Chasing dreams Deyun started from the car accident Fenhewan

Chapter 476

In a short period of time, dozens of tables in the banquet hall were gradually filled up, but at the first table, where Master Mei was, few people dared to sit.

When Shen Changle led Zhang Huoding and the master of Jingyun Dagumen who came in later, and Li Shusheng, the master of master Wang Hui, into the hotel to the front table, Master Mei also stood up with a smile and said enthusiastically:
"Come, come, sit here, we are all masters, we must sit at the same table, and Huo Jia, come and sit with us, there is no one at our table, it seems a bit too deserted."

"Boss Mei, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. I am really lucky to have such a good opportunity to meet you today." Li Shusheng laughed.

Master Mei quickly waved his hands and said, "You're welcome, we are all of the same generation, and today we have a common disciple and grandson, so we should get closer and closer in the future. I used to chat with your master Bai Yunpeng. , how much older I am than you, you can just call me Brother Mei."

"It's okay, brother Mei, I'll listen to you." Li Shusheng smiled, and then greeted each other with Meng Guanglu, Zhang Huojia, Dong Yuanyuan and other famous Peking opera masters, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

However, when Shen Changle was apologizing to the two masters and was about to go back to the door to continue entertaining guests, a group of twenty or so Peking Opera actors walked over in a group not far away.

The smiles on the faces of the few leaders were bright, but for some reason, they always felt uglier than crying. Those who didn't know thought how much wronged these buddies had suffered.

Shen Changle frowned and thought about it for a long time, until he saw Jin Ye huddled in the middle of the team, he suddenly understood, isn't this the member of the anti-Shen Changle alliance on Weibo? ? ?
Immediately, Shen Changle understood what the group of people wanted to do, and left in no hurry. With a smile on his lips, he stood behind Mei Baozhu, without saying a word, just quietly preparing to watch the show.

"Hey, you're all here. You don't need to stand while you sit. I'm also here today to have a meal. Everyone is willing to come here today to support my disciples and grandchildren's apprenticeship ceremony. It's for our Peking Opera Mei School, and Beijing Rhyme Dagu Bai School. I would like to thank everyone on behalf of the two of you, don't be restrained, just sit down."

Master Mei looked at a group of people who were laughing uglier than crying, and instantly understood what it meant. He sipped his tea with his legs crossed, and said the scene in a neutral tone.

As soon as Master Mei opened his mouth, the faces of several representatives in front of the crowd became more and more bitter. They had scolded Fang Qiong on Weibo before, but their complacent expressions were no longer visible, like little chickens seeing a big eagle.

The lively banquet hall not far away immediately fell silent, and the voices of talking and chatting were quieted down.

Those who were able to receive the invitation were either related to the Mei School of Peking Opera, or the Bai School of Jing Yun Drum School. Although the actors of Jing Yun Drum School were relatively low-key, it was naturally impossible not to know what happened on Weibo some time ago.

"Hey, it's not good to offend anyone, isn't it courting death to offend the descendants of the Mei faction?" A Peking Opera actor who was far away whispered with a low laugh.

"That's right, they are all famous figures in the Beijing opera world. When they meet Mr. Mei, they all dare not fart. If I knew it, why would I do it now?" someone echoed.

"Hahaha, the main thing is that they didn't expect Master Mei to value Shen Changle so much. They all wanted to step on Shen Changle's fame and get angry, and they couldn't blame others."

One of the leaders of the pleading group bit the bullet and said flatteringly: "Master Mei, everyone, we didn't mean to deliberately target your disciple Shen Changle, it was just... just..."

Shen Changle also quickly nodded and agreed: "Master, these seniors really didn't deliberately target me, they just said that I can't sing Peking Opera, I don't deserve to learn Peking Opera, it will ruin the traditional art of Peking Opera, and make the quintessence of the country impure .”

"puff………………"

"Pfft..."

"Cough cough cough cough!!! Mmm..."

It's not someone farting, but the weird noises made by people on other tables in the banquet hall because they couldn't suppress their laughter.

"Good guy, I thought he was going to persuade his master to let them go. Dare to provoke trouble? Originally, Shen Changle had many honest children, but your apprentice taught me... I really don't know what to say." Mistress Bai Huiming laughed at the table beside him.

Yu Qian covered his mouth and gasped for a long time before he finally suppressed the urge to burst out laughing, but when he heard what his wife said, he quickly retorted:

"Don't talk nonsense, it's because he has a bad heart, but he doesn't show it in front of you, if you don't believe me, you can ask Guo Taoer... why is this a bit strange, forget it, just pretend I didn't say it .”

Master Mei's original serious expression almost couldn't be maintained, his tea drinking hands couldn't help shaking, and he couldn't help but glance at Shen Changle.

Shen Changle quickly stood up obediently and closed his mouth, expressing that he would never speak and caused trouble.

"Hehehe, I think Chang Le's "The Case of the Beauty" is pretty good. Anyway, among you people, I haven't seen anyone who can sing like him, not even those who specialize in colorful faces." Meng Guanglu He also took a sip of tea to help.

"Hehe, my nephew's "The Drunken Concubine" was directly used as a model for the apprentices of our Beijing Opera Troupe. Whoever can be compared will be able to graduate. Up to now, no one has been able to match. I don’t know. Some of you feel that my nephew's singing is not good, and I will ask you for advice on his behalf?" Dong Yuanyuan said.

"This...I...that...we didn't mean that..." A group of Beijing opera actors were about to cry with bitter faces, and they really didn't know how to explain it.

Master Mei gave Shen Changle a blank look, looked at the group of people in front of him and said in a gentle tone: "Actually, after all, my disciple and grandson have just become apprentices, and there are many things that need to be criticized and improved. In fact, a large part of everyone's criticism and improvement is Regarding your expectations, Changle, you also need to listen to everyone's opinions. Don't think that even if you are a teacher, you have learned well, you still have a lot to improve, and there are still many deficiencies. Everyone talks about you, but they actually care about you. Junior."

"There is no Mr. Mei! In fact, Shen Changle really has nothing to improve. It is our fault, because we were confused and said the wrong thing." The leading Peking Opera actor thought that Mr. Mei still has some weight in them, and planned to be a peacemaker. To make peace, the tense mood was about to relax, and he quickly wanted to explain and apologize.

Shen Changle raised his eyebrows, thinking that the master was going to take it lightly, but he heard the second sentence of Master Mei.

"No??? That means...you feel that my disciple has no shortcomings, and then you specifically speak ill of him??? Then you really mean to target my disciple, are you bullying my good temper, Mei Pai? ???" Master Mei changed his tone, and his tone instantly became extraordinarily severe.

"Mr. Mei, we are wrong, we are really wrong, Mr. Mei!!! We are not aiming at this, it is true that we have some small suggestions... Yes, it is a suggestion!!!" A group of Peking Opera actors were originally relaxed Some, Master Mei's rhetorical question scared a group of Peking opera actors to their knees.

"Okay, anyway, all Peking opera actors, I have never been a person who protects the calf. Everyone, you don't have to do whatever you want just because he is my grandson. You should be beaten and scolded. This will help him grow into a talent." , as long as it is for his own good, but... I will remember you all." The really unprotective Mr. Mei drank the tea and said the most protective words in the most flat tone.

(End of this chapter)