Xu Lao didn't care about the balance at all, but asked her in a different way: "Girl, what do you want to do when you buy this?"

"Bracelet or pendant?"

"I want to keep it and carve a seal later. Xu Chunqiu replied while properly putting away the whole hibiscus stone.

"Give it to yourself, or give it away?" said Xu Lao firmly, "It's for giving it away, right?"

Xu Chunqiu just bent his eyes and smiled, but did not answer.

Seeing her like this, Xu Lao did not continue to ask. The water that was spilled out of the sold things was categorically not bought and sold, and after the transaction was concluded, they rushed to the buyer and asked the other party what they wanted to do with this thing.

Old Man Xu shut up, and the process originally set by the program team finally continued step by step.

"Thank you for your cooperation in recording today. ”

After the recording ended, the producer took all the staff of "Ruzhuru Grind" to bow and thank Xu Lao.

Xu Lao just waved his hand: "Okay, let's leave quickly after you finish recording, that girl stays, I have a few words I want to ask her." ”

He was referring to Xu Chunqiu.

The rest of the group left the store with the program team, leaving only Xu Chunqiu, and the originally bustling room became empty again.

"You go out too. Xu Lao turned his head and said to the clerk again.

At this moment, there are only two people left in the store, Xu Lao and Xu Chunqiu.

"Now that no one is here, I ask you a question, and you answer me seriously. ”

Xu Chunqiu nodded.

"Why did you reject "Pondering Like Grinding" again and again? Do you think there is no popularity, or no traffic, and you can't give you what you want?"

Xu Lao's tone was one sentence after another, "I watched the "Wujia Po" sung by you and Lao Fu at the New Year's Eve party, and it is no exaggeration to say that you can throw out those descendants of the same age who have grown up in the pear orchard since childhood, and you are even on an equal footing with Lao Fu." ”

"Why can't you wait to tear the label of Peking Opera off your body, or are you, like Lao Fu, unable to see this art climb into the entertainment industry and be contaminated with the slightest copper stench?"

She was silent.

How much did Xiang Rong do behind her back silently?

She was silent, silent, and finally said a sentence for a long time: "The curtain opened, the gongs and drums sounded, and I realized that what I was staging was actually a shadow puppet show." ”

"I thought I was an artist, but after I really entered this circle, I realized that I was just a filmmaker with my hands and feet pulled by the thread. ”

There are so many things that she can't choose.

She said it vaguely, but Xu Lao understood.

Xu Chunqiu can sing that part of "Wujia Po" so perfectly, singing Yang Yuhuan and Wang Baochuan, she can't have no feelings for Peking Opera. In fact, more than anyone else, she is eager to see Peking Opera return to that era when it was popular all over the country.

Old Man Xu sighed: "It's your agent who is stopping you, right?"

"The first time I said that you had other work and couldn't spare time, and the second time I said that you wanted to rest, but the next day you were arranged to shoot an advertisement, and Zhuge Liang looked at the thatched house and that's it. ”

"I know that today's young people think that Peking Opera is the same as us old men, half of our bodies have been buried in the ground, and they look down on this. ”

And the old man in this industry looks down on him and doesn't look down on it, and the lonely self-appreciating ones are about to toss themselves away. ”

He raised his finger and pointed to the hibiscus stone in Xu Chunqiu's hand and said: "The fragrance of wine is also afraid of deep alleys, this is the current situation of Peking Opera." ”

"What did the little girl next to you say just now, such an uncarved broken stone, where is it worth so much money?"

That was Xie Lang's first sentence after entering the inner room and seeing this hibiscus stone.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

An unpolished rough stone, no matter how transparent and pure, no matter how ruddy and bright, it can only be limited there.

"How many Peking Opera actors who eat this bowl of rice have endured all the hardships since they were children, but they can't see the future, so they can only be forced to change careers to find some other way out for themselves. ”

"The current situation is like this, those who sing opera can't compare to those who sing, those who sing can't compare to those who act, if they don't break through their original framework, they will never survive. ”

After speaking, he collapsed back into the Taishi chair, staggering with the enamel snuffbox.

"If one day you decide what you want to do with that stone, you can come to this shop and find me. ”

Xu Lao's words ended here, "Xiao Song, send off guests." ”

He raised his voice and called back the clerk who had just been kicked out of the door by himself, and asked him to send Xu Chunqiu out.

If it is not broken, it will not stand...... Is it?

Xu Chunqiu held the ruddy hibiscus stone, standing at the mouth of the old alley on Liulichang Street, the antique cultural toy stores were crowded together, no one thought that such a treasure could be found in these dusty old storefronts.

Not everyone wants to go to the sand to pan for gold.

......

This time, the filming material, "Like Pondering" did not have a backlog of too long like the last time, and a week after the filming was completed, a new episode of the Liuli Factory chapter was released.

Several entries suddenly hung up on the hot search for no reason, #许春秋簪花小楷#, #许春秋裸眼鉴画#之类的词条层出不穷, and suddenly brought up the popularity of the "Pondering Ru Grind" program group and her group "Six-pointed Star Girl".

"Hahahaha, how does Xie Lang write like a dog, fans have a fever on the main face, hahaha......"

"She seems to have grown up abroad since she was a child, and she probably has never touched a brush, right?"

"I love Xu Chunqiu's word!

"Who scolded Xu Chunqiu for being illiterate when the group comprehensive was broadcast before, come here and be beaten!

"I've definitely practiced it since I was a child, and I feel so cultured!"

Xu Chunqiu is like a walking traffic bag, wherever he goes, he will always be the focus of attention, when the show is broadcast to the back, Xu Chunqiu can't think about it, and when he categorically concludes that the picture of flowers and birds is a fake, another large barrage was blown up.

"So slippery, a glance at the treasure?"

"Arranged script, right?"

"I think the old gentleman asked casually on an impromptu basis, shouldn't it be a script?"

"Xu Chunqiu guessed blindly, anyway, there is half a chance of being right if he says a few things, not to mention that such a tattered antique shop is not too likely to display genuine products. ”

"I wonder what she guessed......"

“......”