I donated 100 million at the beginning

Shangguan only felt his eyes go blank.

Years of hard work came to naught.

When fainting.

Shangguan vaguely heard the voice of the housekeeper.

"Take the official out."

End of this chapter

Chapter 312 Bright as Gold

Chapter 312 Bright as Gold

On the stage.

Following Yu Ji, she killed herself.

The one-and-a-half-hour performance of Peking Opera Farewell My Concubine came to an end.

This one and a half hours.

Everyone in the Hu family class is doing their best to perform.

After the performance, many people's necks were covered with sweat, and their backs were wet.

However, despite this, the eyes of everyone in the Hu family class revealed endless joy.

They looked at the audience, there were hundreds of guests, but none of them left.

For them, there has never been such an experience.

Most of the time, as soon as the opera starts, people will leave, until the end, there are only a few people left sitting in the audience.

There was silence for a few seconds.

A little surprise appeared on the young man's expression.

For them, they have never really seen a Peking Opera performance in their life, and their remarks about the decline of Peking Opera are all echoed by others.

I really didn't expect it.

It feels so wonderful to really experience Peking Opera once.

The actions, eyes, lines, tone, etc. of everyone on stage seem to have been refined countless times.

Like, no moisture at all.

It's all dry goods.

This allows everyone to gain a sense of experience that has never been experienced before.

A moment of silence.

"it is good!!"

"Wonderful!!"

"I have never experienced that Peking Opera is so special."

"I may have another hobby in the future."

"The quintessence of the country deserves to be the quintessence of the country."

"I can't wait to go online and watch other Peking operas."

"The Overlord's eyes are really vivid."

The audience cheered.

"Clap clap clap!"

Amidst the applause that shook the sky, everyone in Hu's class bowed to the guests, and then left one after another.

But even on stage, there was no one there.

The guests in the audience did not leave.

On the contrary, they talked about Farewell My Concubine and Peking Opera with full of interest.

For the first time, they had such a strong interest in the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"I heard that Concubine Yu is played by a man?"

"Male? Damn, it's real! That voice, that look, looks like a woman!"

"In ancient Beijing opera, women were not allowed to play. Hu's troupe has always adhered to this tradition. Some male actors have been practicing for more than ten years in order to practice the eyes of female characters."

"Ten years? Is it fake? Nowadays, young actors, don't they all train for two or three years before they come out to film."

"The threshold of singing is much higher than that of acting. One minute on stage, ten years off stage. I'm talking about them."

"Even with so much hard work, the money earned by the entire Hu family class in a year may not be as good as a happy day."

"Hey, but even so, they haven't been treated very well, and they were even laughed at by some people just now."

"Some people now belong to the hearts of the audience. It's none of my business. I just say it casually. Anyway, it's not me who hurts. Moreover, they prefer to sprinkle salt on the wound."

Someone brought up the old story again, and those young people among the guests who made a fuss before lowered their heads in shame.

Very regretful in my heart.

to be frank.

They also don't know why they suddenly booed before.

Maybe, just for fun.

Shangguan Wen Ren slightly closed his eyes, listening to the discussions of the guests around him, his heart was a little shaken.

As for the status of the national quintessence in the minds of young people, Shangguan Wen Ren is very clear about it.

before coming.

Shangguan Wenren also thought so.

It is estimated that there are not many people at the scene.