A Chi Ling opens the era of national style

Chapter 23 I'm not as good as their fraction in one scene! (Second update) Ask for a recommendation ticket!
at the same time.

Beijing, China TV station.

Xiao Liu hurried to Fang Jin's office and said breathlessly: "Mr. Fang... something big... happened!"

Fang Jin, who was watching Chen Jinxian's live broadcast, was stunned for a moment.

He raised his head and glanced at Xiao Liu, said "tsk", frowned and said: "What big thing? It was a surprise, forget it last time, it is indeed a big thing, don't tell me in such a short time What happened to me?!"

"It's really a big deal!"

"Watch Chen Jinxian's live broadcast."

Sitting opposite Fang Jin, Xiao Liu said.

"Oh, don't fool me."

Fang Jin smiled lightly.

Ignore Xiao Liu.

Continue to look at Chen Jinxian on the phone screen.

He would like to see it.

How should Chen Jinxian solve this problem.

"What I said was..."

Xiao Liu got off the chair.

He leaned over and said in Fang Jin's ear.

Fang Jin's eyes widened after hearing this, and he immediately put down the phone in his hand.

Looking at the plain-looking Xiao Liu in shock, he asked seriously, "Are you sure the news is correct?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Xiao Liu said solemnly.

Fang Jin thought about it and found that it was indeed correct... but it was still somewhat feasible.

As for why you should watch it...

This is unknown.

"Keep an eye on the live broadcast room and don't miss a single detail."

Fang Jin didn't ask about the source of the news. After all, as his confidant who snooped out information, it's not surprising that Xiao Liu knew something inside.

On the contrary, he asked Xiao Liu to watch Chen Jinxian's live broadcast with him.

……

in the live room.

Chen Jinxian showed a hint of self-mockery, and said to Wang Yan in front of him: "Do you think our salary for singing is very high?"

"Even if some people are not tall, but as a person at the top of the pyramid, you must not be too low."

Wang Yan swallowed her saliva and said hesitantly.

The reason is insufficient and the energy is strong.

"The people at the top of the pyramid are rich?"

"Then I will tell you today how much a Peking Opera actor earns!"

Chen Jinxian's tone was stern and his eyes were solemn.

After smiling slightly, he began to calculate the income for Wang Yan.

"Last year, our theatrical troupe was not disbanded. We performed three plays in total, and I played Huadan in these three plays."

"It stands to reason that I am the Peking Opera master you call me, a person who stands at the top of the Peking Opera circle, and my income is not high but certainly not low."

"But, you know what?"

"Lao-management made a total of 950 yuan and 300 cents in three plays last year! The average cost of a play is only more than [-] yuan. As one of the popular female roles in China, I only have this little, and I don't need to say more about the rest. Bar?"

"Do you think Peking opera actors are rich?"

"Do you know that even if I can take on three scenes a year, I will be extremely happy?"

"Did you know that the total net worth of everyone in the Peking Opera circle may not be as much as a fraction of some popular celebrities?"

Chen Jinxian talked.

The tone gradually became serious.

The voice was also a little choked.

The salary of Peking Opera actors in this world is far lower than that of Peking Opera actors in the original world.

But these Peking Opera actors rely on their own passion and love for the quintessence of China, so that Peking Opera can continue.

Tickets for Peking Opera are very cheap.

But Chen Jinxian had never seen young people off stage.

Perhaps, in their world, this kind of opera is only sung to the elderly.

The studio was quiet.

No one talks about moral kidnapping anymore.

They were shocked.

Not because of the beautiful scenery.

But because of the income of Peking Opera actors.

Chen Jinxian's scene was only 300 yuan.

Moreover, it happens almost every day.

Wang Yan was also stunned.

She originally thought that no matter how bad Beijing opera is, a well-known Peking opera actor like Chen Jinxian must have at least tens of thousands of dollars a month.

However, the reality slapped her hard in the face.

Even a famous actor like Chen Jinxian.

There is only such a little money to make?
the other side.

Chen Jinxian continued to laugh at himself.

"The actor is ruthless and unjust?"

"Even if I ransacked my entire body, I still can't come up with 5000 yuan. What else do you want from me? The actor is ruthless? Who is the ruthless and ungrateful?"

"Tell me what I will give you!"

Chen Jinxian's last voice was almost an angry roar at Wang Yan.

With this roar, he directly shouted out the helplessness in his heart.

His eyes were even slightly moist.

He is 22 years old this year.

Learned to play at the age of three.

I studied for 19 years.

19 years in the blink of an eye.

After 19 years of Peking Opera, there is still no change, but the sense of existence has been reduced. After all, the older generation of people who listened to and watched the opera have already left.

The younger generation doesn't like to listen to operas.

People know that Peking Opera is the quintessence of China.

The rest is almost unknown.

The night wind in the capital can't blow the people who come to the theater.

The glory of Peking Opera can't be blown away either.

……

After finishing speaking, Chen Jinxian looked at Wang Yan in front of him.

With a sneer, he said immediately: "Now, you can always leave here, right?"

Wang Yan heard what Chen Jinxian said.

Lost my mind for a while.

After reacting, he took Wang Yang and stumbled out of here.

After the mother and daughter left.

The place was dead silent.

Chen Jinxian stood in the middle of the courtyard with a dull expression.

The system prompt sounded in the ear as usual.

But Chen Jinxian didn't have the time to pay attention.

Some things are much easier to say out loud. Everyone thinks that Peking Opera actors earn a lot of money. In fact, even the smallest Korean wave appearance fees are beyond their reach.

"Keep talking about the group of people who were morally kidnapped before. Don't you like talking about it? I obviously don't understand Peking Opera, but I know the income of the upper class in Peking Opera. With this skill, it would be a pity not to predict the end of the world."

"Really, why do I want to cry when I see Chen Jinxian like this? The things left by our ancestors are rejected by our own family..."

"Oh, that's hypocritical. You're not satisfied with more than 300 yuan a scene? I only have more than 100 yuan a day, and my income is only three to four thousand a month. Why don't you come and pity me?"

"What you're after is the fish, but what you're losing is the whole family. I don't want to quarrel with you today, so get out of here."

"My God! Are Peking Opera actors really so miserable? The key is that they need so long to train, so they can only be subsidized for a long time?"

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Second update, I always feel like something is weird. You are welcome to point it out and I will make corrections.

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