Soon it was time for the final selection, and the public performance was scheduled for the Jingyao Grand Theatre, where the four shortlisted operas in the national selection were performed in descending order from the lowest to the highest in the online voting, and then the judges of the Peking Opera Association scored each other, and announced the final selection results at the end of the performance, completing the award ceremony of the "Old Dream Project".

The environment and facilities of the Jingyao Grand Theatre are first-class in China, and the magnificent landmark buildings also attract tourists from all over the country.

Among those people are urban white-collar office workers in their early twenties, as well as young parents who take advantage of their days off to bring their children to watch the performance, and even student parties with immature smiles on their faces. A few young boys and girls also deliberately wore clothes with a Chinese style, which was a bit of a point of promoting traditional culture.

They were talking and laughing in groups, and the chattering girls sighed at Feng Tan's big poster, while seriously analyzing the design of the costume of "The Drunken Concubine", and sparing no effort to praise the beauty of Boss Feng's prosperous age, as if Yang Guifei was standing on the stage alive, and she could definitely afford the peerless elegance.

And the boy next to him was obviously very disdainful of such a behavior, but studied the cast and crew, and pretended to be cold, "Can you have a little taste, Feng Tan sings well is good, but what is the most important thing in Peking Opera, that is the pianist and drum master, take the time to see the interviews of Yue Hanwen and Yue Xihe, okay, without them supporting this troupe by themselves, Spring and Manyuan would not be able to develop at all, where can you see Boss Feng?"

Hearing this, the enthusiastic fans of the couple Gu Nanqiao and Su Yiyang on the side were immediately unhappy, and the two little girls retorted without thinking about it, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand the two boys, Boss Feng and those band teachers are indeed rare characters, but don't bring the big boss when you want to invite credit, there is no such reason, right?"

"Hey, who's asking for credit," one of the boys muttered quietly, straightening the brim of his hat, "what do you mean?"

"Of course, that's what it means to tell the truth," the girl was obviously an avid fan of the couple, and she didn't give up any opportunity to Amway's own idol with others, and immediately chattered, "If it weren't for Su Dashao and Zhang Luo, and without Gu Huadan's promotion of Peking Opera reform, would Spring Manyuan have developed to this extent." If you have time, hurry up to the Internet to make up for their entrepreneurial history and fairy love stories, otherwise they will all be derailed from the times, okay, friend?"

"Okay, okay, I can't fight, I won't tell you. ”

"Is it impossible to argue, or does what we say really make sense...... Hey, the facts speak, let's learn. ”

.......

Listening to this somewhat funny argument, Gu Nanqiao, who is half a party, couldn't tell whether she was proud that she was recognized by so many people at the moment, or whether she was lamented that the love story between her and Su Yiyang was widely circulated, and she felt a little crying and laughing because she was added to countless versions by countless melon-eating people.

But more than that, she couldn't help but be moved.

Who said that Peking Opera is only the favorite of middle-aged and elderly audiences, and can only attract a small part of the audience? As long as we continue to bring forth the new, we will certainly be recognized by more audiences.

Fifteen minutes before the start of the performance, the audience began to enter the venue one after another, Gu Nanqiao left from the backstage and sat in the reserved position of the first row of auditoriums.

Soon, the lights in the theater dimmed.

The two pianists of the Yue brothers in the orchestra pit gave the melody, Li Hetian raised his hand and raised the drum hammer, and Yang Guifei, who was dressed in a costume, walked onto the stage around the circle, and the silk cloud shoulder tassel reflected the luxurious line, he just glanced at it, it was enough to surprise the four. And when Boss Feng finally opened his voice, the graceful lyrics slipped out from between his lips and teeth.

Because it was so amazing, everyone present held their breath, and the performance of "The Drunken Concubine" officially began.

At this moment, Gu Nanqiao, who was sitting in the audience, was clutching her mobile phone, there was no way to completely settle down, and she couldn't even watch the performance steadily, she was obviously worried about more things. Fan Yishan came too suddenly last night, and there was no time to analyze whether what she said was true or false, if it was really a trap of the Ji family, it was really impossible to prevent it.

But Gu Nanqiao was gambling that all this was true, and he was willing to do it.

Just a few minutes ago, she had just told Feng Tan about these things, and Boss Feng just hooked the corners of his lips and sneered, and his cold peach blossom eyes flashed with a bit of explicit mockery.

"Ji Guangfan is really still the same, and he hasn't grown at all. I killed my father more than ten years ago, and now I still want to repeat the old trick and let me be buried with him, since Ji Guangfan wants to play, let's see who the final winner is, evil is invincible, and it is meaningless to calculate all the organs, and I am afraid that he will not succeed?"

Gu Nanqiao was obviously a little surprised by Feng Tan's indifference, and the question after that was almost blurted out.

"Ji Guangfan is calculating his life, aren't you worried?"

In this regard, Feng Tan just laughed casually and asked back unceremoniously.

"Gu Huadan has any position to say about me, it is as if Ji Guangfan is so tolerant that he has not calculated at all...... As for whether you are worried or not, believe it or not, isn't it the same, why bother to ask me again?"

This rhetorical question blocked all the words that Gu Nanqiao didn't say, she and Feng Tan intersected with each other, and in just a few seconds, they both knew each other's thoughts well, so that more persuasions and instructions were swallowed back between their lips and teeth, and there was no need to say it again.

Feng Tan's indifference stems from his trust in Su Yiyang, and Gu Nanqiao is not like this?

In order to stabilize that kind of old fox, Gu Nan pretended to be completely ignorant of these schemes, she followed Ji Guangfan's plan and planned it, step by step into the pre-calculated trap, gambling on the future and even the future. She gave her absolute trust to Su Yiyang because she knew that the person she trusted would never disappoint, even if she handed over her back to him, she was willing.

And at this moment, Su Dashao is experiencing a tough battle that has never been before.

In the office of the Jingyao Grand Theater, Ji Guangfan's eyes were fixed on the monitoring settings on the computer on the desktop, until this moment, the old fox's cruel face was exposed, and he finally couldn't sit still. Everything has been deployed, and in ten minutes, the boom on the stage will suddenly break away, and the peerless Hua Dan on the stage will leave the world permanently, and Gu Nanqiao, who came to the place of the crime at the "just right", is obviously the person with the most motive to commit the crime, she will become the scapegoat for the final forced result, the last link of the plan is about to be buttoned up, and everything will come to an end.

Then, the spring color garden will be hit hard and completely disappear in the vicissitudes of the performance world.

It's a pity that this ending is really unfortunate, but it's also reassuring.

At this moment, a sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and the door was entered by a handsome and extraordinary young man, who did not knock on the door, and went straight into the room and sat opposite Ji Guangfan.

This person is none other than Su Yiyang.

Ji Guangfan looked at the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in the office, and the uneasiness in his heart quickly reached a critical point.

He frowned slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Little Master Su, why are you here?"

"I don't know why I'm here, Mr. Ji, there's still a lot I don't know. Su Yiyang bent the corners of his mouth as if he didn't seem to be in a flash, and then he opened his mouth casually, "The respected Chairman Ji knows that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, no matter how much water leaks, he can't hide from God's eyes, and the buried sins are destined to have a time of reckoning?"

Ji Guangfan stared at Su Yiyang tightly, with an unbelievable look in his eyes.

There was something in Su Dashao's words, how could he not hear it, it was precisely because Ji Guangfan understood better than anyone else that he became more and more flustered.

And Su Yiyang's deep and beautiful voice continued to pass: "No matter how you hide some things, there are always people in the know, it's not that you don't report that the time has not come." Mr. Ji, when I think of Feng Sunan and my mother, don't you feel guilty at all?"

"Su Yiyang, I don't understand what I mean. ”

"I don't understand, do you need me to remind Mr. Ji. Su Yiyang turned his head slightly and said lightly, "Let's not talk about the things I have done behind my back all these years, just one life of Feng Sunan is enough for the old man to pay off his blood debts, right?"

"It's been decades since Feng Sunan's incident, and there is no evidence, don't pour any dirty water on me. Ji Guangfan's voice trembled a little, but he was still trying his best to restrain himself, holding on to a calm look, "Recently, the Su family has been biting me tightly, and the project of "Dream" originally had nothing to do with them, but the father and son were pressing step by step. I can tolerate all this, but people's patience is limited, I am my mother's old friend, half of the elders, Su Xiaogongzi, is this too deceitful....."

"Boss Ji really dares to say it, can you bear it, or are you starting to panic?" Su Yiyang's deep voice was lazy and good-sounding, and he even had the leisure to talk to this long-time rival, "We are only allowed to stir up the storm behind our backs, and we are not allowed to find out these things-what did I did back then, Uncle Feng and my mother found out, if I don't make all this public, wouldn't it be too cheap?"

As these words fell, Ji Guangfan's face clearly flashed with panic and dismay, but as soon as he bit the tip of his tongue, he quickly calmed himself down, and the usual fake model crawled back onto his face.

"Hahahaha, Su Dashao, even if there is evidence, if you want to bring me down, you can't take it out yourself, and the final result is nothing more than a lose-lose situation. ”

Ji Guangfan let out a low laugh insolently, and after a long time he finally stopped laughing, and he glanced at Su Yiyang almost ruthlessly.

"Now instead of confronting me, let's think about how to save that talented Hua Dan and that sweetheart—I'll see, there are still three minutes....... Even if you go out and rush to the backstage immediately, I'm afraid you can't stop it. ”