Chapter 150: Favorite West Lake February Day

"......" The few people who were staring at him were speechless.

The young man pursed his lips even more: What kind of treasure is this, it looks like an antique.

Zou Kai opened the cloth bag, and the delicate puppets inside revealed their true faces.

Looking at the beautiful puppet on the table, the old master was surprised and delighted, his eyes lit up, and his face, which had been calm, also showed a smile: "What new technology has come up with? Is it made of paper or what?"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and gently stroked the puppet's long hair, which was smooth and soft, completely like the feel of real hair.

Could it be that this is made from real human hair?

Lu Zi'an shook his head: "This is not a new technology, it is made of balsa wood." ”

Balsa wood?

The master tried to pick up the puppet, and it was really light, but when you held it in your hand, you could feel the feeling that was completely different from paper and foam.

He was pleasantly surprised to pull the joystick, it was very smooth, and every movement achieved the effect he wanted without hindrance!

"How did you do that? How can you make it so delicately out of wood?" and the makeup is ......" The master couldn't put down the puppet, and he couldn't get enough of it when he looked at it over and over again.

The row of wooden shelves next to it was full of their puppets, and the faces of the female characters were painted with bright blush, which gradually darkened over time, and looked dull, which was a world away from the puppets on the table.

Lu Zi'an looked at him like this, knowing that the one-armed puppet had already arrived, and smiled with his eyebrows: "This is made of rouge, so it looks more natural." ”

Shen Mange next to him was carefully inspecting the puppets, smoothing the puppets' clothes while thoughtfully twisting their clothes.

When I was about to change to another puppet to check, when I heard Lu Zi'an's words, I couldn't help but glance at him: Phew, return my TF white pipe life!

Lu Zi'an was about to speak, but suddenly noticed her eyes, and turned his head suddenly, but who knew that Shen Mange had already turned his face, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Was his feeling wrong?

"This embroidery is Hunan embroidery...... the old master couldn't help but look closer: "It's amazing, this stitch is dense, it has to be Feng Niang to do it......"

Connoisseurs after all.

Lu Zi'an nodded: "Yes, there is also an oil-paper umbrella, and the embroidery on the umbrella is also produced by Feng Niang." ”

Zou Kai immediately took out the oil-paper umbrella from the box, and Lu Zi'an took it and opened it.

"Oops, oops. The master's eyes were shining with sparks of joy: "Okay, good, I'll use it tonight!"

"And ...... this severed arm puppet?"

The old master paused, but still smiled: "You take it, don't worry if you don't fix it, it's already broken anyway, but you have to say it first, even if you can't fix it, you have to return it to me." ”

"It's nature. ”

As he spoke, Lu Zi'an took off the one-armed puppet and wanted to put it in the wooden box.

"Hey, wait a minute. The old master stopped him and dragged out another small box from underneath: "Oh, look at your white lady, is she so delicate, it's better to use your box, this puppet is still in our original box, it's safe, it won't be broken." ”

He looked at the box, and felt that it was not enough, and he wished that he could wrap a few more layers outside.

Lu Zi'an is actually similar to him, and he thinks that this one-armed puppet is not appropriate to just put it in the box, but the owner of the family thinks that it is okay, and he can't say anything, so he can only say hello to Zou Kai when he leaves, and ask him to stuff more foam in the box or something.

After turning around in the backstage, Zhao Yang came over to chat with them for a while, and the gong began to be beaten in front, and the puppet show was about to start.

Lu Zi'an's seat is quite good, in the second row, when they came out, the seats were black, and they were actually full, but many of them may have come for Zhao Yang's name.

Zou Kai looked at the propaganda poster on the side, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

Qu Duo looked at him inexplicably: "What are you laughing at?"

"To tell the truth, I've watched the Legend of the White Snake many times, but I only remember one line. ”

"Which line?"

Zou Kai couldn't hold back his laughter at all: "When Xu Xian inserted a hairpin for Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian asked: Lady, you take a snapshot in the mirror to see if I look good." ”

This one...... Qu Duoduo frowned, as if he was a little impressed......

Then, Bai Suzhen said: No need, the officials help me look good every time...... Hahaha!" Zou Kai was smiling, and his face wrinkled into a ball in the next second: ", you let me say it yourself......"

The sound of gongs and drums muffled his low wail, the lights dimmed, and the curtain slowly opened.

As soon as the silk bamboo sounded, Lu Zi'an frowned, this tone doesn't sound like "Broken Bridge"......

"Favorite West Lake February day, slanting wind and drizzle to send cruise ships......"

The female voice sings softly, the timbre is graceful, and the sound of the piano is curling, as if taking people to the West Lake.

The rain of Qingming is as thin as cow's hair and lingers, the boat is shaking, and the smoke and rain are misty.

It was really very good, and many people applauded, but many more people questioned it.

"Isn't it "Broken Bridge"? I'm afraid this is the first time I've seen West Lake, right?"

"How did you do it now, I even sent the wrong program list......"

"It's really child's play! The attitude is so unrigorous, it's okay not to watch this play!"

There are more strict old people who are already angry and feel cheated.

In the next second, a beautiful figure appeared in front of the stage, attracting all eyes.

A woman in fluttering clothes is holding an umbrella and dancing, her black hair is like a waterfall, her sleeves are like flowing water, and she swings and retracts, and the atmospheric water swings, and she feels like a fairy in a trance.

Every move of her hands and feet was extremely elegant, especially the white smoke floating around her body added a little fairy aura to her.

The peach and willow green on his side seem to be in front of the blue waves of the West Lake.

She held an umbrella and was a little melancholy: "The clear rain of the West Lake, how can I cover my steadfastness in the earth, there are occasional days and nights in the Lingshan Cloud Realm, I close my eyes and recuperate to see you ...... thousands of years ago."

She raised her eyes as if she was looking for someone, looked up and looked back, and every movement tugged at people's heartstrings.

The boat was sailing in the river, misty and rainy, she held an oil-paper umbrella, and her smile was all paintings.

The female voice faded, the piano sounded, and the beauty stood under the bridge hesitantly, although she couldn't see her eyebrows clearly, but it still made people feel pity.

Some people in the audience began to sit still, and they couldn't wait to come forward to comfort the beauty.

Some people even scolded in a low voice: "What are you doing, Xu Xian?"

The sound of the piano was hoarse and low, like crying and complaining, and the sound of rain was getting louder, but she was still standing still.

A stone bridge appeared on the stage in the distance, and someone stood at the head of the bridge and sang harmoniously: "An umbrella bone, holding out thirty-six layers of love, leaving people and rain, can not hide your slightly wet gorgeous...... The fruit of this life should be the cause of the next life, you have repaid the kindness of a thousand years ago, and after a thousand years, you have to go to the West Lake again, and wait for me Xu Xian. ”

It's just that until the curtain finally fell, Xu Xian didn't really appear, and that poignant back became an indelible gloom in everyone's hearts.

Someone got up angrily: "What the hell is going on! The good "Broken Bridge" was performed as "The First Sight of the West Lake", and Xu Xian didn't even appear!"

"Don't worry, there will be an explanation......"

Sure enough, the curtain opened again in the next second, and the master and other actors appeared for a curtain call.

Hearing their questioning, the old master looked indifferent: "I'm sorry to change the repertoire temporarily, I was also forced to be helpless, because I also just got this puppet, I was really happy, I couldn't help but change the puppet directly, but found that there was no other puppet that could be with her at all." ”

said sorry in his mouth, but he was very calm in his heart, this puppet is where his confidence lies!