I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 375 Are You Coming To Pick Me Up?
"It's not a solution, but it may allow more common people to understand Peking Opera, so that the quintessence of the country will not be covered with a layer of dust early in the rolling years." There is a shimmering light in the soft eyes.

In the light and shadow, there is firmness again.

"Okay, okay!" Cheng Ruhai's old face was full of joy, and the lines on his nose and mouth were deeply sunken because of the raised corners of his lips, "It's not for nothing to learn Peking Opera. But this thing is just like spring and snow, not everyone can appreciate it .”

Su Shao blinked at Cheng Ruhai, "Master, do you know what major I studied in university?"

Cheng Ruhai frowned and let out an "ah", stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the round head.

His brows and eyes were almost wrinkled together, he was thinking hard, but he was a little dazed.

"Yuemei told me, why can't I remember?"

It is common for people to be unable to remember things when they are old.

Seeing him like this, Su Shao felt a faint pain in his heart, "Then don't think about it."

She said softly, "Master, what I study is journalism."

Cheng Ruhai lowered his hands from the top of his head and smiled, "That's right! It's news. Your senior sister told me, and I remember it."

"But isn't the news the one on TV that starts on time at seven o'clock every night? I watch it every day, and it talks about major domestic and foreign events. How can it be possible for Peking Opera to show its face?"

Su Shao smiled, and patiently explained, "Master, news is a medium for disseminating things, not news broadcasting."

Cheng Ruhai said "Oh" knowingly, and then said embarrassedly for a long time, "Old man, I still don't understand."

"But since you have an idea, then go ahead and make a fuss." Cheng Ruhai looked at Su Shao warmly, with kind eyes, "Master believes in you."

Su Shao's heart warmed, "Aren't you afraid that I will make this quyi circle into a mess? If you are run out by your peers and say that we, Cheng Jiayuan, are messing around, it will only affect your reputation."

"Comparing famous people with Peking Opera inheritance is nothing!" He blew out his beard and stared, "Besides, I don't care about those famous people, old man, let them say whatever they want!"

"Then I'll let go and do it." Su Shao paused, and his eyes suddenly locked on Cheng Ruhai who was drinking tea.

Cheng Ruhai was furiously looked at, "Why are you looking at me like this as a teacher?"

Su Shao, "I have something I want to ask Master for help."

"If you have something to say, don't look at me with such a bad idea!"

"Then I'll say it." Su Shao was not polite, "Master, although he has not taught his apprentices in these years and has no strength to open his voice, his reputation is still at its peak, and no one in the entertainment industry will sell you a three-point face. "

"Stop fooling me." Cheng Ruhai was also keen, and could tell that the little girl was playing tricks on him.

"Master, I would like to use your name to send a post to all the folk art groups in Lingcheng."

Cheng Ruhai, "Want to invite someone to Qiao Yuan?"

"Correct."

"What kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?" Cheng Ruhai really wanted to know.

"You will understand the day after tomorrow." It's not that Su Shao doesn't want to say it, the key is that it involves a lot of new forms of propaganda elements, maybe she said it, but the old man couldn't understand it.

Cheng Ruhai wanted to say something, but a cold and low voice sounded from outside the door.

"Mr. Cheng." Song Yan stood outside the curtain.

Su Shao's eyes lit up, she quickly stood up, opened the curtain and walked out.

She looked up, "Are you here to pick me up?"

Cheng Ruhai followed behind with a drooping face.

Xiao Song, it's really not the right time to come.
(End of this chapter)