The audience under the stage made me laugh

Silly Belle, Belle's words are true. A few days ago, Boss Chai, the owner of the largest opera house in Xiangcheng City, personally ran to the door to invite Ranunculus Tsingyi.He explained that it was the young master of the Qu family who had returned from studying abroad.Mr. Qu is a well-known wealthy businessman who does private salt business and is the largest salt merchant in Xiangcheng.The same wife is old and son-in-law, and he loves the young master from the bottom of his heart.Picking the stars and picking the moon gives you what you want, truly a wealthy life born with a golden spoon.How can the golden spoon go home without a big deal?Even the people who talk about it are also word of mouth, and they are full of praise for the good things and people who are desperately searching for them, and put them in front of the young master.People jokingly teased Master Qu, saying that he was probably blessed by the young master in his previous life.

Today is the promised day.From five o'clock onwards, the sky was getting brighter, and there was a voice in the yard of Ranunculus Tsing Yi.At six o'clock, people gradually woke up, and I ate some rice porridge early --- I was afraid that the meat would be greasy and sticky to my throat --- and then I brought a costume and led the young general Haohao Tangtang to the theater. facade to destination.

Boss Chai is very busy today: busy counting yuan!

From a long distance, I saw his slightly fat face with a smile and beaming.Seeing a young man, he trotted over to say hello, muttering endlessly: "Master Ranunculus, you are here! I have prepared properly here, everything is ready, I only owe you the east wind to make the place flourish!"

Ranunculus Tsing Yi was reserved, and smiled and waved his hands to show that you, Boss Chai, praised you highly: "Little Ranunculus has kept you waiting for a long time, please forgive me. Just believe me, today's show will definitely make Boss Chai a lot of money !"

Haha, no one knows how to fight. Boss Chai knows how to sing and is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He speaks nonsense and brags at his fingertips. He speaks nonsense very smoothly. Turning to his happy events and boasting will naturally make him smile and feel better. .

"Okay, Ranunculus Qingyi's words are a guarantee of credibility, how can I not believe it! Come here, Mr. Ranunculus, please!"

Boss Chai's voice is loud, and his broad voice is even more heroic when he appears, shaking the heads of the people around him. When he enters the backstage, he can still hear his old man's joyful voice ups and downs, and he reads the not-so-authentic Mandarin.

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He has quite a lot of outfits today, and the phoenix crown opera gown has more complicated details than that in "Yutangchun". Ransi had no choice but to ask someone to take care of his precious costume for him.

"Brother Ranunculus," the curtain was lifted, and a man with a strange figure walked straight in --- with a strong chest, back and limbs, a somewhat potbellied posture, and a pair of weird and ridiculous embroidered shoes that didn't fit his feet , or women's size shoes, "Miss Ah Zhen said that the red fat fell in the yard, and asked me to buy new ones. The boss Gangchai asked me what I was doing in a hurry, so I told him about it. Here," he said He took out the tin box of rouge in his pocket, "Boss Chai said that there is another female star who sang last time that didn't go along when she left. If you don't mind it, you can use it first."

Ransi glanced at the small one in the man's hand, and saw that it was okay: "Okay, put it down."

The man handed the things to Ransi and turned around to leave.

Today's owner is Master Qu, and the right owner is Young Master Qu.Full of youthful air in foreign ink.The "Yutangchun" sung by mouth in Xiangcheng is not a fart when it comes to others.Young masters and young ladies who are opera singers don't like to listen to it and don't understand it. Those who know a little bit only know about famous operas that have been sung for thousands of years.Therefore, they have to follow the fun of the juniors in choosing the actors for this game --- choose those who sound high-end and high-end, at least they must be the ones you have heard of when you have reported the name of the opera, so that people People show off.The old people have the opportunity to brag about their grandchildren and granddaughters to increase face: "Look at this, your hometown is really amazing! You are even proficient in Peking Opera, and your future is boundless!"

Ranunculus Tsing Yi, who has been struggling in the gutter for more than twenty years, knows this truth well.The lid of the box was lifted, and the rouge of extremely positive color was thick and fine, and it could be seen that it was a good product.Ranunculus wiped some with his little finger, put it under his nose and sniffed it: the sweetness is a little cloying, at least compared to the ones sold on the street.

Ransi twitched her lips---it seems that this female celebrity doesn't have much taste.It's a good product, but it's not going anywhere.If people didn't forget to take it away, then they can only dislike the fat and throw it here. Didn't you see that the box is brand new, and nothing inside has been moved?

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When the sun rises, there are already a lot of voices in front of the curtain. If you don’t go out, you can imagine the fragrance of clothes and shadows, competing for splendor.The next door is also a big-name female star invited by Master Qu to welcome his youngest son's overseas returnees.Ranunculus came for an hour before the other party slowly settled in, and now it seemed that he was losing his temper, and a thin wooden board was shaken by an unknown blocky object.Ransi always wondered if the board would fall down and be torn apart.

The board didn't fall down, and the nobleman couldn't be smashed either.

Master Qu saw that he was in the limelight recently, so he put him at the top.Playing is the purpose of "suppressing the field" and "raising the grade".It doesn't matter if you don't understand Peking Opera, as long as people know it.Give him enough momentum to ask him to suppress the situation.When the voice brightened and the weight shook, attracting people's attention, and then pushing out his son, people would know: how much he cares about this little son, how precious he is!There will be more people who have to show face in the future, so don't be offended by winking.

The layout of the stage scenery was ordered early, and Boss Chai reported it to Master Qu. Master Qu was immersed in the joy of his son's return, and with great pride, he approved gold, silver and jewelry for everyone to purchase carefully with a wave of his hand.So it is said that the hundreds of thousands of flower bones on this stage are also tender and real flowers, and there are still water beads hanging on them.

The guests are seated.Most of the girls and young masters gathered together to talk about love and talk, and a few of them leaned on the back of their chairs calmly and watched the stage full of flowers.

Young Master Qu, who was the protagonist of the banquet, came here with strides at this time. When approaching the door, he politely greeted the handsome waiter wearing a wine-red uniform at the door.Zheng Zhuer has focused countless eyes since he stepped into the hall, and what he is engulfed in is nothing but fiery, scrutinizing, amazing... and disdain?

Young Master Qu has broad shoulders and narrow waist, and long-legged trousers, exuding the tenderness of a romantic person from the inside out.When Mrs. Qu was young, she was one of the beauties of a famous family in Xiangcheng, so she could get a glimpse of the demeanor of Qu Qi who inherited the perfect genes of her parents.Mr. Qu boasted that he was not bad looking, and his temperament was excellent, so that he would not give people a bad impression on the first meeting.His gaze pierced through the crowd, trying to find the "uniqueness", but he was surrounded by enthusiastic crowds.

Helpless and exhausted.Mr. Qu thought so, but he couldn't reveal anything on the surface.He took out the narrow-rimmed glasses with gold wire rims pinned to the neckline of his suit, the corners of his mouth were curved just right, and he walked like a gentleman amidst the voices of the crowd.

The girls in the crowd uttered reproaches and exclamations, and it turned out that it was an 'Empty Young Master' who got in.His hair color is darker than ordinary people, but it also sets off his pale face.A white knitted scarf was wrapped around his neck twice, and a coat with dark gray velvet trim was worn on his shoulders, and a gray and white checked turtleneck sweater was lined inside.It is almost a cool tone all over the body, but such a dark-colored son-in-law opened and closed his bright red lips and yelled at the beautiful girls all around him:

"What are you doing all around the little salt bar? It's freezing cold? Do you want to come into my brother's arms and let my brother warm you up?" He squinted his eyes when he smiled, and his whole body was quite lively.

The girls jeered one after another, and a bold and pungent young lady said "a young bird" with a high voice: "Come on, you, who doesn't know that the younger sister of Xiang's family is weak and weak, where is her elder brother?" After the words were shut, the hall roared with laughter, and a group of girls in the boudoir laughed wildly, and started calling "Sister Xiu".

"Sister Xiu" blew her hair (because she didn't grow a beard), stared, pretended to be out of breath, held her breath, puffed her cheeks and snatched Mr. Qu, a good boy from a good family, and the two eloped to a corner sneakily.

From the outside, the theater is a pointed building, painted with cream-colored paint, with a foreign style and high-end atmosphere.The inner wall is also antique and intertwined with European style.The second floor is surrounded by a circle of railings for guests to watch upstairs, and the platform extends half a meter away from the wall, thus creating a mysterious area covered by shadows directly below the wall on the first floor, bringing a little Ambiguous color.

Temporary seats scattered and gathered were set up there. "Sister Xiu" led Qu Qi to this place.It was a little far away before, so I didn't see it. It turned out that there was already a seat here.Most of his body was hidden in the darkness, only a sharp white chin was exposed.

Qu Qi glanced at the idle sister Xiu, with a questioning look in her eyes, but saw the other party looking at him with meaningful eyes.Simply the mysterious hospitality in the dark did not make them stop in embarrassment, his voice was hoarse and ugly, like tattered firewood smashed with tongs.

He stubbornly read every word, but he could also hear joy: "You have finally returned to China. It's been a long time since I saw you."

Qu Qi was stunned, his eyes flashed strangely, and then he greeted as usual: "Long time no see, Wenshui."

Shang Wenshui slowly moved out of the darkness with deep and shallow steps, and only then did Qu Qi see his appearance clearly.His complexion was paler than that of Kongkong Gongzi Xiu's younger sister, and the blue blood vessels under his neck could be faintly seen under the flickering light.The whole body reveals the sickness of "not long to live".If you look closely at his eyebrows and eyes, you will be amazed at his almost feminine and feminine appearance.

He cast an apologetic look at Xiu, who is Mr. Kongkong, and the other party immediately understood what he meant, and made a gesture of surrender to the two of them: "OK, OK, you two catch up, I don't want to be a light bulb. Little Yanba, your father I have invited the recently popular actors for you, and I will be on stage soon, I will wait for you two at the front." He walked backwards and left.

Shang Wenshui's breath was not steady, and he took a few breaths urgently to calm the beating frequency of his heart.Qu Qi stiffly stretched out his hand towards him, fearing that he would collapse on the spot, and wanted to give him some relief, but he squeezed his wrist tightly.

"Second brother," he said nervously with eager eyes, "you are finally back...you are finally willing to come to see me, will you still go?"

Qu Qi took off his gentle mask since Xiangxiu left, and he frowned --- Shang Wenshui's hands were as cold as dead people, making him feel like he was being entangled by a poisonous snake --- -He broke the opponent's wrist indifferently, his tone did not fluctuate, as if he was talking to the air, and he said concisely: "No. Have you taken your medicine today?" He didn't deliberately answer whether he was willing to see him, because Xiang Xiu Er Wu Que, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, came here in a daze, and only then met this sick man. If it wasn't for this, he would rather be pushed and squeezed by the crowd than come into contact with this psychopath.

But in the eyes of the other party, this is the meaning of acquiescing to approach him.Shang Wenshui didn't show any displeasure because Qu Qi violently tore him away, he bent his eyebrows and said again: "Don't take it, the medicine has been stopped long ago, the doctor said I'm fine," he said calmly He put his arm around Qu Qi's neck, his brows were filled with intoxication, "It's not that you don't know, as long as I meet you, I won't suffer from that sickness." He stood on tiptoe and approached Qu Qi, but was caught The other party pushed away mercilessly, and fell back on the chair again. He pursed his mouth and looked unhappy, and then he seemed to think of something and continued with a bright face: "Second brother, but Where is my good medicine..."

"You may have met a quack doctor who broke your medicine." Qu Qi coldly interrupted him to speak all kinds of boring words, and swept his legs and face condescendingly, "Second Miss Shang, male and female No matter how you dress, you are still a woman. It is better to be reserved. Seeing that you are not suitable for walking around, you should rest in the corner. I will go to see Xiangxiu, Miss Shang please That's it." Yan turned and left without looking back.

Shang Wenshui still stared at Qu Qi's back with blazing eyes, and she didn't look hurt by his harsh sarcasm between the lines. With obsession on the corner of her mouth, she muttered to herself: "How could the second brother remember wrong? I'm obviously from the merchant. Young master, my name is Shang Wenzhui... my name is Shang Wenzhui... my name is Shang Wenzhui..." Repeatedly, eerie souls grew in the dark and cramped darkness, until Qu Qi's back Overwhelmed by the passing crowd, she twisted her voice, and recited the last sentence grotesquely but firmly, "I am Shang Wenzhui."

The corner returns to silence again.