Chapter 209: Waiting to send you home

"Whether you step into this theater because of me, because of Fu Nanxun, or because of the art itself, I hope you can really fall in love with it. ”

Xu Chunqiu finished speaking, and bowed deeply again.

This was followed by thunderous applause, which lasted for a long time without stopping.

Before Xu Chunqiu could get off the stage and take a sip of water, he was urged to return to the stage by applause and returned to the center of the stage.

An encore is when the show is popular, and the actor is off the stage and performs again at the request of the audience. After the performance, the applause of the audience was delayed, which was the signal to return to the show.

She bowed politely and thanked her, and the audience still responded enthusiastically, and she couldn't get back when she saw it, so she simply stood still and asked for the audience's opinion in discussion.

The audience was once again noisy, and everyone was in a hurry, and there was everything to say.

"I want to listen to "Celebration Wine"!"

In the midst of the cacophony of voices, such a shout overpowered all voices, and all voices fell silent, leaving only a few whispers.

"Who shouted?"

"Xu Chunqiu didn't even let him wave the glow stick, and now someone is actually shouting this?"

"I respect him as a man, really ......"

"It's hard for Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun to be on the same stage, what if!"

β€œ......”

Xu Chunqiu was hesitating, only to see Old Man Fu pull up the curtain and walk to the stage from behind the scenes: "The encore performance itself is what you are willing to sing and sing, it is not a formal performance, and there are not so many constraints." ”

He looked at Xu Chunqiu, turned his head to look at Fu Nanxun who was sitting on the side of the stage, and said with a smile: "Sing if you want." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he took the lead.

"Drink the celebration wine today, and the ambition is not rewarded."

"Come to Japan to show your skills, and be willing to write spring and autumn with blood"

It is a small piece of Xipi Kuaierliu in the Peking Opera "Outwitting Tiger Mountain", and it is also the prelude to the Chinese-style rap "Celebration Wine".

Fu Nanxun walked to the front of the stage with the huqin and improvised a beat with the erhu.

Xu Chunqiu sang trendy music in traditional costumes, and the same wave of people, they walked from the big stage to the small theater, but they still sang the same tune.

"Raise a glass and drink this bowl of celebration wine, and then stride forward to face the wind without supporting the wall."

"You and I drink this celebratory wine together, and see how I can show my skills for you in times of crisis."

The audience was overjoyed, and they didn't know who accidentally broke the light stick, and gradually there was light scattered in the darkness again.

"I'll see you for a long time, who would have thought that I would actually hear "Celebration Wine" again, today's ticket really made a lot of money!"

"Why did someone turn on the glow stick, didn't she let the glow stick go when she was rapping?"

"It's not a singing drama now, it should be okay to come back, right?"

"Yes, yes, really ......"

"I cried, I don't know why I was so moved!"

β€œ......”

They stood on the stage and watched as the auditorium lit up again, the colorful signs glowing openly, mingling with the glow sticks to form a galaxy.

Even Old Man Fu couldn't help but have moist eyes when he saw it, let alone Xu Chunqiu and Fu Nanxun.

"Polishing the gun in my hand, incense on the ancestors"

"The wind is sluggish, the water is cold, and I have the tone of Peking Opera"

They sang Peking Opera on the concert stage and rap in the traditional theater, and tradition and pop seemed to blend together in an even way.

I don't know why, at that moment, Fu Nanxun suddenly remembered what Xu Chunqiu had said to him.

β€”β€”Beijing City is not only the Forbidden City Tiananmen Square with red walls and blue tiles, nor is it only the big fence of Nanluoguxiang with blue bricks and gray tiles, it also has a CBD with high-rise buildings and a busy financial street.

And she really did.

"I'm a single-handed, single-handed, Tan Sitong who smiles at the sky."

"Fearless of any hardships and dangers, clenching your fists in the air"

They have never been single-handed, nor are they Tan Sitong who smiles at the sky, the difficulties and dangers are all ahead, but they cut a way through the thorns.

He thought, this is probably Xu Chunqiu's original intention to build this theater.

After the song was sung, the audience once again burst into long-lasting applause.

They bowed deeply and withdrew from the stage in a bowed posture, and the unboxing premiere of the Qianqiu Theater came to a successful end.

The audience dispersed, and the bustling theater quieted down again, but Lu Xiu still stayed in his seat and did not leave for a long time.

He only felt that Xu Chunqiu had just turned into Yu Ji standing on the stage, and his smiling figure was like a hook, hooking his soul.

For some reason, he felt a subtle sense of fate tugging at him, and the red thread of fate tied them together.

When the crowd was almost gone, the staff began to clean the auditorium.

"Excuse me sir, the show is over, and our side is ready to clear the show. ”

The tea on Lu Xiu's table was already lit, and the melon seeds barely moved, and it wasn't until the staff came to remind him that he withdrew his thoughts in hindsight.

"I'm sorry. He nodded apologetically, then picked up his coat and went downstairs.

He didn't just leave, but waited backstage.

The staff cleaned up the second floor and found that Lu Xiu was standing outside the curtain of the backstage, with no intention of entering or leaving, and couldn't help but remind: "Sir, our theater will close soon, you better leave as soon as possible." ”

Lu Xiuke smiled and politely explained the situation to him: "I'll wait for someone." ”

The staff was about to say something, but his companion pulled his arm: "Don't stop, don't you know who it is?"

"Who?"

"That's Mr. Lu of China Entertainment, the boss of our boss," his companion said in a low voice, "I guess I am looking for Boss Xiao Xu to have something, let's not get involved." ”

......

Xu Chunqiu is the owner of this opera garden, and after the performance, there are still bits and pieces of trivial things waiting for her to deal with, and she finally sent away the audience and the guests who assisted the performers, so she breathed a sigh of relief, sat down in front of the mirror again, and prepared to remove her head and face and remove the makeup on her face.

The theater is empty, and even the staff are off work.

Xu Chunqiu pulled out the hairpin on his head in front of the mirror, and unloaded a complete set of heads and noodles one by one.

She heard two knocks on the door, and the front and back of the desk were connected by curtains, so he knocked twice on the door frame of the pear blossom wood, and the right was knocking on the door.

Xu Chunqiu turned her head when she heard the voice, she saw the person coming, stretched her eyebrows and showed a smile: "Mr. Lu, why are you still here?"

"I'm waiting to take you home. ”