The unboxing premiere of the Qianqiu Theatre is scheduled for the first Saturday night after the Spring Festival, and due to the size of the theatre, tickets are limited to 250.

The joy of grabbing the ticket for a while, and the regret of not grabbing the ticket, Xia Jin is one of the lucky ones who grabbed the ticket.

Xia Jin is an ordinary freshman girl, she has liked Xu Chunqiu since she was in high school.

At that time, Xu Chunqiu was still immature, and she had just emerged in "National Idol", but she didn't expect to accompany her all the way for so long.

God knows how excited she was when she grabbed a ticket for the premiere of the Qianqiu Theater, although she didn't really have much feeling for Peking Opera.

She thought about it day and night, and finally managed to make it to the first Saturday after the new year, just as she was ready to put on Xu Chunqiu's support clothes, stuffed light signs and light sticks in her bag and prepared to go out, her father stopped her at the door.

"Where are you going?"

Xia Jin lifted the hood of her hoodie a little embarrassed, and a smiling face greeted her, she had a pair of sweet Indian nests, and her smile was particularly well-behaved: "Go to the theater to listen to the play." ”

Her dad didn't eat it at all: "What about fooling me?"

The previous generation always had no good impression of the star chaser, and as soon as he saw his daughter carrying a light sign and a glow stick, he immediately pulled down his face.

"You're chasing stars again, aren't you, tell me about you, how much time have you wasted on this?" Dad Xia pointed to the support shirt on her body with a dark face and said, "What concert are you going to go to, are you going to the theater!"

"I'm really going to the theater. Xia Jin wanted to cry without tears, "Dad, I'm too late, it's half past seven." ”

"Okay, go to the theater, I'll drive you to the theater you said," Xia's father originally expected Xia Jin to admit his mistakes, explain everything to him, and never go to any concerts again.

Who knew that Xia Jin happily followed her father downstairs, happily opened the passenger door and sat down: "Thank you, Dad." ”

"The name of the theater is 'Qianqiu Theater'. ”

Xia Jin arrived earlier than expected, and some people had gathered scattered outside the theater. These people are very miscellaneous, there are all kinds of things, there are young star chasers in their teens and twenties, like Xia Jin, who carry light signs and light sticks, and there are elderly people who are rickety.

Someone at the door opened a roll-up banner with Xu Chunqiu's head printed on it, and was distributing peripherals.

Father Xia muttered to himself: "It's really really coming to the theater to watch the play......"

Xia Jin opened the car door and ran away with brisk steps, leaving Xia's father alone in the car, looking at the complex audience, a little confused.

......

Backstage of the Qianqiu Theater, Xu Chunqiu straightened his head, painted his makeup, took the lead in burning incense and worshipping the ancestor before the play, and looked at the backstage mirror a little nervously.

"Little girl, nervous?"

Old Man Fu looked at her with a smile.

Xu Chunqiu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nodded a little stiffly.

"In the past, when I was on New Year's Eve with you, you weren't as nervous as you are now, but why are you so nervous in a small field of 250 people. ”

Xu Chunqiu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

That's different.

Every time she stood on that platform, overlooking the Eight Immortals table and bench below, looking up at the carved trunk and the head-on lights, the fragments of memories came to mind scattered. There is Master, there is Su Chaodu, there are many classmates in the Yuhua class, and Young Master Lu who always sits in the box on the second floor and watches her.

Today, ninety years later, she has found the shadow of her time.

How could she not be nervous?

Old Man Fu patted her on the shoulder: "Don't be too nervous, the opera garden is our home field." ”

They sang in a crowd of thousands, a concert for pop musicians, but this time it was different.

Qianqiu Theater, this is the home of Peking Opera.

Xu Chunqiu took a deep breath and reopened her eyes in the mirror, this time her heart was much calmer.

She was looking at herself in the mirror and playing silently, only to hear the staff open the curtain leading to the backstage, poke her head out and ask, "Boss Xu, it's almost seven o'clock, can the audience start to enter?"

Xu Chunqiu was still immersed in the play, just nodded, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he quickly changed his mind: "Wait a little longer, just give me two minutes." ”

She dragged the hem of her costume and ran out of the backstage quickly, aiming straight for Seat 1 in the first row.

Under the baptism of the staff's stunned gaze, Xu Chunqiu dragged the pear blossom chair and removed it.

"Boss Xu, you ......"

Xu Chunqiu handed him the chair: "This one is removed, and there will be no one sitting in row 1." ”

She thought for a moment and repeated: "In the future, there will be no one in this position." ”

The staff member looked at the chair in his hand in confusion, a little unsure of what she meant, but he did it anyway.

"It's almost time, and the audience can enter. ”

......

At seven o'clock in the evening, the newly completed Qianqiu Theater opened its doors to the audience for the first time.

Lu Xiu was drowned in the crowd and walked into the theater with all the audience who came to watch the performance.

The sub-ticket of the ticket had been torn off by the staff in charge of checking the tickets, and he went up to the second floor along the carved diaphragm and sat down in the position indicated on the ticket that Xu Chunqiu gave him.

In front of him is a table of eight immortals, a teapot of purple sand is placed on the table, the spout is steaming, and next to it is a hand dish filled with snacks, melon seeds, pine nuts, longevity nuts, almonds are all available, Lu Xiu pushed the fruit plate, and suddenly had a wonderful illusion, has he seen such a placement somewhere.

Lu Xiu raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the stage, and found that this location was indeed as Xu Chunqiu said, the view was quite good, if there was no miscalculation, it should be the best box in the entire theater building, where he could directly see the stage without any obstacles, as well as the audience on the first floor.

Then, his gaze touched the first row of the audience, and he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

Seat No. 1 in row 1 is empty, and this "empty" does not mean that there is no one to sit on, but that the seat is simply empty, and there are no chairs.

The auditorium in the first row suddenly disconnected, creating a vacancy, which is really a confusing design.

He remembered that Xu Chunqiu in the office told him seriously that there was no appearance of one row and one seat in the Qianqiu Theater, and he couldn't help laughing.

Xu Chunqiu, how can you be so cute.