At last year's New Year's Eve party, thanks to the invitation of Old Man Fu, Xiang Rongcai let Xu Chunqiu sing a song "Wujia Po" on stage.

Xu Chunqiu lost "Jin Se" and left time for the New Year's Eve party, and the first thing that came to mind was Fujialou, so he visited the door the next day.

"Hello, may I ask which ...... you are looking for" The student who answered the door was wearing a long shirt used in practice, and the moment he pushed open the door and saw the person coming, his eyes lit up, "Eh, you're not the one!"

He led Xu Chunqiu into the front hall, looking a little too restrained.

Xu Chunqiu smiled at him politely: "Hello, I want to find Old Man Fu." ”

The student nodded: "Then you sit here and wait for a while, I will ask Senior Brother to take you over." ”

Xu Chunqiu sat down bored and waited, the student went for a long time and didn't come back, she stood up with some curiosity, walked to the door of the front hall, and faintly heard the sound of someone talking outside.

Eighty percent are disciples in the team.

"Eh, haven't you heard of it, the old man doesn't know why this year, and he wants to go on New Year's Eve on a whim. ”

"Didn't you go on it last year, and sang "Wujia Po" with Xu Chunqiu?"

"Yes, last year, everyone thought that it was Xu Chunqiu who stained the old man's light, but this year, as soon as the old man's repertoire was handed over, he was killed in the second round. ”

"Oh, no, which satellite TV is it?"

"I heard that I went to a total of three satellite TVs, and I hit a wall everywhere, Yanjing Satellite TV said the most ruthlessly, and directly told the old man that their style was biased towards popularity, and the people invited were all traffic stars, and they didn't want traditional programs at all, so angry that the old man almost turned his back on him. ”

"What's this year?"

""Outwitting Tiger Mountain", didn't you hear the old man singing in his voice a few days ago, it's the ...... of 'drinking celebration wine today, and swearing unpaid ambitions'"

Xu Chunqiu was stunned, and before he could digest the information he had just heard, he saw that the previous student had brought an acquaintance over.

Fu Nanxun was in a hurry, and the huqin in his hand was called over without bothering to put it down.

He was thinner than the last time I saw him, and his hair grew a lot, but he didn't go on stage anymore, and he played the piano in the theater every day, so he didn't cut it. The long hair was tied in a small tug at the back of the head, and the broken hair on the forehead blinked a little.

When he saw Xu Chunqiu, he felt like a world away for a while, and he said, "Long time no see." ”

"Come to find the old man, I'll take you there. ”

Xu Chunqiu nodded, his eyes stopped at the huqin he was holding, and while following him, he asked with some hesitation: "Are you still playing the piano?"

Fu Nanxun's footsteps paused, and his voice was lower: "My basic skills have been lowered too much, and I don't think I will be able to go on stage in this life." ”

He finally made up his mind to step down from the stage, but found that he couldn't even stand up on the stage, so he could only play the piano in the orchestra on the side of the stage, watching from a distance.

Xu Chunqiu recalled that when "Burn, Soul of the Group", Ye Bei sang the position that originally belonged to him, and the audience was cheering and applauding, but he could only sit quietly and obscurity in the audience and watch.

His eyes were mixed with nostalgia and longing, and he shouldered the responsibility on his shoulders, but there seemed to be a beam of light in his eyes, which was extinguished.

"Do you regret it?" Xu Chunqiu asked coldly.

"Regret what?"

"Regret coming back, regret leaving. ”

Fu Nanxun lowered his head and smiled, a little pale, but the words blurted out were heavy: "Maybe this is my fate." ”

......

They walked all the way along the long corridor and knocked on the door of Old Man Fu's room.

"Come in. ”

Fu Nanxun turned sideways to avoid it, leaned over slightly and made a "please" gesture, and Xu Chunqiu entered the room alone.

Old Man Fu's tone was a little stiff, and when he looked up, he saw that it was Xu Chunqiu who eased up a little: "It's a little Xu girl, what's the matter with me?"

Xu Chunqiu thought of the gossip he heard when he was in the front hall, hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth after consideration: "Yanjing Satellite TV's New Year's Eve party, I want to ask you to perform a song with me." ”

"It's up to you to decide the repertoire, I'll ......"

When Old Man Fu heard Xu Chunqiu's words, he suddenly stood up, and the expression on his face dropped again, but it was not aimed at Xu Chunqiu.

"I'm not on. ”

He was unequivocal.

Xu Chunqiu guessed that he would be suspicious because of "Outwitting Tiger Mountain" by the satellite TV side, but he didn't expect that he wouldn't even give his own face, eighty percent of which was what the other party said.

Sure enough, he blew his beard and stared down and scolded, and said a little angrily: "They look down on Peking Opera, they don't want Peking Opera." ”

He leaned on the back of the chair with no strength, obviously he was still in good spirits when he was in "Ruzhuru Grinding" before, and he could still stand on the stage and sing on New Year's Eve last year, but now he gives people the illusion that he is old.

"When I took you to "Wujia Po" last year, I thought I was taking care of you, but I didn't expect you to be taking care of me. ”

"Where are you putting my old face on? ”

Xu Chunqiu hurriedly explained: "Where is there anything to take care of, two people in a scene are mutually successful." ”

"Girl, don't comfort me," Old Man Fu didn't want to deceive himself, "I understand, I understand." ”

He shook the rocking chair and shook it slowly, and his originally vigorous voice became pale and old: "I'm old, and Peking Opera is also old." ”

"We are all old and left in the past. ”

Xu Chunqiu was about to say something, but he heard Old Man Fu say as if he had foreseen it a long time ago: "Don't persuade me, I won't listen, you go back." ”

Xu Chunqiu was helpless, seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he had to turn around and prepare to leave.

Before leaving, Old Man Fu suddenly relented.

"Wait. ”

She immediately stopped.

"Can you let Nan Xun go on a show with you? play the violin for you, match you, anything. ”

He suddenly remembered what Xu Chunqiu had said before, and she already had someone she liked in her heart, so he hurriedly said as if he was afraid that she would misunderstand something: "I'm not messing with the mandarin duck spectrum, I'm just ......"

He sighed.

"I just watched him play the piano in the yard every day, and I felt a little uncomfortable. ”

Xu Chunqiu could see that Fu Nanxun was still disappointed and reluctant to leave the stage, how could Old Man Fu not see it.

He loves the stage so desperately that nothing hurts him more than not being able to go on stage again.

People's hearts are not made of iron, and Old Man Fu has softened his heart.

"Good. ”

Xu Chunqiu nodded and solemnly agreed to him.