Jiang Ran was a little silent, then shook his head with a smile, "I don't know, I don't want to know, I just want to sing my own play." ”

The old man laughed lightly, "What is this, this is what you deserve, you don't know how much glory the opera actors used to be, that is the current singer, and they can't ask for it in their lifetime." ”

"Not to mention anything else, just my teacher, at that time, was in the era of artillery fire, not long after the establishment of a new country, was bullied by outsiders, my teacher spent half a year, performed all over the country, raised hundreds of millions of funds, and donated a plane to the country!"

"Hundreds of millions at that time. Liu Han sighed slightly, what is the concept of hundreds of millions in the new country, converted into the current number, it is almost a number that only appears in astronomy, even in that era, hundreds of millions, can also be measured by the sea.

Directly donated to the country, how much courage is needed, dignity is not given by others, it is fought for by oneself, singing was originally for others to enjoy, but the sunset is put on the level of the family and the country, and it has been improved countless grades in an instant.

Some people will shed tears for the sake of film and television dramas, but they don't know that in reality, there is such a great master, who went day and night when the country was in the most difficult time, and it took half a year to realize his impossible wish.

It is precisely such and such people who constitute the backbone of the entire nation, standing tall and towering.

"Singing, always have a little family and country feelings, the clothes on the body, the food in the mouth, are all given by the state, a rich and strong country, the people can not be bullied, the teacher back then, not only donated planes, but also personally went to North Korea to sing, to improve morale, almost all over the military camps, who said that the drama can only be a humming singing for people. ”

"The Mulan of the sentence 'Who said that women are inferior to men', what a lot of effort the teacher should have spent. Liu Han sighed again and again.

said, and sang, "Brother Liu's speech is too ......"

Jiang Ran was stunned, and then smiled knowingly, thinking about it, Master Liu Han also admires his teacher very much.

Listening to Master Liu Han's singing quietly, after so many years, his voice is still fresh and fresh, with a heroic feeling.

The singers of that year had unique singing skills, and there was no wheat at that time, so they relied purely on their voices to beat their voices out, and sometimes they even needed to sing several times in a row, which was the strength of the older generation.

Yes, even after so many years, the voice will not fall too much.

"Hey, I'm old, and that's all I have to remember. After singing, Master Liu Han sighed softly.

Thinking about the past, it was really a feeling like a dream, in the past, no matter where I went, there were people who understood, and by extension, I became bosom friends, although now it is still the same as at the beginning, nothing has changed much, but the fans are the same as themselves, they are all old.

"Okay, don't talk about it, the old guys are discussing you in the group, you go and take a look, I'll hang up first, there's something going on here." Liu Han said.

Then without waiting for Jiang Ran to answer, he hung up the phone directly.

All right.

Master Liu Han is very chic, and there are no polite words, they are all things that flow from his bones.

may be the same as Zhao Lao, who has sung all his life, but he still does his own thing.

But it's different, Zhao Lao's maverick personality offends everything that can be offended, and those who appreciate her are fascinated by this character, but Master Liu Han is different, his social circle seems to be broader because of this character, this is a different personality charm.

The two have the same personality, it may be the reason for the different times, Zhao Lao's era is more ancient, and there are some of the above factors to consider, after all, at that time, it was very close to the top, and the contradiction was deeper, plus Zhao Lao was straight, in that decade, it was the first batch.

It's already a big fortune to survive.

Jiang Ran didn't think much about it, just compared the personalities of the two.

Wearnes was then opened.

On Weixin, I don't know how many people have sent messages to themselves, a large row of red dots, none of them go to the point, just find the group chat and click in.

The news was pulled up, and Jiang Ran saw the evaluation of many bigwigs about himself.

"Cook, come and see, Xiao Ran sang, I see that it is not far from the Great Grandmaster, and you still say that it is impossible to reach, come and listen to it." ”

"Don't disturb the stir-fry. ”

Then I sent a photo, a middle-aged greasy uncle, wearing a big white chef's hat, and a white coat on his body, but it was splashed with oil stains, and the fat uncle was smoking a cigarette, tilting his head sideways, and smoking one bite at a time.

Jiang Ran, "......"

Are you sure the soot won't fall into the dish?

Sure enough, the personalities of the people in the circle are all about the same.

However, the architectural decoration style behind it is resplendent and splendid, making people feel that they are instantly tall.

"Don't cook your dish, this time it's your favorite Kunqu opera. Another old man said.

"Yes, yes, it's good to cook food and listen to the show, don't move, let your little apprentices get it. ”

The cook replied without a word, "Hey, I don't want to move, but the money they give is too much, a foreign prince comes to invite someone to dinner, no, I have to be in charge, I haven't fried for many years, and I almost forgot what salt tastes like." ”

Everyone gave a middle finger in disdain.

A series of emojis made the cook a little out of control. "Okay, I'll listen to what you have to say about the Great Grandmaster. ”

Then he put down the big spoon, "Xiao Li, come here, help me fry it, I have something to do." ”

A young man on the side suddenly had a bitter face, he was making soup, he was dual-minded, and he seemed to be a little ......

But with a cross on his face, the young man immediately knew what to do, and obediently handled his soup simply, and took over the dishes in the hands of the cook.

"That's right. The cook smiled, and then instructed, "Don't be confused, when the time comes, it's time to mention the oil." ”

Then he stepped aside.

Soon, everyone in the group saw another photo.

A fat middle-aged uncle, wearing a chef's hat, oil-stained clothes, and a cigarette in his mouth, was sitting on the spotless golden threshold, as if out of place with the surrounding decorative style, but this one had no consciousness at all, and held the phone in his other hand, and put the small speaker to his ear.

Shaking his head, it seems to be extremely immersed.

You don't have to think about it, you also know that it's Kunqu Opera.

Crowd, "......"