There was no one to continue to resurrect Wu Xi, perhaps, because Kunqu Opera did not make them just appetizing, Master Liu Han also hesitated for a long time, but still gave up bringing Wu Xi into the resurrection match.

Because Wu Xi himself knows that even if he enters the repechage competition, he just sings a few more Kunqu Operas, and it doesn't seem to matter whether he sings or not.

Next, Jiang Ran paid attention to Li Guangche.

Lee Kwang-cheol has always won the game very easily, and this time, naturally, there is no exception.

is still an ancient style song, the circle of ancient style songs, now it is getting bigger and bigger, and even has the momentum to compete with pop music, although it is an emerging industry, but it has begun to subtly move from the niche to the public.

I don't know when, from the shopping mall, you will hear a sentence or two, from the door of some food stalls, there are some songs with ancient rhyme.

It's also a trend and a fad.

It's just that it's just a superficial prosperity, and the precipitation is not as deep as pop music, even an ancient style god like Li Guangche is frantically absorbing and absorbing the nutrients of opera and pop music, and it is still difficult to open up the road of ancient style in it.

"Gone. Li Guangche said with a smile.

"I'm going to see someone else, you wait for me. Jiang Ran said with a smile.

Li Guangche raised his eyebrows slightly, "Who?"

"There. ”

Not far away, the Ninth Master was beckoning to Jiang Ran, and after Li Guangche looked over, he was also slightly surprised, "You also know the Ninth Master?"

"Just met. ”

"Ninth Master. Walking over with Li Guangche, Jiang Ran said with a smile.

The Ninth Master glanced at Jiang Ran and put his hand on the arm of the disciple on the side, and Jiang Ran also hurriedly supported him.

Jiu Ye has always been in poor health, which is known to the entire opera industry.

"The young man sings well, and when we go, we will be handed over to you. ”

Jiang Ran shook his head and smiled, "The ninth master's body is tough, although I didn't see this "Phoenix Returns to the Nest", but in the background, I can also hear the thunderous applause on the scene. ”

"No, I'm old, I haven't changed, I only have a voice, my figure has fallen, and my appearance is also poor. The Ninth Master smiled and shook his head. "The Mei faction is a good foundation, but any faction of Peking Opera can also learn from it, and it is not easy to become a family on its own. ”

"Self-contained?" Jiang Ran smiled bitterly, "I don't know how many years it will take." ”

"Young people should be confident, I said you can, you can!" Jiu Ye smiled, "Since you sang Mu Guiying, you are also a member of my Mei faction, I have something here that I need to give to you." ”

The disciple slowly opened the box beside him.

The contents made all the disciples beside the Ninth Master stunned.

"Your dot emerald crown?"

"No, this is my father's crown of dots. ”

The face of the disciple beside him changed suddenly. What a certainty!

Jiang Ran stared at the emerald crown for a long time, the form and spirit are possessed, and it is very gorgeous, Mei Zu of that year went to the United States to perform, and a Kunqu opera thorn tiger made countless people wonderful, at that time, he was wearing this crown.

The beauty of China will be vividly displayed and returned with honor.

This crown carries countless honors and the glory of the past, not only because of the inheritance of the Mei faction, but also some heavy feelings in it.

There's so much stuff in this crown.

An unbearable weight!

Jiang Ran was silent, quietly looking at the dotted emerald crown in front of him, this is a beautiful work of art, it has been handed down since ancient times, the kind of extremely beautiful blue, plucked from the feathers of the kingfisher, and finally, after gold and silver embellishment, plus jewelry, the value must be very expensive.

Although the price is only about a few million, the value is incalculable, which is a symbol of China and represents the beauty of ancient rhyme.

represents Yang Yuhuan, who compares himself to Chang'e in "The Drunken Concubine", to Wang Baochuan who ignores his previous suspicions in "The Great Palace", and even all the dignified and beautiful, graceful and luxurious beautiful women.

The value is difficult to estimate, even if you don't know the beauty of Peking Opera and the charm of all operas, but when it comes to Meizu, no one doesn't know.

Qiandan has not been much since ancient times, but it is only Mei Zu who really sings in front of everyone and sings about the whole world.

Meizu is an era, born in the era when the Beijing rhyme is the strongest, and now, the Si people have passed away, and only this luxurious point of emerald is left to replace Meizu to pass on the beauty all the time......

Gorgeous beauty, but Jiang Ran bowed heavily, "Jiang Ran's strength is not enough, I'm afraid it will be difficult to bear this heavy treasure......"

Jiu Ye still had a kind and kind smile on his face, "Little guy, if you don't have enough, then no one is enough, say it, what do you think, say it, let's discuss it together, they are not outsiders, they are all for the sake of the future of the entire Peking Opera industry, I think that things are dead, but people are alive, my father gave Ma Lao a top emerald back then, and I now give you a top emerald crown, which is also a good story." ”

"Besides, your strength is enough, and the two passages sung by Mu Guiying are also full of style, taste, and the orthodoxy of my Mei family. ”

Jiang Ran also shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "First, my strength is not enough, and second, I haven't entered the Mei family, so I inherited such a heavy treasure, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public." ”

"That's true, but stage experience and entry time are part of it, not the fundamentals of a person. The Ninth Master smiled. "In addition, you just need to take it, and I will take care of the rest!"

Jiu Ye gently stroked the dot cui crown on the side, which should have been buried underground with Mei Zu, but now there is someone else who can hold up this crown, "My old guy fancy your potential, is it a sign of the Mei faction, it's just a false name, we won't really care, at our age, we all want to be able to contribute to the inheritance and development of Peking Opera, for the country, that's enough." ”

Jiang Ran still shook his head and said with a smile, "Then wait until I contribute to the country, and then give it to me." ”

"You don't have to, we old guys are blind, but not blind, especially when it comes to seeing people. The Ninth Master retracted his expression and said.

"The stakes are so high, and it is difficult for the boy to accept it for a while. Jiang Ran bowed heavily again and said.

Jiu Ye's face was a little stunned, and he looked at the disciple beside him, "Mei Zu's things, people in the world rushed to ask for them, but he shirked them." ”

"You may not be surprised, but frightened, haha. A woman next to her said with a smile.

Everyone also laughed, Mei Zu's little emerald crown is extraordinary, Jiang Ran is a fledgling boy, no matter how great his potential is, no matter how good he sings, how dare he accept it?