Entertainment Dad: A father sings the whole school!

Chapter 54 Another Tourist

After the prelude, Tang Yu's soft and magnetic voice sounded slowly.

It's like telling the past 2000 years ago to the present:
"The sand in the Chu River gathers and disperses."

"The vicissitudes of the sun and the moon change."

"How many beauties in troubled times change with a long sigh."

"Who ever broke through the Qin Pass with a giant deer?"

"Thousands of miles of war and blood stained..."

"After all, it's just a breeze."

Qin Wenshu's wife, Li Ping, couldn't help but nodded and said in admiration:

"The lyrics are also very well written, incorporating many historical allusions from the Chu and Han Dynasties."

"It can be heard that Tang Yu's literary skills are very profound."

Qin Wenshu glanced at his wife in surprise, and was also shocked.

His wife, Li Ping, is an associate professor at the Department of Literature of Yenching Normal University.

The eyes are always above the top, and most of the popular songs like the current ones are worthless for her to criticize.

It was the first time he had seen his wife praise a song so much.

It seems that this Tang Yu is really not simple.

And Qin Xiuhuai's little grandson, Qin Luo, although he was only six years old, couldn't quite understand what the adults were saying.

But growing up in such an artistic family.

At a young age, Qin Luozi has been deeply influenced.

The little guy also thought this song was very nice, and kept nodding along with the rhythm.

"Like the spear to level the world."

"This farewell is difficult."

"Yuxi Yuxi tears have flowed down my eyes."

"Drink the warmth and coldness of this cup with you."

"The west wind keeps blowing memories all night long."

"Turn on the lamp while drunk to watch the sword and concubine dancing~~"

Mr. Qin sat up straight all the time, listening intently.

It wasn't until the word Lan Shan came out that a ray of light burst out from the old man's cloudy eyes.

coming!

Tang Yu's drama is coming!

As the No.1 Peking opera in the world.

Qin Xiuhuai cared most, and of course, what worried him most was whether Tang Yu's opera part was still amazing.

"Gaixia is chaotic, and the songs of Chu are everywhere!"

"Sorrowful, resign from the king, drink the sword, and the blood will freeze to the frost!"

"It's hard to let go of a piece of the past, so why not~"

"The place where your soul returns is boundless~"

Mr. Qin nodded his head heavily, and said "yes" suddenly!
"The swords and swords of the Han soldiers were chaotic, breaking the moonlight~"

"I'm alone in a boat by the river, I don't think about it for the rest of my life~"

"It's hard to let go of a piece of the past, so what's the matter~"

"I will share the mountains and rivers with you in the next life~~
When you hear the last part of the play.

Tang Yu's high-pitched voice was more like a clear spring.

It was deeply infused into the hearts of Qin Xiuhuai and others, as if blessings reached the soul at that moment, all limbs and bones floated up.

After the extreme astonishment, Qin Xiuhuai's old body kept trembling slightly.

On the old face covered with traces of time, muddy tears rolled down.

And this is not because I was moved by the sadness in the song "Yu Xitan".

"My Longguo opera finally has a successor, hahaha!"

Qin Xiuhuai laughed heartily, with tears in his smile.

But there is something in the tears, but it is the satisfaction and comfort from the heart!
"Mom, why is grandpa crying and laughing at the same time?"

"Is this the dumbfounding that the teacher taught in class?"

Seeing this, Qin Luo looked at Old Master Qin curiously, and asked in a childlike manner.

"Stupid child, idioms can't be used indiscriminately like this, your grandpa is so happy..." Li Ping laughed dumbfounded, and patted his head.

On the other side, after listening to Tang Yu's new song.

The warm blood in Mr. Qin's chest that was gradually cooling down became hot again!
What about getting old?
When a hero grows old, he has nothing else to think about, and stays fresh in the world!
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Longguo, Ping'an County.

After the noisy tourists during the day have dispersed.

The dilapidated stage at midnight was empty and silent.

Since the fire of "Red Actress", this long-abandoned stage in Ping'an County has become a new Internet celebrity attraction.

There are countless tourists and passers-by who come to take pictures and check in, hoping to find a trace of Pei Yanzhi in the background story of "Red Ling".

But everyone also came in a hurry, passed by in a hurry, and after the joy was over, they left a mess.

No one really cares about this stage that has survived the turmoil of war and is still standing.

It is like a narrator standing in the dark, silently narrating the historical vicissitudes it carries.

"Hush-hush-"

A rustling sound suddenly sounded in the silence.

I saw an old man with white hair and simple clothes, holding a broom, sweeping away the rubbish and litter of the tourists one by one.

After working for a long time, the old man stopped working and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

No one in the surrounding neighborhood knew the details of the old man's life experience.

All they knew was that this old man had been living alone near the stage since they could remember, and had come to clean it for many years.

No official or individual paid for him, as if it was an old man's natural obligation.

After cleaning, the old man would often stand under the stage, silently looking at the stage in a daze.

In this way, the old man spent another ordinary day.

Tonight was no exception.

After cleaning, the old man stood in the same position off the stage as before, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.

But unlike in the past, he took out a slightly outdated old smartphone with trembling hands.

This was given to the old man by a tourist who stopped at night.

The kind girl also specially helped the old man download a song and taught him how to use it.

"Look, grandpa, just click here, and click here again."

"This is Tang Yu's new song. It is said that his last song "Chi Ling" was written about the stage in front of us."

Recalling what the little girl said just now, and what she said that the singer named Tang Yu did for the quintessence of Chinese opera.

So, the old man followed suit and clicked on the only song "Yu Xitan" on the list.

Suddenly, bursts of singing sounded.

There was a satisfied smile on the old man's mouth, and tears in his eyes.

Facing the empty stage, he muttered to himself:

"Uncle Yan, the world has not completely forgotten your existence."

"In this era of happiness and peace, there are still people who remember your last swan song in the raging war!"

Tang Yu...

Tang Yu...

The old man repeated the name repeatedly in his heart, and suddenly felt a little familiar.

He vaguely remembered many years ago.

An equally moonlit night.

It seems that here, he met another tourist who impressed him deeply.

It was a young man with a backpack on his back and a high-spirited look.

He is polite and easy-going, but always avoids pedestrians, as if he is afraid of being recognized.

The young man walked and stopped all the way in the county, and stopped until he was under the stage, and chatted with the old man who was cleaning.

When he learned of the historical past that had been buried in the dust for a long time.

The young man let out a long sigh, and left a few words very seriously:
"I didn't expect that there are such touching stories in this world."

"I'll let this story be remembered, but... how to do it well?"

"That's right! I'll write a song based on it in the future. I'm destined to be a singer anyway."

"Old man, remember my name. My name is Tang Yu. One day, you will definitely hear my singing."

(End of this chapter)