Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 94 You live at the head of the Yangtze River

Bao Guowei had no idea about Hu Die. In his impression, Hu Die seemed to be engaged to the actor Lin Xuehui.

He is not a thief who thinks about other people's wives all day long.

But in front of Zhang Taiyan, he still had to explain carefully. After all, he had just been ambiguous with Zhang Nianyue, and now he met Hu Die, and he seemed a little carefree.

"It is said that we are going to discuss the fund-raising matters in three days. You know that she is the highlight of our fund-raising party and will be performing."

Bao Guowei seeks truth from facts, is very open-minded, and is not afraid of suspicion.

What I'm most afraid of is that those who are eager to deny and explain will cause more troubles instead of having nothing to do.

Zhang Taiyan nodded and said, "I forgot about it, but you have to remember that when you come into contact with these movie actors or celebrities, you have to be careful. Don't let the feasting, singing and dancing destroy your mind!"

After hearing this, Bao Guowei realized that Zhang Taiyan was not worried that he was messing around outside, but that he was worried that he would be confused by the colorful world of Shanghai and become "unwilling to miss Shu" and abandon his studies.

After all, in his eyes, Bao Guowei is still just a seventeen-year-old high school student who has never seen the world.

"Don't worry, these students naturally know it. Compared with all kinds of book knowledge, these songs, dances, and shengxiao are superficial."

When Bao Guowei said this, his face did not turn red, because this was indeed his inner thought.

No matter how good the Shili Foreign Market was in the 1930s, could it be compared to Miss Douyin from later generations? Where are you going? There is no way to seduce yourself!

Zhang Taiyan thought of his apprentice. Although he was impulsive and sometimes acted and spoke without regard for the consequences, he always had the best attitude towards learning.

Otherwise, there is no way to output so many meaningful things several times in a row.

Then he nodded confidently.

"Be well prepared. The fundraiser in three days is also related to the prevention and control of epidemics in Zhijiang Province. If enough materials and money can be collected, the prevention and control of epidemics can be effectively implemented."

"People from all walks of life in Shanghai, such as Guo Le, the owner of Yong'an Department Store, Huang Bohui from The Times, etc. will participate. Remember that the opera rehearsed must not be too vulgar, and it is best to reflect humanistic care about the epidemic."

Zhang Taiyan explained it again, and Bao Guowei remembered it all in his mind, but when he heard the term "Times", he suddenly became interested and couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, this is The Times."

"Ah!" Zhang Taiyan said as he patted his head. "I almost forgot. Someone from the Times came here earlier and said that they would definitely invite you to visit. Remember to go and have a look when you have time. Now that the boss has been changed, the Times has a new scene, and you can make some friends. "

Bao Guowei was a little helpless. He seemed a little busy recently?

After returning to his room, Bao Guowei wrote several thousand words of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" as usual. Now he is used to it and his writing speed is much faster.

"Would you like to get a typewriter?"

In fact, the first Chinese typewriter was invented by the American missionary Xie Weilou in 1899. During the development process over the years, the form of the typewriter may have been improved.

But typing is still very cumbersome. You even have to find the corresponding Chinese character on the roulette wheel in the order of alphabetical spelling among more than 4,000 commonly used Chinese characters. When using it, you can turn the roulette wheel and the carriage to type out the characters.

Typing Chinese characters is so cumbersome that it has become one of the reasons for Latinizing Chinese characters.

In this era, the only typewriter that was truly usable was the Ming Kuai typewriter invented by Lin Yutang.

The Mingkuai typewriter uses an up-and-down character detection method, which can be said to be very similar to the Wubi input method of later generations. If it can be manufactured, it can be said that it will greatly improve the efficiency of Chinese character output and input.

It’s just that this bright typewriter has never been favored by the business, so that Mr. Lin Yutang has been researching it for more than 30 years, but in the end it still died.

"It seems that we can find an opportunity to visit Mr. Lin Yutang. If we can buy a prototype, it can also greatly improve the efficiency of coding."

Bao Guowei thought like this, took out his notebook again, and wrote down this schedule on it.

Looking at the tasks listed above, Bao Guowei sighed. It seemed that he was quite busy during his time in the Shanghai stock market.

The bed at the Oriental Hotel was so soft that Bao Guowei, who was used to sleeping on hard beds, couldn't sleep well all night.

Even in the middle of the night, because the lights in Bao Guowei's room were turned on many times, a girl knocked on the door and said something.

"Sir, do you need service?"

He naturally understood what this meant, but although he was itching and unbearable, he was still a virgin, so it was a bit of a loss to admit it here.

In this era, diseases such as smallpox were still prevalent.

"No need, I'm sleeping, don't disturb me!"

"Sir, sleep in peace." A somewhat disappointed female voice came from the door.

So early the next morning, Bao Guowei slept until noon as expected. When he woke up, the downstairs was already filled with the shouts of rickshaw drivers.

The only thing that satisfied Bao Guowei was that the hostel had all the toiletries, including toothpaste, towels, and soap. It felt like he was back in the 21st century.

Zhang Taiyan went out early in the morning, probably to meet his friends in Shanghai. The old man had nothing but many friends.

When Bao Guowei was nibbling a big bun in the restaurant of the Oriental Hotel, a young man wearing a boy's costume came over.

He searched in the restaurant for a long time before he hesitantly ran over and asked.

"Are you Mr. Bao Bingwen?"

"Uh-huh."

Bao Guowei was still chewing on the buns and was speechless.

"Hey, I finally found you. Miss Hu Die invited you to see our opera!" The boy wiped his sweat, thinking that it took a lot of effort to find Bao Guowei. Hearing this, Bao Guowei immediately looked back at the clock on the wall. It turned out that it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, and he almost forgot his appointment with Hu Die.

It is said to be a theater, but it is actually an ordinary building with a separate floor as a practice place.

During this period, China was influenced by foreign opera films and many opera films were filmed. This form of performance is also considered popular nowadays.

After following the boy to the third floor, Bao Guowei heard the melodious singing inside as soon as he reached the door.

"

I live in the head of the Yangtze River

You live at the end of the Yangtze River

I think you don’t see you every day

Drinking water from the Yangtze River

When will this water stop?

"

The singing is a bit more like folk songs, but mixed with some Western opera tunes, which makes it seem a bit nondescript.

But Hu Die's voice is still crisp, and she expresses the sadness in the song.

Bao Guowei was shocked, not because the other party sang well, but because he was deeply impressed by this song.

This is the song "I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" composed by the musician Mr. Liao Shangguo. The original lyrics are the words and phrases of "Bu Suanzi·I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" by the Northern Song Dynasty poet Li Zhiyi.

On the surface, it is written about the longing for the lover and the perseverance of love. In fact, based on Mr. Liao's past experience and words, it is not difficult to see that this is Mr. Liao's grief for his lost comrades.

All in all, Mr. Liao should have just written this song, but Hu Die unexpectedly used it to perform it.

Bao Guowei couldn't help but admire that this song is quite appropriate now.

The Yangtze River does not pass through Hangzhou. After the Qiantang River enters the sea, the downstream is Shanghai. Hangzhou and Shanghai can barely be regarded as the head and tail of the river!

The love between the two places can be understood in the gentle melody of this song.

It's just that the original song has a steady rhythm and contains emotions, which is a bit strange to be displayed in this opera-like singing voice.

While thinking, Bao Guowei had already entered the theater.

The furnishings in the theater are very simple, with only a wooden platform set up in the center.

Hu Die on the stage was dressed in a fisherman's costume, with linen clothes and a scarf wrapped around her head. She was dressed simply.

But her brows and eyes are vivid, and her every move and every move clearly reveals the melancholy of the fisherman girl by the river.

Behind her are a dozen young backup dancers dancing gracefully with her, but it is not just dancing, the flow of the story can also be seen between the movements.

When Hu Die saw Bao Guowei, the movements of his hands paused slightly, and then he performed the whole process smoothly.

Bao Guowei stood in the audience and watched quietly.

He didn't have any feelings about this dance, but he always felt that the singing was a bit strange, so he made some sketches in his mind, hoping to provide some suggestions for the other party to present a better song "I Live at the Head of the Yangtze River" in this era.

After a while, the song was over.

"Mr. Bingwen!"

Hu Die jumped down from the stage as if flying, lifted up her skirt and ran towards Bao Guowei, still talking.

"I thought you weren't coming back. I'm waiting for you to review and evaluate this song after it's been rehearsed!"

Bao Guowei said apologetically: "I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm a little late. I'm really sorry."

"No, no, I was bragging to Miss Lingyu earlier! I invited Mr. Bingwen, who was famous in the film industry last night. Fortunately, you came now, otherwise she really thought I was bragging!"

Although Hu Die has been involved in movies for many years, according to her previous life, she was only at the age of just entering college, and her words still have a childlike temperament.

"Hey, hey, don't slander me in front of others, I'm not that kind of person."

While she was talking, a woman walked over from behind. She walked gracefully, with a slender but graceful figure. Her brows and eyes changed flexibly, and she always had a smile on her lips. For a moment, it was hard to see what she was thinking.

A touch of red lip was too bright, but it seemed just right on her face.

"Who is this"

Bao Guowei was a little embarrassed. Then another woman appeared, with an extraordinary temperament, which made him stunned for a moment.

"Haha! Let me introduce to Mr. Bingwen. This is our future top actress in Shanghai, and so is Miss Ruan Lingyu!" Hu Die said playfully.

Ruan Lingyu glanced at the other party, then stretched out her hand and said to Bao Guowei.

"Mr. Bingwen, I heard what you said last night from countless friends!"

(End of this chapter)