"Master, if we don't go over, the competition will be over," Salted Fish grumbled.
Red Boy said, "Master, that's not right of you. It's very taxing on Dharmic powers to be invisible. Where are we going? Why do I feel like we're getting further away from the competition venue? "
Fangzheng did not say a word. Instead, he sped up and walked forward. After crossing a street, there was a small park by the river.
There was a small shed set up in the park, and there was the sound of gongs and drums coming from inside. It was as if something was being performed.
However, there was no one outside the shed.
"Hehe, Master, there seems to be someone singing over there." Squirrel pointed at the shed curiously.
Red Boy said, "What's so good about singing? Look, there's no one at the entrance. I reckon everyone is watching the competition. That's what's so lively. "
Salted Fish nodded and said, "Yes, yes … That's right. What's there to see?"
However, Fangzheng still did not say a word as he led them to the stage.
"No way? Master, we are here to watch the competition, not to watch a show. "Red Boy turned anxious.
However, Fangzheng waved his hand and said, "If you want to watch the competition, go ahead. I'm going to watch the show."
"Uh … Master, are we leaving by ourselves?" Red Boy was stunned. This had never happened before.
Fangzheng nodded. "Yes, go ahead."
Red Boy looked at the other animals and asked, "Are you going to watch the competition or the show?"
Salted Fish and Squirrel decisively raised their claws. "Watch the competition!"
"Master, shall we be leaving?" When Red Boy asked, he realized that Fangzheng had already arrived in front of the stage. Then, he sat cross-legged in the snow-covered land! He raised his head slightly and looked at the stage with a smile. However, due to the angle, Red Boy could not see what was on the stage or what was being performed.
"Let's go watch the competition." Salted Fish was really a little anxious. He knew very well that today was the day to smack the faces of the Japanese. The tool for smacking their faces was Mt. One Finger's Frost Bamboo tea. This made him very interested …
Red Boy scratched his head and said, "Oh, then … Alright, let's go watch the competition first. We'll come back later to find Master."
Squirrel scratched his belly and said, "Junior Brother, go watch the competition. I want to accompany Master."
"You're not going to watch the match?" Red Boy asked in surprise.
Salted Fish asked in surprise, "Along the way, you have been talking about how you want to see the bad guys from Country R smacking their faces. Why aren't you going in now that we're at the entrance?"
Squirrel looked at Fangzheng and said, "I don't know either … Anyway … Hmm … Look at Master. Look at his expression. Don't you think that smile is very warm? I feel that this scene is very nice and warm … I also want to see what he is looking at. "
With that said, Squirrel ran over and mimicked Fangzheng. He sat beside Fangzheng and looked up at the program. His large eyes were adorable, but they clearly lit up. It was as though the things on the stage were very interesting.
"Why don't we go take a look?" Red Boy asked Salted Fish.
Salted Fish said, "Let's go take a look. If it's good, let's watch it. If not, we'll go watch the competition."
Red Boy nodded, and the man and the fish immediately went over.
With that, the two of them lost interest …
On the stage was a Peking Opera. The actors were dressed very well, but the equipment was very shabby. There were not many actors, and there were not many people singing or playing instruments. There were no beautiful lighting effects. After watching for a while, the two of them yawned.
Finally, Salted Fish pulled Red Boy away to watch the competition.
As Squirrel watched, he lost the novelty and began yawning as well. He couldn't understand what the Peking Opera was about. He could hear some of the lines clearly, but he couldn't. One note was dragged out for a very, very long time … It was so long that Squirrel couldn't open his eyes.
Squirrel leaned into Fangzheng's arms and asked, "Master, is this nice?"
Fangzheng shook his head and said, "I don't know Peking Opera. Perhaps it's because of the generation gap. Apart from some familiar plays, I don't really understand the rest. I'm not used to watching it."
Squirrel was taken aback. "Master, I thought you liked Peking Opera from how fascinated you looked. Since you don't like it, why watch it? Can't we watch the competition? "
Fangzheng shook his head slightly and said, "There's excitement every day. We can watch it if we want, but there are some things that will really be gone if you don't take the time to support them. Although I don't understand dramas, I can understand people and culture. Look around. It's a world of ice and snow. The strong winds blow. People aren't even willing to go on the streets. But what about them? They are wearing thin costumes, singing and dancing with all their might … Look at their eyes again. They are focused and serious. The opera they perform might not be the type we like, but it represents the heritage of Chinese culture. There are some things that need to be passed down and cherished. We can't be inheritors, nor can we be qualified listeners, but we can be supporters.
Giving these inheritors some support isn't a loss to us, but to them … It's the motivation to continue. "
Squirrel said, "Is that so … Sigh, Master, their eyes are so powerful. They're different from ordinary people. That dark-faced guy with a spear, even I'm afraid when he stares at me … "
Fangzheng smiled. "That's Zhang Fei, Zhang Yide. He's a famous general in history. Of course he's scary. I heard that people who sing Peking Opera usually train their eyes. Every expression and gaze takes years of practice. Ten minutes on stage is ten years of practice off stage. That's not an exaggeration. "
"It's no wonder they're so powerful … Master, how long are we going to watch? Aren't we going to watch the bustle over there? "Squirrel continued asking.
Fangzheng said, "With us here, they have an audience. If we leave, they won't have their only audience. There's no lack of an audience there. It doesn't matter to them whether we go or not. But here, we are all they have. They put in so much effort to perform just for us to watch. Will you be able to live with your conscience if you leave now? "
Squirrel was speechless … After a while, he mumbled. "Master, I feel bad about it, but I really don't understand."
Fangzheng said, "Then learn from me. Sit here quietly and smile. Just watch. Yes … If you're sleepy, you can do that. "
With that said, Fangzheng clapped and shouted, "Alright!"
His voice was extremely loud, shaking the snow on the leaves on both sides and causing it to fall down.
The performers who were performing onstage were clearly taken aback. Clearly, they didn't expect that there was only one audience member below them. His voice was even louder than a loudspeaker!
However, what truly left them dumbfounded was that they had only taken two steps in their performance. They hadn't even reached the exciting part.
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