Shanghai is prosperous

Chapter 52

On the morning of May 45st, Wang Yiyuan hurried to the Shanghai Railway Station, but still almost missed the [-]:[-] train.He originally wanted to take the tourist bus from the carton factory to Suzhou, but later felt that it was not suitable, so he asked Kang Ning to buy a round-trip train ticket for the day.

Next to the check-in office in the waiting room, Kang Ning was looking at his watch from time to time, looking forward to it.She finally saw Wang Yiyuan's panting figure coming out of the subway exit of Line [-], and hurriedly shouted, Wang Yiyuan, hurry up, I'm here.She raised her hand vigorously.

Wang Yiyuan took the backpack that Kang Ning was carrying, and the two hurried to the boarding entrance on the second floor, only to see the staff were about to close the gate.The two of them panted through the gate, through the gate, through a passage, and down the long escalator.The train was about to close, and Wang Yiyuan didn't choose a compartment, and led Kang Ning into the nearest one.

The train started slowly, and Kang Ning was too tired to speak.She leaned against the carriage, fanned the wind with one hand, and touched her chest with the other, panting heavily.After a while, I said anxiously, "Oh, it's hot, it's hot."

Wang Yiyuan quickly apologized, there were many people on holiday today, the bus was delayed a bit on the way, and it was a bit late to transfer to Line [-].Sorry, sorry for keeping you waiting.After all, he wanted to find the compartment and location, he said, show me your ticket, what compartment and number?
Kang Ning waved his hand, don't look for it.Anyway, half an hour.You let me take a break now, I can't walk anymore.She paused for a while, and then said, give me a sip of the water in the bag on the side of my bag, and I will die of thirst.

Wang Yiyuan handed the water to Kang Ning, trying to turn around and find a better place to rely on.I only heard Kang Ning say in a low voice, Uncle, don't leave yet.Come here and let me lean on, I feel a little dizzy no matter what.

Wang Yiyuan walked over, and Kang Ning leaned on Wang Yiyuan's shoulder to drink water facing each other.Wang Yiyuan's other hand was uncomfortable and there was no place to place it, so he moved up slowly. Seeing that Kang Ning had no intention of objecting, he finally put his arms around Kang Ning's neck.Kang Ning didn't make a sound, lowered his head, and silently shifted his head position until it rested on Wang Yiyuan's chest, then turned his head to the side and continued to drink water.

Wang Yiyuan patted her on the back carefully, and said, don't worry, drink slowly.After drinking the water, Kang Ning raised the bottle slightly, and Wang Yiyuan took the water bottle and put it in the pocket on the side of the backpack he was carrying.

Kang Ning put both arms around Wang Yiyuan's waist.Wang Yiyuan still put one arm around Kang Ning's neck, and pressed the other hand against the wall of the carriage, trying his best to keep the two of them balanced on the moving train so as not to shake too much or fall down.

This train does not stop in the middle and goes directly to Suzhou.Wang Yiyuan only felt that it didn't take long, and after a while, he heard the forecast that he was about to arrive at Suzhou Railway Station.Kang Ning first let go of his hand, brushed his hair, and said to Wang Yiyuan a little shyly, I'm sorry, I was really struggling just now, and I was tired from running.

Wang Yiyuan smiled and said, it's okay, let's go.After all, he naturally went to hold Kang Ning's hand.Kang Ning was stunned, she looked at Wang Yiyuan's face strangely, but he didn't have any special reaction.Kang Ning's hand froze for a moment, but only for a moment, and he let Wang Yiyuan hold it.

out of the station.Wang Yiyuan said casually to Kang Ning, I will accompany you wherever you are going today.Today I shall dedicate myself to you.

Kang Ning embraced Wang Yiyuan's arm with both hands, and said with a smile, Uncle, is what you said true?I have a plan to come today.Watch a Suzhou Pingtan, listen to an authentic Kunqu opera, eat a bowl of Suzhou noodle soup, and then go to Guanqian Street.She said lively, that's all, do you have any objections?
The two first took a taxi to Zhangjiaxiang Suzhou Pingtan Museum.Kang Ning went to buy tickets for Pingtan first, but there was still a wait for the next show, so the two visited the museum first.

This Pingtan Museum focuses on recording and displaying the overall historical development of Pingtan in Suzhou, famous Pingtan artists of various generations and genre performance characteristics and cultural and historical materials, and also uses high-tech means to reflect the historical performance scenes and industry customs of Pingtan art.Therefore, Pingtan art can be seen everywhere in the museum, such as the little two statues welcoming guests, the wooden signs of Pingtan artists hanging on the wall, and the hexagonal palace lanterns that can be seen everywhere.

The backyard of the museum is a bookstore, where people learn to play and sing on the stage, and people in the audience listen to the opera while drinking tea, which has a special flavor.When the time came, Wang Yiyuan and Kang Ning hurried in and found a seat to sit down.

There are no speakers and no lights on the stage.The first is a one-person show, singing a song "Jasmine".A slender woman from Suzhou, with a pipa in her arms, stepped up to the stage and sat down, just like a camphor leaf, falling gently on the stage.Not timid, she flicked her fingers on the strings of the pipa, and the beautiful notes were like fine water, instantly filling the bookstore.

Afterwards, it was replaced by a playing and singing performance by a man and a woman.Through the announcement, Wang Yiyuan knew that the classic Pingtan repertoire "Du Shiniang" and "Jade Dragonfly" would follow.

But Wang Yiyuan had never heard such singing with ups and downs, spring silkworms spinning silk, and gentle wind and drizzle, and he felt that he was crazy.Especially the melodious sound of the three-stringed pipa, and the beautiful and euphemistic singing of Wuyu Ruannon, I always feel that through history, it seems to have traveled back to the old days, and time has flowed backwards.Wang Yiyuan seemed to feel that his whole body was beginning to waver, and even at the end of the song, he was still in Suzhou Pingtan and refused to come out.

Three tracks ended, it was past noon.After the game was over, everyone went out.

It's really crispy to the bone.Listening to Pingtan in Shanghai is really not as good as listening to it here.Drinking Suzhou's Biluochun tea and listening to this Pingtan, which is like Qingyin and elegant music, I don't know how pleasant it is!Kang Ning was still immersed in the artistic conception of Pingtan just now.She asked Wang Yiyuan as she walked, can you understand?

Wang Yiyuan told the truth, except for one song "Jasmine", he didn't understand the rest of the lyrics.But he still said sincerely, but even so, I still love to listen, and the more I listen, the more I want to listen.Thinking about it later, it’s like listening to a nice English song, or you can’t understand a line of the lyrics from the beginning to the end, but the melody is already mesmerizing, and this is enough.

Wang Yiyuan said with a deep heart, especially the popular "Jasmine Flower", which I have heard so many Mandarin versions before and never tire of listening to it. Today, the Suzhou woman "Pingtan" in Wu dialect, I really heard it. There is a rustling sound, and once you walk in, you don't seem to know where you came from.

Kang Ning laughed, and said with a sneer, I never expected that you, a vulgar person, can still speak something with some artistic conception, which is rare.Pingtan is moist and will drip into the hearts of people.These, you know.

Wang Yiyuan didn't have time to eat breakfast, and he was already hungry.He said, why don't we put aside these elegance for a while and find a place to eat?
Kang Ning pouted and said, I want to eat Suzhou noodle soup.There is an old saying that Suzhou people are held back by two things, one is Pingtan, and the other is Suzhou noodles.I also want to eat Suzhou noodles today.

When you come out of the museum, there is a Qionglinge noodle shop not far away.This is a famous noodle restaurant in Suzhou.After queuing for a long time, Wang Yiyuan ordered a dish of oily eel paste with a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and Kang Ning ordered a scallion oil noodles and mellow pork steak.

Kangning's scallion oil noodles look full of scallion oil flavor. After a little mixing, each noodle is covered with scallion oil, and the oily fragrance is overflowing.The mellow pork steak with thick oily red sauce looks very tempting!Kang Ning took a light bite, and the steak was sweet and salty, sweet but not greasy, very tasty, thin but not firewood, paired with scallion oil noodles, meat, meat and vegetables, all of which are fresh, sweet, salty and fragrant.

There are also Suzhou noodle soups in Shanghai, and I have grown up eating Canglangting, but the taste I eat today is quite different.Kang Ning couldn't help but keep smacking his lips, and said, in a sophisticated Suzhou noodle restaurant, soup noodles and toppings are ordered separately.Noodles with full toughness and rich toppings, this is an authentic bowl of Su-style noodle soup.The scallion noodles I ate are enough to appreciate the essence of Subang cuisine.

It took nearly an hour to eat a meal.They then went to the adjacent Kunqu Opera Museum to listen to Kunqu Opera.

The Kunqu Opera Museum has arranged a special May Day performance, with repertoires such as "The Peony Pavilion" and "The Palace of Eternal Life".

To be honest, Wang Yiyuan doesn't understand Kunqu opera, and his understanding is very limited.While observing, Kang Ning taught Wang Yiyuan non-stop in a soft voice.

She said that Peking Opera lovers are called fanyou, while Kunqu opera lovers are called Quyou, but the latter has a more fashionable name now, "Insect".

Kang Ning went on to say that this Kunqu opera has been a dream for 600 years.I can be regarded as a small "insect".As an "insect", I have been associated with Kunqu Opera since I was a child because of "Fifteen Guans", and was moved by the melodious and melodious "Shuimo Diao" of Kunqu Opera.

By the way, back then, I was particularly obsessed with the romantic and beautiful love in "The Peony Pavilion" that "the love doesn't know where it started, but it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live".Kang Ning is partly memory, partly sentimental, but up to now, what I am thinking of is the peach blossom stained with green blood at the end of Ming Dynasty, and the tragedy and vicissitudes condensed on that little poetry fan.

Kang Ning seemed to be in the drama, and his tone became affectionate.She said that the first time she listened to Kunqu opera, what caught her heart was the line in "Zao Luo Pao" in "The Peony Pavilion, Garden Tour", "It turns out that there are so many flowers and reds, but like this, they are all ruined." It's shocking, even though it's overcooked now, but if you chew it carefully, you'll still have an endless aftertaste.Wang Yiyuan, think about it, how beautiful this word is, but how deadly it is.

In the end, Kang Ning was not satisfied, and imagined that if he sat on a small boat at night and watched Kunqu opera on a painting boat, it would really not be too comfortable.

But no matter how gaudy Kang Ning said, during the real performance, Wang Yiyuan still didn't persevere until the end. In the second half, he felt drowsy for a while, and fell asleep unconsciously.Angry Kang Ning pinched Wang Yiyuan a few times after the Pingtan ended, and Wang Yiyuan slowly woke up.

Kang Ning was obviously a little angry, and said viciously, such a good show, such a good environment, fell asleep in front of the public.You are illiterate, it seems that I have to go back and teach you well.

Wang Yiyuan wiped his face vigorously, and said with a smile, when it comes to this Kunqu opera, I want to test you, do you know that we also have Kunqu opera in Hunan?
Kang Ning was immediately stopped by the question, and shook his head to express that he didn't know.

Wang Yiyuan said that there is a local Kunqu Opera troupe in Guiyang County, Chenzhou, Hunan.When I was studying at the Teachers College, they came to our school with the Chenzhou Teachers College at that time for an exchange performance, and the school organized us to observe it.It's just that I don't have much impression of the scene at that time.When I watched a Kunqu opera performance today, I suddenly remembered this matter.

It was evening when we came out of the Kunqu Opera Museum.The two took a taxi to Guanqian Street.Due to time constraints, the two of them only bought some food there, and didn't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Pingjiang Mansion in Suzhou, so they hurried straight to the train station with their things.

In the car, Wang Yiyuan wanted to hold Kang Ning's hand again, but he never got the chance.When he got out of Shanghai Railway Station, he watched Kang Ning's taxi gradually go away, and he still felt a little disappointed.

(End of this chapter)