Chapter Eighty-Four: Everyone Listens to "The Drunken Concubine" at the Door

In this way, more and more people gathered at the door of Su Yang and the others' rooms, which attracted the attention of the hotel staff.

The staff reported the matter to the manager of the hotel.

The manager received this news, and the manager, who didn't know what was going on, quickly went up to the floor of Su Yang and the others.

I saw dozens of people gathered outside the door of a room, most of them were children or grandchildren standing with their grandfather and grandmother, and a few were elderly people in wheelchairs who were pushed by their families.

The manager twisted his eyebrows, his face was confused, thinking that something was disturbing the people here.

Hurry up and step forward.

"If something happens, you can ring the bell in your room and the service staff will help you out. I wonder if you are now gathered at the door of this room, and you are dissatisfied with what the guests in this room have done? We can come forward and make adjustments. The restaurant manager hurriedly explained when he saw this scene.

"Shh All the old people in the room looked at him in unison and put their middle fingers to their mouths.

The manager also followed the old people to put their middle fingers to their mouths to make a "shhh" movement, and showed great doubts.

At this time, a girl pushing her grandfather in a wheelchair stretched out a finger towards the manager and gently pointed to the inside of the house.

The manager still didn't understand what that meant.

The girl pointed to her ear again, and the manager pointed to her ear as well.

At this time, he heard a voice from inside, as if someone was singing Peking Opera inside.

His eyes widened, and it suddenly dawned on him that these old people were listening to the people singing inside.

The people inside were singing "babbling", he couldn't understand it, but looking at the old people in front of him, they were shaking their heads and relishing them one by one.

Others are humming along, and some even record videos with smartphones that their children have bought.

There are also some young people holding up their mobile phones to record videos, probably because their grandparents don't have smart phones, so they get rid of their grandchildren and girls to record this Peking Opera.

Are the people in it singing so well? As a modern person, he really can't appreciate it, and the opera of the entire feudal dynasty has been popular.

His head flashed, and he seemed to have spotted a business opportunity.

The main focus of this restaurant is to nourish the stomach, so most of the audience is the elderly or people with a bad stomach, but most of them are elderly.

After all, as we age, the organs in the body also age, and the gastrointestinal system becomes less digestible to the food we eat.

I didn't notice it before, but now that I think about it, these people are probably seventy or eighty years old, or even eighty or ninety years old.

That is, people in the twenties, thirties and forties of the last century, when there was no television in China at that time, and movies were only available in big cities such as Magic City or Kyoto and Flower City.

Therefore, there were many opera troupes in various places in that era, which opened every day or on a fixed day every week, and sang this kind of Peking Opera.

At that time, there was no fun, and they spent their childhood listening to Peking Opera, just like what people now call memory killing.

What people like at the beginning, even if there is something better to replace them, they will still like the original one, except, of course, people.

Just like the current generation of the 80s and 90s, when you brush Douyin and brush up on Huluwa, Sailor Moon, Slam Dunk and other cartoons of that period, you will stop and watch them.

And like these grandfathers and grandmothers, they watch it with relish, even if their children say they are naïve, they still like to watch it.

Perhaps what these people listen to is not Peking Opera, but a kind of feelings, memories of the past and youthful youth.

In this case, why don't you find a troupe by yourself, build a stage in the hall, and perform in the store every day, will it attract more customers?

He was pleased with his idea and smiled triumphantly.

But I saw that the people inside were still singing, and the people outside the door were still listening quietly.

Time seemed to freeze, and the old people outside the door fell into memories.

In that era when science and technology were not developed, the stage at the entrance of the village carried 90% of the joy of their childhood.

Whenever someone in the family celebrates a birthday or a New Year's holiday, the adults in the family will take the children to the village entrance to watch the big play.

At that time, I didn't understand what the people on the stage were babbling and singing, I just thought that the big flower faces painted by the people above and the long costumes were so special.

I'm also curious about what the big flower face is painted with, there are so many things on the back and on the top of the head, isn't it heavy?

As I listened, I gradually fell in love with the tone.

With the flames of war on the land of the motherland, many opera troupes could not continue to operate and went out of business, and then after a long period of time, various major events occurred, and Peking Opera was slowly drowned in the long stream of history.

Nowadays, it is difficult to hear someone singing in life.

I don't know who this person is inside?

Maybe it's the same as himself, a young man who learned and loves Peking Opera when he was young.

It seemed as if a whole century had passed, and the voices inside finally stopped, and only a round of applause could be heard from the room.

The manager of the restaurant knocked lightly on the door, and Tingting, who was closest to the door, quickly went to open the door.

The moment she opened the door, Tingting was a little confused, why are there so many people at the door?

And there are a lot of grandfathers and grandmothers, and there are many young people of the same age, all holding their mobile phones, so have they been standing at the door for a long time?

"Tingting, who is it?" Yang Mi saw that Tingting, who opened the door, didn't speak for a long time, so she looked at the door.

This look frightened her and quickly retracted her neck.

Why are there so many people at the door?

Could it be that his whereabouts have been known again?

Thinking of the situation when she was surrounded by Su Yang in the hot pot restaurant last time, she shuddered, this time she took her grandmother and aunt with her, if she encountered such a situation, I am afraid that she could only take photos for them one by one and sign them before leaving.

You can't leave your grandmother and aunt and run away by jumping out of the window.

She had some headaches.

Yang Mi simply got under the table.

Grandma and aunt looked at Yang Mi's sudden actions and were at a loss, "Mi, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Shhhh

My aunt turned her head and saw a large group of people standing outside the door, and she pulled her grandmother's clothes and looked out of the door.

Grandma turned her head to look at it and muttered in surprise: "When did so many people stand at the door?" ”

Immediately understood that his granddaughter was a big star, and he also kept his mouth shut.

Su Yang had just finished singing "The Drunken Concubine", he was very thirsty, and he was sitting on the edge of the table drinking water.

"Uh...... I don't know, you ...... And is there anything else you guys are up to? Tingting spoke at a loss.