Chapter 74: Opera master

　　 "From China?" Li Zitao sat up directly and took a look at the ticket.
　　 "Metropolitan New York, a master of Peking opera from China, a big artist welcomed by fifty thousand people, Mei Lanfang!!"
　　 When he pronounced the last name, Li Zitao's voice was like a being held in his throat.
　　 "Charlie, how about this consulting fee?" Lawrence said proudly when he saw his surprise.
　　 "Great." Li Zitao stared at the ticket with a complex face, as if feeling the words just now were not enough to express his excitement, and said again: "Excellent!"
　　 "Hah, what are you waiting for, let's go now." Lawrence shouted.
　　 Sitting on the plane to New York, Li Zitao still feels like being in a dream. Mei Lanfang, this familiar name, will not be forgotten by any Chinese.
　　 The head of the four famous emperors, the king of Lingjie and the originator of Meipai Kaishan, he promoted the art of Peking opera to an unprecedented height with his graceful performances and singing vocals.
　　 It was he who spread the art of Peking opera to the whole world, and spurred a craze called ‘Mei Whirlwind’ around the world.
　　 Even in the 21st century in the previous life, the legend about the master of Peking opera is still circulating for a long time, and his love with the Winter Emperor is even more regrettable.
　　 did not expect that in another unfamiliar world, he was fortunate enough to see the legendary person and watch his performance.
　　 "A little excited." Li Zitao murmured according to his beating heart.
　　 He is not a fan of drama, but he still has a feeling of admiration, worship and respect for art like Mei Lanfang.
　　 It is the dedication and efforts of these people to make the traditional Chinese culture go abroad and show the world the beauty and heritage of an ancient country with thousands of years of cultural heritage.
　　 And what made him even more complicated was that it was a major event related to the three eastern provinces in the future, and the Manchurian incident recorded in the history of the previous life,
　　Because of the misjudged judgment of the commander-in-chief and the slightly weak character, the 400,000 Dongshujun looked at the little devil and invaded the three eastern provinces under their eyes.
　　Li Zitao has been admonishing himself that this kind of thing is not for him to intervene, but now the little devil can compete with the Soviet Union.
　　 Although there are many reasons for this, I have to admit that the little devil in this period is powerful, even the United States must face its status squarely.
　　Li Zitao doesn't think he has the power to resist a nation, nor the lofty consciousness of the savior, but this time fate gives him the opportunity to meet Mei Lanfang.
　　Can't help but ask him in his mind: "Should I do something?"
　　When he got on the bus to the Metropolitan Theater in New York, Li Zitao was still in a tangled situation.
　　 "Sir, do you want a ticket? A big artist from China, only $15." Just after getting off the bus, two white scalpers came together and looked at him enthusiastically.
The United States also has no shortage of oxen, and this is even more the case for this high-profile performance. Tickets in the ticket seller’s door have increased from the original 7 US dollars to 10 US dollars, and then to the 15 US dollars before today’s show. Resist people's enthusiasm.
　　 "We already have it." Seeing Li Zitao absent-minded, Lawrence said with a wave of his hand.
　　 The two oxen didn't care, so they turned and walked towards another Chinese, "Sir, do you need a ticket? A big artist from China..."
　　 "How much is it?" asked the plainly dressed man.
　　 "15 US dollars." Huang Niu smiled and took out the ticket, looking at the other party hesitated and shook the ticket. "The big artist has only one performance in New York. If you miss it, you won't see it."
　　 "Yes, but I only have 10 US dollars." The man said a little stubbornly.
　　 "Thirteen dollars, sir, the performance is about to begin." Seeing his expression does not look like fraud, the scalper said tentatively.
　　 "I bought it." Li Zitao stood up, took out two 10 US dollars and handed it to the other party.
　　 "Thank you gentleman, I don't know how to call it?" Looking at the ticket from Li Zitao, Zhao Yaozhong was embarrassed and grateful.
　　 "Li Zitao, how about you?" Li Zitao smiled.
　　 "Zhao Yaozhong." Zhao Yaozhong said a little shyly, his face was slightly thin, and his eyes were slick, and the hair comb of the hair style was very shiny.
　　 "Go, let's go in and say, the performance is about to begin." Li Zitao greeted enthusiastically.
　　 "Ah." Zhao Yaozhong nodded, with some emotion; "Unexpectedly, Master Mei is also so popular in the United States. The price of 5 US dollars is actually tripled."
　　 "Art knows no borders." Li Zitao said casually.
　　 Zhao Yaozhong was stunned for a while, and he smiled: "Yes, art does not know national boundaries, but artists have nationality."
　　 "Oh, just come across a compatriot and straighten out the sentence. This friend is not easy!" Li Zitao thought with a smile.
　　 "Charlie, is this your friend?" Lawrence waited at the entrance of the theater. When he saw Li Zitao coming with another strange Chinese, he asked unexpectedly.
　　 "Lawrence, my friend." Li Zitao introduced: "This is Zhao Yaozhong, my compatriot."
　　 "Hey, man, you look too thin." Lawrence joked with fists against Zhao Yaozhong's chest.
　　 "Hey." Zhao Yaozhong scratched his head and shyly said: "I always forget to eat when I study, and when I think of it, the dining room is closed and I can only make a living."
　　 "Oh, another good student." Lawrence exaggerated.
　　 "The performance is about to start." Li Zitao took the lead and walked inward.
　　 "Lawrence, could you please let us sit down together." Finally, I met an interesting fellow, and Li Zitao wanted to talk more with each other.
　　 "I'll arrange it." Lawrence nodded and walked towards the small door next to it.
　　With Rockefeller's gold signboard, their seats were transferred from the ordinary seats to the private rooms on the third floor on the right side. This is one of the best perspectives to watch the stage.
　　 "Brother Zhao is still in school now?" Amazed by the magnificence of the Metropolitan Opera House, the three sat down and talked casually, waiting for the performance to begin.
　　 "Yes, I am studying for a doctorate at Caltech to complete the final experimental project."
　　 Zhao Yaozhong smiled at the stage below; "This is not to hear that Master Mei is here. I want to see you before I leave, and I don't know if I can see it."
Dr. 　　, a foreign doctoral student in this era, is a good student!
　　 "I can definitely see you. I heard that Master Mei is very kind, and will shake hands with the audience in front of the stage after each end. As long as the audience does not leave, he will not go."
　　 These are all from memories of previous lives. Li Zitao had specifically checked the love stories of King Ling and Winter Emperor.
　　 "That's great. I have loved drama since I was a kid. When I was a kid, I always followed grandma to listen to drama. At that time, I still wanted to be a drama person in the future!" Zhao Yaozhong laughed.
　　 "Fortunately, you didn't do this, otherwise it must be a loss in the physical world." Li Zitao laughed, and this time he was already thinking about how to "hook up" this learning hegemony.
　　 "Oh, I remember, the genius from China, Zhao." Lawrence suddenly called out: "The National Academy of Sciences published information and papers about you, called, called..."
　　 "Hard γ-ray absorption coefficient measurement." Zhao Yaozhong smiled in good faith.
　　 "Yes, my father said you are a genius." Lawrence clapped.
　　 "..." Li Zitao listened to a mist of water, what is "hard Y" and "ray" but he is very good at grasping the point.
　　Genius, what he lacks now is genius, "Genius compatriots who come to the door!"
　　 "It's the beginning." Zhao Yaozhong pointed at the stage with bright eyes.
　　 Seeing that the stage curtain was opening, Li Zitao could only suppress the excitement, and planned to wait until the performance was over before chatting with him alone.
　　If Li Zitao knew what the shy young man next to him would have in the future, he would probably tie the other person away immediately.
　　 The first "Fenhewan", the moment when Mei Lanfang dressed in costumes appeared, the whole opera house was silent.
　　 is born on the stage, as long as he goes to that station, his eyes will be attracted by him involuntarily, as if even his soul has been drawn in.
　　 Yaner's pink cheeks contain eyes that are affectionate as if they can talk, and each smile is graceful and magnificent. Anyone who sees it can't believe it. This posture will be a male body.
　　 sorrowful, joyful, shook his sleeves, kneeled, bowed, bowed, smiled, looked back, and rested for a lifetime.
　　 The sword dance in the red thread stolen box made the American dance masters amazed.
　　 The loyal maiden in the thorn tiger, the tenderness of the virtual and the snake is like water, and the ultimate righteousness of the deceased and generous martyrdom, so that many Hollywood stars shed tears. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
　　Long-sleeved solo dance in Luoshen, double-sword dance in Farewell My Concubine, and flower sickle dance in Chang'e flying to the moon, the audience was stunned, "There are so many forms of dance."
　　 One after another, drama after drama, when the stage curtain was completely closed and the lights were on, the audience of the entire opera house stood up.
　　 They couldn't restrain their inner excitement, the redness of their hands, and shouted in thunderous applause: "China·Mei, Chin·Mei..."
　　The audience's reaction was too enthusiastic. Mei Lanfang didn't have time to remove makeup, so he hurriedly took the team to the stage and humbly shook hands with each audience to thank.
　　 "Master Mei, your performance is too wonderful." The younger brother Zhao Yaozhong lined up to the stage, gripping Mei Lanfang's hand excitedly, and pressed down firmly.
　　 "Thank you for appreciating the light. If you are not in a hurry, you will wait for the meeting in the background. Our Chinese compatriots are here." Mei Lanfang was also a little excited.
　　 was able to start the first shot of the opera in the United States, and seeing so many compatriots made him equally enthusiastic, unable to calm down the inner fluctuations for a long time.
　　 "Good, good." Zhao Yaozhong will not refuse.
　　After shaking hands with Mei Lanfang, Li Zitao gave him a meaningful look, and then went to the backstage. Lawrence even wanted to join in the fun.
　　 "What are you doing here, this is a Chinese gathering." Li Zitao said without a word.
　　 "Hey, Charlie, I am your friend." Lawrence said dissatisfiedly.
　　 "But here are all Chinese." Zhao Yaozhong snickered that Lawrence gave him a very different feeling, no other white people's arrogance when facing the Chinese.
　　Words and deeds are unpretentious, enthusiastic and generous, and it is difficult for people to dislike him.