Chapter 42 This is what our young man should do
Lin Lan is over 60 years old, and this is the first time that she has such strong curiosity...
Just like the reader anxiously waiting for the author's update, she now particularly wants to know the specific content of Pu Tong's composition.
What a good person to carry forward traditional culture, what a good Pu Tong.
For a long time, traditional culture and traditional dance have been ignored and left out. Many people know it, but no one will learn it, and no one will inherit it...
These things are like things abandoned by the times, only living in people's memories, just like these old guys.
When she was a child, Lin Lan could only learn to dance in a small dance troupe in the village. The conditions there were extremely poor, let alone a dance training room. They could only practice dancing in the woods.
The simple stage cannot stop a group of girls from dreaming of dancing. They love dancing and dream of a bigger stage.
But what happened now? People's conditions are getting better and better, and the stages are becoming more and more luxurious, but there are fewer and fewer people who are really interested in dance.
How happy they would be if they had such a great venue when they were young...
She has lived for a long time and has seen a lot, but she still can't figure out why today's parents would rather force their children to learn those foreign things than let them see the skills passed down from their ancestors.
In so many years of working in the industry, this was the first time she heard words about promoting traditional culture from the mouths of younger people.
Isn’t this what today’s teenagers lack most?
Lin Lan fiddled with the health ball in his hand, feeling so excited that he could not calm down for a long time.
Xiao Xi didn't quite understand what she said on the phone. She had to see the original text immediately. She really wanted to know what this little guy named Pu Tong wrote?
…
Pu Tong held the phone in his hands and was lost in thought.
Although he didn't know what happened, Teacher Lin Lan seemed to be interested in him now.
World-class old artists like this, no matter where they are, are at the level of Taishan Beidou, and Pu Tong is full of respect for them.
And now, such a person wants to see him. Even though he always likes to be quiet and low-key, he can't help but feel a little excited at this time.
Every old artist deserves the highest respect.
If people want to see him, he can't hurt their face. Since someone has opened Chrysostom, he must have an explanation.
But can he really see it?
It would be fine if he came to visit him at home, but if the old artist came to see him in person, his face would be too big!
You must know that these Taishan Beidou usually speak in simple terms. Once there is a big move, it will definitely attract the attention of many parties, let alone meeting a junior by name.
It's okay to sneak over and visit by yourself, but it's absolutely impossible to let others come over!
Pu Tong picked up the phone and prepared to make some perfunctory remarks.
Pu Tong: [Well, let’s discuss it. ]
Lin Yuxi: [? ]
Pu Tong: [How about I go visit her in person when I have time? ]
Lin Yuxi: [But she wants to see you now. Since you refuse to go, she can only come in person.]
That is absolutely impossible!
How could he, an ordinary person who just wanted to live a quiet life, bear this?
Lin Yuxi: [Unless...]
Pu Tong: [? ]
unless? Looks like there's another turning point?
Pu Tong touched his nose, feeling like he was being plotted.
Lin Yuxi: [Unless you show her your composition! ]
So she was planning this?
Deliberately using a more serious consequence to be aggressive and presenting a lighter one can force him to make concessions.
Pu Tong: [You don’t mean to say...]
Lin Yuxi: [If she can’t see your composition and is so anxious, she may have to come and see you in person! ]
Threat, naked threat.
And he didn't dare to refuse since he made sure of it.
On the other side of the screen, Lin Yuxi looked at Pu Tong who had been "typing" for a long time, and finally laughed out loud.
The time goes back twenty minutes.
Lin Yuxi: [Wanwan, can you ask Pu Tong to agree with my friend. ]
Yu Wanwan: [Huh? What's up? ]
The girl's words were full of vigilance. Could it be that there was going to be some vulgar plot about a female best friend snatching her boyfriend? Don’t do that kind of thing!
Lin Yuxi: [No one cares about your Pu Tong. My grandma wanted to see his composition, so I asked him for it. ]
Yu Wanwan: [This is not my home...]
Yu Wanwan: [If you want it so much, you will definitely not get it. I know him too well. ]
Lin Yuxi: [Elaborate? ]
Yu Wanwan: [Based on what I know about him, if you ask for it directly, he will definitely try his best to frustrate you. If you really want to get it, give him a bigger problem first, and then compare the two. Its light, he will definitely make a choice. ]
Lin Yuxi: [What if he doesn’t choose either? ]
Yu Wanwan: [Impossible, he is very cowardly, he doesn’t dare to gamble! ]
Lin Yuxi nodded in understanding and decided to give it a try, and that's when she came up with this idea.
"It seems that Wanwan has eaten him up!"
In fact, Pu Tong has already seen that this is a routine.
But just as Yu Wanwan predicted, he didn't dare to gamble.
Even though Teacher Lin Lan never said she wanted to see her, if she fails to see what she wants, it is not impossible for this kind of thing to happen if she gets anxious.
"Lin Yuxi must be helped by an expert!" Pu Tong secretly said something disgusting, and he knew with his feet that it must be that stinky girl Yu Wanwan.
In fact, for an old artist like Teacher Lin Lan, there is no reason for him to refuse if he wants to see his own composition. This is considered a bit unnecessary for the two of them.
Pu Tong: [I can post it, but I still hope that Teacher Lin Lan can see it for himself and not post it. ]
Lin Yuxi: [What are you thinking? My grandma doesn’t even know how to use a smartphone! ]
Pu Tong: [That’s okay. ]
Don’t know how to use a smartphone? The relationship is good, so what else does he have to be afraid of?
Hey, the big star in the dance world is making excuses, so there is no reason for me to refuse.
Pu Tong put down his cell phone and was about to take a photo, but his face suddenly froze.
"Mom, please go out first..."
"It's really time to sleep." Ni Hui put away her phone, stood up and prepared to leave, "But why do I feel like you are pushing me away?"
"How can I? I don't smoke secretly and drink secretly, so why are I leaving you?"
"It's hard to say, you teenage boys might be doing something secretly by yourself!" Ni Hui replied angrily and silently left the room.
ah?
Pu Tong's expression froze. Can I secretly reward myself?
Seeing that his obstructive mother finally left, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly found the answer sheet and took two photos.
Pu Tong: [picture.jpg]
Pu Tong: [picture.jpg]
Pu Tong: [Your goal has been achieved, okay, let’s delete each other. ]
Lin Yuxi: [? ]
She almost thought that a red exclamation mark would pop up when she sent the message.
It seemed that he was a little unhappy because of his plan with Yu Wanwan.
Lin Yuxi didn't hesitate to collect the picture and forwarded it to her father, and then she didn't forget to look at it twice.
It's so well written...
"Mom, Xixi has asked for the composition."
"Show me quickly!" Lin Lan waved and urged. To be honest, she was a little impatient to wait.
Lin Lan took the phone and looked at it carefully with squinted eyes.
She stared at the small screen awkwardly, her old eyes gradually becoming clearer.
"Captain, why can we only dance in a small place like this, while those ballet dancers can stand on the big stage?"
"Because our folk dance is too old...no one can watch it."
The young Lin Lan remembered this sentence, and from then on, it was her lifelong wish to bring traditional folk dance to the world stage.
Later, she did it, and she won praise from all over the world. But she still failed to popularize traditional dance...
In an instant, she suddenly understood what the tearful Xiao Xi said that day.
Times have changed, and if we want to bring these things back to the public, we should make changes.
Maybe Xiao Xi is right.
She rubbed her eyes and handed the phone to Father Lin.
"Thoughtful, responsible, sensible, and righteous! Okay, okay!" The old lady smiled happily.
"Publish this article and let them learn from it! It's time to give people today a strong dose of medicine!"
Father Lin quickly glanced at the entire composition and immediately understood what she meant.
Xiao Xi didn't say it, so it should be possible...
He logged into Lin Lan's certified account and quickly sorted out the pictures.
"Mom, do you want a caption?"
"Write a sentence." The old lady thought of the little girl who ran away in despair that day, and of herself dancing alone in the forest when she was young.
"Just write, this is what our young man should do."