A little after nine in the morning.
Before going out.
Hu Yibao called Hu Wenchang.
"Grandpa, I'm going to get ready."
"Come directly to Luochen Hotel."
"OK."
"When you get there, give me a call and I'll pick you up."
"I understand, Grandpa."
Luochen Hotel is more than an hour's drive from Hu Yibao's current location.
Hu Yibao was carrying a backpack and wearing casual clothes.
Wearing a hat, sunglasses and a mask.
I hailed a taxi at the hotel entrance.
"Master, Luochen Hotel."
"Okay!"
After getting on the bus.
The taxi driver is also a talkative person.
"Friend, judging by your accent, you don't sound like a local."
"I'm from Jiangnan."
"Oh! Jiangnan! I've been there before. It's a great place..."
Soon, Hu Yibao and the taxi driver started chatting about all sorts of things.
Although there was some traffic along the way, Hu Yibao didn't feel that time was passing slowly.
A little after eleven o'clock in the morning.
Hu Yibao arrived at Luochen Hotel.
Just got off the bus.
Hu Yibao saw his grandfather.
An old man who looks to be in his fifties, full of energy, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, wearing a short-sleeved Tang suit, loose trousers, and cloth shoes, stands there straight and upright.
It's just that compared to a few years ago, my hair is a little thinner and grayer.
Time is unforgiving.
"grandfather!"
Hu Yibao shouted, and while speaking, he took off his mask and sunglasses.
Hu Wenchang looked at Hu Yibao, walked over quickly, looked him up and down, and said with a satisfied smile.
"My eldest grandson is really getting more and more handsome."
Hu Wenchang has always been aware of Hu Yibao's affairs, and he often mentions Hu Yibao when chatting with his friends.
But later, Hu Wenchang never thought that Hu Yibao would become a big star, and a top-tier one at that. In order to get to know Hu Yibao better, Hu Wenchang even changed his mobile phone from a senior citizen's phone to a smart phone.
It took me a long time to learn how to use Weibo, read the news, and watch short videos.
"Haha," Hu Yibao smiled, "Grandpa, your body is getting stronger and stronger."
An old man in his fifties walking behind Hu Wenchang said to Hu Yibao with a smile.
"You are Brother Hu's eldest grandson. You are really handsome and have become a big star."
Chen Jianguo would hear his senior brother mention Hu Yibao's affairs every day.
"My eldest grandson has released a new song."
“This is my oldest grandson’s album.”
"Who of you wants to go to the movie? It's made by my eldest grandson. I'll treat you."
You know, Hu Wenchang is now one of the Eight Great Peking Opera Masters. Although he doesn't make much money, his status is still there.
Chen Jianguo naturally couldn't suppress his curiosity about someone who showed off to him every day, so he took the initiative to follow and take a look.
Hu Wenchang introduced him, "This is my junior fellow apprentice. You can just call him Grandpa Chen."
Hu Yibao immediately said, "Hello, Grandpa Chen."
Chen Jianguo was filled with joy at these words and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay!"
"Let's go in first!"
Entered Luochen Hotel.
Hu Yibao looked around. Inside and outside, everything was festive. The guests were all wearing formal attire. It seemed that this tycoon was also a very particular person.
"The show is on the fourth floor."
In the elevator, Hu Wenchang said to Hu Yibao.
"There's about an hour left before it's our turn to perform."
"Grandpa, what are we going to sing this time?" Hu Yibao asked with a smile.
Hu Yibao currently possesses the professional skills of the God of Opera. Any opera in China today is easy for him to perform.
If possible.
Hu Yibao also wanted to go on stage and sing a few lines.
"Farewell My Concubine." Hu Wenchang said.
This track.
Hu Yibao is well-known and is also one of the most classic plays in Peking Opera.
"When will you appear?" Hu Yibao asked.
Chen Jianguo said with a smile, "Second to last, the final appearance."
Although Peking Opera is a bit desolate nowadays, its status remains and it is still the finale of the show.
"Very good!" Hu Yibao said with a smile.
The elevator reached the fourth floor.
"I'll take you to see our opera troupe." Hu Wenchang said with a smile as he stepped out of the elevator.
In the dressing room backstage, Hu Yibao saw his grandfather's troupe that was performing Farewell My Concubine. There were about twenty or thirty people, both men and women.
They all had facial makeup painted on.
With Hu Wenchang's grand introduction and Hu Yibao's current fame, he quickly became familiar with everyone.
…
…
Backstage, another private room.
The superior was frowning and looking at the middle-aged man in front of him.
I was arranging some things backstage when he suddenly called me over.
"Mr. Shangguan, could you please mention our Ying Er program in the past?"
"What's going on?"
"I'm truly sorry, but our artist has an urgent matter and needs to catch a flight, so he won't be the last one to perform."
"I thought it was something else." The official chuckled and shook his head. "Then Ying Er will be the second to last to appear and the finale!"
"Thank you, Mr. Shangguan."
“You’re welcome!”
Watching Ying Er's agent leave, I remember that the original finale was Farewell My Concubine, but who still listens to opera now, so they let Farewell My Concubine be the last one and the main act.
It’s like seeing you off!
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