Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 270 268 "Chang'an Chang'an"

Yu Dongqing didn't pay attention to Luo Yun's expression, and chatted with Feng Pei while drinking water.

"How is it? Zhang Bao sings well, and his popularity is quite high." Yu Dongqing asked.

Listening to Zhang Bao's high-pitched voice singing the song "My Future Is Not a Dream" and the cheers from the audience, Feng Pei was also full of pride.

My student finally has some promise.

"Holly, thanks to you, if he was still as insolent as before, he would have died a long time ago."

Yu Dongqing naturally knew that what he was talking about was that after Zhang Bao won the championship, he got carried away, spent a lot of time drinking in the bar, but was stabbed on the Internet, and was criticized by netizens, almost cutting off his future.

Fortunately, Yu Dongqing made a timely remedy, which allowed him to slowly recover.

Hearing Feng Pei mention this matter now, Yu Dongqing smiled and said: "Young people, it's normal to suffer a little setback, isn't Zhang Bao doing well now?"

"Yeah, so I'm relieved."

"Okay, let's not talk about him, it's time for us to play together later!"

The concert in Xi'an gradually reached its climax. Yu Dongqing sang on the stage. The song "Rukawa Feng and Kurai Sora" sung in Guanzhong dialect in Xi'an last year still made many fans cry:

Three years later he met her at the class reunion

He is still handsome and she is still beautiful
But the eyes are a bit vicissitudes
He has a newly married bride by his side
And a man in a suit
standing beside her

The familiar temperature at the moment of shaking hands

make her want to cry
She can only squeeze a smile

don't let the tears flow
all memories all stories
rushed into the mind again
they stand in the crowd

helpless like two children

Finally, the cheers subsided and the audience fell silent.

As usual, it was time to sing the last song—a ballad to this ancient city.

"Our band came to Xi'an last year and sang two songs about Xi'an, the song "Rukawa Kaede and Sora Aoi" just now and the previous song "Baqiao Liu"."

Yu Dongqing took the microphone and continued: "Today, I will sing a song for this city, but today I am not alone, but with my college classmate Feng Pei, who is now a teacher— Teacher Feng Pei is invited!"

Amidst the warm applause, Feng Pei came out from the backstage and said with the microphone:

"I am very honored to be able to sing this song with my old classmates. The city under our feet has an even more ancient and glorious name-Chang'an! The name of this song is "Chang'an Chang'an"!"

As soon as the words fell, the drums sounded.

The two sang:
Life is gone, soul is still there
My soul is fading away, my singing is still
sing all the way west
Sing all the sadness in my heart
i was born sad

but you make me strong
Changan Changan
It turns out that the song composed by Zheng Jun in that time and space: "Chang'an Chang'an"

Looking at the incomplete yesterday's city tower

Roar a Qin opera, you burst into tears
Mother is still guarding outside the city gate
sister waiting in the wind and rain
The fans in the audience cheered.

Some people were also worried about where Yu Dongqing found this unpretentious looking man who could sing.

But Feng Pei conquered them as soon as he opened his mouth.

The voice line is old, and it simply and directly brings out a kind of quaint vicissitudes of yellow sand, and it also has the flavor of Qin opera.

This is what I want!

It doesn't have the amazing drama of "One Night In Beijing", nor does "Kill That Shijiazhuang Man" contain anger in the calm singing, nor is it as eloquent as "Memories of Zhengzhou".

Just sing it directly and simply.

No complaints, no frustration, no angry gestures.

Just like this thousand-year-old city, which has gone through ups and downs, although it is not as glorious as before, it is still majestic and stable, and its charm is not diminished.

Amid the cheers, the concert in Xi'an ended.

Feng Pei didn't stay long in Xi'an, and had to rush back to Qinbei the next day, saying that the students were still in class and that he, the principal, couldn't leave the school for too long.

Seeing that they couldn't stay, Yu Dongqing and the others booked a table at the hotel at noon. The five men and Liao Qian made an appointment to meet again after getting drunk.

Before leaving, Yu Dongqing said drunkenly: "Feng Pei, now that you are like this, none of our brothers can take you to the station. I'm sorry."

"I'll deliver it." Liao Qian took over the conversation.

"I said a few old classmates, no one needs to send them off." Feng Pei immediately refused: "It is more convenient to take the subway if you are still stuck in traffic. Dongqing, you have a good rest, and you have to go to Chengdu to sing. How about Liao Qian, you are really busy with work." It's not necessary."

In the end, it was Zhang Bao who helped Feng Pei carry the luggage to Xi'an South Station by subway.

"Teacher, take care." Zhang Bao said outside the waiting room.

He suddenly discovered that under the sunlight, the teacher also had a few white hairs on his head.

The teacher is also old.
"I'm fine." Feng Pei blushed a little because he had been drinking at noon. He looked at Zhang Bao and said, "I have to say something. You are a little famous now, but don't be like you used to be." If you are confused, ask Teacher Yu more if you are not sure."

"Yeah, I know." Zhang Bao nodded hastily.

"Maybe if you do this, you can't be very popular, but at least you can guarantee a smoother career, no worries about food and clothing, and you can take root in Yanjing - just this, you are better than your lame old man, better than the teacher, right? "

"Teacher, I heard you sing very well yesterday. If you want to stay in Yanjing, you can stay." Zhang Bao said quickly.

"Hehe, I know you kid complimented me, but I actually sang several parts of that song wrong last night." Feng Pei laughed.

After all, I haven't sung for many years.

"People, you have self-knowledge. Those old classmates of mine invited me this time to relive the feeling of being young and frivolous. I think it's good! But, after all, it has passed, and it is impossible to come back. .”

Speaking of the latter, Feng Pei showed a trace of sadness on his face.

"Teacher" Zhang Baoli suddenly felt sad.

"I'm fine Zhang Bao, I'll say it again. Sing well, don't embarrass the teacher! Let's go!" After speaking, he took the travel bag in Zhang Bao's hand, strode towards the security checkpoint, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Bao stood there blankly for a long time.

The Qingmanshoe Band also left Xi'an after a day, and went to Chengdu, the last stop of the tour.

This time they still did not take the plane but took the high-speed train.It takes less than four hours to travel from Xi'an to Chengdu by taking the Xicheng High-speed Railway.

The high-speed train departed from Xi'an South Station at [-]:[-] p.m., all the way south over the majestic Qinling Mountains, and it was already snowing in some places.

Misty and snowy.

Yu Dongqing thought of a poem written by Han Yu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty:

Where is the home of Yunheng Qinling?
Snowy Blue Pass is not moving forward

After crossing the Qinling Mountains, you come to the Hanzhong Basin.

This place is completely different from Qinchuan at [-] miles away. Although it is already winter, it is still full of greenery everywhere, giving it a feeling of Jiangnan.

Xiaojiangnan in the northwest.

Yu Dongqing sat on the comfortable soft chair in the business car, looked at the scenery outside, and fell silent.

Finally came to Chengdu.

Can I see her?
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