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Chapter 216 Don't think you've lost face enough?
When a song falls, the audience is silent!

After listening to such masterpieces as "Farewell My Concubine", all the dramatists just felt "buzzing" in their minds, and many shocking pictures such as Bawang, Concubine Yu, and House of Flying Daggers appeared before their eyes. .

This world also has the overlord Xiang Yu and his beloved Concubine Yu, so after listening to the drama "Farewell My Concubine", everyone has a deep sense of substitution.

Whether it is a blue star or a parallel world, a great work can always show its bright and dazzling star power!

"Wonderful work! Eternal strange work!"

The crowd suddenly burst into applause, only to see Mr. Guo walked out of the crowd first, and praised him without hesitation.

clap clap clap...

At the same time, the others gradually came to their senses, and there was thunderous applause at the scene, with countless elders praising, this drama is really enjoyable!
"This singing! This figure! Old Zuo, you really found a treasure!"

"It's great! Especially the sound of "Your Majesty, Concubine Yu will go to the Underworld with you", it made me tremble all over!"

"Having this beloved disciple is like winning ten thousand gold!"

After a while, a clean long table was cleared out, with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on it.

Perhaps this is the real way of getting along in the traditional cultural circle. Everyone sits happily together, checks for each other's gaps, helps each other, and bravely climbs the peak.

"Don't you think you don't lose face enough?"

To put it bluntly, if any poem is put out, it can shake the literary world!
But the meaning of my sixth uncle's words just now is obviously asking for a poem, and it still has to be used as a poem hanging on the wall of the restaurant. This difficulty is not ordinary!
Propositional poems, but also to match the style of Qinglu Xiaoxuan, this is too difficult, isn't it?
Guo Xiaoxue was a little worried that Wang Hao would refuse, because his sixth uncle had developed a strong sense of society because of his years of "walking around in the rivers and lakes".

Destroy the future!This is life and death!
……

He turned his head unwillingly, but what he saw was Zhou Liangyin's gloomy face.

It not only made Wang Hao famous in the first battle, but even directly pushed him to the top!
After thinking for a moment, Zhou Liangyin turned around resolutely, nodded to the people behind him, and then quickly left the Qinglu Xiaoxuan.

Zuo Min'an: "???!!!"

Guo Lei directly took away the task that should have belonged to Fang Chao, and after a while, there was enough ink in the ink tray.

Guo Lei immediately started talking loudly, his face was full of pride and memories, and the corners of the mouth of Mr. Guo at the same table twitched.

All of you present here really understand opera. What is certain is that Farewell My Concubine will spread throughout the opera world in a short time, and it will definitely set off a wave of craze!
And as their "own family members", they can show off in front of those guys outside in the future.

Good birds choose wood to live in!

Looking at this scene, Wang Hao only felt warm in his heart.

Influenced by the old man, she was a well-known talented girl in the school when she was in school, so she can naturally see the exquisiteness and preciousness of Wang Hao's works just now.

It's a pity that where there is light, there is darkness, and there will always be some dark corners covered with thick dust!
...

Although his original opera is also very good, compared with Wang Hao's "Farewell My Concubine", it is far too much worse, there is no comparison between the two!
However, he will definitely not let it go.

"I'll grind!"

"Oh?!"

Unexpectedly, the next moment Wang Hao got up suddenly and said: "Prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I still have a poem here, which may be just suitable for hanging in your hall."

"Quiet up, Mr. Zuo and I have a habit of cutting off sleeves!"

Many elders who came from afar said that this trip was worthwhile!
What could be happier than watching a proud man grow up with his own eyes?
Later, under the witness of everyone at the scene, Wang Hao personally poured tea for Zuo Min'an and kowtowed to salute, officially succeeding in apprenticeship!

Guo Lei's eyes lit up immediately, he threw down his wine glass and rushed out the door.

Just like the scene where Wang Hao wrote a poem just now.

Although he couldn't understand how well the words were written, it didn't stop him from observing other people's expressions. From the shocked faces, he suddenly found that this young man seemed to have two brushes!

He has no face to stay any longer. According to the current momentum, he may be the one who will be slapped in the face next!

There were constant praises and noises coming from the stage, but this sound was extremely harsh to the ears of Zhou Liangyin and Zhao Qin, master and apprentice!
"Damn it!"

And he, Zhao Qin...

The crowd was instantly overjoyed.

After drinking for three rounds, many seniors recalled the part of Farewell My Concubine just now on a whim, and hummed to themselves.

Guo Lei approached Wang Hao with his wine glass, his thumbs upright, his face full of admiration.

Relying on his young age and the fact that he has real materials, this kid may not even be able to handle him, a "famous actor in Kyoto".

Guo Xiaoxue was also panicked.

Seems to be in the mood, Guo Lei simply stopped running around with the wine glass, and chatted with Wang Hao next to him.

Indeed, as a high-end restaurant that focuses on ancient charm, it is somewhat unreasonable that there is not a single poem in the banquet hall.

Mr. Guo's face darkened, he raised his eyebrows coldly at Guo Lei, and shouted in a deep voice: "Lao Liu, don't go too far, is this your attitude towards younger generations?"

It's just a defeated general, and it's just a joke when it's mentioned.

As soon as Zhou Liangyin left, the group of Hulala people also set off.

The crowd was not surprised at all, they directly gave warm applause to those who sang well, and focused on guiding those who sang well to help them understand the meaning.

From today onwards, Wang Hao's name will surely become a hit in the traditional culture circle or in the folk art circle!

"Boy, is there a recording of the play just now? Can you give me a copy? I and Zuo Lao are life and death best friends!"

And behind him, Zhou Liangyin's expression became even darker. He never expected that everything he did today would become someone else's wedding dress.

Everyone: "???"

After the ceremony, under the greeting of Mr. Guo, everyone walked into another banquet hall and sat down one after another.

Their purpose is simple.

Zhou Liangyin was taken aback for a moment, then his face suddenly became darker.

"Little brother, although I don't understand the ways of your literary and art circles, what you did today is really cool! It's so satisfying!"

At the last moment of leaving the restaurant, Zhou Liangyin seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look behind him.

After chatting for a while, the two began to call each other brothers.

Thinking of Zhou Liangyin's various means of punishment, Zhao Qindang even gave up the thought of turning around and cursing back, and walked out dejectedly like a bereaved dog.

Especially after drinking, except for a few people, if anyone dared to disobey him, another fight would inevitably end up in the end!
Naturally, Guo Lei would not ignore the old man's words. He chuckled, raised his glass to Wang Hao and said, "I'm just asking casually, so don't take it to heart."

At the dinner table, everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Hao.

The more he drank, the more Guo Lei talked.

Bragging and fighting, clubbing to flirt with girls, racing cars to be cool...

"Haha, in fact, I didn't plan to take the limelight. It's just that they are deceiving people too much." Wang Hao smiled humbly.

"Fuck off, you old Xu, it's clear that I and Zuo Lao are life and death best friends!"

Oh?
Wang Hao frowned, and immediately understood.

But what is interesting is that there are still more than ten people who did not leave together, but approached Zuo Min'an instead.

"it is good!"

This is asking for a poem!

Wang Hao cupped his hands slightly, waved towards the door and said, "Mr. Zhou, have a good journey, don't look back."

He is a rough man with a low level of education. Even though he has made a great reputation in the society, he envies those scholars from the bottom of his heart.

Wang Hao smiled and promised everyone: "After the recording of Farewell My Concubine, the younger generation will definitely send you a lossless version of the original as soon as possible!"

After the group of spoilers left, only "my family" was left in the whole yard.

Even though he is the big boss of Qinglu Xiaoxuan, Guo Lei still waits on the spot in person, with a never-ending smile on his face.

Zhao Qin's expression was gloomy, and his eyes were fixed on Wang Hao on the stage, wishing he could tear him apart!
All the events today should have come naturally, but because of Wang Hao's appearance, their plan fell short!
And it's more than incomparable.

Just at this time, Wang Hao looked up, and the eyes of the two were intertwined, as if there was an unknown momentum moving back and forth between the two.

Guo Lei didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly said: "Brother! Give my brother my staff and see if there is something missing in my banquet hall? I don't know why, but I always feel empty inside. .”

This kid is cursing himself on the road to hell!
Zhao Qin stood still abruptly, and was about to turn around and turn back, but was immediately slapped on the back of the neck.

Wang Hao picked up the pen and ink, and the elegant and elegant words suddenly appeared on the rice paper.

"Drizzle and slanting wind make dawn cold, light smoke and sparse willows make sunny beach,"

"Entering the Huai River, clearing the Luo River, gradually spreading, and the milky flowers in the snow foam floating in the afternoon cup,"

"Try the spring plate with Polygonum antler and Artemisia bamboo shoots, the taste of the world is Qinghuan."

(End of this chapter)