Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

The people outside the building had a different mood.

Because Rosen spoke loudly just now, some people heard it.

It's just that no one responded as actively as that little girl.

Now seeing that there was really thunder falling from the sky, everyone couldn't help but feel frightened and rushed towards Qingtong Building, including of course the hidden thief.

Boom.

The thunder roared again and lightning flashed.

A guy who was about to run to the Qingtong Building was hacked to death on the spot.

"He's a thief!" someone shouted.

At the same time, many people turned their eyes to certain people in the crowd.

Thieves are like mice. No matter how well they hide, they will be discovered as long as they come out to steal things.

It’s just that most people think that it’s none of their business and pretend not to see it. But when it comes to something that concerns their own life, no one pretends to be ignorant.

"Drive them away, if they come over, we will all be in trouble." Someone shouted again.

So the thieves were completely isolated.

They did not dare to rush into the crowd to escape the disaster, and could only turn around and flee elsewhere. However, the remaining four people were almost killed on the spot by the falling lightning before they had gone far.

When a person dies, the dark clouds above his head will dissipate.

The people who witnessed this scene couldn't help but marvel at it. Some people even decided to go back to the temple to burn incense and pray to Buddha for blessings.

When people dispersed, some went into the building to listen to the opera, or returned to the street to make a living, Rosen, Xiaodouzi and the little girl were soon the only ones left at the door again.

"Does what you said before still count?" the little girl asked again.

"Of course it counts." Rosen nodded and said half-seriously, "Didn't you see it just now? There are gods above our heads. If you don't keep your word, you will be struck by lightning."

"That's good."

"After the show, I'll treat you to a meal." Rosen smiled and pointed outside, "Any restaurant in the capital, you can choose any restaurant you want. I won't argue with you."

"Can I skip the meal and have something else instead?" The little girl rolled her eyes and asked hopefully but a little embarrassedly.

"What will it be exchanged for?" Rosen became curious and asked tentatively, "Cash discount?"

"What do you mean?" The little girl was stunned.

"Nothing, what do you want to change it to?" Rosen asked.

"Can you please invite me to a play?" The little girl pointed at the words on the water sign at the door and said, "I have wanted to listen to Mr. Mei's Farewell My Concubine for a long time, but my father refused to agree and even sent someone to watch me. It's so annoying."

"It's okay to invite you to the opera." Rosen looked at the little girl and said, "But you have to explain clearly why your father would never let you go to the opera. I'm not afraid of spending money to treat you, but I don't want to get into trouble for nothing."

At this moment, Rosen thought of many melodramatic plots, such as a little girl who was obsessed with Peking Opera, unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, and who would not marry anyone but an opera star.

Or, just to listen to opera, they would chase from the Northeast to the capital, and they would like to give gifts every day and become the top one on the list.

Or maybe, in order to support the star, they are so obsessed that they want to force their own father to death to attract the star's attention...

Regardless of the possibility, Rosen cannot be hired for this play, lest he spend money and still be hated.

"I..." The little girl looked at Rosen, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "I just want to learn acting..."

Upon hearing this, Rosen's head felt buzzing.

He suddenly understood why the little girl's father didn't give her money to watch a play. Because this child's idea was even more deadly than spending money to support the star.

The present is not like the future: Peking Opera has become the quintessence of the Chinese nation, and if a drama actor succeeds, he can become an artist; if he fails, he can gain both fame and fortune by acting in a play in the entertainment industry.

Nowadays, opera singers are contemptuously called actors. Not to mention others, even they themselves feel that they are of the lowest class and their status is really not very high.

The little girl in front of me can wear a mink coat, so she is definitely not from an ordinary family. Who among the rich and powerful families would look down on actors?

Even if one is crazy, he will not agree to let his child go to learn opera. Because it is just like standing on a high platform and jumping into a mud pit. How can one be too careless!

When Luo Sen thought about Luo Youwei's rebellious period, she dyed her hair colorfully, put on heavy makeup, and then went to perform on the pole...

Don't even mention what kind of dance art that thing is. Rosen's blood pressure has skyrocketed just by imagining it. If such a thing really happened, he would probably tear down all the nightclubs in the United States.

Putting himself in the girl's shoes, Rosen suddenly felt that the girl's father only wanted to stop her from going to the opera, and his temper was really quite good.

"Girl." Rosen looked at the little girl in front of him, opened his mouth, and thought about what he was thinking over and over again before saying, "I think your father's decision is right."

Seeing that the little girl looked calm and had no intention of getting angry, he continued, "If it were me, and my daughter had the same idea as you, I would probably tear down all the theaters and break the legs of those opera singers and throw them out of the capital."

"What does this have to do with opera?" the little girl said angrily. "You are so unreasonable."

"I know that what I did was unreasonable, even outrageous. Rosen said, "But I couldn't bear to break my daughter's legs, so what else could I do? It's just bad luck for them."

"According to what you said, I should go and thank my father for not killing me?" the little girl said angrily.

"That's not the case, but when you can't sleep at night, you might as well think about why your father did this."

Rosen said: "Any serious parent would not intentionally harm their child. They must have their reasons for not wanting you to do something. Maybe it's not the best choice, but it's definitely not the worst outcome."

At this point, he pointed to Xiao Douzi beside him and said, "For example, he was there on the day of the temple fair, watching the fun in the crowd with his mother."

"Then why did he follow you?" the little girl asked curiously.

"His mother saw how good I was at fighting, so she thought I had extraordinary abilities. In order to find a way for him to survive, she sold him to me for ten dollars." Rosen touched Xiaodouzi's head and said, "Do you think his mother did something wrong?"

"I don't know." The little girl was confused.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know now. You'll understand it later if you think about it more." Rosen said with a smile, "The show is about to start. Let's go in and listen to it first."

"You're not..." The little girl hesitated.

"Just listen to it once, it won't kill you." Rosen laughed and said, "What matters is not whether you listen to the opera or not, but that you understand your father's good intentions in your heart."

As he said that, he walked towards Qingtong Building.

After entering the building, Rosen wanted to buy a ticket for the girl only to find out that there were no tickets left. However, he could give the girl one of the two tickets he had.

What's more, this is a ticket for a private room, which is even more suitable.

As for Xiaodouzi... at the moment, a follower or servant like him is not considered a human being at all.

Their status is basically equivalent to that of cats and dogs.

No theater would ask them for tickets unless the owner didn't want to do business with those masters and ladies anymore.

After all, it's hard to get used to watching a play without a servant to serve you. But if we buy them a ticket, bah, do they deserve it? (Note 2)

Rosen felt very uncomfortable. After all, he had never treated Xiaodouzi as a servant, but now they were watching a play and they were creating class differences.

Xiao Douzi, on the other hand, was very calm about this, and even didn't think there was anything wrong with being Rosen's servant.

In this regard, Rosen can only say that each era has its own characteristics, and as a modern person who is accustomed to the equality of all people, he is sometimes really not used to it.