The beating incident had been brewing for a long time. Almost all the fishing vessels on the Internet were unfavorable to Mao Qingsheng.
There were many reasons.
Apart from the fact that there were too few people who knew about drama on the Internet, at least there was also the program team's cover.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, it was also wrong for the old master to make the first move.
However, there was one more important point.
The opera that Old Master Bai had mentioned back then was not Peking opera, but Bai Naicheng's studio had secretly changed the concept in their statement.
For the young people who were active on the Internet now.
If you say a song in a drama, they can give you a list of names.
However, if you were to talk about Peking opera, other than Farewell My Concubine, they probably couldn't even name a few.
Therefore, he had no choice.
Mao Qingsheng, who had lived for most of his life, had a good reputation in school, in the pear garden, and in the folk music circle.
At this age, he had become infamous.
It was also the old master's fault for doing anything wrong.
When he got home at night, he put on his presbyopic glasses and flipped through his tablet.
The headlines of several news websites were about this incident.
He opened a few of them and almost vomited blood.
Nowadays, no one would listen to real Beijing opera. The opera tune was a reform of the opera. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was the quintessence of the country!
If the old man said that this song was plagiarized, why didn't he show evidence!
If it wasn't for Bai Naicheng, who would have known this old man? He probably wanted to become famous and earn some money.
The old man said,'Naicheng, you can't grasp the song with a dramatic tone. Let uncle sing this song…'
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Netizens had always been good at making jokes.
Other than the ones who deliberately led the way, as well as Bai Naicheng's fans and troll army.
There was also no lack of people watching the show.
Just this alone was enough!
The news about this incident also mentioned.
Bai Naicheng's original opera song," The Drunken New Concubine," was well received, both in terms of stage performance style and appearance.
The old man admitted it.
The lyrics and melody of this song were not bad.
But that was the little class master's song!
How did it become Bai Naicheng's?？
Besides, it's fine if you steal someone else's song!
She even played the graceful and luxurious Yang Guifei into such a character, yet so many young people liked her so much!
The old man, who had quit smoking for three years, frowned and thought for a long time. He went downstairs to buy a box of cigarettes.
Under the streetlights.
The old man's wrinkled face was like a mountain in the green smoke.
The ravines were crisscrossed, and the fog was everywhere.
He did not know if it was his imagination.
He felt that when he left the supermarket, the little girl with his back facing him seemed to be pointing at him with her companion.
There seemed to be a voice lingering in the old man's ears.
It was this old thing who had framed him for plagiarism…
I heard that she was even a teacher at the National Drama Academy. She had lived her entire life in vain.
He took a huge puff of his cigarette!
The old man looked at the center of Jing City and looked at his watch.
It was past eight!
He gritted his teeth, put out the cigarette, and waved at a taxi not far away.
The taxi stopped beside the old man.
The old man opened the car door and sat in the backseat.
The driver flipped the sign in front of him and greeted him warmly,"Master, where are we going?"
The old man narrowed his eyes." Urban area, Jiangwang Mansion Park!”
The driver in the front row was a little confused. It was more than a hundred miles to get there! It's not cheap to set a watch!"
"Let's go!" The old man seemed tired and closed his eyes.
"Alright then!" Seeing that the old man insisted, the driver did not say anything else.
After putting the car into gear, the car drove towards the center of the capital city…
…………
Jing City, Urban area.
The park was named after it was built on the south side of the former residence of King Jiang's Mansion.
It was currently summer.
There were many people playing in the park.
The park was public.
However, on the north side of the park, there was a large mansion with red doors and windows. It was a private building.
The Imperial Residence occupied a huge area!
The corner of the mountain, the double eaves, the double arch, the painting caissons!
Compared to the surrounding houses, not only did it have the weight of history, but it also had the unique aura of a former royal building!
In Jing City, where every inch of land was worth gold.
Such a grand building.
It was impossible to measure its value with money.
Inside the Imperial Residence, there was also an extraordinary aura.
Five doors!
There were seven rooms in the main hall!
There were five rooms in the back hall!
There were two levels of sleeping chambers, five rooms each!
However, there were only two people living in such a mansion…
At this moment, under a grand stage in the back garden of the Prince's mansion.
A young man was sitting in front of a sandalwood table, drinking with someone.
The young man was in his twenties.
He had an extraordinary heroic look and was wearing a gray robe with a green bamboo pattern.
She held a bamboo fan in her hand.
It could be seen that this fan carved by a famous master had been played with for many years.
The yellow wax had reddish-brown stripes on it, and the patterns were like blooming plum blossoms. It was very beautiful.
The man's hands trembled.
Bang!
Consort Xiang's bamboo fan opened, and the cursive script on the fan's surface was extraordinary!
The four large words were like dragons and snakes!
Appear on stage!
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