Fan Lingchu has been resolute for most of his life, and he has played a big hero on the stage, and he has always been a character off the stage, and he is very decisive.

He has never been soft with anyone, even with his own daughter, he has a temper, stubborn like nine cows can't pull it back, and refuses to take the initiative to take a step back. It is almost the first time that such a heart-digging and depressing speech is almost unprecedented. Gu Nanqiao had never thought that such a rare occasion would actually be the personal apology of the master who had always respected him.

"Nan Qiao, for so many years, I have seen your hard work, and I can't help it...... I don't want to drag you down all the time, but if the spring garden is full of life, I really can't support it. Hey, to put it bluntly, I'm too selfish, from you tossed in school to graduated, and then you entered the Peking Opera Company in Province B, and finally stopped taking the stage in the spring garden, so you had to help the troupe make suggestions and watch the rehearsal performance in person, hey...... I'm dragging you down. ”

"I never felt like it was a drag, really. Gu Nanqiao hurriedly spoke.

Maybe even she didn't notice it, and there was an imperceptible tremor in her tone at the moment, "Master, in fact, what you are doing is also what I want to do, all along, I want to try the repertoire innovation of independent opera troupes, so that Peking Opera has more audiences, and the spring garden has given me a lot of space, I ....."

"Nan Qiao, don't say it. Fan Lingchu frowned, didn't give Gu Nanqiao much time, a low and old voice sounded, intercepting her words, "Listen to me this time, it's better to forget it......"

But when you look back on the past, you will inevitably have a little sadness that is difficult to recover.

What's more, it's Fan Lingchu's showdown that is close to being broken.

Gu Nanqiao is known for his ability to speak well, and there are countless tricks to make Fan Lingchu happy. But at this moment, she suddenly felt that it was too pale to say anything more, so she could only weakly take the responsibility on herself, trying to relieve the old man's heart a little.

"Master, the blame for this investment is that I didn't understand the situation clearly in advance, so that the big guy tossed in vain and rejoiced...... Don't think about it too much, when there was no investment at all a few years ago, wouldn't it be possible to do a good job in the spring garden, let's just treat it as if it hadn't happened this time, and just reject Mr. Su and go over, okay?"

"It's different at this time and that time, girl. ”

Fan Lingchu's navy blue jacket has been worn for a long time, and after countless washes, it has a faint gray-white long mark, with an unfashionable rustic atmosphere. He let out a long sigh, the very light mist dissipated in the wind, and then he gently patted his palm on Gu Nanqiao's shoulder, which was obviously Fan Lao's habitual action, but now he showed old age and weakness, and inadvertently leaked his thoughts.

Together with the confusion and fragility that could not be concealed in his words, it hit Gu Nanqiao's heart directly.

"Before, I had a lot of spirit, no matter how difficult it was, I wanted to persevere, I was not convinced by anyone, no one was afraid, I just wanted to sing Peking Opera. But this time, Xu is inevitably aware of life and death, the times are developing, and people can't fight for their lives...... Girl, you are talented, Master believes that you have a bright future and can go further than Master, as for your Uncle Li and Uncle Duan, they are also old, and let them work hard, I always feel sorry in my heart. ”

"Master, you just have experienced too many things recently, and you are too tired......." Gu Nanqiao quickly adjusted her mood, her fingers caressed the back of Fan Lingchu's hand, her tone was soft, but it was unexpectedly reassuring.

"You listen to me, don't think about anything during this time, take care of your body first, I'll watch the garden in spring, don't worry about it...... Master, do you believe in the rebound of the trough, let's get through this hurdle and everything will be fine. ”

"Survived this, and then?" Fan Lingchu squinted slightly and sighed.

Gu Nanqiao didn't answer, her lips touched lightly, and a thousand words choked between her lips and teeth, but she couldn't say anything.

If it's just to make people happy or cheer each other up, of course she has countless kinds of bloody words that can come out of her mouth. But what's the point of describing those false illusions of "hello, hello, everyone" and getting short-term relief and satisfaction?

Gu Nanqiao and Fan Lingchu both knew that if they couldn't change the status quo, those would be nothing more than delays that would only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and the spring garden would not be able to withstand the so-called delay at all.

When Gu Nanqiao was silent, Fan Lingchu didn't say anything more. His gaze stopped on Gu Nanqiao's body, and his rough palm gently rubbed her cheeks through the hair that fell next to her cheeks, and his thoughts seemed to suddenly drift far, far away.

Although many years have passed, in Fan Lingchu's memory, Gu Nanqiao's appearance when he was six or seven years old can often be clearly revealed. Along with these, what is constantly recalled is the days when the big guys of the old troupe were still together - that period in Fan Lingchu's view, the most wanton and beautiful years.

At that time, the old troupe was still very lively, although the performance conditions were far from being as good as the current major theater troupes, but once it was the New Year's Festival, the troupe would organize them to perform everywhere, and sing several times in a row on the big stage full of local flavor.

There were far fewer ways to entertain than now, and even when you watched a group movie, you had to bring your own small bench and wait for the screening. Although the conditions are difficult, everyone is always so enthusiastic, and they are willing to watch the old movies they have watched countless times, even if the classic scenes and lines in them have already come out of their mouths.

I don't know if I'm obsessed with the content of the movie, or if I'm indulging in the atmosphere of waiting and appreciating.

Fan Lingchu still remembers that the old troupe also had a New Year's performance season, and the open-air stage was always sung from morning to night, and those classic repertoire were sung continuously, what "Night Run", "Sifan", "Drunken Concubine", "Farewell My Concubine", ...... On the yellow sand of flying dust, the enthusiasm of the audience is surprisingly high, and the performances are full of people in the audience, but after the actors' stunning appearances, the applause must come and go, and they can't stop for a long time. Sometimes there are not enough seats, and there will be many people standing outside the stage, and there will be three circles inside and three circles outside, and even the entrance of the alley will be surrounded by water.

When there are no performances, Fan Lingchu, Duan Mingshan, Li Hetian and Zhao Chuyang, who plays the big gong, often get together, and the old brothers chat and talk nonsense, play mahjong, and drink some wine by the way, and have a good time. Fan Ling's heart was arrogant and arrogant, and he always wanted to sing a famous name, but Zhao Chuyang was very comfortable with what he encountered, and he had never blushed with anyone. Li Hetian is the most angry, and he rolls up his sleeves to fight if he doesn't agree with him, while Duan Mingshan is used to having a good temper, and he is always the big brother who fights in the round......

There is also Han Qiu, who is clearly a craftsman, but he lives like a scholar, carrying a book everywhere he goes, sometimes it is a drama book, sometimes it is, and he likes to say a few words from time to time. The brothers Yue Hanwen and Yue Xihe have made Jinghu and Jingerhu prosperous, and their eyes seem to grow on the top of their heads, and no one can look down on them like a master, and it is a common thing to hurt people, so it is more difficult for them to praise than ascending to the sky......

Zheng Yandu, who sang the Shengjiao role, had a crush on Xiao Fangran, the pillar of the stage, and silently liked it until she married and gave birth to Gu Nanqiao, and she never had a chance to say her confession, but became Uncle Zheng who Gu Nanqiao liked to play with. And Xiao Fangran at that time, the tactful and charming Tsing Yi sang ethereal and beautiful, what a beautiful scenery, looking forward to brilliance.

In the era when the goddess was not widely used, among the male colleagues of the entire old troupe, who had not praised Xiao Fangran's charm and demeanor, and who had not secretly regarded her as the goddess of the old days and the lover of her dreams in their hearts. Even to this day, Fan Lingchu still feels that Gu Nanqiao's aura and talent have inherited a bit of Xiao Fangran's style.

Those are the past that has been precipitated in the rings of the times and gradually dissipated.

The glory and splendor of the past are long gone, shattered into ruins with the cruelty of time. After the restructuring of the old courtyard troupe, the last thought left was only old photos interspersed in the yellowed pages, and nothing else.

Fan Lingchu didn't understand why he couldn't stop everything from decaying after making so much effort. In order to save the bleakness of the theater troupe after the restructuring, so that the big guys don't have to go their separate ways, so that Peking Opera can continue to sing, Fan Lingchu almost paid all the price he could, but the prosperity of the year will never come back after all.

He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't have the heart to think about it anymore.

With a desolate sigh, Fan Lingchu gradually withdrew his thoughts, and his mood calmed down when he spoke.

"The garden is full of spring, and what is the current hurdle..... Nan Qiao, I can't move anymore, I've done everything I can, and I don't have the strength to do it no matter how much I have, it's enough...... There's nothing to be reluctant about. ”

Fan Lingchu's eyes were a little sour, but he stubbornly thought that his eyes were hurt by the wind and sand, so he just turned his head sideways and rubbed the corners of his eyes roughly. Gu Nanqiao was looking at him with a little worry, his clear eyes reflected the moonlight, as if there were bright stars under his eyes, and they were indescribably smart and beautiful.

After so many years, the little girl who babbled and learned to speak and step by Fan Lingchu's side has already grown into a big girl, and she will not cry secretly in the middle of the night because of her mother's resignation, and she will not hold his big hand and go to the Grand Theater to watch the performance of famous actors, and she no longer needs Fan Lao to take care of her, but has been helping him in turn, which is enough to be on her own.

Fan Lingchu knew that he shouldn't influence Gu Nanqiao's decision anymore, it was time for her to fly by herself.

"No matter how much you toss, sooner or later, the spring garden will face a day of closing, and it is not interesting to hold on...... While the gang can still get some money for everyone now, let's just sign the contract. Everyone has been busy with me for so many years, don't end up with nothing left. I don't want that money, and when the time comes, you and your Uncle Duan and Uncle Li will divide it, and they will both be able to live a better life...... You, you are not in a dilemma, and it can be regarded as a relief. ”

When he said these words, Fan Lingchu was almost calm, and even had a relieved smile on the corner of his lips.

The pain in his eyes flashed away, almost like Gu Nanqiao's illusion.

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