Chapter 74 (1/2)
”From China?” Li Zitao directly sat up, grabbed the ticket and looked carefully.
”New York metropolitan, a Peking Opera master from China, a great artist who is popular with 50000 people, Mei Lanfang is a special performance of Meilanfang!”
When he pronounced the last name, Li Zitao's voice was like a rooster whose voice had been pinched. His tone was raised by eight tones in an instant.
”Charlie, how about this consultation fee?” Seeing his surprise, Lawrence said triumphantly.
”Great.” Li Zitao looked at the ticket with complicated complexion, as if he felt that the words he had just said were not enough to express his excitement. He said again, ”great!”
”Ha, what are you waiting for? Let's go now.” 'cried Lawrence, waving his arm.
On the plane to New York, Li Zitao still felt like a dream. Mei Lanfang, a familiar name, will never be forgotten by any Chinese.
The first of the four famous dans, the king of the performing arts, and the founder of the Mei school, he promoted the art of Peking Opera to an unprecedented height with his elegant performance and flowing singing.
It was he who spread the art of Peking Opera all over the world, and there was a frenzy called ”Mei whirlwind” all over the world.
Even in the past 21 century, the legend of this Peking Opera master is still popular, and his love with the emperor of winter is even more lamentable.
I didn't expect that in another strange world, he was lucky to see the legend and watch his performance.
”A little excited.” Li Zitao murmured in accordance with his heart beating fiercely.
He is not a fan of drama, but he still has a feeling of admiration, admiration and respect for artists like Mei Lanfang.
It is with the efforts and efforts of these people that Chinese traditional culture can go abroad and show the world the splendor and details of an ancient country with thousands of years of cultural heritage.
What made him feel more complicated was that it was the future event related to the three eastern provinces. The Manchuria incident recorded in the previous history,
because of the commander's wrong judgment and slightly weak character, the 400000 Eastern garrison watched the devils and occupied the three eastern provinces under their noses.
Li Zitao has been telling himself that he can't intervene in this kind of thing. Now the little devil can challenge the Soviet Union.
Although there are many reasons for this, we have to admit that the little devils in this period were powerful. Even the United States should face up to its status.
Li Zitao did not think that he had the strength to resist a country, nor did he have the lofty consciousness of a savior. But at this time, fate gave him a chance to meet Mei Lanfang.
This made him ask himself in his heart, ”should I do something?”
When he arrived at the metropolitan theater in New York, Li was still in a tangle.
”Do you want a ticket, sir? Big artists from China only need 15 dollars. ” As soon as he got off the bus, two white cattle came up and looked at him warmly.
There is no shortage of scalpers in America, especially in this high-profile show. Tickets in the hands of ticket vendors have increased from $7 to $10, and then to $15 before the show starts today. Even so, it can't resist people's enthusiasm.
”We already have it.” Seeing Li Zitao's absent-minded appearance, Lawrence waved the ticket in his hand and said.
The two yellow cattle did not care. They turned to another Chinese and said, ”Sir, do you need a ticket? Great artists from China... ”
”How much is it?” Asked the man in plain clothes.
”15 dollars.” ”The big artist has only one performance in New York. If you miss it, you can't see it.”
”Yes, but I only have $10.” Some of the man said.
”Thirteen dollars, sir. The show is about to begin.” Seeing his expression doesn't seem to be faking, the Yellow Cattle tentatively said a sentence.
”I bought it.” Li Zitao stood out, took out two $10 knives and handed them to each other.
”Thank you, sir. I don't know what to call it?” Looking at the tickets handed over by Li Zitao, Zhao Yaozhong is embarrassed and grateful and hugs his fist.
”Li Zitao, how about you?” Li Zitao said with a smile.
”Zhao Yaozhong.” Zhao Yaozhong said shyly, his face was slightly emaciated, his eyes were gentle, his hair was thirty-seven and his hair was shiny.
”Let's go in and talk about it. The show is about to start.” Li Zitao warmly greets.
”Alas.” Zhao Yaozhong nodded and said with some emotion: ”I can't imagine that master Mei is so popular in America. The price of five dollars is three times as much.”
”Art knows no borders.” Li Zitao said casually.
Zhao Yaozhong was stunned and said with a sharp smile: ”yes, art does not know national boundaries, but artists have different nationalities.”
”Ouch, if you meet a compatriot, you will get the gold sentence. This friend is not simple!” Li Zitao thought with tears and laughter.
”Charlie, is this your friend?” Lawrence was waiting at the gate of the theater. When he saw Li Zitao coming with another Chinese stranger, he asked in surprise.”Lawrence, my friend.” ”This is Zhao Yaozhong, my compatriot,” Li said
”Hey, man, you look so skinny.” Lawrence is very familiar, with his fist against Zhao Yaozhong's chest jokingly.
”Hey, hey.” Zhao Yaozhong grabbed the back of his head and said shyly, ”when I study, I always forget to eat. When I think about it, the dining hall is closed, so I can only make a living by myself.”