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Chapter 216 Don't think you've lost face enough?

Chapter 216 Don’t you think you’ve lost enough face?

As soon as the song fell, the whole place fell silent!

After listening to such a masterpiece as "Farewell My Concubine", all the opera singers felt their minds buzzing, and many shocking scenes such as Overlord, Concubine Yu, House of Flying Daggers, etc. appeared in front of their eyes.

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This world also has Overlord Xiang Yu and his beloved Yu Ji, so after listening to the drama "Farewell My Concubine", everyone must have a deep sense of empathy.

Whether it is Blue Star or a parallel world, great works can always bring out the bright and dazzling stars!

"A wonderful work! A wonderful work through the ages!"

The crowd suddenly burst into applause, and Mr. Guo walked out of the crowd first, not shying away from his inner praise.

Bang bang bang...

At the same time, others gradually came to their senses, and the scene burst into thunderous applause. Countless seniors praised this performance, which was so enjoyable!

"This singing voice! This figure! Lao Zuo, you old man has really found a treasure!"

"That's great! Especially the sound of "Your Majesty, Yu Ji will go to hell with you", it made me tremble all over!"

"Having this beloved disciple is like gaining ten thousand pieces of gold!"

To put it bluntly, any poem can shock the literary world!

But what my uncle Liu just said was obviously asking for a poem, and it still had to be used as a poem to hang on the wall of the restaurant. This was not an ordinary difficulty!

Isn’t it too difficult to write a proposition poem and match the style of Qinglu Xiaoxuan?

Guo Xiaoxue was a little worried that Wang Hao would refuse. Because his sixth uncle had been "traveling around in the world" for many years, he had developed a strong social atmosphere.

Destroy someone's future! This is a life-and-death feud!



Guo Lei immediately started talking eloquently, his face full of pride and memories, which made Mr. Guo at the table twitch his mouth.

As soon as Zhou Liangyin left, the group of cheering people immediately set off.

Guo Xiaoxue was also panicked.

But what's interesting is that there are still more than ten people who didn't leave together. Instead, they came closer to Zuo Min'an.

It's a pity that wherever there is light, there is darkness, and there are always some dark corners covered with thick dust!



He was just a defeated general, and he was just mentioned as a joke.

He turned around unwillingly, but what he saw was Zhou Liangyin's gloomy face.

"oh?!"

Wang Hao slightly cupped his hands, waved toward the door and said, "Mr. Zhou, have a good trip, and remember not to look back."

Although he couldn't understand how well the words were written, it didn't stop him from observing other people's expressions. From the shocked faces, he suddenly discovered that this young man seemed to have two brushes!

Everyone: "???"

As if he was in the mood, Guo Lei simply stopped running around with the wine glass in his hand and leaned next to Wang Hao and started chatting.

Looking at this scene, Wang Hao felt warm in his heart.

Guo Lei's eyes suddenly lit up, he threw down his wine glass and rushed out the door.

"good!"

Perhaps this is the real way of getting along in the traditional cultural circle. Everyone sits together happily, checking for each other's shortcomings, helping each other, and climbing to the top.

Wang Hao smiled and promised everyone: "After Farewell My Concubine is recorded, I will definitely send you a lossless original version as soon as possible!"

oh?

Wang Hao raised his eyebrows and understood immediately.

This is asking for a poem!

Behind him, Zhou Liangyin's expression was even darker. He never thought that everything he did today would become someone else's wedding dress.

When he thought of Zhou Liangyin's various punishment methods, Zhao Qindang gave up the idea of ​​turning around and scolding him, and walked out dejectedly like a lost dog.

But he never thought that the next moment Wang Hao suddenly stood up and said: "Prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. I have another poem here, which may be suitable to hang in your hall."

"Boy, can you record the drama just now? Can you give me a copy? Zuo Lao and I are close friends in life and death!"

From today on, whether in the traditional cultural world or the folk art world, Wang Hao's name will definitely become an instant hit!

Just at this moment, Wang Hao looked up and saw that the two people's eyes were intertwined, as if there was an unknown aura moving back and forth between them.

Especially after drinking, except for a few people, if anyone dares to disobey him, there will inevitably be another fight in the end!

Naturally, Guo Lei would not listen to what the old man said. He chuckled, raised his glass to Wang Hao and said, "I just asked casually, don't take it to heart."

Zhou Liangyin was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly turned darker.

Many elders who came from afar said that the trip was worthwhile!

What could be happier than watching a talented person thrive and grow?

Later, under the witness of everyone present, Wang Hao personally poured tea for Zuo Min'an, kowtowed, and officially became a disciple!

Bragging and fighting, going to bars and flirting with girls, racing cars and looking cool...

He has no shame in staying any longer. According to the current momentum, I am afraid that he will be slapped in the face next!

Everyone was overjoyed immediately.

After chatting for a while, the two began to call themselves brothers.

"Don't you think you've lost enough face?"

After three rounds of drinking, many seniors recalled the part about Farewell My Concubine just now, and started humming to themselves.

"Little brother, although I don't understand the ways of your literary and art circles, what you did today is really great! It's very satisfying!"

This guy relies on his youth and his real talent, so I'm afraid even he, a "famous actor in Kyoto", can't handle it.

There were constant compliments and noises coming from the stage, but this sound was extremely harsh to the ears of master Zhou Liangyin and Zhao Qin!

"Damn guy!"

Zuo Minan: "???!!!"

"Go away, you old Xu, it's obvious that Mr. Zuo and I are close friends in life and death!"

Everyone here is really knowledgeable about opera. What is certain is that it will not take long for Farewell My Concubine to be spread throughout the entire opera world, and it will definitely set off a wave of craze!

And as "family members", they can show off in front of the guys outside in the future.

"Haha, actually I wasn't prepared to take the limelight. It's just that they went too far." Wang Hao smiled modestly.

"I'll grind it!"

Influenced by the old man, she was a famous talented girl in the school when she was in school, so she can naturally see the exquisiteness and preciousness of Wang Hao's works just now.

Even though he is the big boss of Qinglu Xiaoxuan, Guo Lei is still waiting on the scene personally, and the smile on his face never breaks.

After a while, a clean long table was cleared away, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones all on it.

"Please be quiet, Mr. Zuo and I have a habit of cutting off our sleeves!"

Guo Lei directly took away the task that should have belonged to Fang Chao. After a while, there was enough ink in the ink tray.

Good birds choose trees to roost in!

Guo Lei came to Wang Hao's side with a wine glass in hand, his thumbs up straight, and his face was filled with deep admiration.

Although his original opera is also very good, it is far inferior to Wang Hao's "Farewell My Concubine". There is no comparison between the two!

However, he will definitely not give up.

Just like the scene where Wang Hao wrote a poem just now.

Indeed, as a high-end restaurant that focuses on ancient charm, there is not even a single poem in the banquet hall, which is somewhat unreasonable.

After the group of disappointing guys left, only "my family" was left in the whole yard.

Mr. Guo's face darkened, he frowned coldly at Guo Lei, and shouted in a deep voice: "Lao Liu, don't go too far. Is this your attitude towards your younger generations?"

At the dinner table, everyone's eyes were fixed on Wang Hao.

Guo Lei didn't know what he was thinking of, and suddenly said: "Brother! Give me some advice, see if there is anything missing in my banquet hall? I don't know why, I always feel empty in here.

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He is a rough man with a low level of education. Even though he has gained a great reputation in society, he sincerely envies those scholars.

Zhao Qin's expression was gloomy, his eyes fixed on Wang Hao on the stage, and he wanted to tear him alive!

All the events today should have taken place naturally, but because of Wang Hao's appearance, their plan completely fell through!

And it’s not just incomparable.

The more he drank, the more Guo Lei talked.

This kid is cursing himself to go to hell!

Zhao Qin stood up suddenly and was about to turn around and retaliate, but was immediately slapped on the back of his neck.

Not only did Wang Hao become famous in one battle, but it even directly pushed him to the top!

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Liangyin turned around resolutely, nodded to the people behind him, and quickly left the Qinglu Xiaoxuan.

And he, Zhao Qin...

The crowd was not surprised and gave warm applause to those who sang well, while those who were not quite up to par were given focused guidance to help them understand the meaning.

Their purpose is simple.

At the last moment when he left the restaurant, Zhou Liangyin seemed to feel something and turned to look behind him.

After the ceremony was completed, with Mr. Guo's greeting, everyone walked into another banquet hall and sat down to have a banquet.

Wang Hao picked up his pen and stroked his ink, and the free and elegant words suddenly appeared on the rice paper.

"The drizzle and the slanting wind make the dawn cold, and the light smoke and sparse willow trees make the sunny beach beautiful."

"Enter the Huai River and the Qingluo River becomes more and more diffuse, and the snow foam and milk flowers float on the afternoon lamp,"

"Try the spring dish with polygonum antler and artemisia bamboo shoots. The taste in the world is a refreshing joy."

(End of chapter)


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