Zhou Bin thought to himself that these people were really capable. They were clearly not allowed to come in, but they still insisted on coming in and walked so far. They really were not afraid of death!
He hurried forward, and as the distance got closer, Zhou Bin realized that there was more than one person in that place, there should be many people.
He was a little curious, why are these people here performing opera? Is there not enough space for them in such a large scenic spot?
After climbing over a small mound of earth, Zhou Bin finally saw the group of people.
Zhou Bin was a little surprised at first glance. He saw six or seven old men and women gathered on a flat ground not far away, gesticulating and singing, looking extremely serious and devoted.
I saw an old man singing with great emotion: "Husband and wife separate life and death, the greatest pain in the world, ah..."
Everyone else was listening to him singing attentively, and from time to time someone applauded and cheered, looking very happy.
When Zhou Bin heard it, he was amazed at how well the singer sang. His voice was so desolate and powerful that it immediately drew people in.
He couldn't help but stand there and listen quietly, only to hear him continue to sing: "For a month, the sadness has accumulated in my heart..."
This voice instantly made Zhou Bin immersed in the sad and sorrowful story. He was singing a famous Qinqiang opera, "Zhou Ren Returns Home", which tells the story of Zhou Ren crying for his beloved wife in the wilderness late at night after his wife was murdered.
The desolate and sad singing voice makes people's eyes tear up when they hear it.
After a while, he finished singing, and another person started singing again. This time he sang a Hualian opera, his voice was passionate and very infectious. He sang: "Dinghai Pearl, Fire Robe, Sea-wrapped Steel Whip. In the first round, the Zhou soldiers were killed, and the dead souls were frightened. In the second round..."
When Zhou Bin heard this, he immediately remembered that the play seemed to be called Black Tiger Sitting on the Stage, which told the story of Zhao Gongming going down the mountain to help King Zhou conquer the Zhou Dynasty.
The more Zhou Bin watched, the more interesting it seemed. The postures and manners of these people did not seem like those of ordinary enthusiasts, but rather professionals.
He couldn't help but cheer loudly: "Good, good singing!"
Those people were immersed in the wonderful performance, but Zhou Bin's voice startled everyone. Everyone stopped and looked towards Zhou Bin.
Everyone was a little flustered, and immediately lost their previous composure, staring straight at Zhou Bin.
Zhou Bin realized that he was being a bit abrupt, so he immediately stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, uncles and aunts, you sang so well, I couldn't help it."
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