"Eh, this couplet is interesting!"

After Feng Lan saw the couplet on the door, she felt a little familiar and a little unfamiliar, and after a while, she remembered: "Isn't this the words of Ku Ding Xie Niu in Zhuangzi's "Health Master"? Why did Guan Shanhu write it here?"

As a top student of Yenching University, Feng Lan's attainments in ancient literature are not low, and after two glances, he knew where the couplet at the door came from, and smiled at Shen Mingyue beside him: "It's really interesting for us to be this president, pull the tiger skin and pull the banner, in order to explain a health problem, withdraw Zhuangzi!" But I clearly remember that Zhuangzi is not very old!"

Shen Mingyue glanced at Feng Lan: "It's not big? People have lived to be more than eighty years old! How old is Confucius? Only in his seventies! People or seventy years old are rare, people in ancient times, people who could live to be eighty years old are indeed already long-lived, not to mention ancient times, even now, how many people can live to be more than eighty?"

Feng Lan stuck out his tongue, and the two walked towards the gate together, the gate was open, and no one cared if they entered, after the two entered the courtyard, they heard a sound of Jinghu, followed the sound, turned the wall of the door, and saw that under the grape trellis, a young man with an unfamiliar face was sitting on a stone bench holding a Jinghu and pulling, and a circle of classmates from the Health Association was sitting next to him.

Guan Shanhu sat next to him and squinted slightly, his palms on his legs, patting him constantly.

"Eh, I said, don't let me pull the strings, tiger, you guys are here to sing two sentences!"

The young man who pulled Jinghu is not very old, but he is very tall, between Gu Pan, quite imposing, and he speaks very refreshingly, speaking very standard Mandarin, unlike many students with local accents today, what people say can catch up with the announcer of a TV station, and it is rare on campus today.

Only people from a compound like Shen Mingyue can say this kind of thing, that is, the locals of the capital, when they speak, most of them also have a child's pronunciation, but this young man is a straight and round character, and his words are very clear and natural, and he is used to speaking Mandarin at a glance.

Shen Mingyue glanced at the young man who was pulling Jinghu curiously, and said in her heart: "Who is this kid? Why don't I know him? Could it be from the Western District?"

The clothes worn by this kid are very different from today's students, the style of the needle and the angle and even the material of the clothes are not the same as everyone's, and even the hairstyle of this kid is different from today's middle, three, seven, and four or six points, but the kind of slightly messy broken hairstyle, the sideburns are neatly trimmed, and the whole person looks energetic and handsome, full of sunshine.

At this time, this kid was talking to a few people with a smile, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and he felt a little more "clean and crisp".

"This kid is so handsome!"

Feng Lan approached Shen Mingyue and said in a low voice, "Who is he? Is he someone who just joined our association? Why have I never seen him?"

Shen Mingyue also whispered: "How do I know?

At this time, Guan Shanhu had already seen Shen Mingyue and Feng Lan, and said with a smile: "Mingyue, Feng Lan, are you here?" Let me introduce you to you, this guy from Jinghu is called Guan Xiaojun, and he is a little brother in my hometown, well, you may not be familiar with his name, he has another name, I believe you will definitely know." ”

Shen Mingyue smiled and didn't speak, but her eyes already showed disapproving thoughts.

Feng Lan smiled and said, "Really, President, then you can talk about it!"

Guan Shanhu said: "Then I'll sell a pass first, and after he says his name for a while, everyone pays attention to him and doesn't pay attention to me, how faceless I am!"

Guan Xiaojun smiled and said, "Don't brag about me, I don't have the ability to do it, I was blown up by you like this, good guy, in front of you high-achieving students, I will immediately show my timidity!"

When he said this, he pulled the bowstring in his hand and said, "Hurry up, aren't you talking about the national opera culture today? You have to sing! If you don't sing, how can you know what is good about it? Who will sing a part? Everyone is happy together!"

During this time, Guan Xiaojun's novels "Guandi Temple" and "The Rest of My Life" caused a great sensation in the society, and the people of CCTV took a fancy to the content of his book and wanted to organize people to shoot a TV series.

Guan Xiaojun came to Yanjing this time, just to negotiate with people about film and television copyrights, in this era, the film and television copyright is not worth anything at all, and the person in charge of the TV station fought for it, and set the copyright at 3,000 yuan, no matter how high it is, people will not agree!

A few years ago, Zhang Yimou filmed Mo Yan's "Red Sorghum", and only gave Mo Yan a copyright fee of 800 yuan, and in this way, Mo Yanle was not visible, 800 yuan, which was already a lot of money at that time.

It is now the early 90s, 800 yuan is still a large amount, and Guan Xiaojun's copyright can be sold for 3,000 yuan, which is already a very high amount in the eyes of others.

But in Guan Xiaojun's opinion, this is simply the price of cabbage!

He didn't look at this money at all, and after thinking about it, he just didn't sell it and gave it away!

After talking to the people in Taiwan, Guan Xiaojun decided to sell the film and television rights of his "Guandi Temple" to CCTV at a price of one dollar, but this copyright only restricts this shooting, and if it is filmed again in the future, it will have to be talked about again, not to buy everything out at once.

But even so, it still makes the leaders of the TV station very happy, and they all feel that Guan Xiaojun is not very old, but he is very good at being a person, and his favorability towards him has risen rapidly.

After the copyright was negotiated, some news reporters reported the matter in the newspaper, and the news that "Guan Zichuan sold the film and television copyright of "Guandi Temple" for one dollar spread all over the country within a week, arousing the attention and curiosity of many people.

The signing of the copyright this time was personally negotiated by Guan Yunshan, and it was also taken this opportunity to get acquainted with some of the persons in charge of the TV station, and after a few drinks, Guan Yunshan was very busy with things, and returned to Quancheng by plane, leaving Guan Xiaojun in Yanjing.

Now the people of the old Guan family no longer treat Guan Xiaojun as a child, this kid is very slippery, he can fight, and he is a perineum, if others don't eat his loss, it is considered Amitabha, if you want him to suffer, the difficulty is not ordinary.

In addition, Guan Shanhu is also in Yanjing City, and the mountain tiger concerned should not be able to do anything, so Guan Yunshan is relieved to return to Hedong Province.

After Guan Xiaojun was busy with his own affairs, he found Guan Shanhu here as soon as possible, just in time for the weekend, the gathering of the members of the "Guoshu Health Association" founded by Guan Shanhu, he coincided with the meeting, so he naturally wanted to join in the fun.

At this time, the college students are high-spirited and have no social sophistication, they are basically the most authentic age group, what to say, holding literary salons together or something, the atmosphere is very relaxed, which is the kind of atmosphere that Guan Xiaojun likes.

It happened that the theme of today's party was "Chinese Opera Culture", Guan Xiaojun pulled a paragraph, and thought that everyone could sing to perform a short section on the spot, so that students who don't know much about this have an intuitive impression.

But today's college students, if they say that they can sing a pop song or recite a poem, they can do it, but when it comes to opera, few really don't understand it.

Although many people have heard the model play, but listening to it does not mean that they will be able to sing, listening to and singing are two different things, singing is different from singing, pop songs, as long as the voice is about the same, you can sing a few words, but it is difficult to sing, you don't understand the Tao inside, you can't open your mouth at all, and you will be timid with one mouth, especially in the case of accompaniment, it is a test for people.

Now when Guan Xiaojun asks like this, a group of classmates at the scene, you look at me, I look at you, they all shrink their necks, most of them don't understand this at all.

Someone coaxed: "President, you proposed this theme, you have to demonstrate it!"

"Yes, yes, it's best to learn from Mr. Mei Lanfang's figure, tsk, I haven't seen a boy sing a danjiao!"

Guan Shanhu laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll sing a part!"

He thought for a while and said, "Then sing an excerpt from "Shiro Visits His Mother", well, if I sing alone, I can't sing, I have to have a helper, let's have someone here, do you have anyone who can sing this scene? If so, let's do it together!"

When Feng Lan heard this, she stretched out her hand and stabbed Shen Mingyue: "Mingyue, didn't you say that your family forced you to learn to sing Peking Opera?

Shen Mingyue smiled, pulled up her hair, strode into the middle of the field, and looked at Guan Shanhu with a provocative expression: "President, I will play this scene, do you say that I am playing Princess Tiejing, or playing Old Taijun She?"