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Chapter 41: To inherit the will of the ancestors

"Yes, we are fascinated, old man, tell me more!"

Off the field, two or three listeners listened in fascination, but looking at their identities, they looked like workers who had just come home from get off work.

Teahouses like this, listening to books and listening to dramas, used to be things that wealthy people only consumed. Now with the introduction of various cultures, there are not many storytellers and teahouses like this, and business is naturally not as good as others. Things are booming. When these people got off work, they saw the teahouse open, so they wanted to come in and have a look. Unexpectedly, there were no ticket collectors.

The movie theater next door is full every day, and even late at night, some people go to see it at night.

However, the teahouse here is no longer the scenery of the past, even if the door is open, few people are willing to come in.

So, these people put off prostitution for a long time, and when they came, they saw that the storyteller was over.

Don't forget to say a few words and do it again!

It's not that they don't have money to listen to, but that they feel that they are taking care of the storyteller, but they feel that it is right for them to prostitute.

Just when he heard Lu Bu's halberd shoot at the Yuanmen, the halberd flew halfway and stopped talking.

It was somewhat uncomfortable.

Seeing that the storytellers on the stage remained motionless, they shouted:

"Let's talk about it, I haven't finished this one yet! At least this one is finished, right?"

on the stage,

Qiao Xiang held the desk with a pale face, not because he stopped talking, but because he didn't have the strength to continue.

He, who was called a master in the past, has spoken about how many times and years have passed.

With his mouth eloquent and his clothes stained with dust, he has also been beautiful in so many world legends.

The current physical condition is not good, just like this storytelling, singing and acting, it seems that they are approaching their old age together!

He has been proficient in the quintessence of Peking Opera all his life, and he is also a storyteller. Singing and storytelling is his specialty, and he is known as everyone in the circle. Unfortunately, he still cannot restore its decline and no one can inherit it!

Especially those masters in the storytelling of Longguo Peking Opera in recent years, the masters have left one after another, and the quintessence of the country has become even more withered!

My time is short, just like people who are keen on these things are getting old in batches.

Those workers saw that the old man stopped talking and lost interest, and immediately left the venue.

I'm going to come back tomorrow and continue prostitution.

After everyone left, Qiao Xiang got up and looked at the teahouse with desolation.

There is no splendor and excitement of the past.

At this time, a figure walked in, and he seemed a little angry after seeing Qiao Xiang's figure.

hurriedly stepped forward.

The thick middle-aged man's voice sounded, a little anxious:

"Dad, why did you come here at night again?"

Saying that, he put his coat over Qiao Xiang.

Looking at the person who came with thick eyebrows and big eyes, it was his son and also his apprentice - Qiao Sheng

Qiao Xiang smiled bitterly:

"I don't know how many times I'll come back. It's always good to take a look!"

"You can't go on like this anymore. If the brothers and sisters hadn't contacted me last night, I wouldn't even know where you went! You promised me at the time, but you can't tell me, why did you change your mind today?"

Qiao Sheng looked at him angrily and distressed, and asked.

Although there are some complaints, the respect between the words comes from the heart, and there is no disrespect.

"Usually, the tea house can be open until three in the morning, how can I see the light of the tea house is dim today! I was a little itchy, thinking about going to the stage to say two paragraphs, I never thought that this body would be unforgiving, and said Half of it, but I can't go on! The few listeners who harmed him even gave the old man a bad review, alas!"

Qiao Xiang explained, but the sadness in her heart was hard to tell.

Over the years, seeing this industry getting worse and worse, with no successor to the national quintessence, he felt very sad in his heart.

I have insisted on something for a lifetime, and I want to inherit the aspirations of my ancestors and pass on the fragrance to future generations. Who would have thought that such a situation and predicament would be possible.

The apprentices who came to sing now all need to do other jobs to make a living.

In the backyard of the tea house, the disciples who practiced basic skills in the courtyard have long since disappeared.

"It's all free prostitutes, you don't have to worry about it! I'll take you back now!"

When Qiao Sheng heard this, he could only comfort him.

Times are different!

Said, take the old man home.

I never thought about it, the old man just nodded his head and felt his eyes darkened, and he fainted!

Qiao Sheng's complexion changed greatly:

"dad!"

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