Chapter 510: Little Cao Xuan
"Sen Jing is sick, Nong is Xiangning, he can speak two words of Shanghainese, it's amazing...... (Neurotic, these rednecks are really...... )”
A man is also a man with a strong mouth.
He shrugged his shoulders and shouted back to the person next to him with a few words of Shanghainese that he had learned not long ago.
The national crisis is at the head.
Everyone was holding back a smoldering anger in their hearts.
With Martian in his words.
There are always gossips in the streets, and jokes about the people of the magic capital are xenophobic, petty, and not allowed outsiders.
But the people in Shanghai also really love the land under their feet and love deeply.
Then again.
The Bund Morning Bell, Yu Garden Elegance, Fengjing Painting, Sheshan Cui......
Whoever he is, whether he is a foreigner or a local.
When he stepped on this land, he felt the sound of the Huangpu River, as if he was breathing with the city, watching the street lights light up in turn in the sunset.
Who can not instantly fall in love with this colorful ten miles of neon?
Thousands of sea waves, modern high-rise buildings, trams and ships, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and even the cocooned sounds of the ears from childhood to adulthood are the warmest emotional sustenance in a person's life.
Who wouldn't be like a baby bump, firmly covering his heart with hot blood?
The clouds of their hometown and the river of their hometown are their mothers to the Orientals, and they are the most precious and cherished things on the tip of their hearts.
Whether it's the Songhua River or the Huangpu River.
It's all the same.
The good in Shanghai is the Shanghai of the Dongxia people.
The bad in Shanghai is also the Shanghai of the Dongxia people, and it is also the mother of the natives in the hometown.
Who dares to say that your mother is not good, how can people not have a problem with him?
Even the girls at Paramount Hall, day and night, singing "Night Shanghai, Night Shanghai".
There may be many old people who secretly scold and scold their cigarettes and look flattering, and they don't know how to check them.
The newspaper also has two heads in three days, often some national disasters at the head, and every day there is a young lady beauty competition, which is not like a current editorial.
But after all, it's your own business.
Behind closed doors, the elders and uncles of the local village scolded.
Outsiders can't be scolded.
Even the dignified comedy superstar Poplin (note), who specially brought his wife to Shanghai for a few months to visit Paramount, didn't he have to give a thumbs up there!
(Note: i.e. Chaplin, Chaplin.) According to the Cantonese pronunciation, some Shanghai newspapers translated it in the early Republic of China. )
Take 10,000 steps back.
Even if it has a thousand kinds of no, ten thousand are not good.
But the girls in Shanghai are also their own daughters, where can they talk about the Japanese deflated three to bully?
Seeing the little devil pressing forward step by step under the wolf's ambition.
Not only the soldiers of the 19th Army are waiting for them, but although the local men in Shanghai are chirped by the northern Yankees laughing at their mother-in-law, how can they lack the determination and blood courage to coexist with the land under their feet, life and death?
But when the newspaper sent Dean Wang from Nanjing, the anger in everyone's hearts set off, and there was nowhere to vent.
The officials in the conference room of the Executive Yuan of the State Government, Chairman Jiang, and President Wang, probably have some complicated considerations and judgments about the situation, and the common people do not know much about it, but even if they are water vendors and illiterate grandfathers, when they see the contents of the newspaper, they always feel that they are holding a breath in their hearts.
It's not a taste to read.
Persuasion?
What is the meaning that all walks of life should be persuaded tactfully,
The cruisers of the Japanese invaders have all sailed over, and if it is useful to persuade Wanwei, how can the three eastern provinces be lost?
If the little devil is willing to listen to persuasion, then he is still a little devil!
Everyone was angry, but they were a little confused, and they were all holding their breath in their hearts, and they didn't know how much momentum they had when they spoke.
When he speaks, his tone is not very pleasant.
One comes and goes,
And the people quarreled.
It was the woman wearing a cheongsam with a lapel next to her who tightly pulled the man's arm, and used the unique delicacy of a Shanghai woman to keep whispering "If you have something to say", the farce that was gradually heating up was calmed down.
"I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, it was really disappointing."
The man waved a newspaper and dispersed the crowd around him.
He loosened the tie around his neck and reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Then he took out a Tissot pocket watch from his bosom, looked at the time, and then looked up and asked.
"Little prodigy, have you finished painting, it's almost two teas."
The intersection in front of Nanjing Road was originally a spacious passage for foreign horses to enter and exit the racecourse.
Later, in the 34th year of Guangxu, the earliest tram stations in Dongxia were built, and the road surface was crisscrossed by dark and solid iron quinoa tracks, like a chessboard.
On both sides of the chessboard correspond to the seven-storey Baroque landmark Shanghai Sincere Building, and the Wing On Department Store, which has been topped out and is preparing to open.
This is the most prosperous and busy place in the whole old Shanghai.
A child who looked to be only five or six years old, or at most seven or eight years old, sat at a chair in the café in front of the building.
Holding a sketchpad in his hand.
The sound of the newsboys running, the chattering of people, the shouting of the peddlers selling pears and sweet dates, the reading of the newspaper, the noise, the quarrels, the jingle of the running wheels of the tram through the cracks in the tracks.
The sound is in your ears.
The child stared at the drawing board as if he was calm and peaceful, drawing with a charcoal pen in his hand, deaf to the complicated sounds of the outside world.
The faces of children who are a few years old have the tranquility of dozens of old monks.
It seems to have been settled.
This is Cao Xuan, a prodigy who everyone in Shanghai is amazed by.
They had already heard of the majesty of this closed disciple in the art world.
Last year, coinciding with the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, people from the literary and artistic circles gathered in the south to set up a fundraising committee in Xinwu, and charity performances, charity sales, and masters gathered.
A total of more than 270,000 yuan of legal currency was raised, and the materials were not counted.
Meantime.
Cao Xuan, the newly closed disciple of the head of the Southern School Painting Sect, has also become completely famous.
The entertainment edition of Ta Kung Pao published a photo taken by a reporter at the fundraising venue with the caption "Yu Yu in the North and Cao in the South, Painting in the South and Painting in the North, Bright for a While, the Wonders of the World".
The saying "Cao in the north and Cao in the south, painting in the south and painting in the north" was passed on by the literati as a strange talk in the world for a while.
The "Northern Yu" in the North Yu and Nan Cao refers to the grandsons of Cheng Changgeng, Zhang Erkui, and Yu Sansheng in the old students of the Tongguang Thirteen Absolute Three Dingjia, and the disciple Yu Shuyan of the great opera master Tan Xinpei in the last year of his life.
can make Tan Xinpei, the king of the Lingjie at that time, the first corner of the world, at the age of seventy, and can't help but think of accepting an apprentice, naturally he will not be an ordinary person.
Yu Shuyan has been a famous prodigy in the Peking Opera industry since he was a child.
Twenty-five years of Guangxu.
Yu Shuyan was only eight years old when he took the stage to take the role.
The house was full of surprise.
The world thinks that he has already obtained the essence of his father's typhoon when he is only a young man, and is expected to become the leader of the Peking Opera industry in the next 30 years.
In an instant, it resounded all over the country with the stage name "Xiaoxiao Yu Sansheng".
By the thirties.
Yu Shuyan has been famous in Beijing for half a year, and he is a super master of northern theater art.
first provoked the pillar of Yuqun Club with Mei Lanfangmei's boss, and then co-founded the Double Victory Club with Yang Xiaolou, and as the founder of the Yu School, he and Mei Lanfang established the National Drama Association in Beijing.
This is the time when his fame shines the brightest, and Mr. Yu may feel ridiculous when he reads the newspaper.
As a number of people in the world, a church meeting can easily reach hundreds of oceans!
The one who was called with him in the newspaper, the "Nan Cao" of the North Yu Nan Cao, the "Nan Cao" who was bright in the south and the north for a while......
It's still a kid in open crotch pants.
But.
The newspaper man lifted a small doll to the point of being on a par with the Yu family, and there was a reason for joking.
The birth inheritance of the two people does have a certain degree of similarity.
According to the rules of the old times, compared to the Yu family, even Cao Xuan may be more prominent.
There should be no distinction between high and low occupations.
However, in the eyes of the evaluators at the time, Yu Shuyan was the grandson of a famous ling.
And Cao Xuan is from the Cao family in Xin'an.
He was Qianlong, Daoguang, the prime minister of the Jiaqing Three Dynasties, a calligraphy artist, and a distant nephew and great-grandson of Cao Zhenyong of Hanzhongtang among the eight famous ministers of the Qing Dynasty.
Of course, in fact, this unpopular relationship is no better than the famous words in the newspapers of the Republic of China at that time that ridiculed Zhang Ailing to show off her family background - "A chicken was killed in the Pacific Ocean, and Shanghainese people ate the tap water of the Huangpu River, so they said that they had drunk chicken soup, and Baganzi couldn't beat a relative." "How close is it?
(Zhang's great-grandfather was Li Hongzhang.) )
It was his teacher who really changed his fate.
In the last year of his life, Tan Xinpei accepted Yu Shuyan as an apprentice.
Entrusted by his family, Cao Xuan held an apprenticeship ceremony in his infancy from the first year he was born when he was less than a year old.
was touched by the head of the Southern Painting Sect and told the world-
"This child is the closed disciple of my life."
Extraordinary people have extraordinary actions.
Yu Shuyan carried the horn at the age of eight.
At the disaster relief meeting, the great painting master sent a small line-drawn portrait of Cao Xuan to the charity sold, and then took back the small statue, took out a cash check from the central bank with "Wu Yuan Quan" written on it from his arms, threw it into the donation alley, and said to the masters in the audience, "My disciple, when he is twenty years old, this painting will be worth 50,000 yuan".
Cao Xuan was only five years old.
The whole world was shocked.
If you don't be surprised, you can't do it.
The old man is so cool and so fucking artistic, which can be called a model of performance art and marketing during the Republic of China.
A full 50,000 yuan.
It is also to motivate the younger generation.
The giant of the painting sect is the giant, and the great master is the great master.
It's really tall and hard to get out of the way.
Extraordinary.
This is more than a few dimensions higher than the old man Gu picking and searching, and taking out 500 US dollars to buy the first painting in his grandson's life.
This check, with a face value equivalent to about 4 million yuan today, is worth two of the most fashionable Rolls-Royce or Buick Century luxury cars of the year.
Lu Xun taught at Peking University, and his income was 4500 to 4800 fiat currency all year round, which was already a high salary in the intellectual circles.
Others are too expensive.
The old gentleman in order to support the scene for his baby closed the door, for the first crisp sound of the young phoenix, the "ding" was loud enough.
Raise your hand.
It is Brother Xun'er's ten-year salary, and the old man Baishi's 5,000 fans are thrown out.
Think of it this way.
Seventy years later, when Tang Ning debuted at the Magic Capital Biennale at the age of 20 and won the gold medal, Mr. Cao happily ordered an imported sports car directly from the UK to give to his apprentice.
It's not that hard to understand.
It's all genetic.
They are all masters who take money and don't pay for it.
No matter how Mr. Yu Shuyan is a drama master, he may not be able to earn 50,000 yuan when he comes in the wind and rain all year round, sings in the hall, and says something that is not good.
So this statement of "North Yu Nancao" sounded a little speechless to him.
But he is not aggrieved.
The prodigy Cao Xuan, even overnight, became completely famous.
Zhang Ailing said - it is too early to be famous, and it is no longer too early for Cao Xuan to become famous.
If it's early, you'll have to go to the womb early.
The speed of the spread of the name, the high marketing cost, and the number of times it has been mentioned by the market tabloids, mentioning "five years old and fifty thousand, isn't it a hundred years old and one million" gossip.
Half a century later, Aunt Anita Mui, who became a child star in the red corner of Hong Kong's Liyuan at the age of 4, may only be willing to lose there.
Yu also hugged Cao Xuan very generously and took a photo in front of the reporter's camera to make the cover of the column.
After the Jiangnan fundraiser, the rest of the family returned to Beiping, Jinmen and other places to tour.
And Cao Xuan's master took him to continue south.
Shanghai is an open and drunken businessman, and merchants from the south and north gather here, making it the trade hub of the entire Far East.
It is like a huge vase of 31.8 square miles, where the beauty and ugliness of the world, the prosperity and decay of the country, are intertwined.
Shanghai and Beiping are the two eyes of the wind that affect the entire literary and artistic situation of the Republic of China.
If you want to be the successor of the next generation of painting sects, you have to see if you can gain a firm foothold in the magic capital.
Everyone wonders whether this genius prodigy who can exchange one painting for two sets of three courtyards is really the reincarnation of a painting saint with three heads and six arms.
When Pollin came to the Xinguang Grand Stage in Shanghai, after watching the script of "The Burning of the Red Lotus Temple" and hearing the paragraph in the newspaper, he specially proposed that he wanted to meet this artistic genius, and the financier Sir Elie Kadoorie invited him to a celebrity dinner at the newly built luxury hotel in Pudong.
Even the poet Xu Zhimo's father, Xu Shenru, an industrialist in the late Qing Dynasty who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, was a little touched by the comments in the newspaper and moved the idea of inviting him to his home for coffee.
The prodigy Cao Xuan has even become a peculiar cultural phenomenon in the magic capital.
Because there are too many curious Shanghai citizens who want to witness Cao Xuan's true face, businessmen have discovered the business opportunities, and the owner of Xin'an Department Store has gathered popularity for the newly opened department store and increased social popularity.
Cao Xuan's apprentice, who was specially hired with a lot of money, came to the store, and he was in the open air in front of the door for more than ten years for portraits.
(End of chapter)