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Chapter 1229 Invitation

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    The guy is going to be furious again over there, damn it, haven't you heard what is being said here?

    "But I've heard old Ding Guoxian's disciples sing an opera. Their opera troupe sang outside the city yesterday. It was a good song."

    Ding Guoxian's disciple?  heard this.  A hint of surprise flashed in Uncle Jiu's eyes.  I really didn't expect to hear news about the disciples of senior Ding Guoxian.  The old man won't be able to see it, but it would be nice to be able to see the disciple.  Uncle Jiu and his troupe came from Shanxi, so they are very familiar with the characters in Shanxi.  Speaking of senior Ding Guoxian, Uncle Nine used to admire him very much. Now that he has this opportunity, what is there to say?

    "Two brothers, can you introduce me? I want to visit the disciples of the old man."

    "I don't know about that. I just passed by yesterday when I was doing business, and I listened there all afternoon. They are the real opera singers, and their singing skills are top-notch. I don't know if they are still there today."  Qin Baoshan said: "If you want to go, you can try your luck. But what do you want to do there? If you want to do something wrong to them, I won't tell you where they sang yesterday."

    "Of course not. There are a bunch of mud-legged people outside the city. There are no rich people. There is a big market inside the city." Uncle Jiu said: "If it is really the disciple of Ding Guoxian, I will invite their troupe to come to me.  Performance. Of course, as long as they need it, I can also recommend them to other big theaters. Although Peking Opera is the main theater here, Shanxi Bangzi is also very popular. Many people I know like to listen to Shanxi Bangzi.  .¡±

    "Well, if that's the case, then I'll tell you." Qin Baoshan said.

    Li Yunlong was also very satisfied beside him, the matter was settled in this way, and it has already made a good start, and the troupe can enter the city of Beiping to sing operas!  Of course, this is just the beginning.  They want to be an instant hit and attract attention.  Especially to get the attention of the guy at the oxygen manufacturing plant.  There is still a process in the middle, but Li Yunlong believes that Qin Baoshan will definitely solve all these problems.

    And in this way, everything is done very secretly.  Even if the little devil came to investigate, he couldn't find anything.  At most, they could only investigate Uncle Jiu and his troupe.  Of course, after the event, they will also send a message to the troupe of Uncle Jiu, telling them to run away.

    Uncle Jiu was very happy in his heart, and left in a hurry after hearing what Qin Baoshan said.  It was already evening when Uncle Jiu got there.  At this time, the stage is still there, and there are opera singers on it!  From a distance, Uncle Jiu heard Shanxi Bangzi, who was full of charm and correct, and he was singing "Legend of the White Snake", which was well-known by the old man Ding Guoxian.

    Bang bang bang!  The sound of the South Clapper guide sounded.

    "Driving the colorful clouds to leave the Emei Fairy Mountain," this voice is so nice, it is simply a copy of the old Ding Guoxian!

    Bang bang!  It's the original sound twice.

    "There are such beautiful lakes and rivers in the world. The Baochu Pagoda on this side is reflected in the waves, and the good towers on the other side are close to the Three Pools. Yang Liusi on the Su Causeway pulls the boat lightly, and the peach and plum blossoms in the quivering wind are like shy spring cold  .¡± This is the first song, and the white lady is visiting the West Lake.

    After a few slaps, there was another crisp voice.

    "Although it is called the Broken Bridge, has the bridge ever been broken? There have been tourists in twos and threes on the bridge pavilion. Facing this beautiful lake and mountain with all their frowns, it is not in vain to go down to Emei."

    The loose board rang, and the sound continued.

    "Suddenly, a young man strolled by the lake, just like Luoyang Road met Pan An by chance. This heart has been calm for thousands of years, but why is it suddenly surging today?"

    In opera, the opening is the most important thing. If the opening is not good, then the audience will run away. Now, after hearing the opening of the opera, Uncle Jiu's heart began to stir.

    The singing voice is mellow, the voice is clear and crisp, and the singing skills are really first-class. He is indeed Ding Guoxian's disciple, but he is not ordinary.  As soon as Uncle Jiu heard it there, he knew that the level of his troupe was more than a star and a half, and it could even be said that this troupe had almost reached the level of a master!

    Be sure to invite them over!  Uncle Jiu seems to have seen that countless money is rolling in.  Those who learn to sing are generally poor people. They started to hang their voices since they were young, learning various singing methods, and they have suffered a lot.  Only children from poor families will learn it, and those rich families will not suffer this kind of hardship.

    It is precisely because of this that it is not easy to find some people with outstanding singing skills. After all, those people are not real hobbies. Singing drama is just a way of life.  They are all at the general level, and there is not much room for improvement, ??The singing of this opera is quite excellent.  The people cultivated by masters are extraordinary.

    Uncle Jiu was admiring there, and could hardly stop thinking in his mind.

    Just like that, wait until it gets dark.  After the opera was over, everyone dispersed, leaving only Uncle Jiu alone, so he walked over slowly.

    "Hey, this is not where you can come in casually." Uncle Jiu wanted to go somewhere behind the stage, but was stopped immediately.  The one who stopped him was a tall young man who seemed to have a murderous look in his speech.

    Uncle Jiu took off the melon shell cap on his head, saluted the young man respectfully, and said, "I came here from Beiping City. Everyone calls me Uncle Jiu. You sing  It¡¯s very good. I want to invite you to sing in the city, I wonder if your boss is there?¡±

    "Are you going to sing an opera in Peking?" the young man asked Uncle Jiu.

    "Yes, yes. If you go to the city to sing, I can give you five oceans."

    Up to now, although various banknotes are being printed continuously, the real hard currency is still the ocean.  Now Uncle Jiu sincerely invited them to sing an opera, so he just said to give them five oceans.  Five oceans is really a good price, and this is also a respect for the old Ding Guoxian.  Uncle Jiu just wanted to keep this troupe, so that he could make a lot of money in the future.

    Sure enough, after hearing what Wu Dayang said, the young man's eyes lit up: "Okay, you wait here, I'll go find our boss."

    "Our boss is removing makeup, please wait at the tea shop." The young man came out quickly and said.  Uncle Jiu's face was happy, knowing that this matter must be successful.  This kind of theater troupe that walks the streets and alleys is quite poor. There are not many people who are willing to give a reward to a performance just now. If they want to make money, they can only go to Beiping City.  It's just that there are many gangs in the city, and if they want to sing, they must have connections. They need their own recommendation.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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