Chapter 42: Inheriting the Ambition of Our Forefathers
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang? Why do you have time to call your brother?"
Su Chen asked jokingly.
The caller was his best friend, Zhang Da.
The two have always had a good relationship, but he seemed to be very busy some time ago and never bothered to keep in touch.
Zhang Da on the other side of the phone seemed a little proud:
"Isn't your business over there not very good? I'm going to start a company. How about you close your store and come to my place as the general manager?"
"From what you say, do you think you've made a lot of money?"
Su Chen was a little surprised. This guy was not a rich second generation, he was just a negative second generation.
How could a company be suddenly established?
"About that. Not long ago, I went to work for a courier company for a month, and I happened to meet the other half of my life. We love each other deeply. She bought me a sea-view house and a BMW."
"Hiss, you are so moisturizing!"
"Haha, don't worry, bro, I'm not in trouble! I swore not to eat soft food and decided to start my own business, so I opened my own company and prepared to start from scratch!"
"That's not right. I hear you are having quite a battle. Where did your company get the start-up capital?"
"She gave it to me. We are all a family now. If I start a business, she should support me, right?"
"Well, I am ambitious!"
After a few simple words, Su Chen hung up the phone with a complex expression.
Unexpectedly, in just two months, this guy has already reached the peak of his life.
His wedding is scheduled for next week, and the main purpose of this call was to invite Su Chen to the wedding. It just so happened that Su Chen also wanted to use the wedding to celebrate.
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Jinzhou City
Jinyang Street
Business center circle.
Night shrouded the entire city. In the early hours of the morning, time quietly wiped out the neon lights in the modern city. Everything seemed to have settled. The lights in various shopping malls were turned off one by one. On the deserted streets, the crowds of people were no longer in the daytime.
turbulent.
At this moment, a duplex tea house with the style of the last century is still struggling to maintain its brightness in the darkness.
The teahouse faces south and faces north, with the guest seats and the podium surrounding each other, forming a closed listening scene.
On the podium, Xing Mu is on record!
A figure sat in front of the case, picked up the wake-up wood in his hand, and slapped the wake-up wood in front of the case!
The crisp sound immediately reverberated around the entire teahouse!
The mottled old paint on the teahouse does not affect the unique echo of the teahouse. The sound rises around the beams, gathering and being difficult to disperse~
Wait until Xingmu's voice slowly dissipates.
That figure and the vicissitudes of words came out:
"If you want to know what happens next, please listen to my explanation next time!"
"Let's play it again! I've been listening to it for a long time, why did it suddenly disappear?"
"Yes, we were fascinated by it. Old man, please tell us more!"
Off the stage, two or three listeners were listening intoxicatedly, but looking at their identities, they looked like workers who had just returned home from get off work.
In the past, teahouses like this for listening to books and operas were something only wealthy families could afford. Now with the introduction of various cultures, there are not many such storytellers and teahouses anymore, and the business is naturally not as good as others.
The business was booming. When these people saw this teahouse open when they got off work, they wanted to come in and take a look. Unexpectedly, there was no one to collect tickets.
The cinema next door is full every day, and even late at night there are people booking nights to watch it.
The teahouse here is no longer what it used to be. Even if the door is open, not many people are willing to come in.
So, these people spent a long time whoring for nothing, and when they came, they saw that the storyteller on it was finished.
Don’t forget to shout a few words for an encore!
It's not that they don't have money to listen, but they feel that they are taking care of the storyteller, so they feel that it is natural for them to have sex for free.
Just when I heard Lu Bu's halberd shooting at the gate, the halberd flew halfway and stopped talking.
It's somewhat uncomfortable.
Seeing that the storyteller on the stage remained motionless, they shouted:
"Tell me more, I haven't finished talking about this yet! At least finish talking about this, right?"
on stage,
Qiao Xiang looked pale and supported the desk. It was not that he stopped talking, but that he had no energy to continue.
In the past, he was called a master, and he once talked about countless mountains and rivers.
With his eloquent words and clothes stained by the dust of the world, he has graced many legends in the world.
Now that my health is failing, just like the storyteller, singer and opera business, it seems that they are approaching their twilight years!
He has been proficient in the quintessence of Peking Opera all his life, and is also a storyteller. Singing and telling stories is his specialty, and he is known as everyone in the circle. Unfortunately, he still cannot restore its decline and no one can inherit it!
Especially in recent years, the great masters and leading figures in Peking Opera storytelling in the Dragon Kingdom have left one after another, and the quintessence of Chinese culture has become even more withered!
I don’t have much time left, just like people who are passionate about these things are getting older one after another.
Seeing that the old man stopped talking, the workers lost interest and immediately left the scene.
Prepare to come back tomorrow and continue having sex for free.
After everyone left, Qiao Xiang stood up and looked at the teahouse with desolate eyes.
The glory and bustle of the past are completely gone.
At this time, a figure walked in and seemed a little angry after seeing Qiao Xiang's figure.
He quickly stepped forward.
The rich middle-aged man's voice sounded, somewhat anxiously:
"Dad, why are you here so late at night?"
With that said, he put his coat on Qiao Xiang.
Looking at the thick eyebrows and big eyes of the visitor, he is his son and apprentice - Qiao Sheng
Qiao Xiang smiled bitterly:
“I don’t know how many more times I can come here, but it’s always good to take another look!”
"You can't keep suffering like this with your body. If my brothers and sisters hadn't contacted me last night, I wouldn't have known where you were! You promised me at that time, but you couldn't tell me you would come back. Why did you change your mind again today?"
Qiao Sheng looked at him with some anger and distress and asked.
Although there are some complaints, the respect between the words is from the heart, and there is no disrespect at all.
"Usually the teahouse is open until three o'clock in the morning, but today I saw the lights in the teahouse dimly lit! I felt a little itchy, thinking about going on stage to say a few words, but I never thought that I would be unforgiving. I finished half of my sentence, but I couldn't continue.
Damn it! The few listeners who were harmed even gave me bad reviews, ugh!"
Qiao Xiang explained, but the sadness in her heart was hard to express.
Over the years, seeing this industry getting worse and worse, with no successor to the national essence, he felt very sad.
I have been doing something that I have insisted on all my life, and I want to inherit the aspirations of my ancestors and pass on the fragrance to future generations. Who could have imagined that it would be such a situation and dilemma.
The apprentices who came to sing now need to do other jobs to make ends meet.
The disciples who were practicing basic skills all over the backyard of the teahouse back then have long since disappeared.
"They're all prostitutes for free, don't worry! I'll take you back right now!"
When Qiao Sheng heard this, he could only console him.
Times have changed!
He said that he wanted to take the old man home.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the old man nodded, his eyes darkened and he fainted!
