Ye Ziqing smiled but didn't reply to the boss.
"I am Ye Ziqing."
In the past, he had only followed the old class master around to perform.
In the words of the old class master, he had not yet stepped onto the real stage.
The real show of apprenticeship had yet to be performed.
Since he didn't have a role, he naturally couldn't answer the word 'boss'.
However…
Ye Ziqing had just said his name.
The old man in front of him, who had once worked for the old class master, felt as if he had been struck by lightning!
" I am Ye Ziqing." These five words were said with great vigor!
It seemed that he had passed the threshold of selling the warehouse!
The little class master of the past had now grown into a graceful youth!
Standing there, it was like a spring breeze!
He had a calm temperament, a warm and pleasant voice, and his every move showed the demeanor of a master. There was a faint shadow of the old class master.
He recalled the time when the old class leader, Ye Hongxue, had shocked everyone with her skill when she played " Wu Song Fights the Tiger "!
And now!
The son of a tiger leopard, although not written, has the spirit of eating cattle!!!
"Good, good, good!"
The old man said three words in a row.
A few years ago, Ye Hongxue, Boss Ye, returned to the old Imperial Residence after traveling around the port and performing in the opera!
Big Martial Arts Student Boss Ye!
In today's information society, there was no need to rely on teachers or publicity.
They had only put up a poster in front of the old Imperial Residence, and they had already started to perform.
There were 200 private rooms and 100 private seats.
It wasn't cheap, but it was much cheaper than those big theaters and actors who were paid sky-high salaries.
At that time, the old man happened to be strolling in the nearby park with his family.
Seeing this poster, she wanted to drag her family along to watch the show.
However, his own children and grandchildren would not be willing to watch it when they saw that it was Beijing opera.
Helplessly, the young man said that he was going to the cinema to watch a new movie.
The old man bought a ticket and entered the theater in the back garden of the old king's mansion.
It happened to be Ye Chunlou's first scene.
Including Mao Qingsheng, there were only five people sitting in the huge theater.
There weren't many seats!
The opening show was Wu Song beating the tiger!
There were only three Peking opera actors in this play.
Wu Song, the waiter, Tiger!
It was this opening show.
The five old men who were watching the show almost shouted themselves hoarse!
Especially the fight scene between Wu Song and the tiger.
His fists and legs danced loudly!
Other than the big movements, every movement was perfectly stuck on the board!
One after another, the cheers were so loud that it shook the sky!
After that, the old man shared the news with his friends and frequently visited this theater.
The first time she went, there were five seats.
The second time, he brought two colleagues from school to watch the show. There were already more than 30 seats.
The third time, it was already densely packed.
By the fourth time, it was already a full house!
From then on!
Ye Hongxue of Ye Chunlou had sung loudly in the capital, the birthplace of Peking opera!
He sang into a corner!
He sang Boss Ye!
This kind of feelings and experience, he didn't put his heart into supporting a character.
It was difficult for the fans who liked the people in the movie to understand.
However, Boss Ye's troupe left just like that, and they could no longer listen to this show.
Now, Mao Qingsheng had been framed and was returning.
The people who used to listen to the opera, watch the opera, and sing the opera were all gone.
If the school hadn't found him back then and said that he was going to be a judge to promote Chinese art, why would the old man go?
If that day at the recording location.
The hundreds of people sitting in the audience were not the young people holding the light boards.
Instead, it was like the old people who knew how to play.
What kind of situation would it be?
Perhaps…
Without waiting for him to say anything, someone stood up and reprimanded the "Noble Consort Yang" on the stage.
Song!
You can sing however you want!
Don't dirty the people in the show!
Don't say that this is Beijing opera!
Not to mention that this was the quintessence of the country!
But that was only a possibility.
There was no 'maybe' in life…
Thinking of this, Mao Qingsheng's eyes turned bitter and his lips trembled.
Ye Ziqing saw this scene.
At this moment, Mao Qingsheng was like a fledgling who had returned from his nest but had been wronged outside.
She seemed to be filled with grievances.
Hence, he quickly instructed Duo Er.
"Duo Er, make a cup of tea for the old man!
It was placed in the northeast corner of the old master's favorite seat.
The tea is Da Hong Pao!"
Mao Qingsheng glanced at the northeast corner of the seat.
Mao Qingsheng liked to sit there because it was closest to the opera troupe.
Moreover, his family always said that drinking too much black tea would cause heat, but the old man loved black tea, especially Da Hong Pao.
Unexpectedly…
The old class master had left, but the young class master still remembered.
All kinds of emotions surged into his heart, but the bitterness was still the strongest…
Suddenly!
Mao Qingsheng took a step back and opened his mouth.
"Little Class Leader! Please give me a shout!"
Then, he bent down towards Ye Ziqing!
He bowed to the end!
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