Siheyuan: A young man starts a game and ignores the law

In the crowd, Ran Qiuye and Ma Hua also stopped to watch this grand event. They were attracted by the charm of the artist and felt a sense of respect for her.

"Sixty years of stage career is really amazing," Ma Hua exclaimed.

Ran Qiuye nodded. He deeply admired the old man's dedication and perseverance. "Yes, it takes great perseverance and persistence to be able to persist in an artistic career for 60 years."

The two of them watched the performance on the stage intently. They were moved by the melodious music of Jingyun Drum and the passionate performance, and an inexplicable excitement and shock surged in their hearts.

Behind the stage, Ms. Jia Zhang was immersed in the atmosphere of the performance. She waved the drumstick in her hand and beat the big drum with a clear rhythm. The loud sound resounded throughout the venue, drawing continuous applause from the audience.

"This old man is really amazing." Ran Qiuye exclaimed.

Ma Hua smiled and nodded, "Yes, she is not only an excellent artist, but also an inheritor of Jingyun Drum with deep feelings and love."

Their eyes never left the stage. They were deeply moved by the performance, as if they were in a magical world, completely immersed in the charm of Jingyun Drum.

As the performance progressed, Ms. Jia Zhang's performance became more and more exciting. Her figure was always there on the stage, and her drumming was as exciting as thunder, pushing the atmosphere of the entire venue to a climax.

The audience cheered and applauded. They were shocked by the performance and impressed by the superb skills of the old artist. At this moment, everyone was conquered by the charm of Jingyun Drum, and their hearts were deeply baptized and touched.

Ran Qiuye and Ma Hua also joined the cheering. They were moved by the old man's unremitting efforts and persistence, and their hearts were filled with awe and love for art and life.

On the dazzling stage of the Jingyun Drum Performance, Ran Qiuye and Ma Hua were focused and completely immersed in the performance. However, at a certain moment, Ran Qiuye's eyes seemed to be blurred, and he felt as if he had returned to a time long ago.

He saw the past, that dreamy night, the bright moonlight fell on the bluestone alley, the breeze blew, blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound. At the corner of the alley, a thin boy stood there, his eyes revealing a kind of determination and persistence.

That boy is Liu Guangfu, Ran Qiuye's good friend and childhood sweetheart. The two used to play together in this alley, dreaming of the future and facing the challenges and difficulties of life fearlessly.

A deep feeling of emotion and longing welled up in Ran Qiuye's heart. He recalled the good times he spent with Liu Guangfu. They supported each other, worked together, and faced the ups and downs of life together.

"Liu Guangfu..." Ran Qiuye murmured softly, tears glistening in his eyes. He had not forgotten the good friend who had accompanied him through his youth. His heart was filled with longing and nostalgia for him.

Ma Hua noticed the change in Ran Qiuye, and he asked with concern: "What's wrong, Ran Qiuye? You look a little abnormal."

Ran Qiuye shook his head, trying to hide his emotions, "Nothing, I just suddenly remembered some past events."

Ma Hua knew what he was thinking. He patted Ran Qiuye's shoulder gently and said, "Don't worry, Liu Guangfu will understand you."

Ran Qiuye smiled slightly. He knew that Ma Hua was comforting him. He looked at him gratefully, "Thank you, Ma Hua."

At this moment, Ran Qiuye felt that he was not alone in this world. He had friends who had accompanied him for a period of time. Their friendship would always be remembered in his heart and become the most precious wealth in his life.

After Ms. Jia Zhang's performance, the stage entered a short break. At this time, a young girl walked onto the stage. She was wearing a simple long dress, her long black hair draped over her shoulders, and her eyes were clear and determined.

This girl is Qin Huairu, a young local singer with a heavenly voice and profound performance skills. She is Ms. Jia Zhang's student and her favorite student. Her singing once spread throughout the city and won praise and applause from countless people.

Qin Huairu walked to the center of the stage, smiled slightly, and began her performance. Her singing voice was clear and pleasant, like a spring flowing through people's hearts, making people feel pure and warm.

"Have you heard Qin Huairu's songs?" Ran Qiuye asked softly.

Ma Hua nodded, "I've heard of her. Her singing voice is very beautiful and she is hailed as a rising star of our time."

The two of them listened to Qin Huairu's performance quietly and were moved by her singing. At this moment, they seemed to be brought into a dreamlike world, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, with only the beautiful notes flying in the air.

On the stage, Qin Huairu's figure shone softly under the light, and her singing penetrated people's hearts, bringing an indescribable feeling of being moved and shocked. The audience listened quietly, with a calm and peaceful mood, as if they were integrated with her singing.

"Her singing voice is so beautiful." Ma Hua said softly.

Ran Qiuye nodded, "Yes, her singing is like a clear spring, nourishing people's hearts."

The two of them were immersed in Qin Huairu's singing, feeling the joy and beauty brought by the music. At this moment, they forgot all their worries and troubles, and only focused on enjoying the joy and happiness brought by the music.

On the stage, Qin Huairu's performance was gradually coming to an end, but her singing seemed to never stop, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves for a long time.

Finally, with a warm applause, Qin Huairu's performance ended. She smiled and thanked the audience, her heart full of love and gratitude for music. Her performance will always remain in people's memory and become an eternal beauty.

After Qin Huairu's performance, the young Liu Guangfu walked onto the stage, holding a cup of tea, his eyes revealing warmth and determination. As a tea artist, he participated in this artistic feast in his own unique way.

He walked to the center of the stage, placed the tea on a small tea table, and then waited quietly. His movements were light and graceful, and every move revealed his love and concentration on the art of tea.

"Is Liu Guangfu a tea artist?" Ran Qiuye asked curiously.

Ma Hua nodded, "Yes, he has a deep understanding of tea art and has achieved some success in this field."