The years when I was an old man

What a smart person He Xiaoshi is, she naturally saw Liu Chang's hesitation.

Without thinking about it, she said again:

"Ms. Liu, my two friends just couldn't help but like you when they heard your big drum. So I put some flower baskets for you. I hope our abruptness didn't disturb you!"

Because he was still on stage, Liu Chang immediately smiled and said:

"Then please go backstage first, I'll be there later..."

The backstage of the theater is a bit messy.

Costumes and props for various performances are piled up everywhere.

On the yellowed white wall, there is a picture of scratching dust, which records the historical development of Shandong Kuaishu.

There is also an old-fashioned mirror frame hanging next to it, with various photos in it.

I stood aside and watched boredly, only to find that there was an acquaintance inside, Li Jianlu.

Li Jianlu in the photo, holding a pair of scissors, is cutting a ribbon against a big red silk.

The background is a small three-story building, and the upper floor is inlaid with several gold-plated characters, Quancheng Lihua Drum Opera Training School.

As I was watching, I saw the side curtain opened next to it.

Liu Chang, who had just stepped down, greeted He Xiaoshi politely:

"Mr. Reporter, I kept you waiting. Our backstage is a bit chaotic, let's talk here..."

Going to a small cramped room next to her, He Xiaoshi took out a notebook and a pen from her handbag.

She made the analogy, and said to Liu Chang straight to the point:

"Mr. Liu, I'm not being polite. Our trip to the north this time is to do a continuous report on the rescue of endangered music. Among them, there is a special report on our Qilu Pear Blossom Drum. I contacted the comrades of the Quancheng Music Association before. Next, they recommend Mr. Liu Chang. But in order to be more objective, we didn’t say hello, so let’s listen to Mr. Liu’s aria first. The opening of your voice really convinced us..."

He Xiaoshi's words completely convinced me.

I even have a feeling that He Xiaoshi is simply born with a thousand families.

She is ice and snow smart, pretending to be true.

In a few words, he explained clearly the reason why we came uninvited, and even found a high-sounding reason.

At the same time, he put a high hat on Liu Chang.

After saying these words, Liu Chang not only firmly believed, but also felt flattered.

The conversations the two started revolved around the rise and fall of the Ewha Drum.

When talking about the same, He Xiaoshi changed the subject and asked:

"We have traveled to many cities in the north. Some local entrepreneurs who love traditional repertoire will sponsor a troupe like ours. I would like to ask Mr. Liu Chang, has our troupe received such sponsorship? If not, I would like to take this opportunity to promote it and see if it can alleviate the current difficulties of our troupe..."

Without even thinking about it, Liu Chang immediately said:

"We have also received sponsorship, such as Li Jianlu, the boss of Quancheng Entertainment Company. He not only sponsored our theater troupe, but also specially opened an art school for opera training. He invited people from our theater troupe to be teachers, and wanted to train a batch of Young actors..."

"How about the enrollment situation? Is it effective?"

He Xiaoshi asked a very professional question.

Liu Chang sighed slightly, smiled wryly and shook his head:

"Don't mention it. Ten years ago, we could still recruit a few students. In recent years, not to mention paying fees, even free people have not come to learn. This year is even worse. There are only seven students in the whole school. Mr. Li I have to go to this school every year and pay a lot of money. The teachers of our troupe are also deeply moved by this..."

Hearing this, He Xiaoshi looked back at me.

The four eyes met, and at that moment, they understood each other's thoughts.

Xiaolu's investigation data has long shown that Li Jianlu is a chicken thief.

How could he be so stingy and spend so much money and energy on this art school?

"Then can we go to the school tomorrow? I want to write down the situation of the school and see if we can promote this art school by the way?"

As a reporter, there is nothing wrong with He Xiaoshi's words.

Unexpectedly, Liu Chang shook his head immediately.

"I'm sorry, comrade reporter. Mr. Li said when he founded the school, in order to provide students with a quiet learning environment. Our art school does not accept any media interviews, nor does it accept peer exchanges. Except for classmates and teachers, no outsiders allowed to enter..."

Liu Changsheng was afraid that He Xiaoshi would criticize Li Jianlu, so she added:

"Mr. Li has put all his heart and soul into this school. Every year, he buys boxes of clothes for the students, and even the exercise table is renewed every year..."

In a word, I was delighted when I said it.

This can be regarded as a coincidence. I thought it would take a lot of effort to find Li Jianlu's underground vault.

Looking at it now, the trick is likely to be in this school.

After He Xiaoshi asked two more innocuous questions, she covered the pen, stood up and shook hands with Liu Chang, and said at the same time:

"Ms. Liu, I won't bother you. I'll sort out the interview draft later, and I'll send a copy to your mailbox before publication. When you're sure there's nothing wrong with it, we can publish it..."

Liu Chang naturally thanked him again and again.

After leaving the theater, all three of us suppressed our excitement.As usual, head towards the parking lot.

But as soon as we got in the car, the three of us said in unison, excitedly:

"Art School!"

As soon as the voice fell, the three of us laughed at the same time.

This can be regarded as the hero sees the same thing.