Soon, the convoy came to the Peking Opera House, and the various luxury cars in the parking lot also opened Pei Yanzhi's eyes.

But his mind was only pulled by these luxury cars, and then, following behind Han Pingzheng, a group of descendants of the Ma faction next to him walked towards the auditorium.

Walking into the door of the auditorium, it was already full of people, today was a good day, and it was a weekend, and the Peking Opera actors who came from Shannan and Haibei filled the entire auditorium.

Although the Ma faction personally sent the invitations, these invitations were sent to the heads of various industries and schools, and it didn't matter who they wanted to bring and how many people they wanted to bring.

A large auditorium that can accommodate thousands of people now has a feeling of overcrowding.

Liu Changsheng was also chatting with a few familiar Peking Opera masters, and suddenly saw the arrival of Han Pingzheng and Pei Yan, and hurriedly said sorry and stepped forward.

"Uncle Han, you can be regarded as here, this is a great thing today, lively, what do you think I arranged for you?" Liu Changsheng said with some spirit.

Han Pingzheng said lightly, "Xiao Liu, don't take credit for you, when there will be trouble, you, the director of the Beijing Peking Opera Company, will support me, don't let people in other places see the jokes of our capitalists!"

Liu Changsheng said with a wry smile, "I said Uncle Han, look at the situation at the scene, thousands of people, this time our big seniors in the Peking Opera industry are here, don't need me to speak at that time, these seniors have a look, no one dares to be presumptuous, I think, you just think too much, those jumping clowns dare to pretend to be ugly in your horse pie today, do they not want to live?"

Han Pingzheng glanced at Liu Changsheng deeply, and said, "Xiao Liu, don't be sloppy with me here, you won't not understand the thoughts of these people, what your Peking Opera Company has been made into by these moths for so many years, you don't have the courage, if they don't have this courage, the current Peking Opera will not be like this! Wait and see, these people wish that our horse faction would be pulled down, they think that this way they can take the fire into the fire!"

When Liu Changsheng heard this, he didn't make a sound, and could only accompany the smiling face on the side.

Han Pingzheng didn't bother to deal with him, and asked, "Are Brother Yuanshou and Jiu Ye here?"

Liu Changsheng hurriedly said, "Then the two are waiting for you in the background!"

Han Pingzheng nodded and said, "Okay, Yanzhi, come with me to the backstage and meet the two masters!"

Pei Yanyi said with a flat face, "Yes, Master!"

Although Pei Yanzhi's face was flat, there was a burst of excitement in his heart, Fang Shou, it should be the head of the Tan faction now, the old man Tan Fangshou, this old man is almost a hundred years old now, but his body is still very healthy.

Han Pingzheng took Pei Yanzhi to the backstage, and there were three people sitting in the backstage, all of whom were childish and energetic.

As soon as Han Pingzheng entered the door, he smiled and said, "The third one, hard work!"

Although Tan Fangshou is old, his eyes are not dazzled or deaf, his voice is loud, and he opened his mouth and said, "Xiao Han, I didn't expect you to be so old that you would even want to accept apprentices, you really have you!"

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bsp; Although Tan Fangshou and Han Ping are of the same generation, the age gap between the two is a bit big, so he has always called him Xiao Han, and he also looks like a senior.

Han Pingzheng laughed and said, "Brother Tan, I really didn't expect you to come, I thought you would let Xiao Zeng come over, your body is really enviable, I really hope I can have such a good state at your age!"

Tan Fangshou pointed at Han Pingzheng with his finger, and said with a smile at Mei Wenjiu next to him, "Old Jiu, this kid is still so good at talking!"

Mei Wenjiu next to him said with a smile, "I really didn't expect Lao Han to accept apprentices this time, and what I didn't expect was to accept this young man, boy, do you remember me?"

Pei Yanzhi hurriedly took two steps forward, arched his hand, bowed, and said, "Master Jiu's demeanor, once I saw it, it was deeply remembered in Yanzhi's heart, how can I forget it!"

Mei Wenjiu smiled slightly and said, "It's really worthy of being Lao Han's apprentice, this little thing is really interesting!"

The silent person next to him looked at Pei Yanzhi coldly and asked, "Boy, aren't you a scholar of Danjiao, how could you worship under Lao Han's door?"

In a word, the atmosphere of the whole backstage is a little solidified.

Han Pingzheng frowned and said, "Second brother, this kid's talent is visible to the naked eye, and I'm not a reckless person, don't ask this kind of thing again!"

The man's face was a little ugly, and he said, "Xiaozheng, you have been like this since you were a child, can things be the same this time, how many people have you refused over the years, either you have not accepted apprentices like this, or you have silently instructed a few disciples, how dare you accept apprentices so openly today, and you have also called almost all the leading figures in the entire Peking Opera industry to come, are you going to smash your Ma Pai's brand?"

Han Pingzheng said a little impatiently, "Yang Lin, don't preach to me here, I know my own affairs, I know what I'm doing now, and I won't do things that I'm not sure of!"

This Yang Lin is Han Pingzheng's cousin, that is, the grandson of Master Yang Xiaolou, and the descendant of the Yang faction's martial arts, but the Yang faction's martial arts have no successors after Master Yang Xiaolou.

In fact, this is also a phenomenon of this art, that is, each genre is actually the founder of this genre according to his own voice characteristics, as well as his own expression techniques, completely belongs to his own set of skills, even if others learn, it is impossible to learn exactly the same.

Why are so many genres gradually dying out, it is for this reason that his voice, his style, and his movements are all performances that belong to his personal instincts.

Now the actor learns first, learns to learn, he has to learn the ultimate, the other party's cough, the other party's mistake, he has to learn, in the words of those masters, the art of Peking Opera is alive, I must sing this scene is different from the previous one, I just look at the audience, if the audience is strong, I will sell my strength, if the audience does not give strength, then I will release the water, I can sing eight sentences here, but I will sing four sentences, anyway, you don't want to listen.

Real art, that is definitely not immutable, the same will not become a master, can not fall out of the trap in order to get out of their own style!