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Chapter 821: Make a Movie


<content> "Do you want me to help them?"

After a meal, bidding farewell to Zhao Yikang and the four of them, Lin Ruofeng and Guan Yanmiao walked and couldn't help but ask.

He knew that Guan Yanmiao would not take him out for a meal for no reason, even if he asked about opera-related matters, he could stay in the house and tell Guan Yanmiao, and when the time came, Guan Yanmiao would convey it to Zhao Yikang and others.

"Zhao Lao is a highly respected person, and opera is also the quintessence of my country, as the director of radio and television, sitting in this position, you have to do something, so that you are worthy of this position."

Guan Yanmiao smiled faintly and said.

"If you are willing, I will be happy, if you are unwilling, I will not blame you, after all, this matter cannot be solved by one person."

Lin Ruofeng smiled and said, "But if you don't try, how do you know?"

” "Won't you be embarrassed?"

When the official heard this, a smile appeared on his face, but he looked at Lin Ruofeng a little nervously.

Lin Ruofeng shook his head lightly and said with a smile: "We are husband and wife, we can do something for you, where can we talk about it?"

” "But it's always hard."

Seeing Lin Ruofeng's head, the official said that Lin Ruofeng shook his head, raised his eyebrows, but became worried again.

"So, I can only try."

Lin Ruofeng smiled bitterly.

"Tomorrow, you help me make an appointment with Zhao Lao, and I'll pay a visit."

"Good!"

As he spoke, Guan Yanmiao picked up the phone, dialed a number, talked a few words, and hung up the phone.

"How?"

Seeing this, Lin Ruofeng couldn't help asking.

"Elder Zhao said welcome!"

Guan Yan smiled wonderfully. ......

"Aha, welcome, welcome!"

In the old-fashioned house, when Zhao Yikang heard the arrival of Lin Ruofeng, he hurriedly put down the teacup, then hurried to the door with his cane, laughing and talking while walking.

Chen Kuo was beside Zhao Yikang, seeing this, for fear that his master would be injured in an accident, so he hurriedly followed, you must know that his master is eighty-seven years old.

Living to this age, almost living one more day to earn one day, no one knows, today's lively and energetic, does it mean that this is just a return to the light?

"Old Zhao!

The kid has come to visit you. ” Lin Ruofeng carried the tea leaves, also greeted him, and replied with a smile.

"Haha, Teacher Lin came to visit the old man, it really made the old man ashamed, it was the old man who asked for advice, but let Teacher Lin come to the door in person."

Zhao Yikang shook his head and replied.

"That kid invites Zhao Lao to come to the house for tea next time?"

Lin Ruofeng said with a smile.

"That's a blessing!"

Zhao Yikang also laughed.

"Come on, sit inside!"

Lin Ruofeng nodded slightly, and then looked carefully.

Zhao Yikang is a big name in the opera industry, from the late Qingming Dynasty to the present, he has experienced ups and downs, and has lived to a new era, but he still lives in this kind of Kyoto courtyard.

When Lin Ruofeng walked in, he saw four or five children about a few years old, practicing in Peking Opera costumes.

"Hehe, Teacher Lin, these children were adopted by the master, and they are still young, so the master taught them Peking Opera."

Chen Kuo saw Lin Ruofeng's surprise and hurriedly helped explain.

"Of course, they were not forced, and the children were also interested in Peking Opera."

Lin Ruofeng was relieved, after all, in this era, almost no one wants to send their children to learn Peking Opera, right?

However, this is undoubtedly a kind of sadness for Zhao Yikang or Peking Opera.

Zhao Yikang may have adopted these children because he was afraid that Peking Opera would decline like this, and even cut off the inheritance.

It's okay to say that Zhao Yikang is selfish, after all, he didn't force his children to study, and with his current status, it is undoubtedly a good life choice for these adopted children.

However, seeing these children wearing Peking Opera costumes and learning to sing in a decent manner, Lin Ruofeng was a little surprised by the practice, and it is not that no one likes Peking Opera.

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It's just that modern people are exposed to too many other things, these children are not like children from ordinary families, they don't have computers, mobile phones and the like, they are very pure, so they are also willing to learn this Peking Opera.

"Old Zhao, I came to visit you this time because I wanted to watch a play."

Lin Ruofeng said with a smile.

"Haha, if you look at something else, maybe you don't have it here, but play, you're in the right place."

Zhao Yikang laughed.

"Chen Kuo!"

"Master!"

Chen Kuo hurriedly responded.

"Why don't you sing a song to Mr.

Lin?"

Zhao Yikang said with a smile.

"I can't ask for it."

Chen Kuo responded.

"I don't know what you want to hear, Mr.

Lin?"

Immediately, he seemed to think of something, and said, "Haha, why don't I sing a piece of "Ode to Pear Blossoms" to Mr.

Lin?"

” Lin Ruofeng nodded.

"Pear blossoms bloom, spring brings rain; Pear blossoms fall ......"

I have to say that Chen Kuo's skills are still very deep, and the song "Ode to Pear Blossoms" sang Lin Ruofeng quite amazingly.

If you listen to it in a lively place, you may not feel anything amazing, but it is really enjoyable to listen to such a passage in this quiet old house alone.

When Chen Kuo was singing, the children who practiced the exercises were all attracted to come over, and they gathered around one by one to listen to Chen Kuo's singing.

"Bang Bang!!"

When Chen Kuo finished singing, the children applauded.

"Yo, the little rocks are coming around, too?"

Seeing this, Zhao Yikang laughed, looking like he liked this group of children very much.

"Grandpa!"

A group of children gathered around and shouted in unison.

"Hahaha, come, I'll introduce you, this is Mr.

Lin, that's a big name, if you can be favored by Mr.

Lin, you can become a big horn."

Zhao Yikang said with a smile.

When Lin Ruofeng heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, Zhao Yikang would look for an opportunity, but Lin Ruofeng still smiled: "You can also sing?"

” "Yes!"

Everyone said in unison.

Lin Ruofeng pointed to the small stone called by Zhao Yikang, this doll is about ten years old, and it is the oldest among the children.

"What do you sing?"

Xiaoshi's eyes lit up, he got up with a smile, patted his chest, and said, "I will sing Farewell My Concubine!"

” Immediately, he was a little embarrassed: "But I can't sing alone!"

” Lin Ruofeng said: "It's okay, you can find someone to come along!"

” "I, I, I!!"

At this moment, a delicate girl raised her hand.

"I'll sing with Brother Stone!"

The two happened to be wearing the costumes of the overlord Xiang Yu and Farewell Concubine, which was also a coincidence.

"It seems that today, the day you and I will be separated.......

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Finish!

” With the opening of the small stone, Lin Ruofeng watched another good show.

The time of parting.

Lin Ruofeng said to Zhao Yikang: "Old Zhao, this Peking Opera is quite interesting, I don't want it to decline like this."

I wanted to make a film about Peking Opera, which was a favor. ” Zhao Yikang and Chen Kuo's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and said, "Thank you, Teacher Lin!"

” Lin Ruofeng stopped and said, "Of course, this drama is not completely Peking Opera.

After a pause, Lin Ruofeng looked at the child who went to practice again, and said, "I'm afraid that when the time comes, I'm afraid I will have to invite Zhao Lao's little corner here." ” "Hahaha, it's their blessing that Teacher Lin can use them."

Zhao Yikang laughed and said, it was already a very lucky thing to be able to get Lin Ruofeng's help.

Who doesn't know that Lin Ruofeng's movies are now popular all over the country?

If Lin Ruofeng makes a movie for Peking Opera, the response and influence are far stronger than their publicity.

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