"Moreover, I have already investigated this program, and there should be no risk of it backfiring."
Mo Zixue guessed Wang Yueheng's thoughts and smiled in response.
Wang Yueheng is now a popular figure online thanks to his many outstanding works.
What we have in abundance is this kind of variety show resource.
It's right to consider it carefully.
...
"Hello, Teacher Yue Heng, I'm sorry to bother you. I'm Meng Yujia, who was introduced by Teacher Feng Gong. This is my mentor, Bai Haisheng!"
"These two are Gui Shuyan, the vice mayor of Quanzhou City in charge of arts and culture, and Secretary Zhao."
The next morning.
The guest, who had been contacted in advance, knocked on Wang Yueheng's hotel room door.
There were four people who came to visit.
An elderly woman and a young woman.
And two middle-aged men who were clearly dressed in official attire.
Meng Yujia, a young woman wearing a chiffon dress, was the first to introduce herself to Wang Yueheng.
To Wang Yueheng's surprise,
Besides the two artists who came to discuss their creative process with me.
Surprisingly, there was also a vice mayor of Quanzhou City and his secretary.
After greeting each of the four people,
Wang Yueheng then ushered the other party into the study, and the group sat together at the tea table.
"Glug glug~"
At this moment, the purified water boiling in the electric kettle next to the tea table has begun to bubble.
"Welcome, teachers and leaders. Please have some tea to soothe your throats."
Mo Zixue, who was sitting in the main seat, got up and poured tea for the guests one after another.
Today, Mo Zixue is wearing a white silk shirt paired with a black fitted long skirt.
She wore a pair of emerald green bracelets on her fair, snow-white wrists, giving her an exquisite and elegant appearance.
"Thank you, Teacher Xiaoxue! You're even more beautiful than on TV!"
Meng Yujia, a young girl also wearing a long dress, was attracted by the female assistant's temperament and couldn't help but praise her.
No wonder Wang Yueheng has never had any scandals with other female artists despite being in the industry for so long.
With such a highly educated and elegant woman by my side, what more could I ask for...?
"Thank you, Sister Yujia. You've become an inheritor of intangible cultural heritage at such a young age. I must learn from you!"
Mo Zixue smiled gently and responded modestly while pouring tea.
Just last night, after Feng Gong and Wang Yueheng finished their conversation.
Mo Zixue then received a call from the other party.
Upon learning that the guests had been introduced by Director Feng Gong.
He turned out to be an inheritor of Quanzhou puppet show, an intangible cultural heritage.
This puppetry inheritor named Meng Yujia is only three years older than Mo Zixue.
As the tea is brewed.
The room was soon filled with the aroma of tea.
"I'm visiting my young friend Wang Yueheng today because I heard that you're going to perform at the Qixi Festival opera gala."
"Have you ever heard of our Dragon Kingdom's traditional art, puppetry, or marionette shows?"
The elderly Bai Haisheng, with his long beard, took a sip of tea and looked at Wang Yueheng with a solemn expression, asking him a question.
"I know a bit about it; it must be a traditional art of the Han Chinese, right?"
"It is a theatrical form that uses string puppets to tell a story."
Wang Yueheng, sitting to the side, thought for a moment and then answered.
"That's right. In China, our puppet show has a long history, originating in the Han Dynasty and flourishing in the Tang Dynasty."
"Years ago, our Quanzhou puppet show was included in the first batch of national intangible cultural heritage lists..."
"Unfortunately, given the diversification of our market environment and the changing entertainment preferences of young people..."
"Some descendants of puppeteers are unwilling to carry on the tradition, and it's difficult to find suitable and outstanding candidates in society to succeed them..."
"Our Quanzhou puppet show, and indeed all kinds of puppet shows across the country, are facing a survival crisis and the risk of being lost..."
Bai Haisheng, his face weathered and his expression dejected, poured out his heart.
"This time, it was Yujia who persuaded me, hoping that I could cooperate with you."
"Through this stage of a traditional opera gala, we hope to bring more young people's attention to Chinese puppetry, a theatrical culture passed down from our ancestors..."
"That's why I contacted you through Director Feng Gong of the Chinese Opera Association..."
Then, the elder Bai Haisheng spoke frankly, revealing the purpose of his visit to Wang Yueheng.
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