Chapter 1795 What Do You Think of the New World?

Two days later, Jiang Hao and the head of the Haoran Charity Foundation came to Shanghai. At the gate of Shanghai Opera School, a large group of people were waiting to welcome Jiang Hao.

As soon as the car stopped, someone came forward to open the door. Jiang Hao got out of the car and saw Song Xi. He smiled at her. Song Xi came forward and said, "Brother Jiang, let me introduce you. This is Dean Cao of Shanghai Opera Academy, this is Director Qi, and this is my class teacher Yu Nanyu when I was in school."

Jiang Hao smiled and shook hands with everyone.

Song Xi also introduced the dean of Shanghai Peking Opera Theater and several famous actors. After the greetings, everyone entered the Peking Opera Theater.

There were many students watching the excitement around. Jiang Hao is now a celebrity. Many students held their mobile phones to take pictures and videos from a distance. If no one stopped them, they would have crowded in.

When everyone walked into the school, Jiang Hao found that the houses here had a strong sense of age, and it was estimated that they had a history of 40 to 50 years.

In the practice room, many students were still practicing. It can be seen that they are very hardworking. Singing opera requires talent and hard work. Seeing Jiang Hao and others coming, many people stopped and gathered around to watch the excitement.

Song Xi picked up a flower spear and played with it twice, then smiled and said, "I used to practice here, and now I feel like I'm in another world."

Jiang Hao found that many of the props used for practicing were worn out, the paint was worn out, and the leather pads were torn, revealing the bristles inside. However, looking at the patina on them, it can be seen that they are still used every day.

Finally, the group came to the school auditorium. The auditorium was not big and could only accommodate more than 200 people. There was a medium-sized stage on it, where operas could be rehearsed on weekdays.

Because the school issued a notice that Jiang Hao was coming, the auditorium was full of students, and even the corridors were full of people.

There were many media reporters, and in the middle position, there was a professional camera with a stand logo of Shanghai TV.

How could the reporters and TV stations let Jiang Hao, a wealthy man, go on stage and give a speech?

Song Xi said to Jiang Hao, "Brother Jiang, you go on stage to speak. It's just right that I'm going to put on makeup during this time. When you finish your speech, it will be my "Drunken Concubine."

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded.

Song Xi left, and Jiang Hao walked onto the stage, immediately receiving warm applause. Jiang Hao looked at the young faces below and smiled and said, "Let me introduce myself. My name is Jiang Hao."

Wow!

Warm applause broke out from below.

"I like opera very much. What do I understand by opera? Two words: 'culture', the treasure of traditional Chinese culture."

"Opera is now somewhat declining. Most young people don't like to listen to opera. Opera has no market. This is indeed a fact."

Hearing this, many people below felt heavy-hearted. As opera people, they naturally felt this more deeply.

Jiang Hao continued,

"Does opera have a way out? I think it does!"

"One is that the country is now advocating the development and protection of opera culture, and there are also some real supporters of opera."

"What will the future of opera look like?"

"I think there are several directions, creating high-quality works, creating stars, and creating new things."

"According to statistics, there are more than 6,000 operas in the country. How many of these operas are truly high-quality? Some things are not really high-quality. I think some should be abandoned. What we want to leave behind are the real classics handed down from generation to generation."

"Many people compare opera and opera, saying that opera is still in the halls of elegance, while opera has become something that no one cares about. In fact, how many operas can ordinary people remember? There may be only a few or a dozen classics."

"It is easy to understand how to create stars. In fact, the spread of culture is inseparable from the star effect. , to give a simple example, there was a period of time when crosstalk did decline, but later Deyun Club became popular and created a group of celebrities, and many people began to like crosstalk again and then followed crosstalk. "

"Do many people go to listen to crosstalk? In fact, Deyun Club's crosstalk is everywhere on the Internet, and many people have memorized it, but they are still willing to pay a high price, seven or eight hundred yuan per ticket to listen to crosstalk. Why? It's because of the star effect. "

"In the past, those opera big names, such as the four Peking Opera actresses Mei Lanfang, Cheng Yanqiu, Shang Xiaoyun, and Xun Huisheng, were also sought-after stars. Just like the current movie and TV stars, many people go to listen to opera just for the people. "

"There is also innovation, leaving behind traditional fine products, and we also need to create new operas that modern people like, keep up with tastes and keep up with the times. I know this is difficult, but as long as you have perseverance, you may not be unable to produce classics that will be passed down from generation to generation. "

Wow~!

The theater burst into applause.

Jiang Hao smiled. Actually, many people here understood what he said. He continued, "I just went to the practice room and saw that many of the equipment were already very old, so I decided to donate 5 million yuan to the Opera Academy to update the equipment."

"Wow, wow, wow!"

This time the applause was much more enthusiastic than before.

Jiang Hao's practical knowledge was naturally liked by people, and the applause was thunderous. The dean was even more happy. It seemed that it was right for Song Xi to invite Jiang Hao this time.

"Haoran Group has a project called "Charity Fund to Support the Development and Inheritance of Opera". I brought the person in charge this time. I decided to list Shanghai Opera School and Shanghai Peking Opera House as the objects of support."

"The charity fund will pay for more performance projects, so that you students and actors in the troupe will have more performance opportunities, and let the masses have more contact with opera. By the way, there are performance fees for organizing performances."

Jiang Hao said with a smile.

"Wow, wow, wow, wow!"

The applause was even more intense now, and many people even cheered.

You know, organizing performances now requires funds, but no one is willing to pay for a ticket of dozens of yuan. Every time a performance is organized, it almost loses money, and the theater can't bear it.

The less audiences there are, the less market they have, and the more silent and declining opera becomes, forming a vicious cycle. If someone organizes to pay, they will naturally be willing to work hard to perform.

And there is also a salary, which is related to their vital interests, so people naturally cheer and applaud.

Song Xi was putting on makeup backstage. Hearing the fierce applause and cheers, he was very surprised and asked the people next to him what happened in front.

A little Qingyi who had already put on makeup ran over and said excitedly, "Mr. Jiang donated 5 million to buy equipment, agreed to the charity foundation's support projects for schools and theaters, and said that he would organize more performances and get a salary in the future."

Song Xi looked at the face in the mirror. Qingyi had a white face, red lips and powder cheeks, and a smile appeared on her face.

The gongs and drums started the play.

Yang Guifei walked out from the backstage, elegant and graceful, with eight palace maids serving behind her. She held a gold-painted folding fan in her hand, and her every move, frown and smile were indescribably elegant.

"The ice wheel on the island began to turn, and the jade rabbit was seen. The jade rabbit rose in the east again. The ice wheel left the island, and the world was particularly bright. The bright moon was in the sky, just like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, and I was like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace."

Looking at Yang Guifei on the stage, Jiang Hao tapped his fingers leisurely. In fact, if you can calm down and listen to a play, you will be attracted to her slowly.

Singing, reciting, acting, fighting, hand, eye and body movements, every part is exquisite and beautiful. If you like her, you will find that appreciating opera is a great enjoyment.

After listening to the play, everyone dispersed. Reporters caught up with Jiang Hao and wanted to interview him. After asking two questions about opera, some people turned to other aspects.

"Mr. Jiang, the United States announced before that it would impose comprehensive sanctions on Haoran Company. Now virtual cabins and virtual games cannot be sold in the United States and its allies. How are you going to deal with this?" A reporter asked.

Jiang Hao smiled, "The virtual network world will eventually become the second world. Those who can't keep up will naturally be eliminated. If you close yourself off, what's the difference between you and the savages living in the primitive rainforest."

"The sales of virtual cabins are very good now, too good. Our current production capacity is far behind the order speed. The current orders are already scheduled for 3 years later. It's not just three years, but I didn't accept the later ones."

"So whether the United States and its allies allow the virtual world to enter their countries has no effect on Haoran."

"The only ones who lose in the end are themselves, because after a few years they will find that they have completely fallen behind this world and may no longer recognize what this world looks like."

Another reporter hurriedly asked: "In fact, the United States has many sanctions. If they use methods such as stopping the network root server and transmission optical cables, it will cause a devastating blow to the virtual world."

Jiang Hao pointed to the sky, "Haoran's rocket has already been launched, and its carrying capacity is the largest rocket in the world. Our plan is to launch thousands of quantum communication technology satellites to cover the entire earth. By that time, root servers and optical cables will no longer be needed."

"That's the future. What if he stops now?" The reporter asked.

"What you speculated can only happen under extreme conditions, such as a world war. Otherwise, if he stops, his own losses will be immeasurable. Even if he dares to stop, it will not affect the country anyway." Jiang Hao shrugged and smiled.

After dealing with the interview, Jiang Hao and Song Xi, as well as the principal of the opera school and the director of the Shanghai Peking Opera Theater, left together and came to a hotel. Everyone talked about the future and development of opera.

During the dinner,

the director of the Shanghai Peking Opera Theater suddenly smiled and said, "Miss Song, I have a suggestion. Are you interested in coming to the Shanghai Peking Opera Theater to be the honorary vice president?"

The honorary vice president has no establishment and no salary. It is just a verbal title. Everyone here knows that it is actually a trick.

The director of the Shanghai Peking Opera Theater did this in order to make money in the future. You are the honorary vice president of our troupe, so you have to take care of your family.

Although Song Xi is young, she is not stupid. She understands what the director of the Shanghai Peking Opera Theater means and looks at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao smiled and nodded.

Song Xi did not refuse outright. In fact, she was thinking in her heart

She said that her dream was to join the Peking Opera Troupe. Now that she has become the vice president, she has fulfilled her wish.

Song Xi smiled at the president, "Thank you for your appreciation. I am willing to accept it."

Everyone raised their glasses and congratulated Song Xi, and the table became more lively.

After three rounds of drinking, Jiang Hao said goodbye. It was already late, but Jiang Hao insisted on returning to Binhai and did not plan to stay in Shanghai.

Before leaving, Song Xi whispered, "Thank you, Brother Jiang."

"Haha, don't be polite with me, I'm leaving." Jiang Hao said, waving his hand and getting in the car. The driver drove the Bentley away.

Song Xi watched the car disappear for a long time before leaving.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when he returned to Yulong Manor. Zhou Xinyan saw Jiang Hao coming back and said in surprise, "I thought you would come back tomorrow?"

"It's okay anyway. It's only a two-hour drive. There's no need to stay in Shanghai for a night. Besides, I don't feel comfortable sleeping in other beds."

Jiang Hao came out of the shower and went to bed with his wife in his arms.

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