When he was humble, he was so enthusiastic.

He became the second master of Yunzhou Li himself, and he is still so enthusiastic.

"Don't worry, my old Zhang will live longer than you."

"Haha~"

After a short greeting, Li Er also entered the theater.

In the old hall, there were only three or two people in the audience.

Adding it up is not as much as there are opera singers on the stage.

However, Li Er was not surprised. After he entered, he glanced at the audience, and finally walked straight towards a man in the corner.

"Second Master, you are here."

When Li Er arrived, the man was still listening to the play.

"Wu Shi, why, you also like to listen to Henan opera?" Li Er sat down from the side.

Yes, the man next to him is none other than the Lord of Yunzhou, Wu Weitao.

At this time, Wu Weitao was no longer wearing a suit and bright clothes before, but was wearing a washed white shirt, simple and unadorned, no different from the audience here.

"Yes, when I was young, my family was poor, and the greatest joy was going to the theater with grandma and grandpa to listen to operas during Chinese New Year."

"The theater is all year round, so there will be a few performances during the Chinese New Year."

"Under the influence of my ears and eyes, I also fell in love with drama."

"However, I don't like Peking opera. The accent is too long and it doesn't sound good. Henan opera is more comfortable to listen to."

"However, after grandpa and the others passed away, I haven't heard of it for many years."

"I thought that the theater in Yunzhou had disappeared, but I didn't expect that there is still one here."

"Second Master, you can't do it. You can tell me about such a good place now."

The reason why Wu Weitao was able to find this place was because Li Er told him on the phone that he had arranged to meet here.

Li Er chuckled: "You just stayed away from the crowd for too long."

"You are the lord of a city, the parent and official of millions of people, but you don't understand this city like me, a layman."

"Actually, you are right. In this day and age, almost all those who like to listen to opera have already been buried."

"Young man, few people are willing to listen."

"If it wasn't for my secret funding, this stage would have been sold five years ago, right?"

Li Er spoke slowly, but in his words, he had inexplicable feelings for the theater.

Li Er didn't know why, the older he got, the more lonely he felt.

He remembered that when he was a child, every time after school, a group of friends went to catch fish and play.

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