Middle Age: A Leisurely Life in the Entertainment Industry

Chapter 58 Huayin Old Accent (please collect tickets)

"Dad, are you still awake? Didn't you disturb your rest?" Luo Yun's voice was very respectful on the phone.

"Not yet, Xiaoyun, is there something to call so late?" Jin Yunfeng asked kindly.

"Dad, I'll send you a video, you can watch it first." After speaking, Luo Yun hung up the phone, downloaded the video of Yu Dongqing's sword dancing on station B, and sent it to Jin Yunfeng.

Not long after, Jin Yunfeng called back: "Xiaoyun, where did you take the video? Who is the man dancing the sword? This set of swordsmanship looks very chic and handsome, not bad..."

"He is my colleague, Yu Dongqing."

"What, he is Yu Dongqing?! The one who can write songs?" Jin Yunfeng's tone was full of surprise.

"Yes, it's him!" Luo Yun briefly explained what happened, but Xia Qiong omitted to tell her, and only said that she accidentally saw it on station B.

"This person must be Yu Dongqing. Although I can't see his face clearly, I can still recognize him. Also, the UP owner of station B is his sister-in-law, who once uploaded a song written by Yu Dongqing." Luo Yun finally explained. road. .

On the phone, Jin Yunfeng let out a groan, thoughtfully: "Xiaoyun, you mean to let Yu Dongqing act in a martial arts movie? It just so happens that our company is preparing to shoot a new movie. If he really wants to, he can try it. I see not bad."

"Dad, I didn't mean that. Now that he has become famous for writing songs, he probably won't become a martial arts actor. After all, the latter is very hard."

Luo Yun smiled and said: "I mean, since Yu Dongqing himself knows martial arts, isn't the filming of "Heroes of the Martial Arts" not long ago? He is on vacation now, so let him help as a temporary martial arts instructor. The fighting effect in future filming will definitely be good nice!"

"This?" Jin Yufeng was lost in thought.

"Dad, let me tell you one more thing. I called Yu Dongqing at noon today and told him about it. He replied that he really doesn't like those martial arts dramas, so he's not interested in writing songs!"

"Yu Dongqing really said that?"

"Well, I didn't care at first, thinking he was joking, but now it seems that he does have his own ideas about making martial arts dramas, why don't we let him try?" Luo Yun said.

"Just try it, but it's best to write the theme song!" Jin Yunfeng made a decision.

This is the point!

As for being a temporary martial arts instructor, it would be even better if he was really like him.

"Dad, why don't you, or Uncle Lu, meet and talk with him directly when it's convenient for you." Luo Yun suggested.

Jin Yunfeng pondered for a while and said: "Okay, Uncle Lu is busy with filming in Huairou and has no time. I'll talk to him first, and you can make an appointment for me. It's best at dinner time tomorrow. I have some time. By the way, invite him to dinner. Just put it in Liuquanju."

"Okay, I have an appointment to tell you."

"What? Your father-in-law treats me to dinner?"

That night, Yu Dongqing was very surprised when she received a call from Luo Yun.

"Who wants to pretend to be a hero, holding a sword, handsome and unrestrained?" Luo Yunjiao laughed.

"how do you know?"

"Your pretty sister-in-law likes to post your videos on station B, brother-in-law, look how affectionate you are."

"Luo Yun, don't make jokes." Yu Dongqing frowned slightly.

"Okay, okay, I'm not kidding, I'm talking about business, that's it."

Luo Yun briefly explained what happened.

Yu Dongqing hesitated after hearing this.

If it was Luo Yun, I would refuse without hesitation.

But it was Jin Yunfeng who took the initiative to invite, and a bigwig in the entertainment industry still had to give him some face.

Even if he rejects his request in the future, he still has to participate in the dinner, and he cannot lose his worldly skills.

"Alright then." Yu Dongqing agreed.

"The location is at Liuquanju. Don't be late at six o'clock in the evening." Luo Yun also specially reminded her.

"I know." Yu Dongqing replied lazily.

The next afternoon, Yu Dongqing drove her daughter to her grandmother's house, explained the situation, and then drove to Liuquanju.

Liuquan Residence is located on South Street of Xinjiekou. It is one of the eight famous residences in Yanjing. It was built in the Longqing period of the Ming Dynasty.The main food here is Shandong cuisine, which is fried, fried, simmered, roasted, and stewed.

Entering the pre-booked private room, Yu Dongqing saw a middle-aged man with his hair combed back sitting at the top, next to Luo Yun, wearing a Milanese printed dress, very retro, elegant and beautiful, tall and tall at work The coiled bun now hangs down on the shoulders like a waterfall, very feminine.

"Mr. Yu, hello, excuse me for your vacation." Jin Yunfeng took the initiative to stand up and greet him, extending his right hand.

"Master Jin, you're welcome." Yu Dongqing held the other's hand.

After exchanging a few words of greeting, the two sat down, with Luo Yun at the side for company.

The dishes are served quickly.

Three fried fish fillets and fried fish fillets are all Liuquanju's signature dishes.

"I have a bad heart. The doctor said I can't drink, so I can't accompany you. How about letting Xiaoyun accompany you for a drink?" Jin Yunfeng said with a smile.

"You're welcome, just drink some tea. I'll drive too. It's too difficult to find a substitute driver at this time." Yu Dongqing declined.

That being the case, Jin Yunfeng no longer forced himself, and the three chatted while eating.

"My hometown is in Jinan, Shandong, and I like to eat Shandong cuisine. Liuquanju's Shandong cuisine is the most authentic in Yanjing. I don't know where Mr. Yu's hometown is?" Jin Yufeng asked.

"My hometown is in Huayin, Qin Province, not far from Mount Hua." Yu Dongqing said.

"Huayin? Your Huayin accent is very famous."

"Director Jin also knows this?" Yu Dongqing felt a little different.

"Brother Yu, my dad not only knows, but also studied it." Luo Yun interjected.

"Oh?"

"Hehe, that's a long story."

It turned out that Jin Yunfeng graduated from the Chinese Academy of Traditional Chinese Opera, and was assigned to the Opera Research Institute of the Chinese National Academy of Arts in the late 80s. For three whole months.

"I remember that the village I went to was called Beizhai Village. There was an old man named Yu Zhenzhong. He had a pair of white eyebrows and was very good at singing old tunes. Apart from old tunes, he was also proficient in Qin Opera, Meihu, Daoqing, etc. He was simply versatile. .”

As Jin Yunfeng was speaking, he suddenly saw Yu Dongqing staring at him blankly, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

"The old man Yu Zhenzhong you mentioned is my grandfather."

"Huh? What a coincidence? How is your grandfather doing now?" Jin Yunfeng was a little excited.

"He died ten years ago."

"Oh, no wonder there is no news about him." Jin Yufeng sighed: "Your grandfather can not only sing the old tune, but also added an erhu and a high board to the accompaniment of the old tune to increase the level of the accompaniment music. I am impressed by the rich sound effect."

After hearing Jin Yunfeng's words, Yu Dongqing also said:

"When I was young, I often heard that my grandfather and a group of old people were holding benches in the wheat drying field during their slack, and clappers and Yueqin were singing operas, but they didn't understand much."

"Yeah, the first time I heard the performance of Huayin's old tune, I was stunned. I actually used jujube blocks and a stool."

"Xiaoyun, I guess you haven't seen what is called a bench, the kind of bench that is usually made in the countryside." Jin Yunfeng explained to Luo Yun who was listening to them carefully.

"The bench can also be used as a musical instrument?" Luo Yun was surprised.

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