Chapter 387: Grand Scene of the Century
Chu Siran's facial expression was changing very slightly. She hummed, "I understand..." Isn't it just that he's not worthy of her? She, Chu Siran, is naturally beautiful, and there are too few people who can match her. At least when she stands next to Qin Chaotian, she can also set off herself.
"Then what? You still don't want to cancel the engagement?" Lin Yilan understood what she meant, but because of their relationship, she didn't want to force her.
They were just best friends, and she had no right to dictate other people's lives. Lin Yilan also knew that Chu Siran was very likely in love with Qin Chaotian, so she asked tentatively, "Chu Siran, if I could change your mother's mind, would you still choose to marry Qin Chaotian?"
"I don't know. Hey, Lin Yilan, don't think about these false things! You also said it was if. Ever since I knew that Qin Chaotian and I were engaged, I have mentioned it to Mother's Day many times, but she has never paid any attention to me. The affairs between our Chu family and the Qin family cannot be explained in a few words. Now that the cooperation between the Chu family and the Qin family has begun, everything will not be so easy, unless... the cooperation collapses!" Chu Siran shrugged: "But do you think it's possible? The collapse of this cooperation means that my father will definitely jump off the building! He has poured too much effort into this and will not allow others to destroy it. You don't understand his pursuit of power."
That's no longer obsession, it's madness.
Lin Yilan understood and didn't force Chu Siran anymore. She chatted with her at her home for a while, then went to the theme milk tea shop they jointly opened and sat for a while. This was her first time here since the shop opened.
There were more customers in line than Lin Yilan had imagined, half of them students of the theater's director, Xu Ziwen. Xu Ziwen and Wang Yimo were busy, but when they saw Lin Yilan, the Buddha, approach, they dropped their work and sat down. "Boss Lin, are you here for a spot check?"
"Hey, what's with the random inspection? You're the boss. I haven't contributed anything except the money. How are you adjusting here, Teacher Xu?"
Speaking of this, Xu Ziwen and Wang Yimo were incredibly grateful to Lin Yilan. "Lin Yilan, you truly are the savior of our national quintessence! Speaking of this, I really have to thank you. I'm just too rigid in my thinking, never considering integrating opera with modern society! That's why I've done things I thought were serious but still haven't seen the rewards. Your idea has truly inspired a new generation of trendsetters." Xu Ziwen handed Lin Yilan a cup of milk tea. "Look, I've changed the flavors to mask-like, just as you instructed. Students who want to try it will clearly understand the basics of Peking Opera. I'm so happy every day hearing people talk about this national quintessence I've always wanted to promote. Lin Yilan, I'm truly grateful to you."
Lin Yilan felt a little embarrassed and repeatedly declined, "Teacher Xu, don't say that. This is all thanks to you and Teacher Wang Yimo. If it weren't for your hard work, it wouldn't have happened this fast. Right now, it's just in one city... My goal is to expand nationwide. Once our milk tea shop becomes popular in Haicheng, I plan to hire a big star to endorse us! We should promote our national quintessence. This is the spirit of inheritance, and I think it will get support from many TV stations."
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say. I'm already excited when I hear you say that. It doesn't matter whether the milk tea shop is big or small, the most important thing is the legacy."
"Hmm." Lin Yilan took a sip of her milk tea and suddenly heard a girl at another table calling her family. On a whim, she said, "Actually, we can add another item to our milk tea shop."
"What project?"
"You see, the problem with modern people is that they don't communicate enough with the older generation. Modern people, relying on their phones, miss out on many beautiful moments in life. But the older generation is getting older, after all. To encourage more conversation between grandparents and grandchildren, we can start a project here called: No Regrets!"
"No regrets?" Xu Ziwen liked the name as soon as he heard it.
"Do you mean to tell them more old stories?"
"No, no, no." Lin Yilan corrected Xu Ziwen, "Yes, write! Add photos, cover this entire wall, and write stories about a harmonious family. You can write about sad stories, happy stories, or let customers write."
Xu Ziwen's opinion of Lin Yilan changed again: "Lin Yilan, you are a genius!"
"No, thank you, Teacher Xu." She wasn't a genius, she just had a lot of ideas. Lin Yilan sat by the window, looking out through the transparent glass, and suddenly thought of something. Grandma would be so bored at home alone, why not bring her over to listen to a two-day opera?
Grandma must have a lot of common topics with Teacher Xu Ziwen, and any sparks that come between the two of them can be recorded.
Lin Yilan thought about it and called Grandma Huo. Grandma Huo just woke up from her nap and answered the phone and asked with a smile, "What's wrong, my dear granddaughter-in-law?"
"Grandma, do you want to come to the milk tea shop and sit for a while? If you come, I'll ask Long Cheng to pick you up."
Grandma Huo had never tried milk tea before and knew it was something for young people, so she refused it on the spot: "No... Granddaughter-in-law, I appreciate your kindness. I'm still recovering, so I won't go with you to drink milk tea."
"No, grandma, come on, you won't regret it! That's it, hurry up and pack up, I'll send Long Cheng back to pick you up."
Before Grandma Huo could react, the other party hung up the phone.
Lin Yilan mentioned her grandmother to Xu Ziwen, and half an hour later, Long Cheng safely brought her home. Grandma Huo immediately fell in love with the logo outside the milk tea shop, and her tense face suddenly blossomed like a flower: "Oh, Peking Opera Milk Tea Shop."
"Yeah, it's the theme. Be careful, grandma."
Long Cheng helped Grandma Huo into the milk tea shop. Grandma Huo stared at everything inside the shop as if she had seen a new world. Simplified Peking Opera masks were graffitied on the walls, including the stories and knowledge behind each mask.
Classic Peking Opera music played from the old tape recorder. A humming sound echoed, and Grandma Huo began to sing along. She was a talented singer, and the moment she began, she stunned Xu Ziwen. He immediately switched roles and joined in, backing up Grandma Huo. The two of them finished the opera together.
Lin Yilan was so happy that she kept clapping for the two people. This rare sight was happening right in front of her! She couldn't miss it, so she immediately took out her phone and recorded the two people singing Peking Opera together, and uploaded it to her short video app account.
She herself didn't have much data, but she didn't expect that ten minutes later, her phone would vibrate non-stop as if it was bombarded with calls.
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