Senior Superstar

  Chapter 549 What kind of character relationship is this? ! (Look for a monthly pass!)

  I was having dinner with Liu Wenqiang before. When I met this old student, the other party had a facial makeup painted on his face, and he also wore a mouth to cover half of his face.

  For a long time, Li Shixin heard the voice familiar, and it was not until this guy bowed that he suddenly matched the number in his heart.

   Thinking of the quarrel between the old man and his son just now, the cause of the conflict seemed to be related to the previous bottle of Moutai, Li Shixin chuckled.

   gestured for a moment to a group of old fans, and walked forward in the doubtful eyes of Zhao Jinzhi and Wu Ming.

   "Old brother, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here."

  Suddenly a person appeared behind him, who was in anger, and was shocked by the old man who was about to smash his son.

After regaining his senses, he shrank and looked at Li Shixin. The old man's eyes widened.

  "Oh! You are, you are the one who knows the goods!"

  Hearing the old man's address to him, several black lines appeared on Li Shixin's forehead.

  For the old man's evaluation of himself, he can only smile helplessly.

  Before experiencing the skill dream of [Pear Garden Techniques to Dating], his aesthetic of Peking Opera mainly originated from the memory of the old man.

  Among the memory fragments of the old man, there are not many parts about Peking Opera. Most of them listen to some famous sections in the radio or similar storytelling machines when playing chess and cards in the community.

   Reluctantly, I can count as a Peking opera lover who knows some famous verses and can take so many verses in the gourd-painting scoop with his voice—even his fanciers can’t even reach it.

   But even according to that aesthetic standard, Li Shixin also felt that the old students that day sang in general.

The reason for applauding and applauding is entirely because of the old student's sentence at the time, "The play is open, and listen to it from all directions. One is a man, the three are ghosts, and the four are gods. Whether there is or no one in the audience, you must finish singing." If mortals don’t listen to the things left behind by the ancestors, it doesn’t mean that ghosts and gods don’t listen."

  This obsession with hand art really poke Li Shixin's heart.

  However, this is obviously not the time to tear down the platform.

Faced with the old man’s surprise, Li Shixin looked at the old man’s son and said with a faint smile: “I’m ashamed to hear that your father is having trouble just now. At that time, your father gave me the bottle of wine. I didn’t think much about it at the time. Thinking that your father is the owner of the restaurant, he accepted this kindness. If it makes you father and son unhappy, I really feel sorry for it. Do you see how much the bottle of wine is? I'll make it up for you."

  Hearing what Li Shixin said, the old grandson's son was startled.

"what!"

   Before he could speak, the old grandson on the side exploded like someone had stepped on his tail!

"Brother, this is wrong with you! My Sun Liancheng hasn't fallen out of poverty. Isn't it just a bottle of Maotai for ten years? Don't you say that the things that our old Sun's did not send out to be recycled, just say today. This matter has nothing to do with that bottle of wine."

Staring at Li Shixin's arm, Sun Liancheng pulled him in front of his son, "But you are here today. I have been in this theater for more than four years, and this little beast has mixed with me for more than four years. What do you think I am doing in this theater is not doing my job properly, it’s nothing for money, no one thinks it’s a prodigal, it’s impossible. Old man, you know how to do it. Tell him, how is my play now?"

  "Um"

  What is Li Shixin's mouth?

  Let’s not talk about how your scene is, your son is pretty real.

   Such a quarrel between father and son has attracted the people who left and right the shop. In addition, there are a lot of tourists on the Liulichang side, and there are already a lot of people watching the excitement on the side of the street.

Knowing that Li Shixin was the father of the wine that day, Sun Liancheng's son Sun Yuming stomped his feet severely: "Dad! You are my real father! Are you really confused or pretending to be confused? Even if you drink a bottle of Moutai from you Not a lot of people have to say that this wine looks good at you."

"That's right, old grandson, co-authoring with us to help children talk is to mix with your family affairs. It is fair to talk to outsiders who do not know where? This is the neighbor of decades, I will talk more. Let me take care of it by someone else, I still hate it!"

   "Big Brother Zhang is right, grandson, you are the double standard!"

"Who said no. In the past two years, you said that you have been arguing with your children every day on the street, and what you are like. Grandson, your father is not fake in your family, but you have to consider your children's opinions. You have retired. Yes, but when the kids are under pressure, think about it, don’t you?"

  Amid the dissatisfaction of the neighbors and the discussion of others, Sun Liancheng took a deep breath.

  Looking at the old man's face flushing, Li Shixin shook his head. He took out his wallet and ordered three thousand yuan, silently stuffed it into Sun Liancheng's hands, turned and walked out of the crowd.

  But as soon as he turned around and took two steps, there was a clattering sound behind him.

  The next moment, I saw the sky full of red notes, drifting away with the breeze.

   "Grandma!"

Behind   , there was a loud scream.

"For this family, I have done things that I don't like for half of my life. I am fifty-seven this year, half of which has been in the soil. There is no pursuit in this life, just like Peking Opera. When I am old, I will do it. Something I want to do, what's the matter? I am a father, but when he is a father, he has to be aggrieved and live his own aggrieved life?"

  Listening to a grieved roar behind him, Li Shixin shook his head helplessly.

"It’s not easy for anyone to say, today is today. To tell you clearly, I want to live that time for myself! In this life, if you don’t make a mistake, don’t care about gains and losses, and go through fire and water, then Come here to walk around this world?"

  With another roar, Li Shixin stopped and suddenly turned his head.

Among the crowd, Sun Liancheng took a deep breath, looking at everyone's helpless eyes.

  "I look like a bereaved dog, who is full of grievances to tell?

  I am like a mourning goose in the sky; I am like a dragon swimming on a shallow beach;

  I am like a fish swallowing a hook line; I am like a boat that loses its rudder in the waves"

  Perhaps he held his breath for too long in his heart. In front of everyone, Sun Liancheng opened his throat.

  Aside, watching his own father play a donkey in the street, Sun Yuming let out a long sigh of excitement.

   "Dad! Can you stop for a while? I don't need this shop anymore. I beg you to stop being embarrassed!"

  As soon as he spoke, his shoulder was pressed by a big hand.

  A figure with deep facial features and gray hair appeared behind him.

   "Child, your father may be ashamed of conflicts with you in the street. You can sing, not ashamed."

  Stunned Sun Yuming smiled, Li Shixin stood beside Sun Liancheng.

  Gang Sun Liancheng sang a passage from "Wenzhaoguan".

   is talking about Wu She, the father of Chu Ping Wang Zhan Wu Zixu, and he hunted down his brother Wu Shang. Wu Zixu escaped from Fancheng and defected to the State of Wu. King Chu Ping hung up images everywhere. The member of the army was blocked in Zhaoguan, but fortunately, the hermit Donggao hid in his home, and had nowhere to go for several days. The member of the army tossed and turned and couldn't sleep well. Under anxiety, his hair and beard were all white overnight.

  Sun Liancheng is emotional, but he has no skills at all.

  The breath did not reverse under the excitement, not to mention the charm, even the tone seemed a little weird.

  Knowing that he could not sing well, Sun Liancheng blushed when he looked at Li Shixin who was standing next to him again and again.

  Notice the face of Sun Liancheng, Li Shixin smiled slightly, and became annoyed that Dantian connected the next paragraph of Dong Gao;

  "After hearing the words, my heart is sour, and the iron and stone people also cry when they hear it.

  Wu members are heroes, loyal ministers and dutiful sons are well known.

   only blames the old man behind his back, how can he participate in the mechanism inside the sleeve?

  Saving people is like reading Amitabha, I will save him tomorrow! "

  When Li Shixin's loud, clear, long-lasting, and full-sounding singing voice came out, there was a burst of discussion around him.

  The old people in the capital, don’t care whether they like it or not, most of them grew up listening to the play by their parents.

   "Yeah! I haven't heard this tone for many years!"

   "Hey, where is the corner from here?"

   "Mensheng, there are only a few people in Beijing that can be called, but I haven't seen this one."

   Seeing Li Shixin, an outsider supporting the ignorant old man at home, Sun Yuming's face sank.

   "Old sir, this is our family affair, how can you speak for it?"

  Following his voice, there was a muffled sound, and then it sounded abruptly.

  I don’t know when, Sun Liancheng has burst into tears.

  In Sun Yuming's surprise, he hugged Li Shixin's thigh.

   "Grandma!"

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   After singing a paragraph, Li Shixin swept Sun Liancheng at his feet and smiled slightly.

   arched his hands at the bewildered crowd next to him.

"It’s ugly. It’s a nosy old man. The wind cannot be tied, the shadow cannot be arrested, and the ambition is incalculable. The ancients are tired of the night, and Shang Bingzhuyou, this man, if he wants to pursue his own without affecting others Dreams and desires, others have no reason to block them. You don’t have to impose your values ​​on them. There are people who are close to the clouds and cranes, and the humanity is like a fish. You are up and down, and the fish and the birds are different. You can’t get used to it, and you’ll be over if you don’t read it. . Why bother to be fair?"

   "Shixin said it well!"

   Alongside, Mr. Liu Feng, who had been watching the excitement for a long time, immediately let out a shout, and he stood up.

   Facing Li Shixin's intention, several neighbors around were embarrassed and turned back to their respective shops.

  Only Sun Yuming in front of the Grand Theatre, watching his old father, who had completely turned into a pendant and kept calling him grandma, was completely messed up.

  ();

  Too grandma?

  No?

  What kind of character relationship is this! ?

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  (End of this chapter)