Wang Shuwen is an authentic native of the capital, and now he is retired to leisure at home, and he likes to wander around the alleys on weekdays when he has nothing to do.

But other than that, there is nothing to be found to be a pastime.

Wang Shuwen is old, and he doesn't like to listen to the kind of erotic pop music that young people listen to, so it's good to listen to a play.

In the early years, I was busy with work and didn't have time, but at that time, there were really a lot of spare time.

Let's just say that the overpass in the capital, there are stalls singing, talking about cross talk, and juggling, which is like a cow's hair.

He could occasionally crouch there and listen to his heart's content.

But then you have to squeeze the time, and the four words of making money to support your family are easy to say, but they are burdened with endless responsibilities.

Now that they are idle, their children have achieved success in their careers, and the third generation can also be called worry-free.

But Wang Shuwen went to the overpass, but he couldn't see those singing horns anymore.

I thought I could bump into one today, but in the end, as in the past, I could only return disappointed.

"Not today?"

"Hmm."

There was a plausible reply from his nose, and without guessing, his wife knew that he must not have heard the play, so she shook her head and prepared the meal in the kitchen.

And Wang Shuwen sat on the sofa and watched TV, he turned the channel vigorously, hoping to see his favorite program.

But in today's era of pan-entertainment culture, where can he find his favorite program?

When he was transferred to the Capital Station, the time was seven o'clock, and all the stations were playing news broadcasts, and the Capital Station was naturally the same, so Wang Shuwen put down the remote control in his hand and stopped doing useless work.

"It's time to eat."

Wang Shuwen didn't agree, walked to the dining room, moved a chair and started eating.

can't hear the play he wants to hear, and this meal tastes like chewing wax.

My wife eats well and leaves.

Meals gradually get colder.

The news hookups are over.

Wang Shuwen held the bowl in his hand like this, looking at the crystal clear and full rice grains burned, and he was in a daze.

He felt that his life was like this grain of rice, blank.

Time flies.

More than an hour had passed since he was served, but Wang Shuwen was still eating the rice grains in small bites, as if he wanted to count how many grains of rice were in this bowl of rice.

"Okay, I sang a folk song just now, and then we'll sing opera."

"Huh?"

A voice came from the TV, interrupting the blank space in Wang Shuwen's brain.

He picked up the bowl and walked briskly to the living room, ready to take a look.

He has some impressions of this TV show, but he hasn't seen it much on weekdays.

But he knows a little bit about the girl who talks on TV, he knows that she is a celebrity, a musician, but that's all, after all, he has no interest in Western music.

But why did this girl who is engaged in Western music introduce opera to the TV program?

"And if you want to select the more representative ones, then naturally we have to talk about Huangmei Opera, Peking Opera, Yue Opera, Henan Opera, and Ping Opera, these five major operas, and then I will introduce them to you in order, little by little."

"Hey, there are still so many dramas in our country?"

Wang Shuwen listened to the introduction, and suddenly his spirit rose.

Long insight!

When Shen Wuhuan finished introducing Huangmei Opera and began to sing excerpts from "Double Saviors", Wang Shuwen was shocked!

"This little girl sings so well? Isn't she doing Western music? How can you still sing? ”

"And I've never heard such a nice play? It's amazing! ”

Wang Shuwen's eyes were glued to the screen, but his other hand unconsciously began to pick up the rest of the rice in the bowl.

The nose is still humming the tune I just heard, and it is full of taste!

Immediately introduced is the Peking Opera he is most familiar with.

"Yes, yes, Peking Opera used to be called Ping Opera, after all, we were originally called Beiping!"

"Hey, our Peking Opera is actually from Anhui, I don't know?"

When Shen Wuhuan said that what he was going to sing next was Cheng Pai's "The Legend of the White Snake", Wang Shuwen's whole person was trembling with excitement!

Cheng Yanqiu's disciple of Cheng Pai's patriarch, Wang Shuwen was fortunate enough to see him once at the overpass!

That's an amazing character!

And he has also heard of this "The Legend of the White Snake".

When Shen Wuhuan sang this play in one go, Wang Shuwen shouted excitedly: "Okay! ”

"Good! Singing so well! ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

At this time, the wife who was in the house heard the shouting in the outhouse, and thought that something was wrong, so she hurriedly ran out.

"Come and see, this girl sings, and she sings a thief!"

"Singing?" My wife was puzzled.

Are there still singing dramas on TV?

But seeing Wang Shuwen holding a bowl and staring at the TV intently, she also sat on the sofa.

It's not right to sit down.

Isn't this girl in front of her Professor Shen who was promoted every day on the news before?

She can also sing?

"Why not, it's good to sing! Wait a minute! It's just..."

"What's it?"

"It's just a little different from what I used to hear..."

"Hey, you must be mistaken, how many years ago did you last listen to a play."

"Well, it's possible."

The host on TV and Shen Wuhuan are still communicating, but from the words of the two, they know that the next thing to sing is the Yue Opera "Dream of Red Mansions".

When Shen Wuhuan's one person appeared in two roles, Wang Shuwen and his wife were stunned!

"Is this one person playing two people?"

"Yes, this scene should be when Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu met, but this voice is too much like a teenager, right? This girl's voice just now wasn't like this..."

"That's kung fu!"

The next Henan Opera and Pingju made the two of them feast their ears.

"Hey, this Mulan is really singing, who said that women are not as good as men, it's just amazing, this tone, this breath, it's just a famous character!"

"Why is this song "Flowers as the Matchmaker" so playful, people are praised to death, and people who listen to it blush."

"You, you're thin-skinned, people have a reason for this."

"What's the reason?"

"This..."Wang Shuwen himself has never heard of this commentary, but he doesn't want to lose face.

In the face of his wife's deliberate questioning, he had to sit in that branch.

This look made my wife can't help but show a smile, like a mirror in her heart, but she is unwilling to stop.

was amused and funny, but for a while I found some youthful vitality.

After the whole show ended, Wang Shuwen looked at the empty bowl in his hand, and he still felt a little unfinished.

sighed: "So many plays can be captured, what a great person, who would have thought that such a young girl could still sing?" ”

"Yes, it's really rare that there are still young people willing to learn drama these days."

Suddenly, Wang Shuwen clapped his hands: "It seems that something is going to happen!" ”

My wife wondered, "What's the matter?" ”

"Have we ever seen a play on TV before?"

My wife shook her head.

Wang Shuwen said excitedly: "This is the first time, there must be a great joy!" ”