"Hey~~"

Song Yi didn't even know how much she was sighing, just like a resentful woman waiting for her husband to come home.

Fortunately, when the time came to almost two o'clock, the sound of a car engine was finally heard outside, which made her happy.

Without saying a word, he threw the big white bear aside and ran out. Even the noodles sleeping in the cage ran over.

"Husband, you are finally back! I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Are you sure you're waiting for me? Not waiting for food?"

While talking, Qi Yuncheng handed over the midnight snack he bought, and Song Yi was very happy when he got it.

"I must be waiting for you. I just ate on the way. I love you to death."

After giving him a kiss, Song Yi took her husband by the hand and went inside. It was very cold outside, it was winter, and it was two o'clock in the morning.

My breath is full of white mist.

"What's going on today? It's so late. Logically speaking, we should be back around one o'clock."

"I met so many old gentlemen that I even went to Mr. Ma's house for this reason. I'm going to the study first."

"Don't wash up?"

"Wait a minute, you eat yours first."

Although he was very happy to see his wife, he couldn't wait to play the tapes given by the two gentlemen.

It's impossible for him to do it again tomorrow. There is a burning feeling in his heart.

Enter the study.

Qi Yuncheng found an old-fashioned tape recorder from the corner of the cabinet.

The tape recorder is a bit old

It was used when they were learning with the master in the small courtyard. What did the apprentices rely on to practice and learn at that time?

It’s the tape recorder that I rely on.

Because learning cross talk is definitely a challenge. What if you can’t learn it after the theater performance? The only option is to record it.

Then the apprentices listened and learned over and over again in private. When they learned what they thought was good enough, they asked the master to teach them.

In particular, he still remembered that Xiao Zhuan'er's singing was recorded in it. Later, many of his disciples' Taiping lyrics came from listening to his recordings.

It has been many years. Master had to throw it away when he moved, but times have changed and it is no longer needed.

Qi Yuncheng couldn't bear to keep it with him, even if he moved from a rental house to a villa.

I really miss it.

I just don’t know if it’s bad or not.

Plug it in, wipe the dust with a paper towel, and then press the button and the recorder suddenly emits a familiar sound.

“The beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is unparalleled~~”

The sound comes out.

He was startled.

These are the lyrics of Taiping sung by Master.

"Good guy, there's a tape in there, right? How long ago was it inserted?"

He quickly stopped, Qi Yuncheng took it out and replaced it with the tape given by the young master, and then clicked a few buttons.

Another voice came out.

The voice is not as high-pitched and scary as the master's. On the contrary, it has a bit of an old flavor, and it is the voice of the young master.

But Qi Yuncheng thought carefully about Houle, and he could tell that Ma Laozu was very young at this time, and his voice was slightly brighter than now.

"Daiyu returns to Xiaoxiang Pavilion~~

I’m so sick that I can’t get up~~”

After two lines of singing, another voice suddenly appeared and interrupted. It was Mr. Luo Yusheng's.

"This wording is not allowed. I can't get up when I'm sick~~"

Ma Zhiming imitates: "I can't get up when I'm sick~~"

Luo Yusheng: "Hey, that's right! I won't take the medicine either~~"

Ma Zhimingxue: ‘I don’t accept the medicine~~’

Luo Yusheng and Ma Zhiming sang together: "No need for ginseng, no need for rice, no taste for porridge, either~"

……

Swish.

Qi Yuncheng stood in front of his desk with goose bumps. Listening to the voice, he seemed to have seen Ma Laozu studying when he was young.

At the same time, it was also the first time I realized the scene of Ma Laozu studying.

For a while, he was like a senior, unable to say a word, and his emotions were very mixed.

However, the copy was not just a few sentences. It took a full two hours for Ma Laozu to correct everything from pronunciation to pronunciation, especially the inversions.

So how can this recording material not be valuable?

It’s so precious that it’s ridiculous.

Of course, when he left, Qi Yuncheng heard Ma Laozu say that he didn't dare to go again after going there once because he was too embarrassed to look for it often. Now he thinks about it and regrets it very much.

If it were all recorded, it would be such great information.

When Qi Yuncheng thought of this sentence, he could still think of Ma Laozu's demeanor and tone two hours ago in his room.

It's a pity indeed.

Not to mention a recording of this kind of teaching.

Don’t delay either.

After listening to a few words, Qi Yuncheng sat down to rest and waited quietly. As for sleeping, he put it aside for now.

I'm not in the mood at all now, even when I'm lying on the bed, I just stare.

At this time, Song Yi pushed open the door of the study room and peeked in. He stuffed something into his mouth and looked at his husband. He didn't know what happened to him. He was very happy after coming back today.

It’s rare to see my husband in this state.

No, it’s not uncommon, but he often does this after recently starting a drum music club. I don’t know what happened to him.

So he opened the crack of the door and asked softly.

"Husband, aren't you going to sleep today?"

"You go to bed quickly, I'll go to bed later."

"Okay, don't stay up all night."

Song Yi closed the door, wiped her mouth and went to sleep with her daughter. Although she wanted to call her husband to warm the bed, she still knew not to disturb her in this state.

But if you say you want to sleep again later, how could it be just a while?

I listened at two o'clock and listened in the study until early four o'clock. Qi Yuncheng rubbed his forehead before finally pressing the button of the recorder.

This is almost an all-nighter.

But he didn't think about going to bed yet. He was afraid that if the tape was damaged or suddenly overwritten one day, he would just make another copy to be prepared.

I even found a way to copy it to my computer.

Get it down in one go.

It's already past five o'clock.

Since his marriage, he rarely stayed up late, and today he rarely stayed up late.

I quickly packed my things, washed up and went to bed. When I went to bed, my wife slept peacefully, and so did my daughter, whose breathing was rhythmic.

After taking one look at them, Qi Yuncheng eased his hands and feet and got into the warm bed to sleep.

After falling asleep, he had no idea how long it would take for him to wake up. He almost lay down and stayed up for too long.

But after her husband fell asleep, Song Yi was speechless and turned to her husband with sleepy eyes.
Chapter completed!