Chapter Thirty-Eight: Life and Death (Reward!)
Liu Changsheng couldn't help but stagnate, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Haha, everyone, have you seen it, this is forward-looking, why the drama has endured for so many years, it is because people keep pace with the times, and they have inherited the old dramas from decades ago, but they are also constantly developing pioneer dramas.
How eye-catching this incident is, why you can see other people's dramas can be one step ahead of us, is because people see the value of this story, but some of our comrades can't see it, maybe they see it, but it's not their business, so they don't express their position. ”
Liu Changsheng looked around at everyone, saw the numbness of some people, saw the disdain of some people, and also saw the resentment of some people, smiled slightly, and said, "Everyone, no matter what you think, you must remember one thing, that is, only when Peking Opera gets better and better, our children and grandchildren can get better and better.
If Peking Opera is finished in the hands of our generation, our children and grandchildren will scold us, and those masters who have dedicated their lives to the cause of Peking Opera will also die blindly.
Look at the bronze statues outside, among them are all the teachers and relatives, look at the enthusiasm for Peking Opera on their faces, can you really bear to let their blood and tears flow in vain?"
The people below are all in a heavy mood, everyone knows the current situation of Peking Opera, but many people are also powerless, so they can only get by, watching Peking Opera get worse day by day.
The mentality of many Peking Opera people has changed, and they no longer want to study Peking Opera, but want to improve their social status through the current Peking Opera.
The Peking Opera ship is full of holes and is about to sink, some people are desperately repairing the hull, some people are desperately scooping water outside with basins, some people are desperately calling for help, and some people are trying to escape from the ship.
But there is still a group of people who are frantically robbing the valuables on the ship, and they don't care if these valuables can be taken out before the shipwreck.
Liu Changsheng coughed lightly and said, "Having said so much, I don't know what everyone thinks, so let's vote, Xiao Zou, send the votes, secret ballot, everyone is consciously voluntary, but I can clearly tell you that this matter is definitely a turning point related to the life and death of Peking Opera, I hope you can be cautious, okay, let's start!"
Secretary Xiao Zou sent the exact same ticket down, Pei Jingqi also sat back in his place, and Tong Xiuying had already returned to the next room to rest.
Pei Jingqi looked at the ticket in his hand.
Regarding the Peking Opera Company's adaptation of "The Deeds of Mr. Pei Yanzhi" into Peking Opera and put it on the stage, I agree and disagree.
Pei Jingqi drew a tick under the consent with the pen in his hand, put it in a sealed box on the rostrum, and then returned to his position, closed his eyes, and was also worried in his heart, and he didn't know how many people would choose to agree.
After a while, everyone had all their votes.
Liu Changsheng also took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Zou, bring the box over, I'll sing the ticket with Jiu Ye!
Mei Wenjiu stood up and said, "For the sake of Peking Opera, no matter how hard and tired you are, it's nothing, I'm afraid that if you do so much, not only will you not make progress, but you are still retreating!"
Secretary Xiao Zou had already brought the box to the two of them, and in front of everyone, he took out a knife and cut the top of the box.
Liu Changsheng said lightly, "Everyone, let's start!"
Mei Wenjiu reached in, took out one, glanced at it, and said lightly, "Agreed!" and then publicized the ticket to everyone.
Xiao Zou had already written two options on the blackboard next to him, agreeing and disagreeing, and after hearing this, he crossed a horizontal line under the agreement.
Liu Changsheng also reached out and took out one from it, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Agreed!"
One by one, the votes were taken out of the ballot box, and the number of "agree" and "disagree" was unexpectedly equal, Pei Yanzhi was sitting in the back, and he was also a little restless, this feeling of handing over his fate to others and letting others control it was really uncomfortable.
Pei Yanzhi couldn't help but clench his fists, I must be the one who makes the rules, not like now, let others decide my fate, no, no one!
In addition to Bai Yanlang, who was sent to the hospital, there were 35 members at the scene, although Mei Wenjiu came, but he was no longer a member of the Peking Opera Company, so this time the vote, Jiu Ye did not participate.
And Liu Changsheng, as the director of the Peking Opera Company, is also qualified to vote, but today he did not participate, but as a voter, to preside over this may be the most important vote in the Peking Opera industry.
There are still two votes in the ballot box, and the current situation is "disagree" 16 votes and "agree" 15 votes, as long as one of the following two votes is disagree, then today's vote will end in the defeat of Liu Changsheng and Pei Jingqi, and all the deterrence brought by Mei Wenjiu's appearance before will no longer exist.
The three rules proposed by Jiu Ye can only delay the pace of Peking Opera continuing to slide into the abyss, and this opportunity was missed, and Peking Opera does not know when and when there will be such a good theme, such a good time, after all, this is a gift for the 70th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The next opportunity like this will take 10 years, and after 10 years, Peking Opera may be gone!
Liu Changsheng's face was very ugly, and he was still too confident, so he gave up his vote.
Originally, he wanted to win the fair and fair, thinking that these people here still have feelings for Peking Opera in their hearts, and in the face of such an opportunity, everyone should abandon their previous suspicions, seize this opportunity that is no less than a resurrection for Peking Opera, and inject a shot of strength into Peking Opera, but what he didn't expect was that half of the people still had a negative attitude towards this matter.
Liu Changsheng glanced at Mei Wenjiu, Mei Wenjiu also looked at Liu Changsheng in a trance, the age difference between the two is almost thirty years old, but the feelings for Peking Opera are the same, they are all enthusiastic, every director of the Peking Opera Company is carefully selected by the previous director, not to mention the character and artistic virtue, they must be top-notch.
But the most important point is that you must have a deep love for Peking Opera, and in any case, you must speak out for Peking Opera and work hard for Peking Opera.
"Agreed!" Liu Changsheng's voice was very excited, the penultimate vote was not a desperate "disagree", now 16 against 16, there was a tie, and the last vote would be a vote that would decide life and death.