If it was a normal performance.
These old fellows were all listening quietly.
But the TV was broadcasting a variety show!
If Wang Kangyu had not promised everyone that the Xiang Xiaoyuan on TV was the Xiao Yuan from back then, they would have been killed.
This bunch of old men probably couldn't even sit still!
Even though Wang Kangyu asked his grandson to make tea and buy melon seeds, he was still worried.
The mouths of this group of old men were not idle either.
They were either lamenting how well Xiao Yuan and Little Boss Xiao had sung the old drama back then.
Unfortunately, he disappeared from the stage.
Or they would question Wang Kangyu.
The person on TV with the other celebrities was indeed the former famous actor Xiao Yuan.
In any case, everyone's mouths were not idle!
That was until the stage appeared on the television.
Only then did this group of old men start to pay attention to the program on the television.
After that.
The room began to boil!
The young man didn't understand the rules of the stage.
However, these old men who had listened to drama for their entire lives understood.
Not only that.
The young man on the TV was not only eloquent.
Moreover, some of the things explained were still unclear to these old fans.
After that.
They heard that person personally admit that his job was related to opera.
The old masters couldn't hold it in anymore.
It was also at this time that everyone truly believed Wang Kangyu's words.
The young man on TV was Xiao Yuan, who had left the stage for twenty years!
There were even a few pretentious old men who sat there and started wiping their eyes.
It was difficult for the young man to understand such emotions.
Twenty years ago.
Following the passing of those famous figures at the level of ancestors.
The standard of the new generation of Peking opera actors was gradually declining.
As a result, the entire Pear Garden was going downhill.
At this time, a talented young actor had appeared!
However, just as the opera fans saw hope for Beijing opera…
The young actor disappeared.
Twenty years later.
The old opera fans who had already given up hope were now convinced that he had indeed appeared on television.
Furthermore, he continued to work on opera!
How could they not be excited?
It was different from the doubts in the bullet comments.
This group of old men who had listened to drama for their entire lives had half a foot in the coffin.
There was only hope and surprise!
This kind of fanaticism and excitement made his current state completely different from that of an old man in his eighties or nineties.
"Did you hear that? He said it himself. He's still a boss now, which means he's still performing!”
"Not necessarily. He just said that his work is related to the opera, so he might have moved behind the scenes.”
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can you go behind the scenes? You already became a character twenty years ago.!
Do you not want to take advantage of Little Boss?”
"You're the one who's bullshitting. Why wouldn't I miss him?
Look, of the four little beard students, only Xiao Yuan is missing.
The other three had grown up, but they hadn't become actors yet!”
"Old Wang, give your grandson a call. Isn't he in charge of this show? Tell him to call boss Xiao Yuan.
Tell Boss Xiang to sing a song!”
"Yes, yes, yes. Little Treasure, quickly go and call your father. If he doesn't agree, the ancestors of this village won't recognize him!”
"What kind of crappy show is this? They invited a famous actor, so why don't they let him sing?”
"You don't have to wear anything. Just do it in plain clothes!”
“………………”
The few old men chattered.
It was a heated argument.
Wang Xiaobao, the only young man in the room, felt his scalp tingle.
He stayed at his great-grandfather's house for two days.
He finally understood what was going on.
The mental state of this group of old men was even more exaggerated than the so-called fanatical fans who liked to chase after stars.
If it was really as his great-grandfather said.
Almost all the old men in the country were former fans of Xiang Xiaoyuan...
Whoosh!
The average age of the fans was over 80 years old.
If that was the case.
This person called Xiang Xiaoyuan was probably the real top.
But to be honest.
This bunch of ancestors were really too fierce when they quarreled.
"Little Treasure, why are you so disobedient? Hurry up and call your father!
Just let Boss Xiang sing.
She just wanted to hear if he had passed the hurdle of selling his position and if he could still sing the old song!”
Helpless.
Wang Xiaobao could only ask his great-grandfather for help.
Fortunately, his great-grandfather waved his hand." You bunch of old fellows, if you're not watching TV, get out."
It's already very difficult for me to help you find out Xiao Yuan's identity from my grandson.
I reckon that only the dozen or so people in this room know about this.
You should be content!
Besides, I…I want to hear it too.
If you want to listen to the opera, just wait.
He had already waited for twenty years. Why would he care about these few days?!”
Perhaps these ancestors were really afraid that their great-grandfather would chase them out.
It finally quieted down.
Wang Xiaobao turned his attention back to the live broadcast…
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