Master of Chinese Opera

Chapter 38 Publishing Channels
Early in the morning of the second day, I rushed to Yanjing People's Art Drama Club with the manuscript of "Qiu Haitang" and had a quick meeting with director Lin Sinan, then Shen Yuelou went to Pei Qingfeng's residence together under Lin Sinan's leadership.

Pei Qingfeng's home lives in Xiangluo Hutong, which is not too far away from Yanjing People's Art Drama Club. Lin Sinan asked the driver to park the car at the entrance of Xiangluo Hutong, and the two walked for more than 30 meters, and finally came to Pei Qingfeng's house forward.

Lifting his eyes to see the house number on it, Shen Yuelou lightly knocked on the door knocker.

Hearing the knock on the door, Pei Qingfeng walked slowly out of the courtyard with a cane.

Seeing Shen Yuelou and Lin Sinan when he opened the door, Pei Qingfeng couldn't help laughing loudly: "Hahaha, today's distinguished guests are here, but unfortunately I am not able to walk far enough to greet you. Please don't take offense if I am rude."

"Where is it, Mr. Pei really knows how to joke."

Hearing Pei Qingfeng's words, Lin Sinan quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "Mr. Shen and I have something to ask at your door today, how can I let you go out to meet me?"

"Hehe, I know that you are the master of the Three Treasures Palace, if you have nothing to do, you don't come to me."

After joking around, Pei Qingfeng led Shen Yuelou and Lin Sinan to the gate: "Director Lin, Teacher Shen, please come in quickly!"

"Thank you Mr. Pei!"

Walking into the courtyard together with Lin Sinan, Shen Yuelou could not help but look at Pei Qingfeng's residence curiously.

This is a three-entry courtyard house, covering a large area, with more than a dozen wing rooms inside and outside. There are also many fruits, vegetables, cherries, yellow apricots and other fruit trees planted in the courtyard, which looks elegant and full of vitality.

Tsk tsk tsk, in Yanjing City, if you want to buy such a courtyard house, you will have to spend at least hundreds of millions of Chinese yuan.

Moreover, there has always been a price but no market.

Think about it, those who can afford to live in a courtyard house must be rich or expensive. In most cases, they will probably not be reduced to selling courtyard houses to meet emergencies.

Walking through a courtyard and following into Pei Qingfeng's study room, Shen Yuelou's gaze was instantly attracted by the dozen or so calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall.

Li Qiuchan's landscapes, Wu Songyan's flowers and birds, Xie Zhenshi's wild grass...

Since childhood, Shen Yuelou has been very interested in antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but unfortunately, he has never been able to afford them.

Now, seeing the authentic works on the wall, as well as the screens, tables and chairs, porcelain, inkstones, pen holders, seals and other old things in the study, he couldn't help taking a few more hard look.

Mr. Pei is really rich!
Living in a courtyard house in the inner city of Yanjing, the study room is full of antiques, even the tables, chairs and benches are two or three hundred years old furniture...

Low-key luxury, gorgeous elegance, this is the life I yearn for.

Thinking of the fact that she now only has 420 million Huayuan, Shen Yuelou couldn't help feeling the difficulty of an ideal life.

It seems that if you want to live the kind of life you yearn for, you still have to work hard to earn more money!
Looking at the paintings on the wall of Pei Qingfeng's study, Shen Yuelou instantly found the goal of his struggle.

Antique calligraphy and painting, courtyard house!
Seeing Teacher Shen's eyes fixed on the ancient paintings on his wall, Pei Qingfeng couldn't help but chuckled and asked, "Hehe, does Teacher Shen know calligraphy and painting?
These are all authenticated by Master Liang, and they are all authentic. Does Teacher Shen like it?
Which one do you like, I will pick it off and give it to you. "

Hearing Pei Qingfeng's words, Shen Yuelou was slightly shocked.

give me?

These are authentic masterpieces!

Although it is not considered a treasure, unique product or unique product, it is not a problem for a pair of calligraphy and painting to sell for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Give away things worth hundreds of thousands of people casually, your hand is really generous!
"No, no, this is too expensive, I can't accept it."

Gently waving his hands, Shen Yuelou shook his head again and again: "I don't know calligraphy and painting, and I can't appreciate them when I take them back. I have ruined good things for nothing, and keeping them in Lao Pei's hands can highlight their value."

The relationship between him and Pei Qingfeng is not close, they are full of calculations, and there is only a one-time relationship at the Qingyuantang dinner.

When someone said they wanted a painting as a gift, it was just a polite remark, how could I really ask for it, because I was underestimated in vain.

Seeing Shen Yuelou's repeated refusal, Pei Qingfeng no longer forcefully sent him away, and looked at Teacher Shen with a hint of appreciation.

Although the act of sending the painting just now was sincere, it may not be without the intention of testing.

After confirming that there is no problem with Shen Yuelou's character, Pei Qingfeng initially recognized him.

He is a handy person.

"Mr. Pei, we are here this time. Teacher Shen has recently written a novel, and I would like you to correct it."

Sitting down on the two chairs in the study with Shen Yuelou, Lin Sinan directly expressed his intention to Pei Qingfeng.

After hearing Lin Sinan's words, Pei Qingfeng turned to look at Shen Yuelou and asked with a chuckle: "Oh, Teacher Shen can also write novels?"

Shen Yuelou nodded, and said modestly: "The writing is not good, it's just for self-entertainment."

"Hehe, our Teacher Shen is not only good at writing novels, the script of the play "Returning on a Snowy Night" that I am currently preparing is also written by Teacher Shen.

Moreover, in the drama "Returning on a Snowy Night", in order to match the corresponding plot, Mr. Shen also specially wrote two operas, "Red Flying at Night" and "Si Fan".

Although in the drama, Mr. Shen only wrote a short paragraph, but from a glimpse, we can see Mr. Shen's excellent skills in writing Peking opera scripts.

Oh, by the way, some time ago, the "Kite Mistake" that was widely circulated in Liyuan was also the work of Mr. Shen. "

"Oh, "Kite Mistakes" is actually Teacher Shen's work?"

Pei Qingfeng nodded, and couldn't help admiring: "Teacher Shen is really talented."

He just heard about the exquisitely structured story of "A Kite Mistake" by chance the day before yesterday, and he had never seen the performance of the Second Affiliated Middle School's New Year's Day Gala before, so he naturally didn't know that the play was written by Shen Yuelou.

After receiving the manuscript of "Begonia" from Lin Sinan, Pei Qingfeng also looked forward to Mr. Shen's work.

"...beat you to death,
A son will die with you,
……

"Dad doesn't know how to be happy when he sees mom!
Even though he refused to come to you, when he came here from his hometown, which day did he put down his mother's photo? "

In the car, Mei Bao whispered into Xiang Qi's ear again.

It's too late for them to know!
The car drove to the door of the small guest house where they lived. Through the car window, Xiangqi saw a sick car dispatched by the fire department, driving slowly westward. Exceptionally, many idlers were crowded, and there was a pool of blood on the cement.

She just stepped out of the carriage with Xiangqi, when suddenly a person rushed over.

"Sister! Sister!"

This is a girl from the Han family, trembling all over, her face turned pale with fright.

"Your father fell upstairs and died!"

.........

For more than two hours, Pei Qingfeng kept reading and meditating.

Looking at the end of "Begonia", Pei Qingfeng couldn't restrain the grief in his heart.

"A generation of famous actresses was brutally disfigured, what a pain and humiliation it must be!
He was released and returned home, but the wealth accumulated over the years was stolen by ungrateful servants.

After going through wars, he had to rely on street performances to raise his daughter Meibao.

He might have accumulated too much sorrow in his heart, that's why he chose to commit suicide when he was about to meet Luo Xiangqi.

He hoped that Luo Xiangqi's memory would always be the famous Huadan Qiu Haitang, who was in full bloom and beauty, instead of the ugly and down-and-out street performer now.

He couldn't bear that kind of scene..."

Pei Qingfeng wanted to scold Qiu Haitang for his weakness. It was clear that all the hardships were about to be over, so why bother to seek short-term consequences?

But isn't that the charm of the character?

Just because he was Qiu Haitang, just because of everything he had experienced, at that moment, he had only one chance to die.

If Qiu Haitang hadn't died, the ending would have been a reunion scene of a family of three, and the story would have lost a lot of color because of it.

"Begonia", it should have been a tragedy, a tragedy of the times.

"It's so well written. Begonias bloom after dusk, and I have all kinds of emotions in my heart. Wait a minute, I'll give Editor Yao a call."

With a sigh, Pei Qingfeng called Yao Yumin, the editor-in-chief of Huaxia Literature and Art Publishing House, under the expectant eyes of Shen Yuelou and Lin Sinan.

He knew that Lin Sinan and Teacher Shen came to look for him today, not only to let him review and comment on Teacher Shen's works, but also to ask him to help find a suitable publishing house to publish this novel.

Seeing the high quality of "Begonia", Pei Qingfeng was naturally willing to help Mr. Shen find a way to publish it.

"Old Yao, I read a good story today about Liyuan and Beijing Opera.

Come here, let me introduce you to a talented and talented writer. "

"Genius writer? Okay, I'll be right there."

About half an hour later, an upright silver-haired old man in a gray woolen suit walked into Pei's courtyard in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)