Zheng Chengxian didn't know that there were people running around for their own affairs in South Korea, and he was distressed by Zhang Mingxin's reply.

"Mr. Zhang, isn't there room for this matter to turn around?" Taking a sip of the pale cyan tea, Zheng Chengxian frowned slightly.

Zhang Mingxin glanced downstairs and replied: "It's difficult, my father has always been more resistant to this aspect, and he was sternly rejected as soon as he opened his mouth yesterday." ”

"Can't you?" Liu Sihan muttered in disappointment: "I thought it would be done!" ”

Zhang Mingxin glanced at her apologetically:

"I'm sorry Hanhan, I thought my father's mind would change a little in recent years, but I didn't think about it......"

"Bang"

Liu Sihan slapped the table, and the good Nanmu table made a muffled sound, and the tea bowl on the table jumped lightly:

"But you promised to do it yesterday, Zhang Mingxin, you are a big man, don't you talk nonsense? Or was it just a casual remark about me yesterday? ”

Li Mengyao, who had not spoken, patted Liu Sihan lightly, signaling her to be calm, and then turned her head to look at Zhang Mingxin, with scrutiny in her beautiful eyes: "Senior brother, is there really no way at all?" ”

When the three of them spoke, Zheng Chengxian never spoke, sipping tea and looking at the bustling customers downstairs.

The place where we met today was chosen by himself, and it was a teahouse with local characteristics.

The teahouse is small, divided into two floors, and unlike other teahouses, which are as modern as others, this teahouse has a more quaint décor. The decoration is mostly made of wood, and it looks like both the table of eight immortals and the carved red tree inside have a layer of bright color like pulp, which looks quite old.

Zheng Chengxian and others sat in a private room on the second floor, which was much cleaner than downstairs, and it did not affect the performance.

Liu Sihan and Zhang Mingxin's conversation, he listened to it word for word, and yesterday he thought that with Zhang Mingxin's mediation, things would go more smoothly, and it seemed that he thought things too well.

Hearing Li Mengyao's question, Zheng Chengxian said lightly: "Mr. Zhang, since you promised to meet today, I believe that there are already other countermeasures, why don't you come and listen?" ”

Zheng Chengxian said that Liu Sihan didn't make a fuss, and looked at Zhang Mingxin suspiciously, waiting for his next step.

Zhang Mingxin glanced at Zheng Chengxian jealously, it seems that this Goryeo stick is not easy to fool. Stabilized his mind and said to everyone: "My father's disagreement with this matter does not mean that there is no way, I just wanted to take fewer detours when I looked for him." ”

The three of them didn't speak, but stared at him fixedly, which made Zhang Mingxin a little proud, cleared his throat and continued:

"In fact, this matter does not belong to the management of the Palace Museum, and such an important place in the Forbidden City is under the direct management of the Ministry of Culture and the state. It's just that ordinary people don't have the opportunity to find the Ministry of Culture, and my father has been engaged in related work for many years, and he knows more heads and brains. ”

"Since he is not willing to help, we will go directly to the leadership of the Ministry of Culture." Zhang Mingxin slammed his palms excitedly, and he didn't know if it was because he was in the limelight in front of the girl, or because of the pleasure brought by doing it against Lao Tzu.

Liu Sihan scratched her head and said, "But we don't know anyone from the Ministry of Culture." Doesn't what you say in vain? ”

"Hanhan, don't worry, since Senior Brother said it, there should be a way." Li Mengyao persuaded gently.

Zhang Mingxin glanced at Li Mengyao, and the greed in his eyes flashed. If the appearance of the two women is not equal, but Li Mengyao's temperament is closer to the ideal type of men, at the beginning of the school's "Top Ten Dream Lovers for Boys" list, Li Mengyao's ranking was still above Liu Sihan. If he didn't know that Li Mengyao didn't have a good impression of him, Zhang Mingxin would have to think about it.

"I was about to go on, Hanhan, don't worry."

Zhang Mingxin said solemnly: "I have worked in the museum over the years, and I have known a little bit of people from the Ministry of Culture with my father, although my face cannot be as big as my father, but at least I can speak." I'm going to take the time to ask someone out, and then we can sit down together and have a good discussion. ”

"Trouble Mr. Zhang!" Zheng Chengxian interjected at the right time and picked up the tea bowl: "I will thank Mr. Zhang for his help with tea instead of wine." ”

Zhang Mingxin hurriedly raised the bowl to accompany him, put down the tea bowl and asked puzzledly: "Actually, I am very curious why Mr. Zheng must shoot in the Forbidden City, you must know that now there are imitation buildings in the major film and television bases in our country, which can be said to be exactly the same." Why not choose there? You must know that filming in the Forbidden City, not to mention whether it is successful or not, the usage fee alone is ridiculously high. ”

"Imitation is imitation after all."

Zheng Chengxian replied lightly and pointed downstairs: "Look." ”

Everyone turned their heads to look over, only Li Mengyao didn't seem interested, and the old god was sitting and tasting refreshments.

On the small stage downstairs, a middle-aged man in a light blue robe knocked on a wooden drum with one hand and a folding fan in the other, singing "Battle of Changsha" in a tune.

Zhang Mingxin and Liu Sihan looked at Zheng Chengxian inexplicably, not knowing what he let him see.

Seeing everyone's doubts, Zheng Chengxian smiled and said:

"Why is this person downstairs wearing such clothes and using such a rudimentary musical instrument? What era is it now, why doesn't he wear it brightly? Why not use a modern instrument with a richer sense of layering? ”

The three of them were stunned by the question, and after a while, Liu Sihan muttered, "In that case...... Is it still a Jingyun drum? ”

"But he's still singing those things, and they haven't changed." Zheng Chengxian said step by step.

Li Mengyao continued thoughtfully: "In that case, even if the singing does not change, it will definitely sound much worse." ”

"yes, that's a lot of nonsense." Zhang Mingxin said affirmatively.

Liu Sihan said impatiently: "What do you want to say, male god, we know that there is no such profound knowledge as you." ”

"Hehe, it's not advanced at all."

Zheng Chengxian smiled: "I think the language of China is really broad and profound, and the word 'matching' explains everything." ”

"You mean ......"

Li Mengyao's eyes lit up, and she seemed to have figured it out.

"The reason why he wears such clothes and uses such instruments on such occasions is only to match the words in his mouth. As you said, if you change your costumes and musical instruments, it will sound out of shape. It's the same when I'm writing a novel, what kind of scene should be said and what should be done, it's all about what I want to say. ”

Speaking of this, Zheng Chengxian smiled, his language was humble, but his tone made people feel his incomparable pride:

"If I'm not afraid of your jokes, my music is worthy of a building with a long history like the Forbidden City, and only the Forbidden City is worthy of my music!" (To be continued.) )