Chapter Eighty-One: Backward Countries

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The whole play, except for the ghost priest, everything was perfect, and the performance received huge applause.

Wang Yao shook his head helplessly.

"Hey, it's no wonder that the organization is reassuring to others. He Saifei sneered.

"Forget it, if you can have a high evaluation, it can be regarded as winning glory for the country. Wang Yao chuckled and shook his head, looking at Sun Tianming, "Old Sun, what do you think?" ”

"It's good, it's good. Sun Tianming smiled and paused, "It's that priest, it's a little strange." ”

Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth.

The next repertoire is some dance dramas within half an hour, with various dances, as well as ensembles, both visual and auditory for Wang Yao to enjoy the edification.

This festival is like a big party, and the organizers also provide all kinds of food and drinks to satisfy people's hunger, and it looks like this, it will be sung for three days in a row.

However, it is a blessing to be able to enjoy these artistic edifications and watch them for three days in a row, after all, if they are all movies of the level of "The Shawshank Redemption", most people can lie in the cinema for a month.

"Wang Yao, Director Xu asked you to go down. In the afternoon, an interpreter said to Wang Yao.

Wang Yaoleng paused, and went down to the first floor to find Xu Feng, "Master, are you looking for me?"

"Go out for a walk with me. Xu Feng said.

Seeing that Xu Feng's face was not very good, Wang Yao frowned and helped him get up and walk to the back hall.

Walking to the back hall, there were not many people, Wang Yao opened his mouth and asked, "What's wrong, Master?"

"Did you watch the play just now?" Xu Feng said as he sat on the chair and frowned.

Wang Yaoleng smiled and said, "That's it, may the Lord bless you, that priest can sing, is it a descendant of the Jin faction?"

Xu Feng glared at Wang Yao, "You are still smiling." ”

Wang Yao pursed the corners of his mouth, "What's wrong? It's so atmospheric, it has nothing to do with us, and it's not that we're ashamed." ”

"I'm just upset. Xu Feng sighed, "When you go out, you represent the country." ”

Wang Yao blinked, "When he grabbed our place, he didn't think about this, why bother with them?"

"You kid, why did you suddenly make a mistake?" Xu Feng frowned and reprimanded, "You let the dog bite it, can you bite it back like a dog?"

Wang Yao couldn't help laughing, "Of course not, so." ”

"But it's up to the owner to beat the dog. Xu Feng turned to sigh and said, "This is an artistic exchange, not a flattering exchange." ”

Wang Yao touched his nose: "I think those foreigners are very happy." ”

"Don't want it for their happy face?" Xu Feng drank coldly.

"Maybe he's also eager for merit. Wang Yao thought about it, he couldn't follow the old man's words, otherwise he would be more and more angry.

"From now on, what will our peers think of us? Oh, now that we have added a priest to "Sha Jiabang", will we add a Hitler to "Three Heroes and Lu Bu" in the future?" Xu Feng frowned.

"This is quite creative, do you say that Cao Cao or Hitler killed more people?" Wang Yao blinked.

"It should still be Hitler, but they are not as many as Bai Qi. Xu Feng subconsciously muttered, and then became furious, "Who told you this!"

"Hehehe. Wang Yao chuckled lightly and walked along the old man's back, "Dissipate your anger, I know you think he has embarrassed us, but it doesn't matter, let's just get the field back in the future, and the future will be long." ”

Xu Feng sighed and glanced at Wang Yao, "What's the matter?

"Don't talk about it, don't you learn from dogs. Wang Yao tugged at the corners of his mouth, "In the future, let's hold an exchange conference and let them perform our book." ”

Xu Feng paused for a moment and looked at Wang Yao in surprise, "You really dare to think about it." ”

Wang Yao frowned, "Isn't this normal?"

Xu Feng blinked, smiled and clapped his hands and smiled, "It's normal, it's too normal, I'll do it in the future." ”

Seeing the old man laughing, Wang Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, he is also holding back the fire in his heart, Li Zhuo did this kind of thing in order to please the organizers, if it is in commercial performances, it is understandable, but this is an artistic exchange, representing the artistic height of a country.

It's not that it can't be added, if it is reasonable, there is nothing to blame, but the priest is a mascot throughout the whole process, just a sentence of "May the Lord bless you", flattery and flattery can be seen by fools.

Going abroad, all the actions of the Chinese people represent the country.

This kind of flattery directly affects the image of the country, especially in a high-field matter like art, which can be very humiliating.

At least in the future, this play will leave a 'heavy and colorful' joke in the artistic exchange between the East and the West, and it will not be erased for hundreds of years.

Wang Yao really didn't know what Li Zhuo thought, was he still very proud of his cleverness?

After appeasing Xu Feng and sending him back, Wang Yao was about to wash his face and calm down, found the bathroom, and was washing his face, when he suddenly heard the laughter of many people inside.

Wang Yao frowned and pricked up his ears to listen, it was a group of foreigners who spoke English.

"Did you see the quintessence of Huaxia just now?"

"The quintessence of bullshit, my teacher said, then it's a piece of garbage, a slave of the ruler, and a disgrace to the stage. ”

"And insulted our priest. ”

"I really don't understand these oriental monkeys, and think that this is art?

"This is the first time I have watched an oriental opera, and I used to listen to the amazing skills of the school teachers, but when I watched it today, I began to wonder if the teachers had watched a fake opera. ”

"Backward countries are not only economically backward, but also ideologically and culturally backward. ”

The last voice made Wang Yao's body suddenly stunt, and his face turned pale instantly.

"In the past, the professor also said that the Dragon Kingdom is the most potential country in the world in the future, whether it is economy or culture, but now it seems that it is not as good as Dongying, and that big country seems to have lost the so-called backbone. ”

"Although I don't like Dongying people, when it comes to art, there is indeed persistence. ”

"Okay, don't be so arbitrary, maybe it's art diplomacy. ”

"That's why it's worth despising that art is rubbish if it's only meant to flatter those in power. ”

"Well, I agree. ”

Wang Yao listened silently to the people inside, those harsh voices made Wang Yao feel numb, and the sound of water droplets dripping on the masonry on his face was extremely clear.

"Huh!?" The group of talkers inside also came out, and saw an Asian face and froze.

Wang Yao wiped the drops of water on his face, showed a harmless smile, and said in a straight British accent, "Excuse me, are you talking about my country?"

This group of people is old and young, and everyone is wearing a valuable suit, and they look like people with cultivation.

On the other hand, Wang Yao's cheap shirt and jeans are in stark contrast.

"Dragon Country?" The tall white man at the front came back to his senses, lit a cigarette and took a puff, seeing Wang Yao nodding, he smiled and said, "That's right, I'm discussing your national quintessence, what do you have to say?"

The white man's almost provocative conversation drew laughter from his peers.

Wang Yao also smiled: "That can't be regarded as the quintessence of our country." ”

The white man raised his eyebrows slightly, and spit a cigarette on Wang Yao's face, "Little brother, recognition is the foundation of progress, if you don't even have the courage to admit it, you can't make progress, what we just said, if you are offended, we want you to apologize, but we will not take it back, because it is the truth, if you deny the facts, then we will also withdraw our apology." ”

Wang Yao, who was choking on the strong cigarettes, frowned, but he knew that what this white uncle said was reasonable.

Li Zhuo did something embarrassing, and did something embarrassing not to let others say, which is a kind of quibbling and senseless struggle.

Acknowledging the facts is the beginning of progress.

But Wang Yao knew the truth, but what he wanted to say was another thing: "The performance just now is indeed rubbish." ”

Wang Yao spoke, everyone paused, and the white uncle stood up straight and looked at Wang Yao with interest.

"I'm ashamed of his actions, but he may have some purpose, and I don't want to defend him, and I'll hit you back with facts. Wang Yao raised his chin slightly, and smiled a little proudly, "If you are moved by me, I don't need your apology, as long as you meet someone in the future to discuss the quintessence of the Dragon Kingdom, say a word for me, in fact, the quintessence of the Dragon Kingdom is very good, but it is covered with dust." ”

Wang Yao's voice was gentle, without the slightest anger, and his gentle attitude made these foreigners a little uncomfortable, and they felt that they were suppressed by a child's aura.

However, as a gentleman with high cultivation, they are willing to accept this bet, they can laugh at a scum who sells art, and they will also respect a teenager who upholds the dignity of the motherland.

The white uncle looked back at his companions and patted Wang Yao on the shoulder, "I formally apologize now, I'm sorry, I insulted your motherland." ”

Wang Yao smiled, "I'm sorry, I can't accept your apology." ”

The white uncle paused for a moment.

"Because I'll prove it myself. Wang Yao hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, bowing slightly and glancing at the group of stunned foreigners, "I will prove to myself that the Dragon Kingdom has never fallen." ”

Seeing Wang Yao's emaciated and tall figure leave, the white uncle frowned, "What's the situation with this child?"

"How does he prove it?" muttered another white man in a top hat, confused.

"But it's courageous. Another black man chuckled.

Wang Yao didn't know that these people were all famous art critics all over the world.