.
Su Yu pulled out the black hooded robe and told Yan Cen to stay at home obediently, and then went out. After Su Yu left, Yan Cen immediately disappeared.
The destination is the Academy of Sciences, and more accurately the Institute of Paleo-Earth of the Academy of Sciences.
In fact, this institute is not considered to have the most staff of the Academy of Sciences, but one of the most elite places of the Academy of Sciences.
As soon as he arrived at the door, Su Yu found a lot of people gathered at the side door of the Academy of Sciences.
Su Yu walked over to inquire, only to realize that these people were all coming for strawberries. She then remembered that she had sold strawberries on the Star Network before.
The strawberries of the Academy of Sciences are still Miaomiao, how could it be fruitful, mostly because of her live broadcast and the selling of the strawberry.
Su Yu also didn't take out the terminal to look at it, and she didn't know that the city was full of troubles about her. Of course, even if she knew it, she would not advance her plan.
She came here to investigate, to see if the Institute of Paleo-Earth of the Academy of Sciences is unreliable and can it be a partner
As soon as I stepped in, I found that someone was singing inside.
This is a strange thing.
Even in the 21st century, it is only an industry that a small number of people love.
It's just that it's singing, Su Yu thinks she shouldn't comment on it.
Su Yu has never heard of this opera. According to the details, Su Yu can vaguely confirm that this should be the Pingju "Qiankun Belt".
Only halfway through the singing, the voice stopped abruptly.
Su Yu stepped into the garden and was not surprised to see the layout completely different from that of Liyuan. After all, now that the ancient earth has been destroyed, it is natural not to return too much hope. It would be good to find some clues.
"Is this over?" Su Yu asked aloud from the corner.
Everyone was helping to clean up the scene, and they were still stunned when Su Yu said this.
There are only a few viewers here, revealing a sad feeling.
"Miss, did you go to the wrong place? The strawberry garden is to the west."
The staff politely guided Su Yu.
Su Yu shook her head, her face was covered by a hood, and a low and deep voice came out: "I mean why didn't you sing?"
The staff smiled bitterly, and then replied: "If you don't sing, you may not be able to sing anymore."
"Why?" Su Yu was puzzled.
At this time, a teenager walked out, and Su Yu knew that he was the one who sang the opera just now.
"You probably noticed it too, no one listened at all. If we continue, we are wasting resources, but it's a pity..."
In the latter words, the young man said very quietly, and Su Yu didn't hear it at all.
Although the truth is the truth, it does not conform to the rules at all.
"Don't you know that there is a rule handed down from your ancestors when you are studying opera culture?"
The boy and the staff were taken aback, are there any rules in this line
"I don't know." The boy answered honestly: "The opera was passed down by my grandfather. This is my first time on stage."
Su Yu pressed the corner of his mouth, and said, "Like before, when you met an audience with no audience, it was the same as this. Are you ready to withdraw from the stage?"
The boy and the staff looked at each other, thinking that Su Yu was here to smash the scene.
"We don't have enough funds to rent this venue, so we can only withdraw it without spectators."
This is also a way for the Academy of Sciences to make money, renting scenes to various departments, using ancient regional culture to attract audiences to collect tickets, and obtain extremely high profits.
The venue fee is not cheap, even if you stay for a second, you are burning money.
"If you don't have anything else, we will help first."
Even if it is guessed that Su Yu is here to find the fault, the staff and the boy have a good temper, and they are not angry.
Therefore, Su Yu is quite good to their senses, and his tone becomes better. "Once the play starts, there will be all directions to listen to it: one is a person, the three are ghosts, and the four are gods."
In other words, once the play starts, sing it to the end even if no one listens to it. This is a rule handed down from the ancestors.
This rule was never heard by the two of them, but listening to Su Yu's tone did not seem to be a lie.
"What type of opera you sing?" Su Yu asked again.
This question is not difficult for the two of them: "Pingju."
If this is correct, it proves that they are not mistaken.
"Also, what's the name?"
The two replied: "Qiankun belt."
The name is correct, and the type is correct. Why is it wrong to sing it
"Is the content you sang passed down from your grandpa?"
The boy nodded solemnly, he felt that you had met an expert.
And it is very likely that this person knows more about the opera industry than his grandfather.
Su Yu had also learned two voices before, so she didn't have the ability to get her on stage, but it was quite bluffing to sing in private.
"Xu Niangniang enters the wine and gradually enters the stage
Suddenly a strong wind blows out the candlelight
Teenager Tang Jiao drinks too much
He took his sleeves and was frivolous
He took his sleeves and was frivolous
Xu Niangniang picks Yingying and surprises young general
…"
After Su Yu stopped talking, both of them were stunned.
In order to see the excitement horizontally, the expert looks at the doorway.
Su Yu's words are clear, and his breath is natural, even more professional than those of them.
Moreover, the most important thing is that this is actually the tune of the Qiankun belt, but what Su Yu sings is completely different from what he sings.
It's like a fake, a genuine product is put together to compare, and this fake is him.
"You are amazing."
The young man is not stingy with his praise, and the words of praise come just as soon as he opens his mouth.
"So, when the stage is opened in the future, even if there is no one in the audience, I will continue to sing."
This is a rule handed down from the ancestors and cannot be lost.
A year of juvenile solemnly: "I understand."
"Why do you know opera so much? Who are you on earth?"
Facing the boy's starry eyes and a series of questions, Su Yu gently raised the corners of his mouth.
"I am a descendant of Dragon, a son and daughter of China, and even a successor to socialism. Our name is **."
In the last sentence, Su Yu did not say me, but used us.
But after this series of words, the boy can understand each word by breaking it apart, but when they are put together, they are confused.
"Then Miss Lei, can you teach me to sing?"
There is no way for Su Yu. Although in their opinion, he is an expert, but Su Yu is really a layman in the 21st century.
Although she doesn't understand it, she has a system to understand it. The seven-seven-eights are a series of data, and there is nothing to stump him.