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It hasn't rained for months. The sky was dark and heavy, and a heavy rain was brewing.

In the cemetery, Han Ruoling was bending over to brush away the weeds and dirt on the tombstone in front of her.

This was the first time he had come here alone after he had sent Han Chu Ming here with the person who had buried him that day.

During this period, he had been spending his time and energy on the operation of the Fu Sheng Opera Club. It was only after today's first revolutionary performance that he had rushed here.

After tidying up, Han Ruoling stood up and looked at the person in the black and white photo in front of her with a faint smile.

"Dad, are you alright over there?" As soon as she finished speaking, Han Ruoling choked.

Before he came, he felt that he had a lot to say. He wanted to tell him what he had worked so hard for so long, and what was different about the Floating Life Dramas now. He also wanted to tell him that he had a good relationship with the members of the Floating Life Dramas and that he had invited his old friend Du Chengsai over. . .

However, even though he had a lot of thoughts in his mind, the moment he stood in front of the tombstone, he calmed down. He quietly looked at the person he was closest to and loved the most in his life. He was also the person he had never truly understood.

The wind beside him blew. Han Ruoling, who had been standing all this time, felt a slight chill. She gently tightened her tight clothes.

"It's going to rain. Let's go back! "Not far away, McRui was shouting at him.

Han Ruoling turned to look at her, shook her head, and continued to stand where she was.

McRui walked over and handed the umbrella to Han Ruoling. "Master Du said it's going to rain soon. He asked me to give you an umbrella. "

"Okay. " Han Ruoling answered indifferently. She thought for a while and asked with a smile, "Tell me, if the old man was still here, he wouldn't scold me if he saw the current Floating Life Society. "

McRui looked up at him and thought for a while before saying: "I think so. "

Han Ruoling turned to look. "Hmm?"

"I think he will blame you for not coming back earlier to take over, and why not pour your thoughts into it earlier. " As she spoke, she smiled at him.

Han Ruoling smiled after hearing that. "Yeah, why didn't I come back earlier? I often thought that it would be great if I could let him and my mother see my hard work and effort earlier. "

After saying that, Han Ruoling let out a long sigh.

Mai Rui was also affected by his emotions at this moment. After a moment of silence, she raised her hand to pat Han Ruoling's back and said softly, "I believe that Master Han will see what we've done. "

"Yes!" Han Ruoling nodded. "I hope so!"

On the second day of the performance, Han Ruoling received a call from a teacher at Egret River Academy. She happily told him that the performance of the Bliss Dramas Club was very successful and the effects were beyond their initial expectations.

This feedback made Han Yuling feel very energized.

Due to everyone's happy cooperation, Egret River Academy invited Han Yuling and the Bliss Drama Club to participate in the annual annual performance of Egret River Academy with traditional plays. They also suggested that the students of Egret River Academy could personally participate in some simple performances.

Han Yuling agreed readily. To him, it was a very fortunate thing that more young people could participate and more young people were willing to participate.

Therefore, in the next month or so, everyone in the Fu Sheng drama club was busy opening the door of art for the young students who were interested in it, so that they had the opportunity to spread the traditional arts sincerely and solemnly, from the little bits and pieces of the Fu Sheng drama club, even from the shaking of a water sleeve to the shaking of a step.

However, at this time, Han Yuling was sitting in front of the computer. Other than spending a lot of effort on this meaningful thing, he was thinking about another important thing.

"What do you want to say to me?" Du Chengsao walked in with a smile. After so long, Du Chengsao knew Han Ruoling better and better.

Although he rarely went in and out of the drama club, he spent most of his time sitting in front of the office desk and staring at his computer.

However, Han Ruoling's brain was working very fast. Every day, she was thinking about the drama club. If he called Du Chengshang and the others in at any time, it would basically mean that he had some new ideas to come up with.

"You always say that? If there's nothing else, can't I call you in for a cup of tea and chat?" Han Yuling deliberately replied.

Du Chengsao's smile became even wider. "You are not someone who can be so idle. Besides, You can't stop drinking tea and chatting with the big and small people in the theater right now. I think you are doing very well now. Young man, if you don't use your brain now, when will you use it? When you are my age. . . Even if you use your brain, you probably won't be able to think of anything good. "

" Elder Du really knows how to joke! You are a treasure of our drama club, and your brain is filled with treasures. How can you say that there are no good things?" Han Ruoling smiled and got up. She moved a stool closer to Du Chengsai and put it down. Then, she supported him and sat him down.

"It would be good if you don't mind me being old!" Du Chengsao laughed out loud after he finished speaking. "Alright, let's cut to the chase. You have always been in a tight spot. If you have anything to say, just say it. "

"The province is holding a cultural and artistic festival of the entire province. I want to bring the Fu Sheng Drama Club to the exhibition. " Han Ruoling went straight to the point.

"Are you talking about the cultural and artistic festival held in the provincial capital at the end of the year?" Du Chengsai confirmed.

"Yes, that's right. " Han Ruoling was certain. She nodded.

Du Chengsao frowned slightly. "As far as I know, this year's Art Festival has quite high standards. If I didn't accept the organizer's invitation, I wouldn't have been able to participate. But with our current standards and social influence, it should be very difficult to receive an invitation to participate. Although your idea is good, it might have already stopped here. "

Han Ruoling slightly frowned and said," The Arts Festival is a platform for the province to choose and export cultural projects every year. The participants, purchasers, and potential are all very strong. I admit that our theater club is not very famous at the moment, but in terms of quality, it is still okay. Especially after being polished by this round of rehearsals, whether it is the foundation of the actors or the overall layout, there are many areas that are worthy of attention.

I noticed that the theme of this year's Cultural Festival is innovation in inheritance. This place fits our original intention perfectly. If we give up just like that, it would be a pity. "

Du Chengsai read every word he said. From time to time, he would show his stubbornness in waiting for his reply at the entrance of his courtyard. He smiled and said: "Since you want to do it, then do it! I can't help you in other areas. You still have some confidence in being a good backer. "

Han Ruoling originally thought that Du Chengsao would oppose it with all his might, but he did not expect him to directly support her without saying anything. Han Ruoling once again felt a warmth from her elders in her heart.