The neon people below were already a little drunk, and the shameless praise of the traitors around them had already made them a little fluttery, and their voices were louder.

Sakata Osa sat there, not dripping from alcohol, looking at the drunken neon people around him with a reserved face, and a smile appeared on his face.

Suddenly, in the band on the stage, Uncle Bai picked up the drumstick in his hand and tapped it lightly on the drum in front of him, and the other band members also played along.

The voice below is gradually getting quieter, after all, everyone is here today, even these neon people are deeply fascinated by the Peking Opera in China.

Sakata Dazuo also touched his mustache, and looked at the stage proudly, Pei Yanzhi, I didn't expect to meet him in this small place, I really had nowhere to find it when I stepped on the iron shoes!

At the beginning, Sakata Dazuo also heard Pei Yanzhi's play in the capital, and was deeply fascinated by it, and after he came to the south, he also remembered Pei Yanzhi.

I saw that the curtain of the door was raised, Pei Yanzhi walked out quickly from inside, a small circle, and came to Jiulongkou, the water sleeve in his hand shook slightly, this appearance also attracted the applause of Sakata Daisa below, and the other neon people also applauded.

However, when Pei Yanzhi started singing, these neon people frowned a little, because Pei Yanzhi was singing Kunqu Opera today, even if he was a Chinese person, he might not be able to understand enough, let alone these neon people.

Although Sakata Osa didn't understand, he still looked at Pei Yanzhi's face, with a hint of perverted eyes in his eyes, and then shook his head and applauded.

The neon people below didn't dare to coax when they saw Dazuo being so obsessed, so they started drinking and punching again, but those traitors looked at Pei Yanzhi on the stage with a different face, and they listened with relish.

In the song "Peach Blossom Fan", Li Xiangjun sung by Pei Yanzhi is really like that strange woman who can sing and cry, in the face of this critical moment of national life and death, she can be loyal to her own country and her own nation.

However, suddenly, Pei Yanyi's eyes changed, Uncle Bai, who was the drummer, smiled slightly, and the drumstick in his hand increased speed, and suddenly the atmosphere of the whole band was different, and he became angry.

Although Sakata Osa below has heard the play, he doesn't know much about the play, and when he hears the drumbeat change, the whole play seems more bright, and he can't help but cheer up, thinking that it is about to reach a climax.

But the other neon people didn't care about Pei Yanzhi on the stage at all, and continued to stagger, hugging the Qinglou woman they brought, which was unsightly.

Only a few traitors who could understand the play felt a little that something was wrong, but they didn't dare to speak, so they could only wait on the sidelines.

At this time, the entire theater had been sealed, and barrels of fire oil were lifted out of the warehouse and placed in the most critical place of the theater, surrounding the entire theater building tightly.

Most of the windows and doors had long been sealed with iron bars, but the outside was covered with paper, so you couldn't see it at all, and the whole theater was like an iron cage, and no one could enter or leave.

Pei Yanzhi's voice became more and more sad, even the neon people below who couldn't understand the play felt that something was wrong, looking at the willow eyebrows upside down, apricot eyes wide open, pointing at Pei Yanzhi who was angrily reprimanded by them, Sakata Daisa's face sank.

I saw his hand reach for the katana he had placed on the table, and looked at Pei Yanzhi with a threatening expression.

But Pei Yanzhi had already seen the Tong family on the opposite side and made a gesture to himself.

Pei Yanzhi suddenly shouted, "Ignite the fire!"

Sakata Osa couldn't help but be stunned, and looked back suddenly, and found that thick smoke had begun to rise around the entire theater, and in the thick smoke, the raging fire had begun to burn

"Yaga!" Sakata Osa stood up with a frightened face, picked up his katana, and shouted loudly, "Damn!

Sakata Osa glanced fiercely at Pei Yanzhi, who was still babbling and singing on stage, and rushed towards the gate of the theater surrounded by his own guards.

But the theater was already covered with oil, and the fire could no longer be controlled, and the wooden structure of the theater soon became like a big torch, and the flames soared into the sky, and the screams and begs for mercy of neon people were heard inside.

Behind Pei Yanzhi are the actors of the Shuangqing class, these actors looked at Pei Yanzhi who was still singing, and their eyes were also complicated.

At this time, a neon man who really couldn't run, saw Pei Yanzhi on the stage, and in anger, he pulled out his katana, jumped to the stage, stared at Pei Yanzhi with burning eyes, and said, "You drip, die, die!"

After speaking, the neon man raised his knife and was about to slash at Pei Yanzhi, but Pei Yanzhi didn't even glance at him.

Because at this time, his eyes are full of memories, all of which are the bits and pieces that the master taught him to sing, the master took him in in Qingyang City, he was abandoned by his parents, and he also had a happy family back then, and he ......

......

"Yanzhi, Yanzhi!" A voice that seemed to come from nine heavens away made Pei Yanzhi's eyes refocus.

Looking at Zhang Xiluo in front of him, Pei Yanzhi said lightly, "Oh, I was distracted just now, then I'll tell you the story of my grandfather now!"

......

An hour later, Pei Yanzhi and Zhang Xiluo walked out of the small conference room, Zhang Xiluo walked and said, "I will find some people back then to enrich the image of your grandfather, after all, only they know what Peking Opera actors looked like at that time!"

Pei Yanzhi nodded and said, "Okay, but I hope you can let me see it at the end!"

Zhang Xiluo laughed and said, "That's for sure, if you can't pass the eyes of the two of you, this play won't be able to be played!"

When Pei Jingqi saw the two of them coming out, he also stood up, walked over, and asked, "How is it!"

Zhang Xiluo nodded and said, "Mr. Pei's basic life has been understood, and he still needs to do a certain amount of literary and artistic processing, rest assured, he is all positive!"

Pei Jingqi glanced at Pei Yanzhi, saw Pei Yanzhi nodded, and said with a smile, "Can I still not believe you Zhang Da Editor, but this matter is relatively tight in the courtyard, you take care of it, when you finish it, I still have a bottle of good wine, when the time comes, let's have two glasses!"

Zhang Xiluo shrugged his shoulders and said, "You Pei Laosan still have good wine, can it exceed fifty yuan?" Come on, this is also my job, I will get it well, okay, so be it!"

Pei Jingqi laughed and said, "Cheng, then we will go first!"