At ten o'clock in the evening, Luo Sheng, who had finished self-study at night, was in a very good mood and jumped back to the courtyard.

In the courtyard, at the door of the big house, a gray old man with meticulous hair combed sat leisurely in a rocking chair, sometimes looking at the old wall clock on the wall, and sometimes looking at the door, as if waiting for Luo Sheng to get out of school.

As soon as Luo Sheng entered the door, the old man suddenly smiled, and stood up on crutches: "Xiao Sheng is back, I'm hungry, grandpa is going to cook you a bowl of small taro balls." ”

"Hmm~"

Taking advantage of his grandfather's efforts to make supper, Luo Sheng couldn't wait to take out his mobile phone and began to flip through Zhou Miao's circle of friends, his heart was full of anticipation, and there was a sense of excitement of peeping into the idol's privacy.

Entering at one o'clock, Luo Sheng was stunned for a moment, why are they all cats?

From beginning to end, in Zhou Miao's circle of friends, except for the photos and videos of the two cats he raised, there is almost no other content, if the cat is replaced by a child, Luo Sheng almost thinks that she has clicked into a mother's circle of friends.

Brother Miao is really a heavy cat control......

At this moment, Luo Lunxi walked out with a bowl of fragrant taro balls, "Come, eat while it's hot, warm up." ”

When Luo Sheng was at supper, Luo Lunxi sat on the side, looking at her with a loving face, and said that the next generation, this little girl is his sweetheart, and her father can't stand it anymore.

Luo Sheng: "Grandpa, at noon today, the director of "Chinese Treasure" came to my school to find me. ”

Luo Lunxi's face turned pale when he heard this, "Hey~ Why is he so ghostly, I have clearly rejected him, and he still doesn't give up?" ”

Luo Sheng asked curiously: "Why don't you accept their interviews, isn't it good, to promote Peking Opera and let more people like Peking Opera." ”

Luo Lunxi sighed and shook his head, "I haven't participated in fifty of this kind of show, but also forty-five, if it was really useful, Peking Opera would have been popular all over the world, it was a waste of time, and I didn't bother to do this." ”

Luo Sheng tugged at the corner of his grandfather's clothes when he heard this, and said coquettishly: "Anyway, you are idle every day now, so you should find someone to chat with you, and it won't take much time." ”

Luo Lunxi looked at his little granddaughter in surprise, and wondered: "What benefits did they give you, can you let this ghost spirit speak for them?" ”

Luo Sheng smiled and said: "They didn't give me any benefits, I also watched "Chinese Treasure", it's a very good show, and people are so sincere, you should be considered to have contributed to Peking Opera." ”

Luo Lunxi had an expression of disbelief, this little girl was definitely bought by someone to help people say so many good things.

However, Luo Lunxi's little granddaughter's request will never be refused, and his heart is even more happy when he is coquettish, and he reluctantly said yes, Luo Sheng let him go, and picked up his mobile phone with a happy face to send a message to Zhou Miao.

Luo Lunxi shook his head, this little spy.

……

Early the next morning, Ke Wen couldn't wait to take Zhou Miao Anqi to the door for an interview, and he also specially mentioned a gift, and the number of etiquette was in place.

According to the address given by Luo Sheng, the program team came to an old Beijing courtyard full of the atmosphere of the times, and there were bursts of voices practicing in the high courtyard walls.

Ke Wen stepped forward and knocked on the door, and soon, Luo Sheng opened the door and invited everyone in.

In the courtyard, Luo Lunxi was practicing his voice in a Tang costume pose, ignoring everyone's arrival, and Ke Wen and the others did not step forward to interrupt, just stood aside and waited quietly.

Although Luo Sheng is young, he is very sensible, and he brought stools and tea to everyone, and the hospitality is very good.

After ten minutes, Luo Lunxi finished practicing his throat, took the tea handed by Luo Sheng, took a big sip, glanced at everyone slowly, and suddenly stopped when he saw Zhou Miao.

Isn't this the kid on Xiao Sheng's bedside poster?

Luo Lunxi suddenly thought, you are Ke Wen, you actually make a beautiful man trick on my granddaughter!

After thinking about it, Luo Lunxi glanced at Luo Sheng angrily, this girl, no wonder she is so interested in this show, she finally took a day off on Sunday and didn't go to her parents, it turned out to be for this kid!

Seeing everyone get up, Luo Lunxi waved his hand, "Let's all sit down, let's talk casually today, don't be too formal." ”

The recording officially began, and except for Zhou Miao and An Qi, everyone else withdrew to the side.

Luo Lunxi was lying on his rocking chair, playing with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and asked lightly: "Do you two usually listen to Peking Opera?" ”

It's a bit of an awkward question.

Zhou Miao and An Qi glanced at each other, "Listen to ...... occasionally"

This occasionally means that when watching TV, if you happen to tune in to Peking Opera, you will listen to it for a second.

Luo Lunxi smiled and nodded: "It's normal, don't talk about young people, the old people are busy watching short videos now, how can anyone still watch this thing." ”

Zhou Miao: "Teacher Luo, we did a cross talk before, when we interviewed Zhang Yang, the chairman of the Quyi Association, and Qi Lin, a teacher from Deyun Club, in their opinion, the main reason for the decline of cross talk is the impact of competition from similar performing arts, as well as the withering of talents.

So in your opinion, what is the reason for Peking Opera? ”

Luo Lunxi's answer was very simple, and he spread his hands: "No one is looking." ”

An Qi asked: "Peking Opera is the quintessence of the country anyway, why does no one watch it." ”

Luo Lunxi: "No matter what art form it is, it needs to keep pace with the times, and Peking Opera, including other opera stylized performance forms and their content, are too different from real life!"

Those things that are seriously detached from society and real life are destined to not live long, or can only live miserably, even if it is the quintessence of the country. ”

To Zhou Miao's surprise, Luo Lunxi, as a descendant of the Mei School and a master in the Peking Opera industry, is so pessimistic about the survival of Peking Opera.

Zhou Miao couldn't help but ask curiously: "Then haven't you thought that you will make some innovations and reforms to Peking Opera to make it more in line with the aesthetics of modern people?" ”

Luo Lunxi's expression was a little stunned when he heard this, as if Zhou Miao's question touched some of his memories, and he sighed: "In fact, as early as the millennium, there were countless ancestors who were reforming and innovating Peking Opera, and it did work at first, but ...... Times are changing so fast.

Peking Opera has been running very hard, but in the blink of an eye, it has been left far behind by the times, and no matter how hard you run, it is useless.

The era is no longer that era, people, and the original people.

Nowadays, people have a unique "Peking Opera" of their time, and they have their own "Jiaoer", not to mention, young man, my granddaughter likes you very much, in her heart, you are the "Jiaoer" she is after, that's the truth. ”

was suddenly named by his grandfather in public, Luo Sheng's little face suddenly turned red, and when he saw the camera sweeping over, he was even more shy to face the wall, refusing to turn around.