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Chapter 420 Once Farewell My Concubine comes out, can you compose an ancient opera song?
Zhang Mingyu was really taken aback.

Thinking back, Zhang Mingyu didn't know much about the Mei Lanfang Grand Theatre, but now that he heard Lao Song's introduction, he really admired it.

Lao Song couldn't hold back when he talked about it, his mouth was like a machine gun, and he wished to tell Zhang Mingyu seriously and carefully all about the Mei Lanfang Grand Theater from its establishment to the present.

"Old Song, it's almost ready. Today I'm here to listen to the play, not to listen to your storytelling. If you have anything to say, wait until dinner tonight."

As soon as Shen Lao opened his mouth, Lao Song could shut up resentfully even if he didn't want to.

"Little guy, let's go, let's go to the box on the second floor to watch."

Old Shen dragged Zhang Mingyu upstairs.

Lao Song hurriedly said: "Old Shen, why don't you go to the third floor, it's not as comfortable as the second floor?"

"I just like the second floor, do you have an opinion?"

"Humph!"

The two were bickering like old children.

Lone Wolf and Chen Dalin were calm and calm, apparently already used to it.

People of the older generation don't have many friends.

Although the mouth is noisy, but whether it is Lao Song or Shen Lao, whenever one party has something to do, the other party will definitely arrive at the first time: this is a friend.

"Old Song, I wonder what time is "Farewell My Concubine" today?"

"Open your voice at three o'clock."

Zhang Mingyu looked at the time on his phone. It was only 02:30, and there was still half an hour left.

"Go up and sit down first, and I'll prepare some fruits and pastries for you."

If Zhang Mingyu wasn't there, Lao Song wouldn't bother to care about Shen Lao.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song."

"Little things."

Lao Song waved his hand and left.

"Don't worry about him, let's go up first."

Old Shen went upstairs in three steps in parallel.

The three of Zhang Mingyu followed behind.

When he came to the second floor, Mr. Shen walked into a private box with ease, then lay on the deck chair and hummed a little song leisurely, feeling very comfortable.

"You don't have to worry about me, it's up to you."

Elder Shen said something, and then began to close his eyes and meditate.

Lone Wolf didn't say a word, just stood motionless next to Mr. Shen, like a telegraph pole.

Lone wolf is the kind of person who can't hold back a few words for a long time, Zhang Mingyu didn't bother himself, and chatted with Chen Dalin...

Time passed by, and it was three o'clock in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Lao Song just opened the door and walked in with two plates.

Elder Shen glanced at it, and said lightly: "Isn't there a waiter, why did you get started today?"

Old Song said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you, I served this to Comrade Zhang Mingyu."

Hearing Lao Song call out "Comrade Zhang Mingyu" one by one, Zhang Mingyu felt a little awkward, so he said to Lao Song, "Old Song, you can just call me Zhang Mingyu."

"That's not good."

Lao Song pondered for a while and said, "Why don't I call you Mingyu!"

"it is good."

"Mingyu, come, eat some fruit, this is fresh dragon fruit, so sweet!"

Lao Song was very enthusiastic.

Chen Dalin looked envious, he didn't get this kind of treatment when he came last time.

Zhang Mingyu didn't know that Chen Dalin was envious of him at the moment, but Zhang Mingyu was a little overwhelmed by Lao Song's enthusiasm.

"Mr. Song, don't be so busy, take a break, I'll do it myself."

As the dean of the Mei Lanfang Grand Theatre, he has served Zhang Mingyu so thoughtfully. If others saw this, their jaws would drop in shock.

"You guys, stop talking, let's start."

Elder Shen also sat up at this moment, looking at the stage through the glass window.

On the stage, Peking opera actors have already appeared.

"Since I seized the city and land with the king, I vowed to be with the king for life and death..."

Old Shen listened fascinated.

Chen Dalin was even more engrossed.

It was the first time for Zhang Mingyu to listen to it live, and he felt very shocked. He had only watched "Farewell My Concubine" made by his brother before, but he was deeply impressed by that movie.

The elder brother performed Cheng Dieyi superbly.

Drink with peace of mind and sit under the precious tent.

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) ah! Haha... there is Concubine Lao!"

Ma Tong: "(Bai) report! I report to the king: Han soldiers are coming from all sides!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) separate to meet the enemy!"

Stable boy: "(Bai) ah!"

Xiang Yu: "Concubine (Bai)! Hurry up and fight alone!"

Concubine Yu: "(Bai) Your Majesty! How can concubines be willing to implicate your Majesty? Forget it!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) ah!"

Concubine Yu: "(Bai) is willing to kill myself with the sword in the king's waist."

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) this!"

Concubine Yu: "(Bai) Oh! Repay your deep kindness!"

Xiang Yu: "Concubine (Bai)...you can't commit such short-sightedness!"

Concubine Yu: "(Bai) Great King!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) Oh!"

Concubine Yu: "[Folk Song] The Han soldiers have already conquered the territory, and there are singing songs from all sides."

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) Oh!"

Concubine Yu: "[Folk Song] The king is exhausted."

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) this!"

Concubine Yu: "[Folk Song] How can a lowly concubine live?"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) Cha Cha Cha! Wow...Ah!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) No, no, no! Never! Oh!"

Concubine Yu: "(White) King!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) ah!"

Concubine Yu: "The (white) Han soldier...he came in!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) Good! Wait for Gu to see it!"

Concubine Yu: "(Bai) go!"

Xiang Yu: "(Bai) Ah! Oops!"

Zhang Mingyu was gradually fascinated by watching.

He used to think that opera might be boring, but now he suddenly feels that Peking opera is called the quintessence of the country for a reason.

Ba Wang and Yu Ji performed penetrating three-pointers.

"Okay~"

"Okay~"

Elder Shen and Chen Dalin stood up at the same time and applauded.

Many people on the first floor also applauded.

But Lao Song came to Zhang Mingyu and asked, "Mingyu, what do you think of this play?"

Zhang Mingyu applauded: "Hello~"

Although Beijing accent is not so standard, Zhang Mingyu has been deeply impressed.

"Then Mingyu, what's your opinion?"

Although Zhang Mingyu is not a person who likes to listen to operas, and Lao Song knows it in his heart, he has been paying attention to Zhang Mingyu and knows that Zhang Mingyu is a miracle creator, so he wants to hear the opinions of "miracles".

"my comment?"

Zhang Mingyu was stunned for a moment, then quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm too young to express my opinions."

Knowing is knowing, knowing is not knowing, knowing.

——Confucius's words, Zhang Mingyu remembered them in his heart.

Elder Shen said from the side: "Don't comment on the opera, but comment on the opera singers."

Zhang Mingyu pondered for a while and said: "One minute on stage, ten years off stage, they are worthy of the applause and applause!"

Both Lao Song and Shen Lao were taken aback.

"One minute on stage, ten years off stage... Good! Good! Good!"

The two said three "good" words at the same time.

Lao Song grabbed Zhang Mingyu's hand and said in admiration, "As expected of the vice president of our Huaxia Poetry Association, he is indeed knowledgeable and talented, and he speaks well."

Zhang Mingyu was so embarrassed by Lao Song's praise.

"Mingyu, once Farewell My Concubine comes out, do you think you can create an old-fashioned opera song?"

Zhang Mingyu: "..."

This topic turned so bluntly!
(End of this chapter)