Chapter 11 Aunt's Postmodern Life 11

--------------- Aunt's Postmodern Life 11(1) --------------- The final event of "100 Operas and 100 Tickets in Liyuan" was held in Emei, which was really lively.Hundreds of fans from all over the country gathered together. Because the final event was broadcast live on the local TV station for the first time, it was as tense as the CCTV Singer Grand Prix, full of gunpowder, and too grand. Under the remote control of Ye Rulan's phone, Ye Rutang went on a date with Pan Zhichang as a matter of course.After getting off the bus, the van picked up by the conference affairs team of the competition parked at the entrance of Yunfei Hotel in Mount Emei, unloading a group of people like unloading goods, among the crowd waiting in the lobby, there was a pair of eyes searching for the target, scanning several people The face of an elderly woman.A group of people who don't know each other gather together, dragging suitcases and carrying luggage, shouting loudly, with different accents, waiting in line for autographs, the receptionist allocates housing, takes keys by the way, and when they read their names, Ye Rutang!Come, Room 319——In the teahouse in the corner of the lobby, the man stared at her with round eyes.That is to say, Ye Rutang was in the dark when they met for the first time, and Teacher Pan was in the light. Before the face-to-face encounter, she passed the preliminary examination in a natural state of defenselessness.Of course, Ye Rulan has full confidence in her sister's image. No matter when and where, she will always stand out from the crowd of old ladies.Considering the convenience of activities and the probability of meeting, Ye Rulan asked the housing arrangement to put them on the same floor, diagonally opposite each other.

Ye Rutang's roommate is Du Xiaohui, a contestant from Shanghai. The suitcase was placed beside the bed, and there was no one there, but from the two beautiful outfits hanging in the closet, I guessed that they were singing Tsing Yi.Kuankuan was arranged to live in the opposite room, with another half-grown boy Garfield who came to play in the name of observation. Opening the door and going in, she had just finished packing the boxes when she simply took a shower when the doorbell rang.Standing outside the door was a middle-aged old man with dyed black and white hair, wearing a bright red T-shirt, holding a stack of meeting material pockets in his left hand, and a plastic bag of fruit in his right hand, and said with a smile: " Ms. Shanghai Ye? Here I come, the road is very hard, I will bring you some fruit."

Confused, Ye Rutang answered him, "You're mistaken, I'm not a contestant. That one's not here." "Oh, I'm not mistaken, I'm Pan Zhichang, Director Ye is my friend." The other party said familiarly Come in when you're done, put the plastic bag on the coffee table.Sitting sideways on the sofa by himself, he had no intention of leaving.Ye Rutang thought it was a staff member, or someone who was trying to curry favor with his younger sister, Director Ye, to clear up the judges, so he quickly declined, but he muttered in his heart: I hate it!It's too treacherous to engage in awards, burn incense and make offerings. The nose is really sharp, and the relationship between seven aunts and eight aunts is clearly established.When I reached the front foot, the back foot was attached.

An imperceptible look flashed across Pan Zhichang's face, and he asked, "It's a pity that Director Ye didn't have a chance to come with her, but I just talked to her, don't worry, just talk about anything." She remembered that before she left, her younger sister had briefly explained that she had arrived in Emei, and that there were a few friends who took care of her and Kuan at the final meeting, and Pan was one of them. Seeing that he was very polite with a smile on her face, she felt a lot more relaxed. "Oh, you are that... Teacher Pan?" "If you don't dare to be, just call me Lao Pan!" He pursed his lips and smiled again.

Pan Zhichang took the meeting materials and started chatting with Ye Rutang while sitting on the sofa. The two of them were not nervous or embarrassed when they first met on this particular occasion, but it seemed inappropriate to talk about other things.His topic is inseparable from Peking Opera. It just so happened that Ye Rutang said that he likes Peking Opera. In this way, Pan Zhichang felt that the two of them had a logical topic of speculation. Looking at it, this year's amateur competition can be described as having a complete lineup, hard plays, and high quality. The range of repertoire sung has surpassed that of professional groups.The fanciers recommended by TV stations in Shanghai, Beijing, Tianjin and other places are even more outstanding.Fanciers from all over the country, representing different Peking Opera ticket companies, either sang a cappella, or sang in color, or performed fragments of repertoires.Now the finals take up one-third of the evaluation. The arias and repertoires they participated in, such as "Mei Fei", "Huan Sha Ji", "Mu Ke Village", "Xi Shi", "Bie Gong", "Nantian Gate", "Banquet", " Hua Tiancuo, Mulian Rescue Mother, and Chu Gonghen are all unpopular plays that have not been seen on the Peking Opera stage for many years!The final must be very exciting!Then, he took out a stack of printed materials and said that he would give a speech at the last seminar: "Thesis on Setting up Peking Opera Teaching Courses in Colleges and Universities, Developing Peking Opera Self-Entertainment Activities and the Development Future of Peking Opera Art", please advise! ...Ye Rutang was overwhelmed by flattery, and repeatedly said that he was an amateur.Seeing his unreasonable enthusiasm, she took herself as an outsider for a while, she didn't say it, but she said in her heart: Judge, why are you telling me these things, I'm here to travel and watch the theater anyway!

Ye Rutang was a little sleepy from the trip, and her eyelids were clenched.I thought his visit was just a courtesy, but Pan Zhichang just sat there and didn't leave.He poured himself another cup of tea, and then, by the way, he introduced his major, specialties, professional title level, academic achievements and awards before retirement, and described his various achievements from far and near. In terms of the situation, his enthusiasm and sincerity fully demonstrated his favor and satisfaction with Ye Rutang. Therefore, he took a break from his busy schedule and seized the limited free time before the competition to actively show himself.You know, in the short five-day finals event, the smell of gunpowder is very strong. Not to mention, being a judge is not a little stressful. Not many opportunities to confess.

After Pan Zhichang finished explaining his revolutionary history, he began to inquire about the woman. This is a very normal procedure in a matchmaking state. They understand each other.Unexpectedly, Ye Rutang was not in the mood at all, she came here wholeheartedly to play, packed up the box, took out the camera, and was planning to go downstairs to get some air and enjoy the scenery, and was not in the mood to chat with an old guy who had just met for half an hour.Pan Zhichang was very interested in asking her about her past experiences, which made her feel troubled and helpless, so she simply ignored him and avoided talking about her own ins and outs.She scribbled a few simple words, mentioned Shenyang, and Pan Zhichang's eyes lit up immediately, saying Shenyang, I know, I have been there in my 20s, and I have lived there for a long time.He remembered the Nurhachi Zhao Mausoleum in the east of the city; the Northeast Liberation Memorial Tower in the square in front of the South Railway Station of the city, with dark green Soviet tanks on the top; Columns; the roads are all in the direction of latitude and longitude, and there are many small red two-story brick and wood buildings built in the period of Little Japan, which are very tasteful... However, they later became China's heavy industry base, with serious pollution, ozone layer destruction, and urban thermal effects. , can't see the blue sky, I heard that your nose and tears are black in Shenyang?Hearing him go further and further away, Ye Rutang laughed. He is worthy of being a teacher of liberal arts. He seems to be very knowledgeable and understands everything he talks about. After chatting like this, from Beijing opera to Shenyang, the difference between Shenyang people and Shanghai people is unknowing. Yes, Ye Rutang has a little intimacy.

// --------------- Aunt's Postmodern Life 11(2) --------------- The two chatted for an hour, so Kuan Kuan, who lived across the street, opened the door a few times to peek at his aunt, and all he saw was a cordial meeting.He reported such a good impression to his mother by calling the first time in the form of great news.Wow, there is a play!The two talked endlessly, and my aunt's face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile!Maybe it was love at first sight!Ye Rulan was surprised when she heard that, and at the same time, she was very proud of her clever calculation.This is the right way to go out of the house to date. It seems that whether it is between countries or people, understanding and communication are really important.Otherwise, why would the head of state wander around the world all day long? Your aunt, nestled in her own little world, admiring herself, will never see the light of hope.They both thought that maybe Auntie hoped to make herself fall in love with this place quickly in a short period of time, and be intoxicated like experiencing a sudden love.

During this period, the phone by the bed in the room rang several times, and people came to find Du Xiaohui from time to time.This Shanghai roommate has experienced her busyness and vivacity before meeting her.Just when Pan Zhichang went to the bathroom for the second time, Ye Rutang received a call from his younger sister, and immediately asked, "How is it, sister, is everything satisfactory?" "I'll save you the phone bill. Who am I? What don't I know? I also know that there is a male guest sitting in your room, right?" Ye Rulan said with a smile.Then, she said a lot of good things about Mr. Pan. When the preparations were almost ready, she changed the topic and pretended to think of something suddenly: "Oh, by the way, he is still single!...the age is quite good, the conditions are good, and the opportunity is not to be missed. , you should pay more attention." Ye Rutang didn't care about her words at the moment, and also laughed and scolded: "Okay, you dead girl!" "Oh, sister, to be honest, fighting for the trip to Emei will kill two birds with one stone!" The younger sister emphasized again before putting down the phone.

Just as Ye Rutang realized that there was something in her words, Pan Zhichang combed her hair neatly and walked out, wiped her hands with a handkerchief, looked at her watch and reminded, "We had a good chat. When the time comes, it's time for dinner!" At this time, the door was pushed slightly, and a thin, yellow-faced woman in her 40s walked in. Judging from the key in her hand, she was the roommate Du Xiaohui.A little makeup, eyebrows and eyes can't hide her haggardness, her hair is combed into a small bun and coiled behind her head, a snow blue dress, a pearl necklace, a series of gentle steps, every move has an actor's temperament .She spoke softly, said hello to Ye Rutang, looked up to see Pan Zhichang, was startled for a moment, surprised and delighted, and asked respectfully: "You, you are the judge teacher Pan?!" "Oh...Pan Zhichang, Hello!" "I'm Du Xiaohui, from Changning District, Shanghai..." She saw that the other party had no impression of her, so she quickly mentioned a name: "My aria work is "The Drunken Concubine" of the Mei School, my teacher It's that Ji Xiaoping, she is really the guiding light of my life, alas, I didn't expect you to give me a very high score in the first evaluation, thank you for your encouragement!" The woman grabbed Pan Zhichang's hand and shook it Shaking, his face flushed, and his eyes shone brightly.Pan Zhichang sensitively avoided talking about the awards, and could only cope with a few words, and was about to get away, and then she quickly glanced at Ye Rutang, and said, "This big sister, you are Ye... It is written on the door, yes, big sister Ye Rutang..."

"I'm watching!" Pan Zhichang calmly replied: "I'm here to see an old friend. Just in time, it's time to eat." Ye Rutang greeted Kuankuan, and the three of them went downstairs to the restaurant together under Du Xiaohui's envious and concerned eyes. Kuan Kuan observed secretly, but he didn't expect his aunt to walk with him very naturally, looking like a close old acquaintance. For dinner, the participants had a buffet with meal coupons. Kuan Kuan happily said that he likes to be free like this. They each took some food from their plates and sat down.But at this moment, Pan Zhichang intentionally distanced himself from her, and basically stopped talking, as if he didn't know her.He tightened his strings, resumed his business-like tense posture, and adjusted himself to the entertainment scene, because wave after wave of finalists from all over the world came to greet him, and all of them talked The Beijing accent and Beijing rhyme are very pleasant to listen to.There was a clerk who was as thin as a tile and yelled, saying that I ran upstairs and downstairs to look for it, but I couldn’t find you, Teacher Pan, in the blink of an eye. After dinner, judges, please pay attention. Yes, in the small conference room on the second floor!Ye Rutang felt the importance and authority of Pan Zhichang's position in this award. After dinner, Pan Zhichang sent her to the elevator in the lobby, told her to take a rest first, and went to discuss other matters.Seeing that it was still early, Ye Rutang walked out of the hotel with Kuan Kuan and planned to walk around.I never thought, except for the scenery in the distance, there are many small shops around the hotel, everything is rustic, the street is in a mess, there are mahjong tables everywhere, and motorcycles are rampant, it is not as good as Shanghai, boring, wide-eyed complain. Just when they were about to return to the hotel, it started to rain. It was light rain at first, and Ye Rutang took the boy to hide from the rain under the eaves of a hair washing house on the side of the road.Ye Rutang went out wearing a light brown silk dress, paired with sheepskin half-heels of the same color. This is the concierge dress she usually wears when she goes out to dinner or watch a theater. Want to wait for the rain to stop before leaving.But the sky was dimming, the wind and rain were getting heavier, rain and fog were rising on the road, and the accumulated dirty water was overflowing.Ye Rutang was complaining repeatedly, regretting that she didn't bring out her rain gear for a walk, when a purple umbrella appeared on her head, and when she turned her head, it was actually that Du Xiaohui.Why did she fall from the sky like an invisible person, and they were very enthusiastic when they saw each other, cursing the damn weather, Du Xiaohui smiled and said, come out to buy some snacks, well, it happens that your little one must like it too!She kindly raised the plastic bag in her hand to Kuan Kuan, which contained potato chips, milk cake chocolate, Coca-Cola and the like. But one umbrella was not enough for the three of them, so Du Xiaohui volunteered to go back to the hotel to get an umbrella, and asked Ye Rutang to wait for her. After speaking, before she could refuse, she rushed into the rain curtain and ran wildly.The straight-line distance from the hotel was not far, and after a while she ran back out of breath, holding two umbrellas she borrowed from someone who didn't know where, and she herself was completely soaked, and the mud splashed on her snow-white calves.Also, I handed Ye Rutang a pair of my own casual sandals to change into.Eldest sister, you're welcome, anyway, I'm already like this, breaking the jar, she laughed at herself frankly touching the muddy water.Not only was she enthusiastic, but she was also a careful and considerate person. Ye Rutang felt gratitude and guilt that she didn't know how to express. // --------------- Aunt's Postmodern Life 11(3) --------------- When the thunderstorm was about to stop, the three of them returned to the hotel, took a shower, and drank a few sips of hot tea. Ye Rutang and Du Xiaohui sat on the bed dripping wet, and the room was filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.After the thunderstorm, the environment calmed down, and the hotel was reflected in the quiet moonlight.It was only then that Ye Rutang discovered that the fruits had been washed, and the tea was made by Du Xiaohui specially for her. It was not the tasteless teabags that were routinely prepared in restaurants, but the high-grade Longjing tea, which was green and refreshing. New tea for spleen and stomach.Ye Rutang felt surprisingly good at this moment, she had a very good impression of Du Xiaohui, she hadn't dated such a random person for a long time, and the conversation was interesting and she talked more.The two were wearing pajamas, leaning on their respective beds, chatting with each other.She praised sincerely: "Xiaohui, you are really good. It's not easy, we are destined." Du Xiaohui said "Hi... Big Sister." Then she handed her the peeled apple, took a deep breath, and let it out long.Under the light, Du Xiaohui took off her make-up and powder, her slim body looked pitiful, and her words and attitudes were extremely sincere.She said quietly: "Hey, big sister, you and I are destined. You don't know, wow, I feel very close to you when I see you, and I want to talk to you, and I like Kuan Kuan too. Really. My life has been miserable all my life. When I was a child, my mother died early, and my father was a worker. He had a bad temper. Regardless of our brothers and sisters, I swore to find a husband who would take good care of me. Heartbroken man, dumped me. In the year of divorce, my grandma said that my grandson was an only seedling and would not let go. There was no other way, and the child followed him. My son and I have no feelings for each other. You can tell when I start a business and open a bridal dress shop. Ask me for money, fortunately I like to sing, or you say, what is left of my 40-year-old life?..." Speaking of this, Du Xiaohui's eyes were red, and she wiped her tears tremblingly with her hands, unable to speak.It made Ye Rutang feel sad for a while, and felt empathy.Du Xiaohui recounted the past of her and her husband's passionate love: "In retrospect, I was really stupid when I was 25 years old. In order to show that the love is dead, we decided to go to the Emei Golden Summit together for a romantic time. He and I flew to Chengdu, and then No food, no hotel, and non-stop rush to climb up. My legs are sore, just in time for a thunderstorm, we kissed, hugged, and locked a lock on the chain in full view. I thought at the time, If we are happy after we get married, I will add a lock every ten years, and keep locking it until eternity, and let our son come to find it, alas... I haven't survived a decade." Du Xiaohui choked up and gritted her teeth: " Emei Mountain——I hate this Emei Mountain. At the beginning, the beautiful memories and pains of love were all associated with Emei. I didn’t expect this final to come to Emei Mountain. I didn’t want to come. I felt uncomfortable, but I thought, where did I fall? I, Du Xiaohui, must stand proudly in Emei! Here, it will be a turning point of my destiny!" Ye Rutang thought of the emotional rubbing he had suffered in these years, and couldn't help being sentimental for a long time.So, Kuan Kuan and Garfield, who live opposite her, got hungry playing game consoles, and pushed the door open to look for food. When they came in, they saw the touching scene of their aunt and roommate having a heart-to-heart conversation. Immediately the two of them became inseparable and talked about everything.Du Xiaohui thought that she, Ye Rutang, would be able to get a seat for the observation, and her relationship with the organizing committee of the competition (with a child on the bed) was undoubtedly extraordinary. Furthermore, she and Pan Zhichang were old friends, and this relationship was strong. Ye Rutang spoke without any psychological burden at all, just like finding his own elder sister. She has had insomnia for two nights.The thought of helping Du Xiaohui was out of control in Ye Rutang's thoughts.She used to go to the theater and play in the mountains and rivers, but now she can't get over it, thinking about how to help and encourage Du Xiaohui, and encourage her to win the trophy in the fancier competition.Although she is only an amateur contestant and has been studying opera for a long time, the spiritual pursuit is too important, not only for participating in the ticket, but also for taking a gamble.He is a small business owner, ordinary people fall in love with the quintessence of Peking Opera, and strive for a trophy, not money, not food, just to win.All of a sudden, she realized the importance of "spiritual support". A person can be bruised and bruised in the real fight without the comfort of love, but the existence of friendship is different after all.Those of us wounded women, when there is a crisis, which arm can we lean on?In the end, he sacrificed himself alone to save himself.Ye Rutang is used to being old-fashioned and warm-hearted, and she doesn't want to do anything. She had nothing to do with the drama circle. We just met each other, so we had no choice but to hold on and promised to help.With her personality, she is serious about everything she does, and when she promises to her friends (she already regards her as a close friend), she treats things as bigger than the sky. She ponders over and over 24 hours a day, making her more tired than anyone else on stage or off stage. //