After laughing and scolding the villagers, Li Caochang led Han Lu to arrange accommodation for the actors in the village.

In the past two years, the fruit planting industry in Pingdi Village has been developed. In addition, Jinsha City is remote and has inconvenient transportation, and the prices of fruits and vegetables are high. After seeing the benefits, farmers have made money.

Several farmers in the village who became rich first built cast-in-place villas with one floor and one floor, and they looked like they were living a good life.

While introducing Han Lu's situation to Han Lu, Li Caochang was inevitably proud of his expression, and asked how many people were coming to Han Lu Center.

This time, the Municipal Cultural and Art Center was going to Pingdi Village to sing a big show and prepared ten programs. The center's leaders, actors, musicians, props, stage artists, and makeup artists added fifty-one people.

The director of the center said that the two of them had a room, which means they needed more than twenty beds. Hanlu must implement the beds and don’t do anything that makes people sleep in the wild.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the countryside is wide and everything is lacking, but there is no shortage of houses and no shortage of houses. Back then, the land in villages and towns had not yet been confirmed, and the management was loose. As long as you want to build a house, tell the village cadres, improve the procedures, and build as big as you want.

But in the past, the rural areas were quite poor. Although the old houses of farmers were large, there were not many rooms that could live in, and ordinary households only had three rooms. In addition, the population was large, so many families did not have empty rooms.

Listening to the accurate number of people in the Hanlu newspaper, Secretary Li grabbed his head and calculated for a long time. He said, "I can place it, I will take you to see it."

Secretary Li has a great reputation in the village. After walking around, he found more than a dozen families and finally implemented the accommodation problem.

Whenever Secretary Li said to a family, he would say to the family: "My wife killed a sheep to entertain guests at night and came over to have a drink."

After finishing this, it was already dinner time. The sky gradually dimmed, and the sunset dyed the mountains around Pingdi Village golden. The rich fragrance of mutton also spread in the twilight.

After the mutton was ready, about sixty people came and seven tables came.

A sheep is not enough. His wife put about twenty kilograms of chakra in the mutton soup and dipped it in water to eat it. It has a unique flavor. Anyway, the chakra is grown in the field of our own, so it is as much as you want.

The red potato wine is placed in a large jar half a person tall, and it depends on the appearance of hundreds of kilograms. The taste is a matter of opinion. The most troublesome thing about this thing is that there are too many impurities. After eating, a layer of powder will be pasted on the mouth. It is probably the starch of the sweet potato.

Although Li Cao was rough and honest, he had already known that this young man came here today to help him with the help of Qiufeng, so he was not fooled. He also bullied Han Lu, a white-faced scholar, and as soon as he was on the table, he gave up three big glasses of wine and said, "Xiao Han, although this is our first time meeting today, we seem to be friends for many years. I won't say much nonsense. If you look down on your brothers, let's have the wine first.

Han Lu immediately understood why Yang Guang called him a rare talent when he heard that he had a pound of pounds. Jinsha City was high at altitude and was so hot during the day that it was cold in the morning and evening. Mountain people like to drink two cups to keep warm. When they interact with others, they don’t drink wine, and they don’t want to talk to you.

"Since the branch secretary said that, if I don't drink it, I will not care about brotherhood. Come on, Brother Li, let's do it."

After a glass of wine, Han Lu felt a little more at 20 degrees.

It was about an empty stomach and three cups. Li Caochang was a little biting up and said, "I'll eat a few bites of food, Xiao Han, tell me about your program arrangements. Who, you're so dead, you're just here to pay a cup to Xiao Han. They're a cadre from the city, you have to keep the etiquette. Otherwise, they won't laugh at our second brother Nong for not understanding the rules?"

He wanted to eat a few bites of food and slowly, but he still refused to let Han Lu go.

Han Lu Xiaoxiao: "Where is a wheel battle?"

Li Caochang was gnawing a piece of sheep scorpion, his hands were covered with oil, and he smiled and said, "Xiao Han, everyone in the mountains is like this, and he is enthusiastic, for fear that the guests will not be able to drink it."

This is the first time they met today. Li Caochang was quite disgusted with the behavior of the city's cultural and art center coming to eat the rich and flirting with the autumn wind, and he could not help but take his anger out of Han Road. However, this picking festival was arranged by his superiors, and he had to cooperate.

They didn't know each other before and couldn't find any common language, so they naturally talked about the arrangement of the repertoire of this performance.

This is how the mango picking festival area was arranged. At 9:00 am that day, the city leaders spoke, district leaders spoke, and village party secretary spoke. Finally, the district leaders announced that the picking festival officially began and firecrackers were set off.

After firing the cannon, it was probably ten o'clock, and a grand literary performance began.

Literary and artistic performances are the responsibility of the Municipal Cultural and Art Center.

The first program is Sichuan Opera's face change.

Face change is the most popular thing in Sichuan opera. It is easy to understand, lively and everyone likes it. In order to push the atmosphere to a climax and make a name for themselves, Yang Guang and the actors discussed whether they can add fire and swallow swords.

The actor felt insulted and said, Director, for the sake of collective interests, I can spray fire, but swallowing the sword is a juggling, and I am a national third-level actor at least. If you ask me to swallow this, isn’t that insulting people? Should I have another big stone in my chest and slap me to death on the stage?

Yang Guang had no choice but to say, OK, just follow yours, you can't swallow it.

The second program is the Peking Opera "Shajiabang - A Fight of Wisdom". The Peking Opera actors in the Cultural Center have lost a lot and have not been filmed for some years. This time, Peking Opera actors should be promoted.

The third program is the folk music ensemble "High and High".

The fourth program, the clip of the symphony "Pineapple Dance", five minutes.

There is a symphony orchestra in the group. Although the audience is unwilling to listen, they still have to go. The group cannot leave Western instrumental musicians idle!

The fifth program is the big scroll "Du Shiniang's Angry Treasure Box", starring: Tao Tao. Although the Municipal Cultural and Art Center is a three-in-one Sichuan Opera Troupe, Peking Opera Troupe and Symphony Orchestra, Peking Opera has been unable to carry a big drama independently due to the serious loss of talent in recent years. To be honest, the business level is really not good, otherwise the musicians would not be able to stay in this remote city.

However, Sichuan Opera is the signature of the cultural center. It often wins national and provincial awards, and its staff is complete and its inheritance is orderly - there is no way. Sichuan Opera is a local opera after all. After all, there is no place to go after leaving the southwest province, so you can only continue to mix imperial grain in the cultural center.

The sixth program is the chorus "Tomorrow Will Be Better".

After a whole set, it took about an hour to finish the singing and receive subsidies for performances. If you run fast, you still have time to go home for lunch.

...

After the introduction, Han Lu asked: "Secretary Li, is it okay to watch the show?"

Li Caochang said: "It's okay to change your face, it looks lively; "Shajiabang - Wisdom Fight" is good. I have watched it many times when I was young, and I have memorized it well."

As he spoke, he sang while drinking: "All the guests are here."

Han Lu continued: "It depends on one mouth."

Villagers applauded.

Li Caochang looked at Han Lu with a smile.

Our Comrade Han instantly realized that Secretary Li was mocking himself for being a lobbyist and talking.

This old man is so annoying.

Li Caochang: "As for the two programs behind, folk music and Western music, we farmers don't understand them, just listen to them, anyway, that's it. The last program will be better tomorrow, and everyone will sing it, which is quite good. I'm afraid no one likes "Du Shiniang"."

Han Lu asked why. Li Caochang said that the rhythm of drama is too slow. You can explain it in one second with a good sentence. You have to sing for a long time, which makes people feel uncomfortable. If you change it, change it to something else.

Han Ludao, that's not possible. Our cultural center was a three-in-one Sichuan Opera Troupe, Peking Opera Troupe and Symphony Orchestra. If you don't even play a play, what will the leaders think of us?

Li Caochang: "Han Lu, you want to sing an opera, you can, but this drama cannot be played. On a great day in the Picking Festival, you can have anger and sink a treasure chest and create a tragedy. Isn't that bad luck?"

Han Lu was given a few more glasses of wine, and he was a little overwhelmed and didn't speak very politely: "Secretary, do you think changing a play is so simple. Can an actor sing with his mouth on the stage?"

Li Cao was unhappy when he grew up and walked: "Then I'll ask you."

Han Lu: "After you are sure to act in a play, you have to prepare half a month in advance. First of all, the protagonist and the supporting role must be played together, and the musician and the actor must also be played together, and they must be adjusted together. After practicing well, you still can't go on stage without any mistakes. Do you know why?"

“Why?”

Han Lu sincerely said: "The artists in our center have professional pursuits for art. When rehearsing, they must understand the role, bring themselves into the role, and treat themselves as people in the play. If they do fake it, they can only impress the audience. Otherwise, they will be sorry to the audience, sorry to the skills left by our ancestors, and sorry to the master's hand-written mantle, which is an unworthy descendant. This is a great humiliation to the artists. Tao Tao, the actor who plays Du Shiniang in our center, has locked himself in the house every day to figure it out. Do you want to change it? Is it too late to change a new play or a new person?"

Li Caochang was unmoved and still shook his head: "Du Shiniang is so tragic, it's really inappropriate!"

Han Lu was very worried for a long time, but when he saw Li Caochang refused to agree, he felt anxious. He was a little drunk and said casually: "What a tragedy? The end of this drama has been changed. Don't you know how to reunite?"

"A happy ending, isn't it?" Li Caochang was stunned: "I remember Du Shiniang committed suicide in the end. In order to sink smoothly, she even went into the water with a treasure chest. You just said that this was something left by our ancestors, and you dare to change our ancestors' things?"
Chapter completed!