"Hello, Master?"
"Are you busy? I'm going back to De Yun today for something."
"Alright."
The interaction between Old Guo and Lu Bai was always so simple and straightforward.
In the afternoon, Lu Bai returned to De Yun headquarters.
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Eldest Senior Brother!"
Lu Bai walked all the way to the backstage of De Yun, causing a commotion. This was because this was the first time Lu Bai had officially returned after he had quit.
Very soon, a large group of De Yun disciples followed behind Lu Bai. They were chattering noisily. Firstly, it was because his prestige was still there. Secondly, who didn't know that Lu Bai was doing well outside?
Although he was no longer doing crosstalk, Lu Bai was even more impressive than when he was in De Yun. How could everyone not praise him?
But then again, it was fortunate that Lu Bai was doing well outside. Otherwise, someone would have said," Look, what are you after leaving De Yun? There's no other way. The world only blackens you when you're popular."
"Eldest Senior Brother."
Xiao Wei was shocked when he saw Lu Bai coming back from afar. He was very guilty now. He wanted to hide, but he couldn't. He could only greet him nervously.
Lu Bai looked at this rebellious brat with a smile and patted his shoulder without saying anything.
He knew that Wei was a ticking time bomb in Deyun, but what could he say? Since he had already withdrawn, there was no reason for him to care about the internal affairs of Deyun. However, Old Guo was not easy to deal with, so he should be wary of this guy.
" Eldest Senior Brother, you're back!"
This time, it was Little Yueyue who greeted him. She seemed to be a little wealthier than before, and she was also a lot more energetic. Recently, Old Guo had been supporting him, and he was in high spirits when he had good news. He had to eat more.
However, compared to the fat man beside him, Little Yue Yue looked slimmer.
The person beside Little Yueyue was Fatty Sun, who was ranked first in Deyun. According to Old Guo, Fatty Sun weighed 260, because the scale was 260.
On stage, Boss Guo said that he raised elephants, but the elephants became thinner and thinner while he became fatter and fatter. Actually, this was true. Fatty Sun used to work in a zoo, but he was the grandson of a crosstalk veteran and was considered an insider. Later, he was recruited by Boss Guo into De Yun.
"Little White."
Fatty Sun was considered Lu Bai's elder and was in the same generation as Old Guo and the others. Naturally, he could not call him Eldest Senior Brother, but his tone was still very polite.
"Hey, Brother Sun, have you lost weight recently?”
"Hey, Little White, don't joke with me. Do I look like I can lose weight…"
Even though he said that, Fatty Sun was still quite happy in his heart. It didn't matter if Fatty had lost weight or not. He would always be a little happy to hear others say that he had lost weight.
This person didn't have a bad temper and was very easy-going. He was just right to be Little Yue Yue's partner. Most importantly, he could make Little Yue Yue look thinner…
"Alright, let's talk later. I'll go find Master first.”
" Gosh, senior brother is behind us. A few seniors came today, and they all seem to be singing Kunqu opera…"
Kunqu?
Although Kunqu opera and crosstalk were considered traditional arts in this era, in the old days, they were worlds apart. Back then, Kunqu opera was elegant and the audience were all nobles and generals, while crosstalk was vulgar and the audience was just peddlers and commoners.
However, it could be said that the wheel of fortune had turned. In the modern era, crosstalks had brought forth new ideas, and there were signs of a revival, but Kunqu opera had really been pulled out.
"Hey, Little White is here."
In the big room backstage, Master Qian, Old Guo, and Old Zhang were all there. Other than them, there was also an old lady and a young girl with beautiful eyebrows and a slim figure.
"Mr. Zhang, this is my disciple, the Yun generation, Lu Yunbai, Xiaobai. This is the Kunqu opera master, an old senior, Mr. Zhang Jiqing.”
This white-haired old lady had a powerful background. She was a Kunqu opera master and had a high status in the art world. A woman who was qualified to be called a mister was not an ordinary person.
Old Guo did not dare to neglect such an old senior in the folk arts world.
"Hello, Mr. Zhang."
Zhang Jiqing looked at Lu Bai kindly for a while and laughed.
"What a handsome young man. He has the demeanor of a modest gentleman. Little Guo, you have a good disciple.”
Well, Old Guo was Little Guo in front of others, but Lu Bai was Xiao-Xiaobai…
"Xin 'er, come and greet me. In terms of seniority, Xiao Bai is your senior brother.”
The young lady was called over. This lady was not the kind that looked particularly beautiful at first glance, but her facial features were soft and beautiful, and she was very good-looking. Moreover, she had a gentle temperament, and she had the beauty of a Jiangnan woman.
"Hello, Senior Brother. My name is Li Xin."
Li Xin looked at Lu Bai curiously. Mr. Zhang was old and did not go online much. She did not know how famous Lu Bai was now. As a young man, she knew.
Moreover, although Li Xin was from Kunqu, she had also entered the entertainment industry and naturally knew how popular Lu Bai was recently.
Speaking of this, Li Xin admired Lu Bai very much. They were both from the folk arts world and were both so young, but Lu Bai's achievements were something she could only look up to.
"Oh, hello, hello."
Lu Bai had a slight impression of this Li Xin. She seemed to have debuted as Xue Baochai in Dream of the Red Chamber. She walked the path of a pure and innocent flower.
However, looking at the situation today, Mr. Zhang Jiqing had brought her, a descendant of Kunqu, to visit him. What did he have to ask of him?
People in the folk arts world were a little pedantic. If there was anything, they definitely could not say it directly. They had to be roundabout and tactful.
Therefore, this euphemism lasted for nearly two hours. During these two hours, Mr. Zhang Jiqing held Old Guo's hand and talked about the history of folk arts. Lu Bai had a headache and went out to smoke a few cigarettes.
This person who played the elegant arts was really hard to please. This time, he was obviously here to ask Deyun to do something, but he put on a posture of artistic exchange…
"Sir…"
Li Xin, who had been sitting at the side for two o'clock, could tell that Lu Bai was getting impatient and reminded him softly.
Only then did Zhang Jiqing end her explanation of the history of folk arts. However, she was confident that she was a leading figure in the folk arts world. Just as she was about to open her mouth, she suddenly couldn't let go, so she turned to Li Xin.
"Xin 'er, you're the one who thought about this.”
Lu Bai almost fell over when he heard this. Well, the two hours of conversation were wasted…Why didn't you let Li Xin say it herself…
"Senior Brother Xiaobai, it's like this. Haven't you been doing crosstalk recently? Ahem, you should know that our Kunqu opera now…doesn't have many audiences. Many people have even forgotten that Kunqu opera is an art.”
"I was thinking if you could open a Kunqu opera column on Xima Laya and publish some of our works there to promote our Kunqu opera art…"
"If there are any expenses during this period, our Kunqu Association will bear them…"
So that was the reason. The people from Kunqu opera had seen the popularity of crosstalk and wanted to put their skills online to promote.
In fact, this was considered against the rules in the folk arts world, but the people of Kunqu opera had no choice. If they did not change it, Kunqu opera would be gone. They could only take a gamble.
One had to know that Deyun's crosstalk was profitable. There were copyright fees, but from Li Xin's words, not only did they not want money, they were even willing to pay...
"No problem. You don't have to bear the cost. We're all in the same industry. It's our responsibility to promote traditional arts.”
Hearing Lu Bai's words, everyone in the room smiled.
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