Zhang Zhiruo nodded, squeezed into the crowd, Yang Pingfan was about to walk to the court, and suddenly saw a big tent next to the stage, swords, guns, swords and halberds were placed next to it, men and women were busy going in and out, so he pulled the person next to him and asked what it was. After speaking, he slipped away like a plague god.

Yang Pingfan turned around and said: "Lan Lan, Mr. Liu, Dr. Su, you should withdraw first, don't stay in the city, it's not safe, go out of the city first, wait for me outside the city, do you understand?"

"You must be careful, don't be reckless," Li Lan said with his hand stroking Yang Pingfan's cheek.

"Got it, let's go, without your energy. Liu Yuan said that he was a little nervous, and his hands were shaking.

"Don't be busy, you can be my translator for a while. Yang Pingfan said.

Yang Pingfan put the horse card on his belt and walked towards the tent of the troupe with Liu Yuan, there were sentry posts around the stage, Dongying soldiers, puppet army, detective team, and the common people avoided them like avoiding poisonous insects and beasts, but Yang Pingfan, who was wearing a yellow tweed 98-style military uniform, didn't care.

I saw him carrying a saber, lifting the curtain of the door in a big way, and entering the tent.

When everyone in the troupe saw a person wearing a Japanese military uniform come in, they instantly quieted down, and several female actors reacted the fastest and quietly retreated, and the class owner was a middle-aged man, who stepped forward to call a thousand: "Taijun, Kongnichiwa." ”

Yang Pingfan didn't speak, walked to the suitcase with a tiger face, the class owner accompanied him carefully, Liu Yuan said smartly: "Don't be afraid, Taijun has a great interest in Chinese drama." ”

This is a Peking Opera team, the head props are quite complete, and it is a martial arts-based team, what "Changban Slope", "Ancient City Meeting", "Jiepai Pass", "Three Forks" and so on, are their specialties.

Wusheng is divided into two kinds of long and short fights, and the lines are different, the long support is the whole body armor, the back is surrounded by four flags, the big boots that are two inches and five minutes high under the feet, the long weapons or horse whips in the hands, the generals on the battlefield are dressed like this, and the short fight is the kind of arrow sleeves full of buckles, carrying a lancet or something, suitable for the role of a hero in the green forest, a thief and so on.

Yang Pingfan stopped beside the long white and blue clothes, he didn't know that this was Zhao Yun's outfit, but he just thought that this looked good and was quite majestic.

"Dress me up for this. Yang Pingfan said with a tiger face.

Liu Yuan hurriedly translated: "Hurry up and put on this outfit for Taijun, Taijun is going to act in a big show." ”

said this on the surface, but in his heart he kept scolding, Yang Pingfan, aren't you troublesome enough, you still have to wear a long seat to rob the law field, you can eat it, even if the artist is bold, he doesn't play like this.

The class owner breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the Dongying people would rob the girls and grab money, and they wanted to play with the ticket, so they hurriedly waited for it to be coaxed away and pulled down.

"A few of you, hurry up and dress up Taijun. The head of the class said, "Forget it, I'll come in person." ”

Yang Pingfan took off his saber, took off his ill-fitting military uniform and riding boots, and changed into a costume under the service of a group of people.

This is Zhao Zilong's outfit, which has to be changed from the inside out, the yellow tweed breeches are replaced by bright red pants, a pair of black boots with white soles under his feet, a white middle coat on the upper body, a big backrest outside, four flags on his back, and a helmet full of blue pompoms on his head.

"I'll put makeup on you. ”

The head of the class took the oil paint to outline the corners of Yang Pingfan's eyes, he painted it according to Zhao Yun's appearance, mainly emphasizing the heroic and chic of the white-robed young general, his face was like powder, and his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were like the same.

The tweeter outside was already talking: "Attention, attention, it's time to start, be quiet." ”

Liu Yuan flashed out and saw that there were more soldiers around the stage, machine guns were set up on the roofs nearby, the big wolf dogs of the detective team were staring at each other with blood-red tongues, and a group of seven-foot men with big ties were escorted to the stage, and there was a commotion below.

These are all captured guerrilla fighters, and the one in the center is tall and big, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his eyes and eyebrows are exactly the same as Zhang Zhiruo's, so he must be Commander Zhang Shengyang.

He was about to start the knife and behead, but he was still walking majesticly, standing on the stage with a Peking Opera-style appearance, and the house was full of colors below.

Liu Yuanxin said that it was not good, and hurriedly ran in and whispered to Yang Pingfan: "It will start immediately." ”

"You go first, I haven't finished painting yet. Yang Pingfan said, took off the horse card and handed it to Liu Yuan, Liu Yuan took the gun, immediately flashed out, did not look back, ran faster than a rabbit.

Yang Pingfan turned around and asked the class leader, "Bring me a few pairs of mustaches." ”

"You are Zhao Yun, you don't need to wear a mustache. The head of the class explained.

"I'm obviously Yue Fei, Yue Wumu's work, if I don't obey, I'll die" Yang Pingfan was angry.

"Okay, Taijun, then the three locks, the emperor will be the most suitable, I'll take it for you." ”

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"Commander Zhang, sing one. ”

I don't know who is clamoring under the stage, Zhang Shengyang heard this, coughed dryly and began to sing: "Changbanpo, Zhao Zilong, the killed Cao soldiers all escaped ......one by one."

The audience applauded, Zhang Shengyang was arrogant, "The head has a big scar off the bowl, and Lao Tzu is a good man after 18 years!" Zhang Shengyang sang to the xing, looking up to the sky and roaring, full of pride, and holding an iron-blooded hero.

There was another round of applause from the audience, the reputation of Zhang Shengyang, the leader of the Resistance Army, was far and wide, and the citizens of Suzaku had heard the rumors that he had killed the Japanese with a traitor, and when he saw the real person today, he was really a tough guy.

Zhang Shengyang's eyes were like eagle falcons, he glanced at the crowd, saw many familiar faces, and immediately understood what the comrades were going to do, he shouted loudly: "Zhiruo, and comrades, don't do stupid things, there is an ambush in the Japanese invaders, it is important to preserve your strength, don't fold in because of me." ”

Zhang Zhiruo had already connected with the guerrillas, Zhang Shengyang's words obviously had no effect, and everyone was still determined to save the commander.

The commander of the garrison, Inuyang, showed a hint of admiration on his face like a dead man, he took off his tweed uniform shirt, wore only a white shirt, walked up to the stage with a saber, and read out Zhang Shengyang's guilt, and the interpreter hastily flipped it over on the side, which was nothing more than a crime such as destroying the common prosperity of East Asia, and the people who ate melons below booed.

In the tent of the troupe, Yang Pingfan put on a mustache and was selecting weapons. Although the troupe embroiders their legs with fists and uses silver-like pewter gun heads, they always have to have some self-defense when walking the rivers and lakes, so among those knives, guns, swords, halberds, there are also a few real guys.

Yang Pingfan looked left and right, and picked a Qinglong Yanyue knife, this is Guan Erye's weapon, pick it up and touch it, the blade is extremely sharp.