At two o'clock in the afternoon, in the Kowloon Spring and Autumn Opera Society, fans who came to see Peking Opera had already filled the vacant seats here, and in the private room on the second floor, Huo Yaowen and Huo Guantai were sitting at the table, watching the wonderful Peking Opera performance downstairs, drinking tea and eating melon seeds and nuts and other things chatting.

“...... Life is like a spring dream in the world, and I drink a few cups by myself~"

On the stage below, a Tsing Yi wearing heavy makeup and a gorgeous costume was performing the classic opera "The Drunken Concubine" in Peking Opera.

"Good! Sing well!"

"Haha, it deserves to be the top brand of the Spring and Autumn Opera Club, Tsing is good!"

"Have a good time, have another ......"

Amid a burst of applause and applause, the gorgeous Tsing Yi performer took a few steps forward, bowed slightly, and retreated backstage.

"Okay! This Tsing Yi singing voice is really good!" Huo Guantai clapped his hands and applauded again and again.

Huo Guantai is an old opera fan, and his favorite thing to watch is Peking Opera and Cantonese Opera, of which Peking Opera is the most watched, but with the vigorous development of the film industry and the popularity of Cantonese opera, Hong Kong Peking Opera performances are gradually declining.

After a while, after Huo Guantai calmed down the mood of seeing a good show, he looked sideways at Huo Yaowen who was drinking tea, and asked with a smile: "Yaowen, have you ever seen Peking Opera?"

"I've seen a little, but not much. Huo Yaowen put down the teacup and replied.

When Huo Guantai heard this, he heard that Huo Yaowen was not very interested in Peking Opera, and he didn't say anything, just sighed slightly: "Well, Peking Opera is still very good, I love to watch Peking Opera, but now Peking Opera is not good, and many people have changed careers and changed careers." ”

"Yes, there are indeed a lot fewer people watching opera now. Huo Yaowen nodded, now there are few but not nothing, but after a few decades, it would be good for a city in the mainland to have an opera club.

This sigh was only a momentary effort, Huo Guantai recovered his previous mood, picked up the teacup and took a sip slightly, and after watching the staff on the stage below come up to the stage to arrange props and decorations and other items, he squinted slightly and said business: "Yaowen, you just became a Justice of the Peace, I think you don't know what to do." ”

"Huh?" Huo Yaowen was stunned for a moment, and asked in surprise: "Aren't the justices of the peace now having no power?

Huo Guantai smiled and said: "You are right, although the Justices of the Peace are more of a symbol of honor now, but it is customary for every newly appointed Justice of the Peace to participate in some court rulings and serve as interim magistrates. ”

Huo Yaowen said: "Then what do I need to do?"

Huo Guantai shook his head: "You don't need to do anything, you just need to listen to the prisoner in court, and then put forward your own opinions, and discuss the verdict with the judge at the end and reach an agreement." ”

Huo Yaowen raised his eyebrows: "That's all?"

"Hmm. ”

Fok Guantai said: "In the past, a Justice of the Peace had a lot of duties, such as regularly inspecting the assigned community policing, maintaining community tranquility, and gathering villagers to stop illegal gangsters. ”

At this moment, on the stage downstairs, the head of the Spring and Autumn Opera Club shouted loudly with a loudspeaker: "Next, I invite the Seven Little Blessings Opera Troupe of the China Theatre Research Institute to bring you a wonderful Peking Opera performance "Seven Little Blessings"!"

Seven Little Blessings!

As soon as Huo Yaowen heard this word, his eyes lit up, and his eyes swept to a group of young people with Peking Opera face makeup who were taking the stage one by one.

The distance is a bit far, and the face is painted with heavy makeup, so I can't tell who is who.

Huo Guantai noticed Huo Yaowen's eyes, glanced at the audience, and asked curiously, "What? Yaowen has watched this drama?"

Huo Yaowen shook his head slightly, smiled and said, "No, I just feel that the name of these seven little blessings is quite familiar, and I seem to have heard it there." ”

"Yes, I haven't heard of any "Seven Little Blessings", but I have heard of this Chinese Theatre Research Institute, its founder Yu Yuan was a famous Peking opera singer in Shuntianfu when he was young, and when I was more than five years old, I watched one of his performances, which was quite wonderful. ”

Hong Kong's well-known Peking Opera Hua Dan celebrity, Huo Guantai is very familiar with it, and he was also a role in Hong Kong's Peking Opera in the early years of the Yuan Dynasty, so it is not uncommon to know him, but the older he is in this industry, it is difficult to continue singing, not only because of his voice but also physical strength.

After retiring, Yu Yuan founded the "Chinese Theatre Research Institute", although the name was bluffed, but in terms of scale, it was only medium among the many pear orchards in Hong Kong, and the school building was dilapidated, the conditions were poor, and in recent years, there were fewer and fewer people watching Peking Opera in Hong Kong.

...

Between watching the play and chatting, before I knew it, the performance of "Seven Little Blessings" was over, and the head of the Spring and Autumn Opera Club walked up to the front desk and smiled at everyone: "Does the big guy say that these Seven Little Blessings are good-looking?"

"Beautiful!"

"It's exciting!"

"It's the first time I've seen this new Peking Opera performance, it's quite fresh, not bad. ”

Everyone in the audience echoed and praised.

The class leader smiled happily, clasped his hands into fists and said: "Thank you for the kind words and praise of the big guys, in the future, these seven little blessings will officially take root in our Spring and Autumn Drama Club, and I hope you will have more cheers in the future!"

The audience laughed: "Haha, if the class owner, if you waive my admission fee, or invite me to eat some melon seeds and tea, then I will often come over to cheer!"

"Little meaning, Xiaohua will serve this master a pot of tea, and then a plate of nuts and melon seeds!" the head of the class beckoned, and said to the female worker of the opera troupe who was pouring tea for people below.

The man said happily: "The class master is magnificent! I will definitely cheer more in the future." ”

"I want it too, I want it too!"

"Yes, class master, where are our good tea and fruits?"

Seeing that everyone in the audience was asking for tea and melon seeds, the head of the class did not change his face, and said with a smile: "You are all the food and clothing parents of our Spring and Autumn Opera Club, naturally you can't bear to let us do a loss-making business, I thank you here." ”

After some commotion, the head of the class announced the next performance program "Monkey King in the Sea Dragon King", and went straight off the stage and walked towards the dressing room behind the troupe.

A group of Peking Opera performers in it are either changing clothes or removing makeup, because the place is not big enough, it is inevitable that there will be bumps and bumps, even if a group of people are noisy and chattering, it is also very lively.

At this time, Yu Yuan walked up to the class master with an embarrassed face, clasped his fists with both hands and said, "Wen Wei really troubled you this time." ”

Class leader Zhou Wenwei smiled, grabbed Yu Yuan's fists and said: "Senior brother, you and I are from the same school, and we have forty years of friendship, if I don't help this little thing, wouldn't it be worthy of my affection for the two of us?"

Yu Yuan was moved for a while, and was a little speechless with excitement: "Wen Wei ......"

Zhou Wenwei understood Yu Yuan's excitement in his heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, senior brother, you don't have to say much, in the future, Qixiaofu will perform in our Spring and Autumn Opera Club, as long as I have a bite of rice to eat, there will be no shortage of their bowl of rice!"

Not to say some words of thanks to Yuan, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man with an inch of hair walked quickly to Yu Yuan's side, touched his stomach, peeked at his uncle, and said embarrassedly: "Master, I'm hungry." ”

"Eat, eat, eat, know how to eat every day!"

Yu Yuan glared at the apprentice fiercely, and said angrily: "Yuan Hua, hurry up and take Yuan Lou away, just because I didn't watch the performance just now, I almost fell over my head, if it wasn't for Yuan Biao helping you at that time, this would be a big loss, not only smashed your master's face, but also affected your uncle's drama club!"

"It's the master. Yuan Hua immediately ran over and dragged Yuan Lou to the back.

Instead, Zhou Wenwei smiled and said, "Senior brother, they are also tired from the performance in Yuanlou just now, and the kitchen behind them should be ready to cook, you can take them over to eat something first." ”

"That's embarrassing. The embarrassment on Yu Yuan's face is even worse, now his life is not easy, there is no fixed performance stage, he can only take a dozen apprentices to perform around, he is hungry and does not die, but he can't eat well, plus he came over early this morning, everyone has not eaten lunch, plus the apprentices have performed another performance just now, hunger is certain, including Yu Yuan himself, he is not comfortable.

Zhou Wenwei said: "Okay, senior brother, what are you and my senior brother polite, in the future, everyone will perform in a drama club, and then be polite." ”

"That'...... All right. ”

Yu Yuan hesitated for a few seconds, but finally responded, leading a dozen apprentices towards the large kitchen in the backyard.

"Yuan Lou doesn't practice well, he knows how to eat all day long, is he going to eat as fat as your senior brother!"

"Master......"

"Don't call me master, it's a shame on me, alas......"

Listening to the whispered complaints of the senior brother all the way, Zhou Wenwei chuckled, he knew that Yu Yuan was good, so he didn't take it to heart, turned his head to the young man who was putting on the makeup of the great saint, and urged: "Guoliang, hurry up, wait ahead!"

"Knowing the class master, it will be fine immediately. Wu Guoliang immediately sped up the speed of makeup.

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Private room on the second floor.

While waiting, Huo Guantai hesitated for a few seconds and said, "Ah Wen, in addition to watching the play, I asked you to come over today, and there is someone who wants to meet you." ”

Huo Yaowen just picked up the teacup that was about to be put to his mouth and immediately stopped, staring at Huo Guantai's face, and while he was puzzled, he also opened his mouth and asked, "Who?"

Huo Guantai said: "Liang Weilin. ”

Liang Weilin?!

This name is very familiar, so familiar that Huo Yaowen seems to have seen it somewhere and heard it, but he thought about it for a while, and he didn't remember to see it there or hear this name there.

"It's the president of Shinhuasha. ”

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