Everything in front of me peeled off like a cocoon.

Originally......

Was that Comrade Cheng's dream?

Cheng Qiao didn't know what to say for a while.

Before he could think about it, another scene reappeared in front of him.

This scene looks older than the previous one, and the people around are obviously wearing self-sewn clothes, more or less patched.

Cheng Qiaoyi already knew what this copy was like, and he was not in a hurry, so he found a place behind the crowd and sat down, quietly waiting for the arrival of Comrade Cheng.

"Hashiichi!"

As expected, within a few minutes, a child had already arrived in front of him.

Cheng Qingtong in front of him looked about five or six years old, and his eyes were still shining with tears.

He ran to Cheng Qiaoyi, pinched the corner of his clothes, and sobbed quietly: "They, they all call me sister!

Cheng Qiaoyi was a little overwhelmed, and stiffly reached out and rubbed his head: "It's okay...... Leave them alone......"

The child raised his head and looked into Cheng Qiaoyi's eyes: "I don't want to care about them either, but they say it too much!"

Saying that, the child pulled Cheng Qiaoyi up from the stool: "Don't sit here, follow me to the back!

Cheng Qiaoyi stood up and followed the child's traction to the backstage.

Maybe it's because this is his dream, and the backstage is so empty that there is no one in the background.

The child was just curious, and didn't think about it, only that no one was there to make it convenient for him to speak.

He pulled Cheng Qiaoyi to sit on a small stool, his little face wrinkled into bun folds: "Master has to take me to the countryside to perform, let me put on clothes and send guests at the door." Those kids are too much, they don't have any education at all! They look at me and want to scold me, I don't want to come here at all, I might as well come here and practice at home!"

The traditional Cheng Qiao of sending off passengers is known.

After the opera performance of that year, there would always be a student and a Danjiao standing at the door wearing the clothes in the play to see off the guests.

Cheng Qiao glanced at the child in front of him......

Imagine when I was a child, Comrade Cheng stood at the door wearing a small costume......

Do you think it's a little cute?

Cheng Qiao pursed his lips, put back his smile without a trace, and said comfortingly: "Your master's willingness to let you come here to see off guests shows that he values you, don't feel uncomfortable in your heart because of the words of those bear children...... You're going to be a horn in the future!"

"I ...... too Can I be a role too?"

The child unconsciously repeated it, his eyes filled with longing that he had not even discovered.

Cheng Qiaoyi gently rubbed his head: "Yes, don't forget, you want to spread opera culture in the future, and you want to let people who have not read books also absorb nutrients and learn history through opera." ”

The corners of the child's mouth raised slightly, and the tone of his voice became brisk: "Yes! I want to spread culture! Thank you, Hashiichi!"

"It's okay, don't thank me. ”

Cheng Qiaoyi waved his hand lightly, and his tone was affirmative: "You will definitely be able to do it in the future, and there will definitely be many people who like the opera you perform!"

…… Even if few people like it, your sand roommate has to account for one.

The child looked at Cheng Qiaoyi's eyes, his eyes were full of starlight, he seemed to know that his dream was about to wake up, and his tone of voice unconsciously brought a few hints of pleading: "Qiaoyi, thank you for coming to comfort me...... Will you come back in the future?"

"Perhaps?"

Cheng Qiaoyi didn't dare to give a positive answer.

This is a matter of decision for this dungeon, and he can't forcibly change the plot of the dungeon.

Hearing his answer, the child's eyes darkened suddenly, and he sighed deeply: "I also know that you can't come to see me all the time, but I will remember you...... If you have the chance, you will definitely come back!"

“…… Good. ”

As soon as Cheng Qiao said the last word, the world collapsed in a blink of an eye.

The child's dream woke up.

This time the child's dream woke up, but Cheng Qiaoyi did not directly enter the next dungeon, but continued to stay by the child's side.

I saw the child slowly sit up from the bed, leaned on the iron frame at the head of the bed, and shook his head slightly: "Did I just have a dream?"

The child thought about it, his eyebrows and eyes were wrinkled, and he still couldn't remember what he dreamed of.

"I don't think I'm dreaming, I'm going to continue performing today!"

The child jumped out of bed and immediately ran out of the house.

Before Cheng Qiao could react, he had already appeared in another place.

It's obviously a self-built platform, and it looks pretty shabby.

Each of the stools under the table didn't look very similar.

At the end of the play, the people in the audience stood up one after another, picked up the stool under them and began to leave.

Cheng Qiaoyi noticed that the child had changed into a costume and stood at the door of the fenced venue.

Next to him was a young student who couldn't see his face clearly.

Xiaosheng looks about the same size as him, and he is about the same size.

The audience that had left the venue scattered piecemeal, and the children were still waiting for the last few people to come out at the door.

Cheng Qiaoyi followed his line of sight, and saw a few little boys who had been lying in the venue and refused to come out, giggling and scattering a handful of melon seeds everywhere.

The child couldn't help frowning when he saw the melon seeds they sprinkled around, and when Xiao Sheng saw him like this, he whispered: "Qingtong, let's take five cents to buy a handful of melon seeds to eat in a while!

The child shook his head: "I don't want to eat melon seeds, I just can't get used to seeing them throw around like this." ”

Xiao Sheng smiled: "We can't control them! That's what they bought with their own money, how they want to get it, let's just take care of ourselves!"

“…… Perhaps?" said the child.

But he still didn't take his eyes off the boys who were struggling for a moment, "These melon seeds should have a few cents, right? Add a few more and it will be enough for them to go to school......

Xiao Sheng also looked in the direction he was looking at, and sneered: "Do you think going to school is so easy? I heard that the things we learn in school are more difficult than those we learn in drama, and we can still eat after studying opera, what can we do when we study? Spend that money, it's better not to go!"

The kid shook his head, he couldn't say why, but he knew...... Reading is always good.

Perhaps because their eyes were so hot, the little boys stopped frolicking and slipped up to them like monkeys.

"Sister!"

The little boy who started laughed: "What are you looking at us doing, sister, do you want to play with us?"

He paused, looking at the little boys behind him.

A shirtless little boy quickly understood what he meant, and said, "Let's not play with a girl who is neither male nor female!"

Speaking of this, several people glanced at each other and immediately burst out laughing.