Perfect Life

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The central hall of the Shuntian Peking Opera House is said to be the main hall with a corridor built in the early period of the Shun Dynasty. At this moment, the door is open in the middle, and the main hall has three incense cases, offering wine, melons and fruits, and three portraits on it. The figure in the center is dressed in a yellow python robe, and it is Li Longji, the emperor of Tang Ming Dynasty, the ancestor of Liyuan. ", Cheng Changgeng's great-grandson, Cheng Nianhuai.

The old man Cheng Yunshan sat on the left side of the incense table, with a straight back and a respectful face.

Contemporary leaders of famous Peking Opera genres in Beijing, several old friends of Mr. Cheng Yunshan, several leaders of the National Peking Opera House and Shuntian Peking Opera House, all seventeen disciples of Mr. Cheng, cultural circles with the Cheng faction, with Mr. Cheng Several related people who have a lot of origins stood on both sides to watch the ceremony. There are several elders who are higher than Cheng Yunshan.

The third-generation disciples of the Cheng faction, down to ten-year-old children, up to the disciples who have already started to stage, all dressed in formal attire and stood outside the threshold.

Today, it is the second generation of disciples who are going to get started. Compared with them, of course, they are still outside the threshold.

Fang Shaobai, the eldest disciple of the Cheng faction, stood in the middle, and said loudly: "Since you enter my door, you should know the rules: first, you must not be disrespectful to the masters and teachers of heaven and earth; second, you must not violate the laws of the country; The virtues should be detested and discarded; Fourth, those who smoke are called Fushou Cream, and they are called happiness pills, which will damage my health and should not be contaminated; Fifth...six...seven...Li Qian, do you know this?"

Li Qian bowed his head, "I know."

Fang Shaobai asked, "Can you abide by it?"

Li Qian nodded, "Yes."

Fang Shaobai said: "Good. You can enter my door!...Scent!"

An old man with silver hair started, took three lit incense sticks from a young disciple who was in charge of serving incense candles, took two steps tremblingly, and extended his hand to deliver the incense. Li Qian took it respectfully. Lift it to the end of the nose, straighten the mind, eyes, nose, and bow down. kneel.

Three incense sticks, held high above the top.

Fang Shaobai picks up the fragrance. Turning to Li Zhixuan, Li Zhixuan took the place of An Xiang.

Li Qian kowtowed like three.

Fang Shaobai said, "You can get up."

Li Qian got up and stood.

Fang Shaobai said: "Take the ring."

Next to him, a disciple of the Cheng faction handed over a commonly used prop in the play—a wooden lacquered knife.

Fang Shaobai took the knife in his hand and said, "Li Qian, take the three precepts!"

Li Qian stretched out his right hand.

The knife in Fang Shaobai's hand slammed down.

Li Qian's mouth twitched.

In this day and age, the so-called rules and regulations have long since loosened, and most of the time it's just a cutscene. To show that the old rules have not been lost or forgotten, such as the three precepts at the time of entry, that is, playing the hands three times, it is regarded as a slap in the face of the new disciple, letting him know that the rules are not just for fun, but often It's just a symbolic stop, and it won't really hurt at all. But the old man Cheng Yunshan accepted the apprentice, but it was always a real fight.

Although Fang Shaobai had said beforehand that he would pay attention when the time comes, try to make a sound so that the old man can hear it, and it will not hurt too much. But even so, it still hurts!

However, Li Qian moved the corner of his mouth, but his palm was still held high and motionless.

"Snapped"!

"Snapped"!

Fang Shaobai handed back the ring. He turned to look at Cheng Yunshan who was sitting on the chair.

Cheng Yunshan nodded, so Fang Shaobai said: "Li Qian, you can bow three times and meet the Master."

According to Fang Shaobai's prior instructions, Li Qian did not turn around and face Cheng Yunshan's direction, but was still facing the incense table, saluting and kowtow in a proper manner.

After three kowtows, Fang Shaobai smiled and said, "Licheng. Please get up!"

Li Qian stood up.

Until this time, the old man Cheng Yunshan stood up. A disciple handed over a very delicate-looking wooden box, and the old man took it. He walked up to Li Qian and said, "You have already entered my door. I am a teacher and I will give you a greeting."

Li Qian took it.

Cheng Yunshan said, "Open it and take a look."

Many people stood on tiptoe and looked over here.

Li Qian opened the box in response, but saw a feather fan inside.

Many people looked a little stunned, even in the lobby, they couldn't help but feel a little commotion.

The old man said sternly: "As we all know, the ancestors of the family avoided reading Huai, and they have always been called 'playing Zhuge', but unfortunately the Zhuge feather fan he handed down has been destroyed in the war of a hundred years ago. This feather fan is the one I have been on stage for more than 40 years. It is always in use, I will give it to you today, I hope you will keep in mind and work hard for Everbright China’s opera culture and China’s Beijing opera culture!”

From the commotion in the lobby just now, Li Qian knew that the feather fan represented a bit of significance, but he immediately bowed and said, "Master Xie. May I honor Master's will."

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It is certainly not a trivial matter for Mr. Cheng to open the mountain gate again. Therefore, although the whole ceremony may only take tens of minutes from beginning to end, many people even have to fly over from thousands of miles away to watch the ceremony, and some older generation characters also rushed over.

At the end of the ceremony, Fang Shaobai brought Li Qian to meet the elders and fellow disciples one by one.

With so many people, for a while, to be honest, Li Qian remembered a few key points, and the others were at best familiar.

Then, at noon, the party arranged by Fang Shaobai.

Everyone was very busy, and after the party was over, they quickly said goodbye and left.

And after this whole set of tedious procedures, Li Qian, even if he officially joined the door of the old man Cheng Yunshan, became his eighteenth disciple.

However, when it comes to Li Qian, the old man is obviously not as strict as the previous disciples who had been in elementary school. The two parties only agreed that Li Qian would spend two and a half days every week to study drama. According to the current class schedule, this time is initially set in the afternoon of every Wednesday and the morning of every Saturday.

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"Hey...hey...hey..."

"Uh...uh...uh..."

"Ah...ah...ah..."

There were constant voices coming from the practice room. Outside the room, Liao Liao and Qi Jie looked at each other with a helpless look.

Qi Jie rubbed his brows in distress, "Is he...injured?"

Liao Liao shook his head and sat cross-legged on the sofa without any gesture. He peeled the lychee and ate it on his own.

Qi Jie couldn't help but ask again, "He's been like this every day recently?"

This time, it was Liao Liao's turn to be surprised, "What if I don't? Don't I hang my voice every day? Singing and singing. It's all singing. Of course, voice is important. Even when he didn't study play, he would get up early and hang his voice. !"

Qi Jie pouted, speechless.

But after a while, he glanced at the practice room over there, leaned over with a gossip face, and grabbed a lychee that Liao Liao had peeled and stuffed it in his mouth. Then he asked in a low voice, "You two recently... Has he come to live often?"

Liao Liao peeled off another one, and whispered: "He probably hasn't touched his little girlfriend yet, and he didn't dare to go there, for fear of being caught by reporters, so he went back to accompany his eldest wife on time on Friday and Saturday. , weekend to Thursday, all here!"

Qi Jie raised her eyebrows and said nothing. She grabbed two lychees and sat back to peel them.

Liao Liao glanced at her and felt something was wrong. He asked: "You came so early, what's the matter?"

Qi Jie sighed after peeling a lychee and stuffing it in her mouth. He threw the rest back, clapped his hands, took his briefcase, and said helplessly, "Sister Runqing's concert is almost finished, and now we need to confirm the guest list, and then, there are still some company matters. Son……"

While speaking, she took out a stack of documents, and Liao Liao quickly waved his hand. "I'm not his wife, don't read it to me! Wait for him to hang up later. You read it to him. I don't care!"

Qi Jie reluctantly put down the document and looked at her. "What do you think you're lazy? He's okay. Although he's not doing his job, he's going to learn something. Look at you. There are not many reporters at the door of the company, okay? You've been on leave for ten days. , I don't believe it. Are you still in pain? You can't walk yet? Should you go to the company to report something? Also, did Sister Runqing call you? You should go to her concert. Not going?"

Liao Liao was also a little ashamed when she heard the words, and finally stopped, but soon, before she could speak, the practice room actually stopped.

Both of them thought that Li Qian was going to come out.

But then, a guitar sound suddenly came out.

Liao Liao gave Qi Jie a wink and whispered, "Come here, let me tell you, this is the time I enjoy the most every day now, it's more enjoyable than the two of us doing errands at night! There are good songs to listen to every day!"

Qi Jie rolled her eyes and began to sing: "You are in the bright sun in the south, the snow is flying, I am in the cold night in the north, the four seasons are like spring, if there is time before dark, I will forget your eyes..."

The two women sat on the sofa in the living room, and no one spoke.

Liao Liao hugged his fruit bowl and Qi Jie held his folder, but his mind seemed to be taken away by the magnetic voice.

At this moment, Qi Jie unconsciously recalled the feeling of listening to him sing secretly while hiding in the corridor.

In fact, it's only been a little over two years.

However, teachers and students have become bosses and bosses.

She couldn't help but pursed her lips slightly, and there was a slight sadness on her face.

However, halfway through the singing, it stopped.

After a while, the guitar sounded again, "The past has become a cloud, dissipated in front of each other, even after saying goodbye, I can't see you being sad..."

When the guitar and singing stopped again, Liao Liao looked bewildered and murmured, "You know what? Just rush to this, even if there are ten or twenty women around him, my aunt will recognize it!"

Qi Jie smiled reluctantly, speechless.

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After a while, Li Qian opened the door and came out. Seeing Qi Jie, he was slightly taken aback, "Why did you come so early?"

Qi Jie quickly adjusted her mood and shook the folder in her hand, "I have to listen to your boss's arrangement first, and then I will go back to work!"

Li Qian smiled and came over. Liao Liao held up a glass of water on the table and handed it to him, "Have you tasted the cold?"

Li Qian took it, sat down, took a sip, and nodded, "Just right."

Liao Liao nodded and sat back.

When he turned around and saw Qi Jie looking at him in surprise, Liao Liao explained subconsciously, "Give him cold water. He likes to drink a cup of warm water after hanging his throat. I will hold some boiled water."

Qi Jie pouted and said nothing, thinking that you have already learned to take care of others?

But soon, she cleared her mind, opened the folder, but didn't look at it, just said: "Sister Runqing's concert rehearsal is almost over, I chatted with Sister Runqing, what she meant was, the concert It is better to keep the performance time of the guest performers within 20 minutes as much as possible. The time is too long and it is not very good. Therefore, according to her request and the consideration of the company, we initially set a few people. Choose, do you see?"

While she was talking, Li Qian took a few more sips of water, then put down the cup and said, "No, just talk."

Qi Jie said: "There are about five to six songs in total, of which we plan to arrange two songs as Sister Runqing to sing with the guests, so we plan to invite four guests in total, two of which we will keep by ourselves, and two are She decides by herself, and she plans to invite Huang Yuqing and Liu Mingliang. Huang Yuqing is very popular, and Liu Mingliang has known her for many years, and it is very suitable. Although we have not issued an invitation, it is not a big problem. After all, even without our company, Sister Runqing His personal connections are also very strong.”

Having said that, she paused and said, "It's just..."

Li Qian turned to look at her, "Just what?"

Qi Jie smiled helplessly and said, "It's just that the news that Sister Runqing is going to hold a concert has already spread, so in the past month, many record companies and many managers have come and walked around, and some even talked about it. On the bright side, I just hope to make Sister Runqing show her face at the concert. The other thing is to say, the relationship between Changsheng Records and us has always been good, and Mr. Chen even sat there for a long time... If you don't give me Wouldn't it be too offensive for them to have a quota?"

Li Qian thought about it and frowned a little.

But after a while, he said: "Give one of the two places in the company, and let Liao Liao show his face. The remaining three are still studying, and there is no new song or album to promote. It doesn't make much difference."

Qi Jie immediately said, "But that's a great incentive for them!"

Hearing this, Liao Liao pouted, "What motivates you!" Then he turned his head and touched Li Qian's arm, "Didn't you say that the song was suitable for that Gerileng the day before yesterday?" Seeing Li Qian nodded, she followed Qi Jie. Said: "If they are not emotional, just tell them that if they are emotional, let them study hard. Maybe Qian will write songs for them personally... Why don't you just press it down?"

Qi Jie blinked and nodded, "That's true. That's fine, just do it!"

Is it important to show your face at He Runqing's concert, or is it important to get a song from your own boss?

There is no need to think about the answer to this question.

The former is just going to sing a song. When there is no need to promote the new album, at best it is a familiar face, but the latter... It may mean that it has become popular overnight!

After solving this thorny problem, Qi Jie turned to the next page and wanted to continue talking, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but raised her head and looked at Li Qian, "You are really singing more and more now. Sounds good, really don't think about going to sing a song?"

Li Qian smiled when he heard the words, raised his cup to drink water, and thought for a while, and then said, "Let's talk about it later, I'll think about it again."

Qi Jie shrugged~www.wuxiaspot.com~ helplessly looked at the document in her hand.

"The following thing is, um, the two songs you wrote for the soundtrack of the TV series we received last month were very satisfied, but... you also understand that the other party proposed either Liao Liao or He Runqing to sing, The others just..."

Li Qian frowned and put down the water glass.

"Well, this is a big problem! You can't count on them both for everything!"

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Introduction: Ye Leiyang went back to the day he filled out the application. He didn't want to get ahead, he didn't want to rise to prominence, he just wanted to spend his life leisurely and slowly grow old with those important people in his life. (To be continued.)(www..)