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After Qi Tian finished his takeaway, he went downstairs to throw away the pile of rubbish that he picked up today.When he went upstairs and waited for the elevator, he saw an old man wearing black sports shorts, shirtless, stepping on a pair of sneakers, with a sports arm bag tied to his arm, with a small radio in it, sweat dripping from his face, and his shirt He carried it in his hand and used it to wipe the sweat that flowed down his cheeks.

"Hey, uncle, are you going for a run? Is there a playground near our community?"

The uncle glanced at him, "It's a new move. There is a river from the back door of the community, called 'Chenghe', and there is a plastic runway around the river. There are quite a lot of people at this time."

Qi Tian originally planned to go up, but the elevator still couldn't get down on the thirteenth floor, and the people waiting at the elevator entrance had shrunk twice, and he was a little restless waiting.

"Wait a minute, although we have two elevators on the left and right, the one on the left is only open during the peak hours of work in the morning and after work in the evening, and can't be used for the rest of the time. I think you just moved here, and you young people are sleeping now. No, it’s better to go there for a walk, it’s cool at this point, come back to take a shower after walking around, and sleep soundly.” The uncle took off the arm bag from his arm and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, then put his jacket on superior.

Qi Tian laughed when he saw this series of actions, "Master, how strict is your family?" The uncle let out a hey.

Qi Tian walked out, not waiting for the uncle to say anything, anyway, no matter what he said, he would definitely show his affection to him in a roundabout way.

Qi Tian came out of the back door and saw Chenghe. There was a small road between the residential area and Chenghe. He glanced left and right and walked straight over without a car.The weather is a bit hot, but there is wind at night, especially by the river. Qi Tian walked along the Chenghe River for a while and felt a bit cold, so the shorts he wore were a bit too short.

Qi Tian glanced at it, besides running around the city and river, there were also various recreational activities at night.

There are three mini KTVs alone. There are a lot of people around one of them. Qi Tian walked up curiously and took a closer look. Inside, a middle-aged man and woman were singing "Heart Rain" duet. When the interlude played, the uncle walked around Watching the aunt turn around and then bent over to her and stretched out her right hand, but the aunt didn't even look at it, she just twisted and walked to the other side, the onlookers laughed together, who knows if it's a real couple, Qi Tianxin thought that if his significant other went to dance in the square dance to show off his head, he would have to break his legs so that he would never be able to go out again.

Qi Tian withdrew from the crowd and walked slowly for a few steps. He saw an old man holding a saxophone in front of him. He was wearing an army green camouflage suit. Pacing up and down in a small circle.On such a lively night, his solo saxophone has a unique charm, a melodious tune, and willow branches swaying rhythmically with the wind.At the end of the song, Qi Tian stretched out his hand to take the lead in applauding. The old man looked over to him when he heard the sound, nodded slightly to thank him, and then began to pack up and prepare to leave. There were three or two people around, and when they saw that he was leaving, they all dispersed .

Qi Tian had been standing there watching the old man pack up his things, the old man waved his hand at him, Qi Tian knew what he meant, and said "Pay attention to your body, old man" before leaving.

Qi Tian packed his things for a whole day, if it wasn't for the old man's words of encouragement, he wouldn't have thought of it, he went around to understand the surrounding situation and he was about to go back to rest, but he heard the sound of opera coming from a place not far away.

Qi Tian walked over to the place where the sound came from, and saw that there was actually a small stage here, and it wasn't even called a stage, but there was an extra space where the wooden boards sank by the river. These people brought tungsten lamps and hung them on the railing, and each held a musical instrument. The man in the middle is holding a microphone in his hand, and the jokes are transmitted through the speaker.

Peking opera is something left by our ancestors. Since it can be passed down for so many years, it must have its own magic power, such as lonely makeup mirror, bloody rouge, orchid-like jade fingers, black eyebrows, smiling beauties, and gentle The Tsing Yi, the heroic warrior, the thundering gongs and drums, the weeping huqin, the ancients who went on stage and then went off...

Especially in the performance of romantic affairs, it is more interesting. Compared with today's movies and TV series filled with a lot of vulgar images, it is really different.It can not only surprise people with the extremely luxurious decorations, but also make people intoxicated with the extremely subtle content. All these seem to be a bit of an illusion of life in a dream, and it really deserves the word "beautiful".

Although the appearance here is simple at this time, Peking Opera is like this, exuding exquisite elegance everywhere.Whether it is in literary or martial arts, every appearance and every movement of an actor can be frozen into a picture, so foreign friends have to sigh: "wonderful!"

Qi Tian took a few more steps forward, stopped at the steps leading to the sunken stage, and walked one step further down to enter the stage. Although this stage is not formal, it is small and well-equipped.

Some people were playing the erhu, some were beating the drum pads, and among the scattered audience, there were a few men wearing slippers sitting on the ground smoking cigarettes.

Hearing the quintessence of China in this place is different from sitting in a bright theater and watching the dazzling array of things on the stage, which is more pyrotechnic.

Qi Tian listened carefully, when he heard someone on the shore ask which Peking opera this was singing.

Someone sighed and answered, this is the story "A Dream of a Lady in Spring" about Wang Hui, a strong man in the late Han Dynasty, and his wife Zhang.

Qi Tianxun looked over at the prestige, and the person who was talking was a boy in a pink T-shirt. Qi Tian couldn't see his face clearly, but he felt as if he had seen this person before and was not sure, and he hadn't had time to take a second look. The man walked away with his mobile phone.

The dim lights shone on everyone's faces, and the young couple in "A Dream of a Lady in Spring" played and danced like two butterflies among flowers to the tune of "Nan Bangzi".

"Wait today, wait tomorrow,

Nakan news is more serious;

Knowing that dreams are false,

Bored and looking for it in dreams. "

After singing this sentence, Zhang's actor put his hands on his chest and prayed helplessly.

At this time, the last bit of erhu sound also disappeared, and someone in the crowd took the lead in applauding. She bowed her head and said nothing to the accompanist and the audience.

Qi Tian stopped applauding and glanced at his watch. It was almost nine o'clock, and he had to go back and prepare for tomorrow's dubbing work.Qi Tian climbed up the stairs, and when he got to the last floor, he saw the boy who just said the name of the play approaching, and when he got closer, they finally saw each other clearly.

"Hey, what a coincidence, the kid is you."

"Well, Xiao Hei...Heihehe, what a coincidence."