hasn't arrived at the theater mentioned by the director yet.

Several people had already heard the sound of singing.

"Wow, I heard the singing, it's so good!" Song Nanchen quipped.

Xiao Fubao raised his little head to look at Sang Wanzhou on the side, and asked him, "Brother, what is singing?"

Sang was thinking about how to explain it to her.

Ji Xiaoheng on the side spoke first: "Singing opera is a culture that has been handed down from ancient times in our country, including the art of opera performance in the form of dialogue, martial arts, singing, etc., although it is no longer in line with the popular trend, but the important thing is the inheritance of culture."

Ji Xiaoheng said a paragraph.

They all stopped chatting and looked in his direction.

There was a slight surprise in his eyes, admiration and adoration.

Song Nanchen even joked directly: "Mr. Ji, your son is amazing, this is too good."

Ji Yucheng was very proud in his heart, but he still pretended to be very modest on his face: "Where, he likes to read some books when he has nothing to do on weekdays, but he only knows a little."

Xiao Fubao's eyes are even brighter.

Although he didn't quite understand what he was saying, he was very powerful when he heard it!

"Brother Duole, you are so good, you know so much!"

Ji Xiaoheng: "......"

[The idea of continuing the traditional culture is very good! How much of the ancient culture is lost now is because modern people do not pay attention to it. 】

[That's right, ancient culture has gone through a long history and has been passed down to the present, and it should be remembered by people rather than forgotten. 】

[These are the crystallization of the wisdom of ancient people, but also a portrayal of history, although we can not develop towards the past, but history does not allow us to forget. 】

Ji Yucheng felt his son's hand tighten, knowing that he was shy and nervous.

It was really the right choice to bring him on the show.

Because in order to facilitate filming, the program team directly wrapped up the entire theater, after all, there are several financial fathers behind him to invest, and they are not afraid of insufficient funds.

The owner of the theater had already removed all the tables and chairs in the lobby, and only placed an extra-long long table near the front of the stage, which was enough for everyone to sit.

Sang Wanzhou took Xiao Fubao and sat down casually.

Ji Xiaoheng followed closely behind, pulling Ji Yucheng to sit down on the other side of Xiao Fubao.

Sang Wanzhou: "......" You kid is moving fast.

When everyone is seated.

The director sat down alone at a single table next to him.

"I've brought you here today to celebrate the highest ever ratings for the first episode of our show, and to relax, after a week of hard work, and ready to serve."

A row of waiters dressed in red walked up with plates of delicate dishes and placed them in front of them.

Just smelling the fragrance made Xiao Fubao's saliva water.

Ji Xiaoheng smiled helplessly, and silently pushed the tissue in his hand to her.

whispered a reminder: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."

There was also a hint of a very imperceptible smile in the words.

Xiao Fubao came back to his senses and found that he was drooling again, so he hurriedly picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth.

There was a low laugh in my ears.

Ji Xiaoheng's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and his light-colored pupils were a little less impersonal and a little more smiling.

It's not like a mockery, it's like the kind of heartfelt laughter when you see something fun.