Chapter 309 The chance to perform on stage at the Qixi Festival's "Autumn in the Pear Garden," the theme song that the production team was vying for.

"Ask Wang Yueheng to help promote traditional opera? Has he ever performed in opera?"

Upon hearing the bold suggestion from Jin Qiaoling, the girl in blue, Xu Guangyi, with her full head of white hair, was taken aback and asked in confusion.

"He's never sung traditional opera, but who says promoting opera means you have to perform? We can just have him help promote it!"

“Didn’t a reporter from Kyoto TV and a TV station come to film our Qixi Festival’s Pear Garden Autumn event? We can invite him along.”

Jin Qiaoling, still wearing her blue-painted makeup, blinked her watery eyes and said.

With his bulging mouth still chewing food, he looked innocent and naive.

"Hehe, Ling'er, just eat your food properly. Don't offer any unreliable suggestions."

"The Qixi Festival's Autumn in the Pear Garden has a towering figure like Elder Jiang Zhongli presiding over it."

"It's not like an outsider like Wang Yueheng is the one to stand up for you."

"To promote and develop the traditional opera industry, it's not just a matter of a single sentence or song."

A handsome man dressed as a female martial arts performer next to her, while picking up some food, rolled his eyes at Jin Qiaoling and lectured her.

"Oh~"

After being reprimanded by her senior brother Gong Zibi, Jin Qiaoling puffed out her cheeks, lowered her head, and groaned softly, without arguing any further.

If the grandmaster of traditional Chinese opera, Mr. Jiang Zhongli, were to come, it seems that there would be no room for outsiders.

Jin Qiaoling, who has loved traditional opera since childhood, hopes that more young people like herself will come to appreciate this national treasure.

The idea of ​​asking Wang Yueheng for help in promoting traditional Chinese culture still lingered in my mind.

She planned to wait until the dinner was over.

Quietly ask Wang Yueheng if he has any good ideas on how to promote traditional Chinese culture.

...

"Yue Heng, you sang so well just now. No wonder you are the artist that Xiaoxue is promoting."

"Come on, let me toast you to express my gratitude for this precious gift!"

Just after Wang Yueheng finished singing "As You Wish".

Mo Zixue's mother, Ying Wanlin, was the first to walk over.

She held an exquisite teacup in her hand, gently touched the cup to Wang Yueheng's, and said with a smile.

Ying Wanlin, who is only forty years old, takes good care of herself and her skin is as moisturized and radiant as that of a young person.

However, the fine crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and the two shallow nasolabial folds when she smiles reveal her true age.

"You flatter me, Auntie."

"I should be thanking you for inviting me to be your guest."

Wang Yueheng downed the tea in one gulp and smiled in response.

"I heard you're going to stay in Kyoto for a while longer. What are your plans for the future?"

"Let me see if there's anything Xiaoxue's dad and I can do to help you."

After King Yueheng finished praising her, Ying Wanlin did not rush to leave, but continued to ask questions.

Wang Yueheng knew this in his heart.

Since I just stated that I wanted to pursue Mo Zixue as my girlfriend.

This potential "mother-in-law" is probably testing me.

I want to gain a deeper understanding of my plans for the future through this method.

"I'm going to participate in CCTV's 'I Want to Be on the Spring Festival Gala' competition in a couple of days."

"If I am successfully selected, I will be able to participate in this year's Spring Festival Gala performance."

"In addition, the 'Bubble Music Platform' that I am in charge of setting up has also reached a critical stage of development, and we are actively recruiting and cultivating new signed singers."

“Our platform is also preparing to host a brand new talent show called ‘The Voice of China’. We hope you can come and give us your feedback.”

"I hope to make progress through my own efforts and abilities, and gain recognition from more people."...

Wang Yueheng, with a serious expression, explained his next plan to the middle-aged woman in front of him.

He even told the other party about the preparations for the "The Voice of China" competition without any concealment.

Anyway, the program's trademarks and copyrights have already been registered, so there's no need to worry about leaks.

He also politely declined the offer of help from Mo Zixue's mother.

"Hmm, not bad."

"I never expected that you not only sing, but also have business acumen. It's really beyond my expectations."

"You seem much more mature than Xiaoxue. I'll have to trouble you to take care of her from now on..."

After listening to Wang Yueheng's idea, Ying Wanlin nodded repeatedly in agreement, her bright smile widening.

Her tone clearly indicated that she already regarded Wang Yueheng, who was in front of her, as her future son-in-law.

His eyes revealed an expression of approval.

"Alright, Mom, are you checking my household registration? Yue Heng's career will only get better and better on his own, you don't need to worry about him."

"Why don't you go over there and chat with my aunt and the others..."

At this moment, Mo Zixue, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore and said with blushing cheeks.

She was very clear about Wang Yueheng's background and experiences.

I'm afraid that my mom might say something wrong or ask a question that she shouldn't, which would upset her.

"Alright, alright, I won't bother you two anymore, you two keep talking."

Ying Wanlin glanced at her daughter's flushed face and smiled knowingly.

"Oh, right, Mom!"

Just as Ying Wanlin turned around, Mo Zixue suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called out to her mother.

"What's wrong?"

Ying Wanlin turned around, holding her teacup, and asked curiously.

"You absolutely must not tell anyone about what Wang Yueheng just told you about the new variety show."

"I can't even tell my dad. This show hasn't officially started yet. If it gets leaked, it could cause losses to the platform."

Mo Zixue, who had just been blushing and shy, immediately regained her serious expression when work was mentioned.

"Okay, I got it. I promise I'll keep it a secret."

When Ying Wanlin saw her daughter's serious, business-like demeanor, she was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but laugh.

This was the first time she had ever seen her daughter so serious and focused.

He had never seen his well-behaved daughter speak to him in such a "warning" manner before.

"It seems Xiaoxue is really interested in this Wang Yueheng..."

Thinking this to herself, Ying Wanlin smiled and quickly walked over to her sisters.

"I have something to tell you, but I'm only telling you this, and you're not allowed to tell anyone else!"

Before anyone could ask about Wang Yueheng and Mo Zixue,

Ying Wanlin, who claimed to be "tight-lipped," put down her teacup and eagerly shared with her sisters:

"You guys don't know, do you? Yue Heng not only sings, he's also a major shareholder in a company called 'Bubble Music'..."

"In addition, they are preparing to organize a super-large-scale talent competition..."

...

"well…"

Not far away, I watched my mother chatting animatedly with my aunts.

Mo Zixue couldn't help but sigh softly.

I had overestimated my mother's ability to keep secrets.

My mom is great in every way, except she's too soft-hearted...

Fortunately, Wang Yueheng only discussed things that could be made public, otherwise his unreliable mother might have spread the word somewhere.

"Next time, whatever happens, please don't tell my mom. Besides playing mahjong, all she loves is gossiping..."

"She'll definitely be trying to chat with you a lot in the future, so avoid telling her anything you can avoid saying..."

Dressed in a red dress, Mo Zixue reminded Wang Yueheng apologetically.

"I find Auntie quite interesting. I originally thought your parents were the very strict type..."

Wang Yueheng, on the contrary, comforted Mo Zixue with a smile.

Having lacked maternal love since childhood, he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness when he saw Mo Zixue's mother, who always had a bright smile on her face.

The other person's smile was entirely from the heart, a pure and simple kindness.

It gives people a warm and comfortable feeling.

Just as Ying Wanlin was sharing Wang Yueheng's "legendary story" with her sisters.

She also saw Wang Yueheng and Mo Zixue watching her through the gaps in the crowd.

He hurriedly waved his arms and shook them cheerfully.

In my heart.

Ying Wanlin breathed a sigh of relief, as if she had completed a task.

Oh.