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"Come here." Grandma Zhu took a bowl of dumplings from the tray, and brought them in front of Luo Yang, "It's your favorite stuffed pork and mushrooms, and I also put green onion for you, eat it while it's hot, wait It won't be good when it gets cold."

As he spoke, he reached out and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Those hands were old and weather-beaten.

Looking at the bowl of dumplings with scallions floating in front of him, Luo Yang felt hot in his heart.

In the past, Luo Yang had a problem with eating dumplings, that is, he liked to put chopped scallions in the clear dumpling soup, which was always more delicious, so every time Grandma Zhu made dumplings, she specially left a green onion for him and turned it into chopped scallions Put it into his dumpling bowl in the form of dumplings, just like now, a bowl full of dumplings, with green scallions swirling in the bowl.

"Grandma..." Luo Yang's voice was a little choked up by the strong aroma.

At this moment, he felt that he was extremely jealous of the original Luo Yang. He had nothing, but these people were by his side and grew up with him. No matter whether it was praise or criticism, he had no scruples.

"Eat, you should have a good meal when you get home." Grandma Zhu picked up her own bowl, and the white water vapor was flying, making her face look extraordinarily blurred, "Just be good in the future."

"En." Luo Yang responded softly, lowered his head and picked up the bowl of steaming dumplings, and stuffed them into his mouth one by one.

It was delicious, the best thing he had ever eaten.

Luo Yang's nose was sore, tears fell into the bowl one by one, as if uncontrollable, he couldn't stop it no matter what.

"You child, why are you crying? Don't cry, we will be fine in the future, and everything will pass." Grandma Zhu watched Luo Yang crying while eating, thinking that Luo Yang was thinking of the old days, remembering the past. Luo Zhenguo, who was gone, was full of distress, and hurriedly picked up his handkerchief and wiped Luo Yang's tears in a panic.

Zhu Jiye sat aside and didn't speak. Zhu Min couldn't see why Luo Yang was crying. Would he still not be able to see?

It doesn't matter if you cry, if you cry, you will know how ridiculous your previous mistakes are, and if you know your mistakes, you can correct them.

So, on the first morning when Luo Yang returned home, he lay in his grandmother's arms and cried loudly. I still haven't finished eating the dumplings.

However, here in Luoyang, they have already finished eating.

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Zheng Family Peking Opera Compound.

This is Zheng Rui's Peking Opera Theater. Luo Yang learned Peking Opera from him when he was a child, so this Zheng Rui can be regarded as Luo Yang's master.

Although Luo Yang did not insist on learning from him, because Zheng Rui and Luo Zhenguo are old acquaintances, all Luo Yang and Zheng Rui, the master, are also very close. Although they no longer insist on systematic practice, Luo Yang often comes here to play , I will still kindly call out master in private.

After Luo Zhenguo's accident at that time, it was not good for Luo Yang to be alone, so most of the things were taken over by Zheng Rui. It can be regarded as a failure to live up to the good intentions of others.

He's back now, but Zheng Rui doesn't know it yet. Thinking of the way Zheng Rui ran back and forth before Luo Yang left, Luo Yang felt that no matter what, he should come to visit this uncle, and it had nothing to do with etiquette.

I just don’t know if I can see Zheng Rui when I come to the Zheng’s Beijing Opera Compound today. After all, Zheng Rui is already a patriarch-level figure now, and he is also getting older. I don’t know if he will often be in his own theater. stay here.

Luo Yang stood at the gate of the compound, wandering back and forth for a long time.

The construction of the Zheng Family Peking Opera Courtyard is in an antique architectural style. There is a huge wooden plaque at the door, and the six characters of "Zheng Family Peking Opera Courtyard" are written in vigorous and powerful lines. The left and right sides of the gate under the plaque read Couplets, the so-called:

Shanglian: Yes and No and No and Yes

The next couplet: True and False False is True

Beijing operas all have colorful facial makeup with expressive expressions. When a Peking opera actor puts on that makeup, he becomes a person in the play. The emotions and sorrows belong to the people in the play. The people in this play come alive. People saw it and praised it, and the play was considered a success. If the actor put on makeup but did not act in that way, it would be considered a complete failure. Such a person has no chance to be on stage.

Therefore, the opera singers have to learn from the frowns and smiles of the people in the play, the flick of the sleeve, and the turn around, all of which are learned, and if they are a little bit worse, the charm will be lost.

True and false, false and true, just like this couplet, it’s good that people can’t tell the difference. If there is no distinction between the inside and the outside, then this role will naturally not be too bad.

Under the guidance of Zheng Rui when he was young, Luo Yang began to learn Peking Opera at the age of five, and inherited Zheng Rui's housekeeping skills to sing Danjiao. He started to learn from the most basic and practiced day after day. 1 minute, ten years of hard work in the audience, and the hard work involved cannot be described by a layman like Luo Yang.

But the result was that he didn't continue to persevere, and it was a 'waste' word to say it.

However, the inheritors and defenders of these national cultures should be respected at all times.

Entering the door, there is a small entrance open at the door, but the main door is not open. It seems that there should be no performances today.

I hope Zheng Rui can be here now, otherwise, Luo Yang really doesn't know where to find him.

"Sir, I'm sorry, we are closed today, and the next opening will be on October [-]st." The security guard guarding the door looked at Luo Yang politely.

Today is September 26th, that is to say, the next opening will be four days later, but Luo Yang is here to find someone, so this has nothing to do with him.

"Is Mr. Zheng Rui here? I'm his nephew Luo Yang, I'm here to visit." Luo Yang asked a little politely.

Maybe it's the fusion of the original owner's memory, or a kind of disorder in himself, so Luo Yang's way of speaking at this moment always has a strange taste after fusion, and some are re-shocked by the memory of the original owner when he was a child.

But for some reason, Luo Yang always felt that after he said this, the security guard gave him a strange look, and even looked him up and down carefully.

"What's the matter?" Luo Yang was a little puzzled, looked at the security guard, and then looked at his whole body. He had already cut his long hair in the morning, so he felt that he had nothing to attract attention now. That's right.

The security guard was also aware of his reckless behavior, and quickly explained: "You don't mind, it's just that the time when our boss comes to the theater is not fixed, and many people come to see Boss Zheng, but there are two waves of people here today. There have been three waves of encounters with you, but they were all lucky enough to run into each other, which makes me wonder if you are specifically investigating Boss Zheng's whereabouts."

Luo Yang couldn't help but smile wryly when he heard the security guard's explanation.

"Don't worry, I'm not a paparazzi who specializes in investigating Mr. Zheng Rui. If you tell him my name is Luo Yang, he will naturally know who I am."

The security guard was also easy to talk to. After instructing another security guard in the duty room, he trotted inside immediately.

Luo Yang stood outside and waited quietly.

And at this moment, the atmosphere in the backstage of Zheng's Beijing Opera Compound was once silent.

The people practicing around were all soft-spoken and did not dare to make too much noise. Today, the patriarch Zheng Rui finally came to the theater to see the progress of their studies. They were also very excited at first, after all, Mr. Zheng is from the Peking Opera circle. Boss, it would be a great blessing for any Beijing opera artist to get his personal guidance.

But unfortunately, there were a few people who didn't wink, and came to talk to Mr. Zheng early in the morning to talk about something. Seeing Mr. Zheng's face, he obviously didn't want to talk about it, but those few people pretended to be confused and refused to leave. Stay there to haunt.

"Eldest brother, who are those people? It's all like this, the old man can still hold back his temper!" Liu Qing leaned on Mu Lei's body, and put a delicate face directly in front of him.

Mu Lei calmly pushed this little junior sister who was about the same age as his own daughter aside, pointed to the middle-aged man who looked to be of a certain age sitting opposite the old man and said, "Didn't you recognize him? That is a well-known celebrity in the entertainment circle." Director Chen Kai, isn’t he about to start filming a movie about Peking Opera recently? We discussed it with our master before, so why don’t you come here to ask for someone?”

"You want someone?" Liu Qing was stunned for a moment, and then quickly asked back, "Since you just want someone, why does the master have such a stinking face, as if someone touched his baby."

As a senior brother, Mu Lei is considered an old man in the theater. This Chen Kai has come to see his master several times, so he naturally knows some inside information.

"He wants to ask the master to find a Peking opera stand-in who will be a younger male actor and play the leading role on the set."

Liu Qing's complexion suddenly changed, and an expression of indignation immediately appeared on her small face.

"Doesn't Director Chen Kai know about Master? Isn't this here to expose Master's scars?"

"Hey, you can't say that." Mu Lei waved his hand calmly, "Our master is not so small, and he can't stand a little gossip. It's just that director Chen Kai heard the news about the Luo family boy from somewhere. , inadvertently mentioned it in front of the master, in fact, he didn't mean it, but, you know..."

Originally, Zheng Rui wanted to let that kid from the Luo family inherit his mantle. That kid is also talented. Although he didn't study for a long time, he was excellent in all aspects, so Mu Lei knew that his master wanted to be a master. It took a long time to follow the path of deep friendship and friendship, but no one could have imagined that such a thing would happen later.

The sudden death of Luo Zhenguo, an old friend, was already a blow to Zheng Rui, but at this moment, the boy Zheng Rui was optimistic about was completely crippled, and he didn't know where he went, so since then, Zheng Rui His temper was getting worse and worse, and Mu Lei always felt that his master wanted to hit someone at any time during that period of time.

Liu Qing naturally curled her lips helplessly.

People in the compound had more or less heard about that incident, so they could only sigh.