Middle age: leisurely life in the entertainment industry

Yu Dongqing didn't pay attention to Luo Yun's expression and chatted with Feng Pei while drinking water.

"How's it going? Zhang Bao sings well, right? He's quite popular." Yu Dongqing asked.

Listening to Zhang Bao's high-pitched voice singing "My Future Is Not a Dream" and the cheers from the audience, Feng Pei was filled with pride.

As a student, I finally have some potential.

"Holly, thanks to you, if he was still as arrogant as before, he would have died long ago."

Yu Dongqing naturally knew that what he was talking about was that Zhang Bao got carried away after winning the championship. He was so drunken and drunken in the bar that he was exposed online. He was criticized by netizens and almost lost his future.

Fortunately, Yu Dongqing rescued him in time, which allowed him to recover slowly.

Now hearing that Feng Pei mentioned this, Yu Dongqing smiled and said: "Young people, it's normal to have some setbacks. Isn't Zhang Bao doing well now?"

"Yeah, so I feel relieved."

"Okay, let's not talk about him anymore. It's time for us to play together later!"

The concert in Xi'an gradually reached its climax. Yu Dongqing sang on the stage. The song "Rukawa Kaede and Kurai Sora" sung in Guanzhong dialect in Xi'an last year still made many fans cry:

Three years later, he met her at the class reunion

He is still handsome and she is still beautiful

But the eyes are a little vicissitudes of life

He was accompanied by a newly married bride

And a man in a suit and leather shoes

Also standing beside her

The familiar temperature at the moment of shaking hands

Made her want to cry suddenly

She could only force out a smile

Don't let the tears flow out

All the memories, all the stories

came into my mind again

They stand in the crowd

as helpless as two children

Finally the cheers died down and the whole place fell silent.

As usual, it's time to sing the last song - a ballad to this ancient city.

"Our band came to Xi'an last year and sang two songs about Xi'an, the song "Rukawa Kaede and Sora Aoi" and the previous song "Baqiao Liu"."

Yu Dongqing took the microphone and continued: "Today, I will sing a song for this city. However, today I am not alone, but with my college classmate Feng Pei, who is now a teacher—— Please invite Teacher Feng Pei!"

Amid warm applause, Feng Pei walked out from the backstage and also took the microphone and said:

"I am honored to sing this song with my old classmates. The city beneath our feet has an even more ancient and glorious name - Chang'an! The name of this song is "Chang'an Chang'an"!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the drums sounded.

The two sang:

Life has no soul, but he is still there

As my soul fades away, my singing voice remains

Sing all the way west

Sing all the sadness in my heart

I was born sad

But you make me strong

Chang'an Chang'an

It turns out that the song composed by Zheng Jun in that time and space: "Chang'an Chang'an"

Looking at the incomplete tower of yesterday

Shout a Qin opera and you will burst into tears

My mother is still guarding outside the city gate.

My sister is waiting in the wind and rain

The fans in the audience cheered.

Some people are also worried about where Yu Dongqing found this simple-looking man who can sing.

But Feng Pei conquered them as soon as he opened his mouth.

The voice is old and simple, and it directly brings out a kind of ancient and vicissitudes of yellow sand, with a flavor of Qin opera.

This is the taste I want!

It doesn't have the stunning drama of "One Night In Beijing", nor does "Kill That Shijiazhuang Man" contain anger in its calm voice, nor is it as melodious as "Memory of Zhengzhou".

Just sing it directly and simply.

No complaints, no helplessness, no angry gestures.

Just like this thousand-year-old city, it has gone through ups and downs. Although it is not as glorious as it was in the past, it is still majestic and stable, and its charm has not diminished.

Amidst cheers, the concert in Xi'an ended.

Feng Pei didn't stay in Xi'an for long. He had to rush back to Qinbei the next day, saying that the students were still in class and that he, the principal, could not leave the school for too long.

Seeing that they couldn't stay, Yu Dongqing and others booked a table at the hotel at noon. The five men and Liao Qian got drunk and agreed to get together again.

Before leaving, Yu Dongqing said drunkenly: "Feng Pei, none of our brothers can take you to the station like this. I'm sorry."

"I'll send it off." Liao Qian took over.

"I said there is no need to send any of my old classmates away." Feng Pei immediately refused: "There is still traffic jam while driving, so it is better to take the subway. Dongqing, you have a good rest, and you have to go to Chengdu to sing. As for Liao Qian, you are really busy with work. It’s not necessary.”

In the end, it was Zhang Bao who helped Feng Pei carry his luggage to Xi'an South Station by subway.

"Teacher, please take care of yourself." Zhang Bao said outside the waiting room.

He suddenly discovered that there were a few white hairs on the teacher's head under the sunlight.

The teacher is also old.

"I'm fine." Feng Pei's face was a little red. It was because he drank wine at noon. He looked at Zhang Bao and said, "I have to say something else. You are somewhat famous now, but don't be like before. If you are confused and are unsure about anything, just ask Teacher Yu."

"Yeah, I know." Zhang Bao nodded quickly.

"Perhaps by doing this, you won't be particularly popular, but at least you can ensure that your career will be smoother, you won't have to worry about food and clothing, and you can take root in Yanjing - in this regard, you are better than your lame father and teacher, right? "

"Teacher, I heard you sing very well yesterday. If you want to stay in Yanjing, you can stay in Yanjing." Zhang Bao said quickly.

"Haha, I know you complimented me, but actually I sang wrong in several parts of the song last night." Feng Pei said with a smile.

After all, I haven’t sung for many years.

"You have to be self-aware. My old classmates invited me here this time because they wanted to reminisce about the youthful and frivolous feeling back then. I think it's quite good! But, after all, that is in the past, and I can never come back again. .”

Speaking of the latter part, Feng Pei's face showed a hint of sadness.

"Teacher" Zhang Baoli suddenly felt sad.

"I'm fine Zhang Bao, I'll say it again. Sing well and don't embarrass the teacher! Let's go!" After saying that, he took the travel bag from Zhang Bao's hand, strode towards the security checkpoint, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Zhang Bao stood there blankly for a long time.

The Qingmanglu Band also left Xi'an the next day and headed to Chengdu, the last stop of the tour.

This time they still didn't take a plane but took the high-speed rail. It takes less than four hours to take the Xicheng High-speed Railway from Xi'an to Chengdu.

The high-speed train departed from Xi'an South Station at two o'clock in the afternoon and went all the way south over the majestic Qinling Mountains. It was actually snowing in some places.

There are clouds and mist and white snow.

Yu Dongqing remembered a poem by Han Yu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty:

Where is Yunheng Qinling's family?

The snow embraces the blue and the horse is stagnant

After crossing the Qinling Mountains, we arrived at the Hanzhong Basin.

This place is completely different from Qinchuan in the Eight Hundred Miles. Although it is already winter, there is still greenery everywhere, and it feels a bit like the south of the Yangtze River.

Northwest Xiaojiangnan.

Yu Dongqing sat on a comfortable soft chair in the business car, looked at the scenery outside, and fell into silence.

Finally came to Chengdu.

Can I see her?

Thanks to Xicheng Snow Erlang for the reward, and thanks to KNX, Shuyou 1608082042226637, Shuyou 20190509225029518, Yixian, Xiaoshao, Shuyou 20220607001441256, and Shuyou 20220526123352265 for their monthly tickets