A Chi Ling opens the era of national style

Chapter 50 ([-] words chapter, please subscribe for a monthly ticket)
"Mr. Chen, who is your master? You can be better than my master."

This is the second time Chen Jinxian heard this question, and Zhao Yansong also came to his senses.

"Yes, who is your master? I have never heard of such a powerful suona master in China before."

After listening to Chen Jinxian's playing, Zhao Yansong's master and apprentice agreed that his level could be called a master.

Follow the normal procedure.

The appearance fee is at least a four-figure start.

But Chen Jinxian took none of it and said it was a gift from him to Principal Lu.

"You all know my master, Xu Henian."

Chen Jinxian replied half-jokingly, just wanting to end this topic quickly.

Unexpectedly, the two people next to him looked at each other seriously.

"Really? This old Xu has such a deep secret. In the past, I only knew that he was good at opera and singing, but I didn't expect that he was also so accomplished in suona."

"It seems that I will prepare a big gift someday, and go to see my old brother."

"Master, can you take me with you? I also want to visit Master Xu... No, Master Xu!"

Chen Jinxian: "..."

It seems like they are mistaken.

Xu Henian is indeed his master, but he is only a master in Peking Opera.

As for the suona, it was a blowing skill that he exchanged for a thousand reputation points.

Strictly speaking, his master is the system.

If Mr. Zhao really asked the master how to play the suona, would he be kicked out?
Forget it.

Think about it later.

Principal Lu's funeral is over, and he has settled a major issue.

Shen Bingbing was still on the live broadcast. After seeing the three of Chen Jinxian, she motioned for the cameraman to follow up with the interview.

"Old Zhao, the suona master you mentioned earlier is Mr. Chen, right?"

"Is it still live?"

Zhao Yansong tilted his head to look at the bright red equipment and asked.

Shen Bingbing nodded.

He coughed twice and cleared his throat.

"That's right, Chen Jinxian is the master of Suona. Regardless of his young age, as the saying goes, his strength is no less than that of the old man. He can be called a master."

"Mr. Chen, what do you think about being recognized by industry masters?"

"Mr. Zhao's words are a bit exaggerated. I think that my suona level is still far behind that of Mr. Zhao. Both my status and my suona level are still far behind. I still need to continue to learn from Mr. Zhao."

Chen Jinxian smiled and shook his head, standing in front of the camera and saying modestly, which was quite elegant.

He paused, then continued.

"For example, my master Xu Henian is a well-known master of Peking Opera. Mr. Xu Ning is a master of Erhu. I am just a junior, and I dare not call myself a master. Thanks to everyone's love, calling me Mr. is already flattering me. "

"I may become a master in the future. At present, I am not qualified enough, and I need to continue to work hard."

Zhao Yansong couldn't help but applaud him, "There are not many people who are extraordinary in strength and can be so low-key nowadays."

"Xiao Chen, my old head Zhao is very optimistic about you, and you will definitely be a dragon and a phoenix in the future, a generation of pride!"

After the words fell, there was a burst of applause from around him.

"Does Mr. Chen have any plans for the future? Will he attend suona-related occasions again?" Bingbing asked, holding up the microphone.

"If I had the chance, I would go."

Chen Jinxian smiled and replied.

"Then look forward to your next performance."

"Everyone, today's live broadcast is coming to an end, Bingbing invites you to see you in the next live broadcast."

Shen Bingbing waved at the camera and put down the microphone.

The trip to Pear Blossom Town ended briefly.

But it touched Chen Jinxian's heart deeply.

After returning to the capital, he couldn't help thinking for a long time about the way to promote the quintessence of the country.

How to go this way?
How long will it take?

How to go?

He has no answer in his heart.

Thinking about it, fell into a deep sleep.

He was woken up early in the morning by his cell phone ringing.

It's an unknown caller.

Chen Jinxian swiped to answer, waiting for the other party to speak first.

"Hello Mr. Chen, I am the chief agent of Starlight Culture Media Co., Ltd. On behalf of the company, I would like to discuss business cooperation with you."

"I do not need it, thank you."

He cheered up and refused decisively.

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he immediately hung up the phone.

broker?
Business Cooperation?

That's right.

In the past two months, he was still a Peking Opera actor who was disliked for 600 yuan in commercial performances. Now there is a company that wants to discuss cooperation with him?

Also, when did the phone number get leaked!
Disturbed by the phone call, he tossed and turned for a long time, unable to fall asleep again, so he simply got up.

After washing up, I plan to go to the Hanfu Market to have a look, and then confirm with my brothers the time to return to Beijing.

Chen Jinxian wandered around for a long time, and wanted to ask the master to go out for breakfast.

Xu Henian's room was empty, and no one was seen in the yard.

"Where did you go so early? Forget it, let's get busy with Hanfu first."

The Hanfu shop has begun to take shape, but the model has been undecided.

After looking at other Hanfu shops, I always felt that the models were out of tune with Hanfu.

Quite modern makeup, hairstyle and movements, wearing a Hanfu, but can't feel the restrained temperament at all, it's just for harvesting money from the wallet.

I always feel that it’s a bit foreign and not earthy, no matter how you look at it, it’s inconsistent!

Hanfu models, it is best to have a gentle temperament, and wear a Hanfu with a bit of classic meaning.

picture…

Just like Shen Bingbing.

Such an idea suddenly popped up in Chen Jinxian's mind, and he was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he shook his head like a rattle and said, "I am the host of Huaxia TV, how can I be a model?"

He took a taxi to the nearest Hanfu market, ordered a bowl of bean juice at a small shop next to it, and clicked on the Qianque software.

“I don’t know how the Compendium of Materia Medica will be received.”

He lowered his head and pecked at the bean juice, and the song interface was refreshed.

999+ shares, 1+ comments.

"This data is not bad!"

It has to be said that this song was originally only used to diss those Muyang dogs who worship foreigners, but I didn't expect the data to be not bad.

Chen Jinxian clicked on the comment area to see what netizens said.

The first few posts are similar, they all praise the songs for being nice.

"The melody is great, and the words are well written. It is a good song combined with current events."

"As soon as the boss makes a move, you will know if there is any. This song is placed in the Guofeng circle, how many can play?"

"Moving Huaxia, is our national music finally going to rise?"

"I especially like the lyrics of this song "If Hua Tuo is reborn, Chongyang will be healed, foreigners come to learn Chinese characters, and inspire my national consciousness", it is simply amazing!"

A user with the ID 'I am Xiaotransparent' commented, "Are all Peking Opera singers so versatile? I'm going to change my views on mate selection."

Some netizens replied below, "Big girl, you are overthinking it. People like Chen Jinxian are one of a kind. In reality, you probably can't find one."

Chen Jinxian was amused by them, so he spilled the bean juice on his clothes and wiped it with paper.

He thought about it and typed a line in the comment area.

"Thank you all the fans for your support. This is a song that I personally like very much. I also hope that the majority of netizens will like it."

As soon as the comment was sent out, some netizens responded.

"Catch Mr. Chen! Do you mean I'm the first?"

"Yes, you are the first."

"Wow, wow, I read that right, God Chen replied to me."

Chen Jinxian swallowed the last mouthful of bean juice and left the comment area with satisfaction.

"Mr. Chen?"

A familiar voice sounded outside the door.

Shen Bingbing?
Chen Jinxian was a little surprised, just now he was looking for Shen Bingbing to be a model, but now he came across it.

"Why are you here? Don't you have any interview duties today?"

"I'm taking a day off today, and I'm going to go to the Hanfu market to buy two pieces of cloth."

"Scooping for cloth? Could it be that you still have the ability to make Hanfu?"

"It's just a hobby. When I have free time, I will design a Hanfu."

He was just joking and teasing, but he didn't expect Shen Bingbing to really know how to make Hanfu.

A reporter from Huaxia TV, a beautiful person with a kind heart, and a lover of Hanfu.

You know, given the current domestic environment, there are only a handful of Hanfu enthusiasts.

Maybe we can actually persuade her to become a model.

The two of them met to go together, but after shopping all morning they didn't find anything suitable, which made them a little frustrated.

Either the style is bad, or the cloth is touched very poorly.

In such a huge Hanfu market, there are not a few suitable materials to be found.

"This market is quite big in the capital. If you can't find good products here, there probably won't be any in other markets."

Shen Bingbing looked sadly at the market.

"Do you come here often?" Chen Jinxian asked.

"Well, I'm a senior Hanfu lover. When I'm not working, I like to visit the Hanfu market and Hanfu shops."

"It was okay in the past few years. I have a few friends who are making Hanfu. They pay great attention to everything from materials to ready-made clothes."

"However, the circle of Hanfu is too small, and the business cannot go well. The higher the cost, the more you will lose. Slowly, there are no amazing ready-made clothes in the Hanfu market. Most of them are bullying Xiaobai who don't understand, and they specialize in cheating money, so I just plan to go shopping for cloth and prepare to do it myself."

"I didn't expect there was no good material."

The more Shen Bingbing talked, the more frustrated she became, she shrugged her shoulders.

"If there was an opportunity for you to participate in Hanfu design, would you consider it?"

Chen Jinxian asked Bingbing in a calm manner.

"This is great. As long as it doesn't affect my work, I will definitely go."

Shen Bingbing nodded and spoke.

After getting the answer, Chen Jinxian was in a good mood.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and said goodbye to each other.

After each other took a taxi and left without seeing their backs, Shen Bingbing remembered that there was something she hadn't said.

She scratched her head in annoyance, blowing the strands of hair from her forehead with a sigh of relief.

……

Sitting in the car, Chen Jinxian opened Weibo when he was bored, and the news popped out.

He had too many private messages before, so he turned off the message reminder function.

No wonder it's been so quiet lately.

"Why are there so many Aites of mine?"

He clicked in doubt, and nine out of ten were on Li Wanzhang's Weibo.

It took a while to figure out why in the comment area.

It turned out that it was Li Wanzhang who publicly dissed himself.

This made Chen Jinxian feel very irritable. Normally he would be too busy to ignore him, but he didn't expect that he would bite his nose and face, and his arrogance was simply too arrogant.

"Is this man suffering from some serious illness? How many times has it happened?"

Hearing the sound, the driver glanced at the back seat from the car mirror, with a blank expression on his face, "I'm not sick."

Chen Jinxian smiled awkwardly and apologized immediately.

"It's not about you, I'm sorry, I'm not too excited on the Internet."

It's okay if you don't look at it, but you can see something famous when you look at it.

The driver looked at the back seat many times, "Mr., you look familiar. Have you ever been on TV?"

When interrupted by the driver, a series of retorts in Chen Jinxian's mind disappeared.

Chen Jinxian: "...I've had sex several times."

Forget it, come back home.

"Let me just say, you are like that...Chen Hejin."

"Chen Jinxian."

"Oh, yes, yes, look at my memory. I really like your "Chi Ling". Those dramatic lines are so upright!"

"Do you like Peking Opera?" Chen Jinxian asked with a frown.

"My son is learning this, martial arts, you know. He was just picked up from his hometown a few days ago, and he is planning to find a famous teacher in the capital."

On the high-speed train back to the capital, he seemed to have seen a child learning martial arts.

The conversation ended with the driver's sudden silence.

Chen Jinxian began to think about how to respond to Li Wanzhang in his mind.

The taxi stopped at an intersection and the light was red for ninety seconds.

The driver rubbed his hands, his lips murmured, hesitating for a long time to say but dare not say.

He took a long breath and mustered up the courage to speak, "Mr. Chen, do you accept apprentices? My son's foundation is very good. The teacher used to praise him as a good seedling."

Apprentice?

He is still an apprentice, but the Year of the Crane class is about to reunite, so recruiting an apprentice shouldn't be a big problem.

The master is getting old, so he can't chat with his brothers.

Having a child by his side can also enrich his old life.

Chen Jinxian made up his mind and asked for the driver's contact information before getting off the bus, and would contact him after confirming whether to accept him as a disciple. After all, this matter had to be discussed with the master and the martial arts brothers in the team.

He is a junior actor, and he is far different from martial arts.

"Master, master?"

"Where can I go? I would normally be back at this time."

he shouted as he strode into the courtyard.

Xu Henian is still not there.

After ordering something casually to fill his stomach, Chen Jinxian slowly returned to the bedroom.

Register a trumpet account.

Modify avatar.

Edit nickname.

"Well, like a passerby."

Moving his fingers, he typed a large paragraph of words in the box at an extremely fast speed.

In the end, due to word limit, it had to be divided into two paragraphs.

"There aren't always people who think they know better than professionals, right? Let's not talk about Chen Jinxian's identity as a popular Peking Opera actress. Among his few songs, which one can surpass him? Are you not here to criticize Chinese style all day long? To raise the Korean wave, that is to say, no matter what Chen Jinxian does, isn't it better than what you are doing?"

"I have been advocating for Korean style all day long. You were the one who offered the Bangzi Nation a sky-high appearance fee, right? It was you who gave Bangzi Nation a taste of the sweetness. Labor and management just look down on people like you who only know how to lick the Korean Wave. people!!"

He finished typing this paragraph in one breath, posted it under Li Wanzhang's latest updates, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not a saint and cannot repay evil with kindness.

I feel much better if I just scold him back.

Later, Chen Jinxian switched to the tuba.

Find these two comments in the sea of ​​comments and like them.

Then, sit back and wait for things to ferment.

According to the usual practice, in a few minutes, some netizens should have noticed that he liked him.

After 5 minutes passed, he went back to Weibo and took a few glances.

As he expected.

#陈 Jinxian likes Li Wanzhang#’s entry is at the top of the hot search list, with a click rate of more than 200 million.

The marketing account ranked first in the square has more than [-] comments, but it is a Weibo account that has nothing to do with Chen Jinxian's likes and only brought up a topic.

However, the discussion was very high, and Chen Jinxian frowned and glanced at it.

""Red Ling" singer Chen Jinxian recently played a hundred birds facing the phoenix, and was hailed by netizens as "the leader of contemporary national style". However, Li Wanzhang, the director of Mango TV, posted an article saying that it was mediocre. Suona music should be played at funerals. Posted on It is purely Chen Jinxian's deliberate disgust on the Internet, which is not auspicious at all.

Vote as follows:"

Two voting boxes are placed under the copy.

"Li Wanzhang is right, Chen Jinxian's Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix is ​​indeed average."

"It's obviously very nice, but Li Wanzhang doesn't know how to appreciate it. This is a piece of music left by our ancestors."

The latter had far more votes than the former, winning by a crushing ratio of [-] to [-].

The first hot comment is to vote for the former.

"What's wrong with those who support Li Wanzhang? Are their ears weak or their brains weak?"

There are more than 2000 replies on this floor.

"By relying on the backing of mangoes, Li Wanzhang has done a lot of tricks of praising the high and stepping down the low. Is there anyone who doesn't know about it?"

"I broke the news. My best friend's brother is a photographer in the entertainment industry. I heard that Li Wanzhang receives gifts in private, once for each show he records. The highest amount is [-]."

"The typical 'I have a friend' series upstairs, give me a little time and I can make it up."

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