Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 217 The Theater
I haven't arrived at the theater mentioned by the director.

Several people have already heard the voice of singing.

"Wow, I heard the voice of singing, this singing is really good!" Song Nanchen joked with a lively atmosphere.

Little Fubao raised his small head to look at Sang Wanzhou who was beside him, and asked him, "Brother, what is singing?"

Sang Wanzhou was thinking about how to explain to her.

Ji Xiaoheng on the side spoke first: "Singing opera is a kind of culture that has been handed down from ancient times in our country, including opera performance art in the form of dialogue, martial arts, singing, etc. Although it is no longer in line with popular trends, the most important thing is the inheritance of culture. .”

Ji Xiaoheng said a few words.

Several people stopped chatting and looked in his direction.

There is a little surprise in the eyes, appreciation and admiration.

Song Nanchen even joked directly: "Mr. Ji, your son is amazing. That's very good."

Ji Yucheng was very proud in his heart, but he still pretended to be very humble on the surface: "Here, he likes to read some random books when he has nothing to do, but he just has a little understanding."

Xiao Fubao's eyes were shining brightly.

Although he didn't quite understand what he was saying, it was very powerful when he heard it!

"Brother Duole, you are amazing, you know a lot!"

Ji Xiaoheng: "..."

[Duo Le's idea of ​​continuing traditional culture is very good!How many ancient cultures are now lost because modern people don't pay attention to them. 】

[That’s right, the ancient culture has experienced a long history and has been passed down to the present, so it should be remembered by people rather than forgotten by people. 】

[These are the crystallization of the wisdom of ancient people and the portrayal of history. Although we cannot develop towards the past, history does not allow us to forget. 】

Ji Yucheng felt his son's hand tighten, knowing that he was shy and nervous.

Bringing him on the show was really the right choice.

For the convenience of filming, the program team directly contracted the entire theatre. After all, there are several funders and fathers investing behind them, so they are not afraid of insufficient funds.

The owner of the theater had already removed all the tables and chairs in the lobby, and only placed an extra long table near the front of the stage, enough for everyone to sit down.

Sang Wanzhou took Xiao Fubao by the hand, found a random place and sat down.

Ji Xiaoheng followed closely behind, pulled Ji Yucheng and sat down on the other side of Xiao Fubao.

Sang Wanzhou: "..." You are really fast, kid.

Wait until everyone is seated.

The director sat down alone at a single table next to him.

"I recruited you here today, one is to celebrate the ratings of the first episode of our program which has reached the highest peak ever, and the other is to give you a rest. Everyone has worked hard this week, and we can serve food."

A row of waiters in red clothes came up with trays of exquisite dishes and placed them in front of them.

Just smelling the fragrance made Xiao Fubao's mouth water.

Ji Xiaoheng smiled helplessly, and silently pushed the tissue in his hand to her.

He whispered a reminder: "Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth."

There was also an imperceptible smile in the words.

Only then did Xiao Fubao come back to his senses, and found that he was drooling again, and hastily picked up a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth.

There was a low laugh in my ears.

Ji Xiaoheng's brows and eyes were slightly curved, his light-colored pupils were a little less impersonal, and a little more smiling.

Not like ridicule, but like the kind of laughter from the heart when you see something funny.

(End of this chapter)