Entering the door was an old gentleman in a robe.

At first glance, he is over half a hundred years old, but his spirit is quite good, and he still carries a cigarette pouch and pot on his shoulder.

If it weren't for the computer in front of Shen Wuhuan, she would have thought that she had suddenly returned to the pre-liberation period...

"Who are you looking for?" Shen Wuhuan stood up slightly.

The old gentleman in front of her, she was not impressed at all.

"I'm looking for Mr. Shen Wuhuan." The old gentleman hugged his fists.

"I am." Shen Wuhuan pointed to his chest, spread his hands and asked, "Come and take a seat." ”

"Then you're welcome." The old gentleman sat in front of Shen Wuhuan, looking a little restrained.

Looking at this outfit, Shen Wuhuan roughly guessed the identity of the other party, "Do you want to drink tea?" ”

"Huh?" The old gentleman raised his head and saw Shen Wuhuan pointing at the disposable cup in his hand, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Don't be so polite." ”

Shen Wuhuan didn't entertain much, and sat back in his place, "What do you call the old gentleman?" ”

"In Xia Mei Shaojiu, I have admired Mr. Shen's name for a long time, and I came to visit this time."

Shen Wuhuan was suddenly shocked.

Even if she doesn't care about the world, the Mei School of Peking Opera in her previous life was very famous, and she couldn't imagine that there were old artists of the Mei School who were still active on the stage of Peking Opera in this life.

She hurriedly said politely: "Mr. Mei, you are too polite, the junior is only shallow, so you should be called so." ”

The change in tone was a question mark that made Mei Shaojiu a question.

He is now at most an artist, and the other party is a university professor, and in his old days, he was a scholar at the imperial court, how could he be so polite to himself?

However, with such an attitude, it must be a recruitment heart, and there will be less friction between the two parties.

That's a good thing.

He froze, "I have listened to Mr. Shen's plays, and the singing is really good, and he deserves the name of Mr." ”

Shen Wuhuan didn't argue with the other party: "Come to me today, what's the matter?" ”

Seeing that Mr. Mei was on the topic, he asked, "I came here to explore the tone for many fellow practitioners." ”

"Mouth Blow?"

Shen Wuhuan was stunned for a moment.

"Is the government ready to cooperate with our opera industry in the near future?" Mr. Mei made it clear.

Shen Wuhuan didn't think there was anything strange about this, but he was aware of the other party's words, and it was still cooperation.

Shen Wuhuan asked with a correct attitude: "Since Mr. Mei is ready to seek cooperation today, I can match you up, but there is one thing that I am very strange, the government has always been doing activities to revive national culture, why is it only now that I want to seek cooperation?" ”

Mr. Mei wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Indeed, the government has indeed approached us before and we hope that we can inherit the culture together, but our industry relies on this craft to make a living, although it is indeed a lot easier to mix with the official, but we also have our scruples..."

"Scruples? What scruples? ”

Mr. Mei smiled, "It's about some of the trails of our inheritance, so don't mention it." ”

As soon as Shen Wuhuan heard it, he knew that this was the fear that the country would snatch the things they regarded as treasures.

In today's words, it's to protect your intellectual property!

Shen Wuhuan froze, stared at the old gentleman in front of him, and asked abruptly, "Old Mr. Mei, what do you think about this matter now?" ”

"Me?" Mr. Mei paused for a moment, and said with a slight embarrassment: "Now that the times are different, we should not fully abide by the traditions left by the older generation, and although our things are precious, there may not be many people who understand them." ”

Listening to it, Mr. Mei's words were just a joke.

"Tradition is the classic culture handed down from our culture, but at the same time, it is also a shackle, bound to you, if you want to spread traditional culture, according to the old things, it is obviously inappropriate, as you said, not many people understand, so how to judge the value of this thing?"

Mr. Mei's eyes froze, and he had some opinions on Shen Wuhuan's statement.

Shen Wuhuan said as if he hadn't seen it at all: "Of course, cultural inheritance cannot be quantified by money, and the inheritance that can be severed is not inheritance, and naturally it cannot be measured by value." ”

Mr. Mei asked himself if he had a good temper, but at this time he was already angry.

Is this conceited pinching our weakness and preparing to sit on the ground and ask for money?

"So your ideas are always behind the progress of the times." Shen Wuhuan had a misunderstanding when he saw it, and showed a helpless expression, "Culture is the top priority of a country's prosperity, and it is also a symbol of a country's soft power, let me give you an example." ”

"Austria is a landlocked country in Europe, with a continent area of about 90,000 square kilometers and a population of more than 1.7 million, how does such a country compare to our country?"

Mr. Mei said confidently: "Naturally, it can't be compared with our Heavenly Empire. ”

"But when people think of the city of music, the first thing that comes to mind is Vienna, the capital of Austria, which has become a cultural symbol, but when a foreigner asks you, what is the culture of your country, how do you answer?"

Mr. Mei stubbornly said: "We have opera, cross talk, tricks, and national arts...."

In the end, he couldn't go on anymore.

These things that have been handed down from the old times are now difficult to survive even in their own country, how can foreigners know about them?

"Our literary and artistic forms are really powerful." Shen Wuhuan's next words turned one hundred and eighty degrees, "But no one knows at all, what's the use of this?" ”

"We just need to know that we are powerful, and we can't let foreigners know." Mr. Mei was angry when he heard it, and what he said was also angry.

When Shen Wuhuan heard this, he was also angry and lost his temper.

She thought to herself, maybe these old-school artists are like this.

If reasoning doesn't make sense, then you can only be tempted.

"Having said so much, I just want you to understand that now the country needs you, with the increasing strength of our country, it is impossible not to have a landmark culture that you can handle, and you also hope to hear the phrase 'Peking Opera is the quintessence of our country' one day, right?"

Peking Opera is the quintessence of our country?

When Mr. Mei heard this, his ears were about to prick up!

Even if he doesn't have the same desire to compete with other dramas as others, it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about these things at all.

What does such a sentence mean, there is no need to think about it at all!

He said excitedly, "Really... Can it really be exchanged for such a sentence? ”

Shen Wuhuan was speechless for a while, sure enough, the old tradition is the old tradition.

This thing is by no means talking.

No matter what kind of artist it is, there is absolutely no resistance when they hear this sentence.

Who doesn't want to be the quintessence of the country?

This is a golden signboard!