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Chapter 144 Peking Opera House

"I only care about supplying goods and contacting performances. I don't care about the market. You can decide."

After Chen Dahe finished speaking, he drank up the bean juice in one gulp, patted the table, and said, "Let's go."

"Ah?" Thierry raised his head blankly, "I haven't finished eating yet."

"What else are you going to eat? We have to go to class."

"Oh," Thierry devoured the last few bites, stood up and chased after him.

He went back to school first. As soon as he entered the classroom, he was pulled over by Wang Yadong and looked at him sadly, "Why do you want me to sing Peking Opera?"

"Ah?" Chen Dahe blinked and was interrupted when he was about to speak.

"I said you can't blink. If you blink, you won't be able to tell the truth. Forget it." Wang Yadong waved his hands depressedly. "Anyway, they both agreed. My objection is useless. Let's just go with it. It's my fault yesterday."

I also begged my grandfather to find his group of amateurs, who are all ready to teach Shajiabang singing."

Well, why are you looking for me when you have already thought about it yourself?

Chen Dahe patted him on the shoulder, "It's okay. I'll ask an old artist from the National Peking Opera Company to teach you later. You can also ask your grandfather's theater friends to come over and watch. They will be happy to do so."

"Hey, let me tell you," Wang Yadong immediately touched him with his arm excitedly, "Can you really find a teacher from the National Peking Opera Company? Can you hire Teacher Tan? My grandfather is very fascinated by him. He said that he is the best in singing Laosheng. There is no one in the country.

It’s better than anything else, and probably even less so abroad.”

If you just say that you are ranked first in the world, you have to be ranked first at home and abroad.

"You really dare to say that," Chen Dahe rolled his eyes. Although he didn't know who Teacher Tan was, he heard that he was a Peking Opera master. How could such a person be invited to teach him?

"Do you think it's possible? It would be great if you could have an old artist teach you a few lines. Anyway, it doesn't require you to be a great singer. Just be able to sing the entire section without skipping a beat. Then it will probably be a troupe actor who will teach you.

you."

"Ah," Wang Yadong was obviously disappointed and said with disdain, "it seems like your relationship isn't that good either."

Chen Dahe looked at him speechlessly, "That's also a national-level actor, an artist-level actor. He's as good as the moon compared to the group of amateurs you're looking for. What else do you want?"

Wang Yadong curled his lips and pulled him to ask about the Ministry of Culture. Sometimes his words did not match his words, which made people confused. Those with a slower mind could not keep up with what he was saying, and they did not stop until class.

Chen Dahe also knew that Wang Yadong was nervous and excited. He was looking for something to talk about. Not only him, but also Peng Xueqing and Xia Ping. They ran over to the teacher after class and asked if they had found it yet. When they heard that they had not found it yet, they urged him to go quickly.

Ask the Ministry of Culture.

Yes, I used to teach him to study hard, but now I force him to skip classes. Is the change going to be so big?

Chen Dahe didn't need to go to class. He rode to the Ministry of Culture before noon, grabbed Zhou Xiaofang and Liu Wen and ran out.

"Dahe, why don't you and Sister Wen just go, why are you dragging me along?" Zhou Xiaofang hugged Liu Wen and huddled her head behind the windshield, still feeling cold.

"You are the protagonist today," Chen Dahe held the handle of the car and stared at the road. "Aren't you in charge of the African area? I'm going to contact two theaters to perform in Africa. Of course I have to find you."

"Ah?" Liu Wen and Zhou Xiaofang turned to look at him, "Hasn't the cultural center not been built yet, why are you going to perform abroad so soon?"

"There is something wrong with your thinking," Chen Dahe pretended to criticize, "How can we wait until everything is done before taking action? We have to race against time. The official channels have not been established, so we can use private exchanges. The key is to take action first.

, the earlier you perform, the earlier you can earn foreign exchange.”

"Look at what you can do," Zhou Xiaofang glared at him first, then said with a smile, "I never thought our Peking Opera would be sung abroad one day. We should let them take a good look at the quintessence of our country."

"In fact, in the 1930s, our country's Peking Opera had already gone abroad," Liu Wen said with a smile. "At that time, Master Mei Lanfang went to the United States to perform. It is said that the venues were full, and it was no worse than the big stars there."

"That's right," Chen Dahe turned around and smiled, "But at that time only Master Mei went abroad. Now we are going to push the entire Peking Opera troupe out so that those foreigners can have a good experience of our drama culture."

As they talked, they arrived at the National Peking Opera Theatre. This theater is originally a subordinate unit of the Ministry of Culture, so communication is very convenient.

I was very excited when I arrived, but I felt confused after arriving, because when the theater heard that they were here to discuss commercial performances abroad, it actually alerted the director of the theater and several group leaders below, and several old men took the initiative to show up.

, I want to hear what the regulations are. They usually contact ordinary staff in the theater, but they have never seen such a situation.

In the small conference room of the theater, several elderly people were sitting at the top. Liu Wen, Zhou Xiaofang and Chen Dahe were sitting at the bottom. At this time, they couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. It was all because Chen Dahe didn't explain it clearly. If he had known that this was the case, he would have at least

Bring Deputy Director Liao over. She really doesn't have the confidence to face these elderly people. She just hopes that these leaders will not be too harsh.

Zhou Xiaofang's situation is similar. The biggest leader they usually deal with is their own Director Zhai. Not to mention the director of the theater, the several group leaders under Singles are no lower than Director Zhai. In addition, Zhai is a drama master.

The director has to be respectful when meeting her. Now that she is asked to speak, I don't know if she can straighten her tongue.

On the other hand, Chen Dahe, who was accustomed to the scene with the two old men Li Luo, was sitting there with a calm look on his face, and the people who looked up to him nodded secretly.

"Tell me," Dean Zhang, who was sitting at the front, said with a smile, "What are the regulations for this overseas business performance?"

"Yes," the leader of the group next to him also nodded, "Minister Huang and Director Zhai came over a few days ago to talk about the cultural center. They said that in addition to the previous friendly visit performances, they would also

Several troupes have been sent out to perform commercial performances, but the cultural center has not been built yet, so no performance method has been mentioned. You just came here today, can it be ready so soon? "

Seeing that Liu Wen was speechless, Chen Dahe grinned and said, "That's what happened, but the cultural center hasn't been built yet,"

"Why are you here before the construction is completed?" The impatient head of the Third Regiment, Yuan, interrupted him, "Even if the regulations are finalized, we still can't get out."

Vice President Ye, who was even more impatient, pulled up his chair and prepared to go out. Chen Dahe saw black lines on his head. How could these old men have such hot tempers?

As the show was about to end, Dean Zhang smiled and patted the table, "Everyone is quite old, but they are still so irritable. It's hard to just listen to what other little comrades have to say."

Vice President Ye just left the chair and his butt fell down again, "That's okay. Anyway, I'm going to the practice room to scold those brats when I go back, so just listen here."

Commander Cheng of the First Regiment smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Comrade, please continue."
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