Qiong Yin lingers

Chapter 40
Since Lin Jiaojiao was scolded at the teahouse last time, her heart is full of guilt: Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe has indeed raised and cultivated them.

Although Li Dongming scolded the Qiong Opera Troupe in various ways later, Lin Jiaojiao knew very clearly in her heart: It was their fault, and I am sorry for the Qiong Opera Troupe!

Now, although Huang Donghua didn't mind, she still felt that she couldn't look directly at Zhang Shennian and Huang Simei.

Huang Donghua still smiled naively when he heard the words: "It's okay, brother Nian and sister Mei both said before, let me have the opportunity to help you more, they are all from the same troupe, look down and see you, maybe you will grow old later, We still have to go back to the troupe for retirement, hahaha!"

Lin Jiaojiao had a sore nose and choked up her sobs and said, "How can I do that?... How...how dare you?"

Huang Donghua waved his hand and made a decision: "That's it! By the way, this is my mobile phone number. You can write it down. If there are new products in the future, I will send you a newsletter, and you will send the category and quantity you need. Just message me."

On the way home, Lin Jiaojiao's eyes were red from crying, but Li Dongming was very annoyed: "What kindness? I think it's because they have a heart for you! How can Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe be so kind?"

Lin Jiaojiao called him unreasonable, and the two quarreled again, scaring the child into crying.

Although the two of them had made money, they had a very lively life every day.

At the end of the quarrel, Lin Jiaojiao chose to part ways with Li Dongming.

With the help of Huang Donghua regardless of previous suspicions, Lin Jiaojiao's stall has gradually increased steadily, and her business has been increasing step by step.

Li Dongming, who was fighting for his breath, hit the wall left and right, gritted his teeth and thought that one day he would surpass Huang Donghua and Zhang Shennian.

Persistence is a good thing, but stubbornly sticking to the wrong things will lead people into a dead end.

Li Dongming's paranoid personality, coupled with his eagerness to become a master, under the leadership of some local "business mothers", he began to switch to seafood. The price of Shangyu products plummeted, returning overnight to before liberation.

For his defeat, Li Dongming blamed all the responsibility on Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe, swearing every day and drinking away his worries.

Dongfangqiong Troupe will not take the initiative to pay attention to his life, and Zhang Shennian and Huang Simei will not want to take responsibility and help him in the future.

*
Huang Simei's agricultural products are thriving, and Li Jin Culture's clothing and peripherals are also booming.However, after the 1992 Cultural Festival, the Qiongju opera was still in decline. In 18, there were 80 professional Qiongju troupes in HAN Province, and more than 2002 amateur Qiongju troupes; There are only seven Qiong Opera Troupes left, and there are only a dozen amateur Qiong Opera Troupes plus the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe that has persisted for three generations.

Meng Huaxiang wandered through various fancier groups, seeing that there were more white hair than black hair in the fancier groups, and was so anxious that the number of gray hairs on the temples increased a lot.

In order to help her share the burden, Huang Simei added a new "Children's Opera Class" in Dongfang Kindergarten, and opened the Dongfang Youth Qiongju Class non-stop, hoping to recruit more students and train some new successors for the future of Qiongju.

It's just that there are very few visitors.

Those who can persist in staying and studying are even rarer.

*
In [-], Gu Yu.

Zhang Shennian and Huang Simimei have become veritable "bosses", but Huang Simi always thinks about doing more for Qiongju: "Ah Nian, I see that my mother's health has been deteriorating in recent years, and I feel anxious when I mention Qiongju. I feel bad too."

After all, Zhang Shennian is a man, and his heart is not as careful as her: "She just worries too much! You see, she has been pulling Wenxuan and Wenqian to sing, didn't we stop her? What is she worried about? Although the Dongfang Theater Troupe performed sharply, Minus, but it didn't disband like other troupes, did it?..."

Huang Simei stomped her feet: "You! I don't understand her heart! What is our Oriental Theater Company relying on to support it? This is what she worries about - we can support it, but what about other theater companies? In the past two years, other theater companies have gone far. , Scattered scattered, apart from provincial troupes and city troupes, folk amateur troupes are almost wiped out! If things continue like this, within ten years, Qiongju Opera should become legends and cultural relics in museums..."

Zhang Shennian scratched his head, and patted his eight-pack abs that were gradually merging: "The times are advancing, and pop music, movies, and TV dramas have become major trends, and there is nothing we can do about it!"

As soon as these words came out, Huang Simi slapped him so angry: "Who said we can't do anything? We started thinking about retreating without doing anything. This is the 'cowardly and incompetent officials' sung in Qiong Opera. We can live well now." I have to worry about the days when I didn't have enough to eat and didn't wear warm clothes..."

"Okay, okay! Ma'am, please ask me, what do you need Xiaosheng to do? Xiaosheng must be completely overwhelmed, go through fire and water, and die..." Zhang Shennian quickly got up and bowed, as if obeying his wife.

Being teased by him, Huang Simi let out a chuckle: "There is no need to go through fire and water, but we can't stand by and watch. I think we can do something within our power. Now Qiong opera relies on master-apprentice learning and the troupe's teaching. Is it possible? Turn Qiongju opera into a science, set up academies, and promote the education of Qiongju opera and traditional culture. Think about it, there are music colleges for singing, drama colleges and film colleges for acting, why can’t we have academies for Qiongju opera?”

The wife slave, Zhang Shennian, agrees with all his wife's decisions with both hands and feet: "What the wife said is absolutely true! It's just that once the college is opened, the curriculum design, content teaching, and recruitment of teachers are all things..."

Huang Simei raised her eyebrows: "Hmph! My ancestors said that nothing is difficult in the world if you put your heart into it! If we want to do it, there are thousands of ways to solve the problem. If we don't want to do it, there are thousands of reasons and excuses."

Seeing his wife getting angry, Zhang Shennian laughed repeatedly, expressing that he resolutely obeyed his wife's leadership and strictly carried out his wife's orders, and never dared to say a word.

After some discussions, the two found Li Hongpeng, who was then director of the Sea Island Cultural Bureau.In the past five years, Zhang Shennian and Huang Simimei Cultural Festival have sponsored, and Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe still fully supports, but the content of "interludes" of Qiong opera is getting less and less.

In order to make the voice of Qiongju opera heard by more people, in the past two years, Huang Simei has also specially sponsored the unit of "Sea Island Qiongju Opera Competition" as a supplement to the cultural festival.

It's just that no matter how hard we try to turn the tide, the voice of the Qiongju Opera is still getting smaller and smaller, and even the monthly fan clubs, the fans who come to the site have become rare.

Not only that, but now even the number of theater troupes is decreasing dramatically.

As for good Qiongju opera actors, they are even rarer.

This year, there has been an endless stream of people poaching roles from the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe. Some individual troupes even spend a lot of money poaching roles in order to accept some commercial performances.

For example, rising stars like Liu Guangwei and Wu Linlin have encountered the situation of "[-] yuan monthly salary" poaching.

Liu Guangwei once said shyly: "If it weren't for the Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe earning more than this, it would be really hard for me not to be tempted!"

Wu Linlin was so angry that she knocked on his forehead: "We stay in Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe not because of the high income here! It's because Brother Nian and Sister Mei treat us well here, because grandma is our dear grandma!"

Running away with his head in his arms, Liu Guangwei repeatedly begged for mercy: "Got it! Wu Xia! As you said, even if you are begging for food, you have to stay in Dongfang Qiong Opera Troupe! This is our great dream!"

*
The most stable and effective way Huang Simei can think of to cultivate talents is to set up a professional Qiongju school.

After hearing the two people's plans, Li Hongpeng clapped his hands and applauded: "Your proposal is exactly what I want! For me, I can only go to fan clubs for singing. If I sing at home, I will basically be scolded by my son, saying that I am babbling. It's old-fashioned and out of date. In my opinion, it's because they don't understand the treasures left by their ancestors!"

Huang Simi, who had prepared a lot of arguments, was agreed so easily, and couldn't help laughing out loud with joy: "Isn't it just hit it off?!"

The three of them shared a pot of tea, chatting from dawn to sunset.

Li Hongpeng has rich experience in college approval and construction.

Regular culture classes are not a big problem, but this professional culture class, Qiong opera singing class, and Qiong opera style class give him a headache.

"I, I really don't have enough energy, the first obstacle stumped me!"

Zhang Shennian clapped his hands and laughed: "Our cultural festival performances in the past five years have been organized and planned by major theater troupes. They are basically the pillars of our Qiongju opera. Aren't they ready-made teachers? As for the Dongfang Qiongju Opera Troupe, there are people, If you have the strength to contribute, if you have the money, you will contribute the money..."

Li Hongpeng patted his thigh in surprise and jumped up: "With your words, I feel relieved!"

Saying a hundred, saying a thousand, the building of Qiongju Opera Academy must first have money.

But as the director of the Cultural Bureau, Li Hongpeng couldn't explain this matter too clearly.

With Zhang Shennian's promise, when Li Hongpeng talked about the process and planning, it was very enjoyable.

The three spent a brief night of Hainan fans, and continued to talk by candlelight: from the location of the college, to the curriculum, to the recruitment of lecturers, and finally talked about the distribution of enrollment, student dormitory canteens, and the future of Qiong opera inheritance...

Huang Simimei's face is filled with beautiful longing: "One day, I hope that the students of our Qiongju Opera Academy will be full of students every year like the Drama Academy and Film Academy. After graduation, they can all go to their respective stages and carry forward Qiongju Opera... "

Zhang Shennian substituted tea for wine, and solemnly respected Li Hongpeng: "Thank you Mr. Li! The inheritance and development of Qiong Opera has a medal of merit from you!"

"Where! Where! Don't dare to take it! I am just one of the little ferrymen on the Qiongju inheritance road! I hope that the treasures of our island can continue to shine, and I will be satisfied! Come, come, today you are rare! Come to the provincial capital, how about we come to the scene for a while?"

Zhang Shennian was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "Unexpectedly, you are still a fanatic of Qiongju opera, why not, let's have a piece of "Dark Clouds Bless Red Sunshine" from "A Dog's Title of Gold Hairpin"..."

"Dark clouds turn red and the sun shines, when the wind passes and the rain stops, there are no waves."

"In the past, you don't need to speak your hands, just treat it as old paper and set it on fire."

"She was confused and made a mistake for a while, and gave her brother a bad reputation."

"Sister Gouxianchai found it, and returned it to my sister-in-law as it was."

"Words are as sweet as sugar, you really don't need a knife to kill."

"Rely on others first and then admit your mistakes. It's rare to find such a sister-in-law."

"Damn my brother's name, I have to kneel down and make amends."

"You talk too much, you shouldn't provoke me from the sidelines."

"Since the daughter-in-law knows her mistake, so what if she just kneels down."

"Father opened his mouth and knelt down in a hurry, and apologized in front of my younger brother."

……

The three people's melodious singing sounded in the courtyard, Qiong Yin still conveyed their feelings, but only the voice of the few people on the road.

*
In [-], the beginning of autumn.

With a wave of their hands, Zhang Shennian and Huang Simi bought more than 1000 acres of land.

The construction of Qiongju Opera Academy is planned to be contracted by Zhang Shennian’s construction company, and a total of ten buildings including the opera teaching building, training complex, teacher-student canteen, teacher/student apartment, dance teaching building, and library will be built.

The first phase of the college recruited students and opened six majors: Qiongju Opera Performance, National Instrumental Music Performance, Vocal Music Performance, Chinese Dance Performance, Hairdressing and Image Design, and Drama Film and Television Performance.

Looking at the thick stack of filing materials on the table, Li Hongpeng was dumbfounded the whole time, and could only keep repeating his feelings: "You guys really love Qiongju opera!"

After all, with such a large investment, I don't know when it will be recovered. It can only be said that it shines with love.

Huang Simei always smiled: "We have taken advantage of the policy and the advantages of reform. Now it is just giving back to the society. Professional education can give Qiongju a continuation mechanism and avoid the flow of talents. But It is only the first step of the Long March, and the difficulties have just begun: enrollment is the first problem before us.”

Zhang Shennian, who has always been an optimist, happily persuaded his wife: "Hi! The college's approval process, plus the construction of the building, can't be downloaded for a year and a half. Our Qiong Opera sings rightly 'Don't worry about tomorrow's today!' Don't worry so much!"

Huang Simei glared at him and said angrily, "It's as careless as you, and things are slow and boring."

Zhang Shennian didn't refute, he nodded cheerfully, he dragged his wife out of the Cultural Bureau, then went to the vegetable market next door to eat a bowl of hot seafood noodles.

This is a small hidden seafood noodle restaurant. At first, they put some squid and small shrimps, and it only cost 3 yuan a piece. Later, the stall owner developed "Qinglong Noodles" with enlarged lobster, and the price increased to 30 yuan. I didn't expect the price to be higher. On the contrary, Qinglong Noodles has become the signature noodle stall of Slowly Noodles, and there is an endless stream of people looking for it.

With the sponsorship of the cultural festival before, Zhang Shennian visited the Cultural Bureau frequently, and this noodle shop was introduced to him by Li Hongpeng.

After sitting down, Zhang Shennian began to popularize the inspirational story of the stall owner to Huang Simei: "The noodle stall that had to rely on the help of the big brothers and sisters in the vegetable market to survive, unexpectedly made a signature noodle, but became a famous noodle stall. Stalls. It can be seen that the Qiongju opera sings "people move to live, trees move to die". Our Qiongju opera must also keep pace with the times, otherwise it will be difficult to save the decline if it sticks to the old rules."

After eating the delicious Daqinglong Seafood Noodles, Huang Simi let out a long breath: "The Qiongju opera performance day in the Oriental Teahouse, the Qiongju KTV in the teahouse, fan clubs in various places, Qiongju Academy... which one is not keeping up with the times and innovating? No matter how hard we run, it seems that we can't keep up with the wheels of the times, which is difficult!"

Huang Simi is an optimist. Seeing her so melancholy for the first time, Zhang Shennian felt distressed: "Don't be afraid! As long as your thinking doesn't slip, there are always more solutions than problems—whether it was me setting up a stall in the sea to be a spoiler, or you opening up wasteland to plant Sweet potato, who would have thought that this can achieve our current business? It can be seen that only by doing, can we have ideas; thinking, it will always be difficult!"

(End of this chapter)