Little Tsing Yi always teases me live [Ancient Wear Today]

Fang Wuqiu looked back suddenly, and saw Chu Qian looking at this side with a serious expression, his eyes were faintly dizzy with anger, and the appearance of being about to say something was very frightening.

"Brother Chu, I..." Fang Wuqiu responded, and immediately turned his head to look at Yuziyan anxiously.

The other party showed probing eyes, as if looking at him.

He couldn't help but miss Boss Yu again, so he cut to the chase and asked directly.

"Boss Yu, hello, I happened to hear you singing and laughing at Zhu Yan in the hot spring villa in Wanzikou. I was curious and wanted to ask where did you learn from?" Fang Wuqiu swallowed nervously, Worried about asking questions beyond the norm, and worried that the other party would not want to talk to him, a stranger, he kept his eyes on Yu Ziyan.

"You ask me?" Yu Ziyan was amused by the young man of the same age who looked quite gentle and comfortable in front of him, shook his head and asked, "I still want to know how you can sing."

"...you know me?" Fang Wuqiu was slightly taken aback.

At this time, Yu Ziyan's friend also just came out. After seeing Fang Wuqiu, he shook the screen in the live broadcast room in surprise: "Hey! Aren't you Fang Wuqiu, Xiong Miaomiao's anchor, we were just listening to your singing .”

The friend grabbed Yuziyan's shoulder and winked: "You two are such a coincidence."

"What a coincidence!" Yuziyan muttered in a low voice, then looked at Fang Wuqiu with an awkward expression: "Shall we talk?"

Fang Wuqiu paused for two seconds, then nodded quickly.

"Go to my place." Chu Qian walked over with a sullen face at this time, looking like a big boss, and raised his chin this way.

"Who is this gentleman?"

Yu Ziyan felt that his face was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it all at once, so he asked.

"Chu Qian."

Yu Ziyan's friend opened his eyes wide in surprise, and whispered, "It's a star!"

As soon as he reminded him like this, Yu Ziyan remembered that the man with extraordinary temperament in front of him seemed to be the most popular actor at the moment.However, Yu Ziyan is more familiar with his identity as the president of WARM than the actor.

After all, we were in the business world, so it was inevitable to hear a few words.

Yuziyan couldn't help smiling, stepped forward and shook hands with him: "Yuziyan, nice to meet you."

"I have admired your name for a long time." Chu Qian smiled at him, and the smile looked a bit chilly and panicked.

Yuziyan was quite surprised, but he didn't mind. In fact, he still wanted to make friends with Chu Qian, so he agreed to go to his box to talk in detail.

Chu Qian invited politely, but Yuzi Yan pretended to let the other party go first as a courtesy, Chu Qian said: "Boss Yu please first, Qiuqiu and I will come later."

Yuziyan looked at Fang Wuqiu who was still standing there in surprise, raised his eyebrows, and led his friend into the box that Chu Qian had reserved.

After seeing the two of them enter, Chu Qian sighed, pursed his thin lips, bent over, looked at Fang Wuqiu with fixed eyes, just looked into his eyes, and didn't speak.

Fang Wuqiu lowered his eyes slightly, and his heart trembled when he saw his eyes.

Feeling a little flustered in his heart, he didn't know how to speak for a while, so he raised his eyes and looked at Chu Qian apologetically: "I'm sorry..."

Chu Qian pursed his lips into a straight line: "Sorry for what?"

Fang Wuqiu was embarrassed, and said slowly: "When I met Boss Yu, I forgot about you."

"Pay me." Chu Qian said sullenly.

Fang Wuqiu was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw his slender and deep eyes lowered, looking at him eagerly, and a mist of sadness floated on his handsome face.

Seeing that Fang Wuqiu didn't speak, Chu Qian's expression was very hurt: "I prepared carefully all day, and it's gone."

"Sorry, next time I..."

Chu Qian's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Go to my house next time."

This matter is indeed very sorry to Chu Qian. Fang Wuqiu originally wanted to thank him all the time, but now he was invited to dinner by the other party. He even let the pigeons go. He felt guilty and didn't hesitate much. He nodded: "Okay."

Chu Qian was finally satisfied.

In the box, Yu Ziyan and his friends were taken aback when they entered.

My friend is an impatient person who makes a lot of fuss. When he saw the scene in front of him, he almost jumped up and said loudly, "Fuck, is this a confession? It's so romantic."

On the eye-catching round table in the box, there is a large bouquet of beautiful and delicate roses, and there is a soothing piano sound inside, the lights on the surrounding walls are also dim and ambiguous, and the whole room is filled with romantic pink bubbles.

Yu Ziyan raised his eyebrows at what his friend said, thinking of Chu Qian's slightly strange expression just now, he wondered if he interrupted their confession?

Light bulbs for sure.

Still two.

Yu Ziyan's throat was swollen, and he silently shook his head.

Just as he was thinking, Chu Qian and Fang Wuqiu opened the door and came in. Fang Wuqiu was also attracted by the romantic decorations around him as soon as he entered. He didn't think much about it. He recalled that there were romantic elements everywhere along the way, and he couldn't help being curious: "The restaurant decoration here They are all very special, even in the box."

Chu Qian choked, thinking that today's romantic date has come to naught, so he could only reply in a serious manner: "Yes, everything is about the same."

Hearing what Chu Qian said, Yu Ziyan glanced at him meaningfully, wanting to laugh.

Although this restaurant is mainly based on romantic elements, each box is decorated in a very ordinary and simple way, which is not like what he said.

Seeing Chu Qian's choking expression, Yu Ziyan felt in a trance that perhaps this President Chu wanted to give Fang Wuqiu a romantic surprise confession, but he was interrupted by an accident, and he couldn't speak directly, so he had to reveal the words. past.

Yuziyan was funny, thinking how domineering and indifferent President Chu was once heard from his peers, but now when facing the person he likes, he actually looks like this without thinking.

Speaking out, I'm afraid it will cause a storm in the business world.

Just when Yu Ziyan had a vague smile on his mouth, Chu Qian brought Fang Wuqiu over to sit down and asked the waiter to serve the dishes.

"Thank you, Mr. Chu, for your hospitality." Yuziyan raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Chu Qian signaled: "Boss Yu is welcome, please feel free."

During the dinner, although Chu Qian could barely be counted as the "host", he failed to intervene, and it was Yu Ziyan who was always talking to Fang Wuqiu.

Yuziyan was very interested in this young man who could sing his Yu family's ancestral opera. Although he felt a little awkward in his heart, he was very curious after learning that Fang Wuqiu was singing the opera live.

He tilted his head, and when he was about to ask in surprise, he was frightened by Fang Wuqiu's sad memory eyes.

Fang Wuqiu's eyes were very strange, with doubts, bewilderment, surprises, and continuous longing.

Yuziyan was puzzled, smiled slightly, and took the initiative to ask: "Mr. Fang, why don't you tell me first, where did you learn that play called Xiao Zhuyan?"

In fact, as early as when Yuziyan's friend called out his name, Fang Wuqiu knew that the Yu boss in front of him would not be a senior or junior who had also traveled through the same time. Although he felt regretful, he had been counseling in his heart in recent days , so he didn't feel too sad, and cheered up, ready to test out whether the scholar he saw in his dream had anything to do with this fish family.

At this time, Yu Ziyan asked him where he learned opera, which must mean that the members of the Yu family really can sing.

Joy flashed across Fang Wuqiu's heart, and after hesitating for a while, he made up his mind not to let the other party know that he had traveled through this layer of identity.

After all, since he didn't come from the same time, he can't let others know his identity, so he can protect himself wisely.

After thinking about it, Fang Wuqiu smiled lightly, and simply calculated in his heart the generations from the Yu Dynasty to the present century, half-flickering and half-said: "The master is the fourth generation successor of Fang's No. 20 in Tanyang Opera."

In fact, in Yu Chao’s Tanyang Town Opera Troupe, his great-grandfather’s grandfather is the No. 1 creator of Tanyang Opera. After all, his father should be the fifth generation heir, and Tanyang Opera did not decline back then, and he himself did not travel through time. , In a hundred years, it should have been carried forward and passed down for more than [-] generations.

After Fang Wuqiu answered, he thought that Yuziyan would know that he was the successor of Zhengtan Yang Opera. Since he could sing and laugh at Zhu Yan, it must mean that he would know the Fang family.

However, Yuziyan only nodded perfunctorily without any thought.

For him, these dramas are just the comfort of life now, and he prefers dramas to other comforts.At this moment, Yu Ziyan thought of something old and shook his head regretfully.

At the same time, he also showed doubts: "Tanyang Opera Fang?"

Fang Wuqiu nodded, looked at Boss Yu's expression, suppressed the urge to move in his heart, and said tentatively: "Yes, laughing at Zhu Yan is a Tanyang opera, so I'm curious, Boss Yu, how can you sing, and who did you learn from?" ?”

I don't know if that sentence echoed Yu Ziyan, but as soon as Fang Wuqiu finished speaking, he stood up unhappily, with a sullen face, glaring at Fang Wuqiu: "What do you mean?!"

Fang Wuqiu didn't react, and was suddenly taken aback.

Yuziyan took a deep breath, and pressed the corner of his mouth jokingly: "Smiling Zhu Yan was clearly taught by my parents and elders, and she never passed it on to outsiders, so why did she become something of your Fang family, a joke."

He originally thought that Fang Wuqiu was handsome, spoke softly, and had an extraordinary temperament. Even though he knew that he could sing his own opera, he couldn't help feeling a little close.

But what's going on now, this person actually said that Zhu Yan belonged to his family, isn't that just plainly satirizing his elders for stealing from others?

How could Yu Ziyan bear it?

Seeing Yu Ziyan's angry expression, Fang Wuqiu panicked for no reason, stood up quickly, and explained to him carefully: "It's really Tanyang Opera, Tanyang Opera No. 30, ninth volume, fifth The book, written by the book wedge, smiles at the beautiful face, feels the gentleman, has no complaints and no distinctions, looks back at the luxuriant, smiles at the charming girl in the corridor, the bamboo horse and green plum are better than the emperor's relatives."

Fang Wuqiu only panicked for a few seconds before telling him the secret about Xiao Zhuyan with a calm expression.

He remembers all the Tanyang operas, which are the roots left by his ancestors for generations, and treasures that he will never forget and discard in his life.

"Stop talking!" Yu Ziyan slapped the table and interrupted him abruptly, alarming everyone present.

Yuziyan's friend and Chu Qian got up at the same time and walked to Yuziyan and Fang Wuqiu respectively.

The friend tugged on Yu Ziyan's sleeve, frowned and advised, "Okay, Ziyan, why bother making trouble, Mr. Chu is still watching."

Yuziyan also knew that such a reaction was too strange, so he breathed slowly and calmly, was dragged by his friend to sit down, with his back to Fang Wuqiu, and didn't want to talk anymore.

Over there, Chu Qian glanced at Yu Ziyan, held Fang Wuqiu's wrist, pulled him to face him, and said in a low voice, "Qiuqiu, don't worry, ask slowly."

Chu Qian was deeply irritated by the fact that the fish boss who came out suddenly interrupted the atmosphere of his date, and his expression had not been very good-looking, but now he felt very distressed, patted Fang Wuqiu on the shoulder, and comforted him silently.

Fang Wuqiu pursed his lips, thinking that he was too abrupt and didn't investigate clearly, so he hurriedly asked, no wonder Boss Yu didn't like it.

He thought for two seconds, and when he was about to decide to ask a question, Yu Ziyan over there became impatient, shook his head and said, "Mr. Fang, I don't know what you are talking about. It seems that we have nothing to talk about before, so let's leave now." .”

He gave his friend a look and was about to leave.

Fang Wuqiu was anxious, and quickly shouted: "Boss Yu."

Turning around, Yuziyan had already rushed out the door.

Fang Wuqiu stood at the door, blaming himself for not talking well, why he left Boss Yu angry.Now I haven't asked anything, and I haven't asked for contact information, so I wasted a rare good opportunity.

He looked at Yu Ziyan's back, and hurriedly left step by step, as if the memory from his hometown was also quietly fading away.He didn't live up to it, and a tear fell down his cheek.

At this moment, Chu Qian's thin lips suddenly had a vague smile, and he didn't deliberately say why he was crying, and held the phone in front of him with both hands as if offering a treasure.

"Qiuqiu, look quickly, Brother Chu's latest news, the DFGR dinner three days later, there will be many people from the business world, and Yuziyan will also attend." Chu Qian curled his lips and winked at him: "It's just right, you, Brother Chu, me I was also invited, so be happy. Come on, call Brother Chu."

The last word "Brother" was raised gently, with lightness and joy.

Fang Wuqiu laughed through his tears.

His heart warmed up, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "Brother Chu, I have nothing to repay, I am very grateful."

Chu Qian hurriedly said: "Then let's make a promise with your body."

He took the initiative to ignore the word "brother", and what he said instantly made Fang Wuqiu blush.

……

After Yu Ziyan left the restaurant, his friend caught up with him, showing doubts, and said very puzzled: "Zi Yan, is it possible that your family is from a legendary family of opera? Why do you care so much about these things? I reckon it's that opera The son came out a long time ago, maybe Fang Wuqiu is not the only outsider who can sing."

"You talk nonsense!" Yu Ziyan glared at him, and said angrily, "What does this have to do with the opera family, whether my Yu family is an opera family or not, not everyone can just take away my things."

"You don't understand this kind of reasoning?" Yu Ziyan asked him in a cold voice.

The friend choked, not knowing what to say, and left embarrassingly.

Yuziyan originally planned to go back immediately and ask his grandfather about the situation, but then he remembered that he was going to attend the DFGR dinner soon, and he couldn't shirk it, so he had to call first to mention a few words.

After he returned to his house in Beijing, he couldn't wait to call his home phone.

The person who answered the phone happened to be Yu Ziyan's grandfather.

The old man cheerfully called his grandson, his tone was extremely gentle and amiable: "Zi Yan is still working on tourism projects? I will come back when I have time, the family is thinking about it."

"Grandpa, I'll be back in a while, how is everything at home?"

"It's not good to live in the mountains." The old man is nearly seventy years old, and he is in good spirits. Presumably it is because he lives in the beautiful mountains and forests all year round.

After Yu Ziyan said a few homely words, he couldn't hold back and directly told grandpa what happened today.

"I met a young man who could actually sing and laugh at Zhu Yan." Yu Ziyan asked in surprise, feeling extremely confused, and finally muttered: "The singing is not bad."

"Laughing at Zhu Yan?" The old man was startled.

Yuziyan nodded, and said solemnly: "Yes, all the libretto is correct, exactly the same as what you taught, it's so strange."

The old man also noticed that something was wrong, stopped his movements, and asked in surprise: "Then what is his name, and where did he study?" Xiao Zhuyan has never taught anyone other than Yu's family. Arrived, self-taught.

This is not impossible, the old man thought silently.

Yuziyan recalled Fang Wuqiu's self-reported family name just now, and replied: "His name is Fang Wuqiu, and he also said that his master is the No. 20 fourth-generation successor of the Fang family in Tanyang Opera."

As soon as these words came out, Grandpa Yu on the other side of the phone was shocked, and said in astonishment: "Heir of the Fang family of Tanyang Opera? Are you sure you heard correctly?"

Grandpa reacted so violently, Yu Ziyan was slightly confused, and nodded: "Yes, that's what he said, I can hear it clearly."

After finishing speaking, he curled his lips, without any hesitation, and blurted out: "I've never heard of Laoshizi Tanyang opera, Huanfang, it's obviously my Yu family's opera, and he dares to keep it for himself, by the way, grandpa , you don’t know, he’s still broadcasting live broadcasts...Although it’s good to promote operas live, but when I think about it, he actually uses our plays, and I feel bad, grandpa, don’t you think so..."

This matter seems to have touched the point that Yuzi Yan cares about. As he said, his eyes darkened uncontrollably, and he felt uncomfortable.

A string of words came out, Grandpa Yu's eyes widened suddenly, and he scolded: "Presumptuous!"

"...Grandpa?" Yu Ziyan doubted life, grandpa was saying that he was presumptuous?What did he do, he only said a few words, how presumptuous!

Yu Ziyan was suddenly criticized and felt uncomfortable, but he respected his grandfather very much and dared not say much.Within a few seconds, he heard a solemn order from the other side: "This matter is very important, you will come back immediately."

When Yuzi was stunned, Grandpa continued: "Don't delay on the way, you must be home tomorrow at the latest."

Suddenly, Grandpa Yu's tone was very serious, and he acted vigorously, as if the kind and amiable old man who just answered the phone was a fake.

Yuziyan couldn't help shaking his head and smiling wryly, stood there silent for two seconds, and hurried back to the flight.

Boss Yu, who has done well in the business world, is rushing home in desperation at the moment.

At the junction of Zhu City and Lansui City, there is a beautiful mountain named Qingyu.

Yuziyan knew from the time he could remember that the entire mountain of Qingyu Mountain belonged to the Yu family. This was the land bought by the ancestors of the Yu family and passed down from generation to generation.

After he got off the plane, he drove home quickly.

Qingyu Mountain is well built, and the green mountains and green waters are very comfortable. In fact, it is a very suitable place for tourism.When Yuziyan was doing tourism projects, he set his goal on Qingyu Mountain, but unfortunately, his grandfather, grandpa, parents, and other relatives of the family did not allow him to do this, so Yuziyan had to let it go. Not far from the foot of the mountain, a hot spring villa was built.

Yuziyan didn't know why his grandfather was urging him so much, so he hurried back to the old house along the mountain.

When he was standing at the iron gate of the old house, a few young people of the same age suddenly came out from inside, they were his cousins ​​who went out to work, etc., somehow, they all came back.

Yuziyan smiled, waved and was about to greet them, when several tall and burly cousins ​​walked towards him aggressively, one by one, lifted him up with one hand and one leg, and carried him into the Inside the iron gate.

Yuziyan panicked and yelled, "What the hell are you doing, let me down! Let me down! Grandpa will see you later, you are so frivolous and rude, you are definitely doomed!"

The cousins ​​turned a deaf ear to it, but the little girl walking beside her covered her mouth and smiled: "Brother Ziyan, you are about to die. Grandpa is waiting for you in the lobby now. All the elders are there. Did you make another mistake?" ?”

"I don't have it!" Yuziyan got used to carrying it, and turned his face to the sky with a sad expression on his face: "Wow, I work hard to make money, is there something wrong?"

The little girl chuckled.

Yuziyan thought that his brothers and sisters were joking with him, but when he was carried to the lobby, he saw that all the elders were there, standing sparsely for almost a room.

The leading grandpa and grandpa were sitting on the top seat, showing displeasure. When they saw him coming, they swung their sticks and said angrily, "Kneel down!"

Yuzi Yan was shocked.

What mistake did I make, and why is it a family rule? ?

For no reason, he didn't know what happened, and he couldn't figure out the situation. Seeing his grandfather, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, being so fierce now, the arrogance in his heart overflowed for no reason, and he said with a straight neck: " I don't kneel, I'm right."

He didn't like some things in the family. Originally, the elders in the family were in charge of the National Opera Committee, and his great-grandfather was also the president of the Opera Association. Growing up, I know that the development of opera is not easy, and I understand that this traditional culture is disappearing at a rapid speed.

He knew that one day, there might be no room for opera, so even if he liked it, even if he thought about inheriting it, he had no intention but powerlessness.

Grandpa and the others are too old-fashioned and stubborn, stubbornly wanting to revitalize opera.

Yuziyan was disappointed and angry. When he was young and frivolous, he quarreled with his family and left Qingyu Mountain aggressively to study abroad.He had the arrogance to make a name for himself in his heart, and he really became a famous figure in the business world in just a few years.

After Yu Ziyan finished speaking, Grandpa Yu hadn't even opened his mouth when Grandpa Yu stood up tremblingly with a cane on his back, angrily saying, "You're still right? How dare you even belittle Master Uncle!"

Yu Ziyan was stunned: "Master Uncle?!"

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