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Chapter 440 He was once as graceful as a cover!

If one day, many calligraphy lovers in Longguo suddenly realize it.

The masters and masters in their minds who are extraordinary and holy are actually a bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well. How should they react?

Thinking of this, a playful and mocking smile appeared on the corner of Tang Yu's mouth.

low key...

Just try to keep a low profile.

Tang Yu thought to himself, he didn't want to cause a huge storm in the calligraphy world.

Regarding Tang Yu's handwriting, Yang Fan repeatedly praised and was very satisfied.

"Old Tang, then I'll take this letter back and keep it safe. You and I will go back to Yanjing tomorrow morning. After it's done, brother will definitely thank you!"

After all, Yang Fan rolled up the rice paper as if he had found a treasure, his movements were gentle and careful as if holding a priceless artwork.

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The next day.

Since Guoguo has Lu, she can also take care of her, and there is still some time before the start of elementary school.

Tang Yu didn't need to worry too much, so after meeting Yang Fan, he went straight to Yanjing.

After getting off the plane, Yang Fan took Tang Yu's handwriting and went home to present treasures.

Of course, before parting, Yang Fan did not forget his promise.

He directly transferred 100 million to Tang Yu Card, which was the cost of contracting this trip.

Such a large sum of money made Tang Yu sigh twice about Young Master Yang's wealth.

This rich son who grew up under the roots of the imperial city is different.

In the eyes of Yang Fan, 100 million yuan seems to be not much different from the feeling of ordinary people paying 100 yuan.

Regarding this, Tang Yu certainly would not be hypocritically polite, and accepted it calmly.

Firstly, the relationship between the two is strong enough and there is no need for too much hypocrisy.

Second, the money delivered to hand is not wasted or spent!

Since the Lord returned home to present the treasure, Tang Yu went ahead and went to work on his own.

The first thing he did when he came to Yanjing was naturally to visit Mr. Qin in the hospital.

Tang Yu found a large shopping mall nearby and bought a lot of expensive health care products, such as old wild ginseng, deer antler and so on.

After all, it would be too naive to come to the door with both hands empty.

But even so, Tang Yu was very clear in his heart.

No matter how valuable or effective these health care products are, they can at most make the elderly happy.

If you want to say how much it can help Mr. Qin's condition, it's probably useless.

Qin Xiuhuai is nearly eighty years old, and his physical condition is already exhausted, and his cancer is at an advanced stage...

No one can tell how long he can live, even the attending doctor said that the old man may die at any time.

On the way to the hospital, Tang Yu was thinking about this, and his steps were extremely heavy.

When he arrived at the ward, Tang Yu's expression suddenly turned ugly.

After not seeing him for a while, he found that Mr. Qin's complexion was obviously much worse than last time.

But the old man's face was yellow and haggard, and his cloudy eyes were bloodshot.

His body, which was originally as tall as a mountain, was now abnormally thin, and his hospital gown seemed empty.

Seeing Tang Yu's arrival, Qin Xiuhuai struggled to get up from the bed. The old man leaned against the head of the bed with a smile on his face:
"You kid...why did you come here again?"

When Qin Xiuhuai spoke, his voice was extremely hoarse, and it was no longer as clear and vigorous as before.

Tang Yu's mind thumped, and he couldn't help feeling sad, his eyes were extremely bitter.

Because all the signs in front of him indicated that Qin Xiuhuai did not have much time.

It's like a big tree whose life is about to come to an end.

Once upon a time, it was luxuriant with branches and leaves, and the pavilion was like a cover, sheltering the shade under the body.

Now, it has withered and yellowed branches and leaves, dried up its roots, and become lifeless, and can only crumble in the cold wind.

The corners of Tang Yu's eyes were slightly moist, and his nose was a little sore. He hurriedly turned his face away, and wiped his cheeks with his hands.

Qin Xiuhuai didn't say anything when he saw this, but the smile on his lips showed a bit of carefree and indifferent.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of human beings."

"Xiao Tang, don't worry about it."

Qin Xiuhuai smiled kindly, and enlightened him in a gentle voice.

Tang Yu barely suppressed his emotions, hissed:
"Grandpa, don't be discouraged. After a little more recuperation, the situation will improve."

Hearing this, the corners of Qin Xiuhuai's mouth curled up, his old face with withered yellow and haggard like tree bark was full of tranquility.

"Okay, okay, I know my physical condition in my heart."

"Little Tang, why are you like the clerks, saying these words to coax children when you enter the door?"

"Although I'm old, I'm still not confused. To live a day is to earn one more day from Lord Hades. Hey, if I live to my age, it's enough to go to hell."

Tang Yu lowered his head deeply, not daring to look directly at Qin Xiuhuai's expression for a while.

He stared straight at the spotless white ground, and said in a low voice:

"Old man, we have agreed a long time ago that we want you to witness the real revival of Liyuan Opera with your own eyes..."

"I haven't accomplished much yet, Chairman Zhong and I are working hard, please give us some more time."

As he spoke, Tang Yu's own throat was also choked up, his vision became blurred, and there were glittering and translucent dots flickering in front of his eyes.

Suddenly, a big skinny hand stretched out from the side, and gently stroked the top of Tang Yu's head.

Tang Yu raised his head with tears in his eyes, and in the misty mist, he suddenly saw Mr. Qin's haggard and relieved smiling face.

"Why are you crying? Silly child..."

Qin Xiuhuai's smile was gentle and kind, like a generous elder.

"Don't forget, you are now the president of the Longguo Opera Association. Old Zhong has already resigned, hasn't he?"

Qin Xiuhuai smiled and found out a little bit of Tang Yu's agitated language problem just now.

Listening to the old man's joking words to support his spirit.

Tang Yu tugged at the corner of his mouth, but he could barely squeeze out a smile that wasn't a smile:

"Yes... I forgot all of a sudden."

Qin Xiuhuai smiled warmly and said: "Xiao Tang, you know my lifelong wish very well."

"That is to hope that Liyuan opera can regain its momentum and carry forward in the hands of our generation, and hope that it can still stand in the trend of the new era and continue for thousands of years."

"Unfortunately, when I look back on my life, I ask myself that I have not realized my ideals, and I am ashamed of those seniors who entrusted the burden to me..."

"Fortunately, you are here. You have brought new vitality to traditional opera and let the general public appreciate the unique charm of opera. You have done a good job..."

"There are successors to Liyuan opera, and we old fellows can also rest in peace with a smile on our faces."

Tang Yu tightly pursed his lips without saying a word. What the old man said made him feel very uncomfortable.

old man...

The reason why I have been diligently working hard to revitalize opera...

The purpose is not to let your old man die with a smile on his face!
Instead, I hope that you can once again appear on the stage and sing your voice, let us see the supreme style of Beijing Opera No.1 again!
Tang Yu felt great grief in his heart, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)