The full and passionate time always flies very quickly, and the remaining three days are fleeting, and many people are still immersed in the joy of being sold out in ten minutes, and the gong for the premiere of "Suolin Bag" is about to ring in less than a quarter of an hour.

The tickets were sold out just ten minutes after they were launched three days ago, and an ordinary movie ticket that was originally 12 yuan has now been fried to more than 500 yuan a ticket, but even so, many theater fans are still hard to find.

In the second-floor theater garden of Yulang Theater, which can accommodate more than 1,700 people, it is already full at this time, and in the private rooms with the best view in the front row and the second floor, there are all the leading characters in Mianshan City who like to watch the play.

Seeing that the play was about to start, there were still hundreds of people at the entrance of the theater, tiptoeing to look inside from time to time, imagining that someone had something to do temporarily to leave the ticket and change hands.

Cheng Xiaolou, as the undisputed protagonist tonight, also arrived at the theater early, changed his clothes and painted his makeup an hour in advance, and quietly waited for the gong to start backstage.

"Boss Cheng, strictly speaking, today is your first time on stage, are you nervous, do you want my sister to help you pinch your shoulders?"

Yulihong, who was dressed in a black costume, sat next to him and asked with a smile.

"Even though it's my first time on stage, I don't feel nervous. ”

Cheng Xiaolou moved to the side, a little unaccustomed to the smell of her perfume today.

Other people have already seen it, and after a week, Yu Lihong always likes to come to him when he has something to do, and everyone has long been used to it.

"All ready to prepare, the play will start soon, give me a starting point, if anyone dares to make a mistake on the stage today, I have to clean him up!"

Tao Zhiqiu hurriedly came to the backstage, clapped his hands vigorously and said loudly.

He deliberately wore a neat black suit today, his hair was meticulously combed, and even the gold-wire glasses on the bridge of his nose were as clean as no lenses.

It seemed that everyone's reaction was not positive enough, Tao Zhiqiu lowered his voice and added very seriously: "Let me tell you, not only ordinary theater fans are here today, but most of the masters in Mianshan City who have heads and faces and like to watch dramas are here, and the family members of Heyuelou and several other theaters are also here." ”

"What, why are there so many big shots, I'm the first to take the stage, in case... What if I don't sing well?"

Xiao Yu'er, who was already a little nervous, suddenly became even more nervous when he heard him say this.

Strictly speaking, among these people present, she is the only one who really has no experience in singing on stage.

Although the others do not say that they have experienced a hundred battles, they have also been mixed in the pear orchard for so many years, so they will naturally not have stage fright.

Like Yu Lihong, an old fritter who came out early to run a single gang and go to the acupuncture scene, I don't know how many plays I have sung, and I still have the heart to tease Cheng Xiaolou before the gong opens, how can I be a little nervous and frightened.

"Mr. Tao, don't scare her, isn't it just a play, if you sing it, you will smash it, not to mention that this "Suolin Bag" is a new play, even if you sing it badly, as long as you follow it, it is estimated that few people will hear it. ”

Cheng Xiaolou gently patted Xiao Yu'er on the shoulder and gave her a warm smile.

"Don't be nervous, your play is very good, when the time comes to the stage, just treat those people as cabbage, let go of the singing, I believe you can sing well, it's okay if you really smash the performance, everything has me!"

Maybe Cheng Xiaolou's smile was too warm, or maybe his sentence 'everything has me' gave her a great sense of security, Xiao Yu'er's tense body slowly relaxed, and her breathing slowly became stable.

"It's a few minutes, come, sit down and drink some water. ”

Cheng Xiaolou glanced at the person next to him, and the latter was very smart and immediately poured a cup of hot water.

After drinking more than half a cup of hot water in one go, Xiao Yu'er looked up into his eyes and said seriously: "Don't worry, I will definitely help you sing this play well!"

"Just relax, just rehearse as usual. ”

Cheng Xiaolou was stunned for a moment, always feeling that her words sounded a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, smiled and comforted her, and then went over to Tao Zhiqiu and whispered: "Mr. Tao, have any of those people who come see anyone from Rongchun Hall?"

"I really haven't paid attention to this, why don't I let someone who knows the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe go out and take a look?"

Tao Zhiqiu heard him suddenly ask about this, and his heartstrings tightened a little suddenly.

"Okay, then trouble Mr. Tao, if there is any situation, remember to inform me immediately. ”

"Don't worry!"

Tao Zhiqiu nodded and quickly retreated.

If it weren't for Cheng Xiaolou suddenly mentioning it, he would have almost forgotten that there was such a thing.

Cheng Xiaolou and the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe have already made trouble in the Mianshan Liyuan world, since the second day of losing the play, Rongchuntang has become a crowd, and the originally somewhat famous martial artist An Tiankui seems to have evaporated, and has never appeared again.

Xiao Lanyu also changed her court within two days and re-invested in Yewang Theater.

Wu Mantun's second apprentice, Wen Song, was spanked before the play, and he is still lying on the bed until now.

The theater has no horns to support the scene, and after losing the drama fight, no theater fan is still willing to go to Rongchuntang to watch the play, and Rongchuntang has not sung a play again during this time.

Judging from the current situation, although the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe has not officially announced its disbandment, it is estimated that it is not far from disbanding.

Of course, these things have long had nothing to do with Cheng Xiaolou, he could have not paid attention to them, after all, the winner, the prince, the loser, Kou, he could become famous in Mianshan City overnight, and it was precisely by stepping on the heads of the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe and Wu Mantun that he could stand on the high platform.

However, out of caution in the two lives, Cheng Xiaolou has been letting his senior brother Duan Lanquan secretly pay attention to the movements of Taihechun and Wu Mantun since the end of the play.

This attention really made Cheng Xiaolou realize that something was wrong.

Wu Mantun's reaction in the past ten days made him feel very strange, the theater troupe and theater that he had worked hard for half his life was over, and he didn't even stand up and put a fart, as if all these things had nothing to do with him.

What made him feel even more strange was that he knew that he couldn't get along in this industry after losing, Wu Mantun still kept the theater troupe and the theater, and put money into it every day to support the dozen or twenty people, and maintain a huge theater, and he had to put thousands of dollars into it every day.

And in just ten days, Wu Mantun flew to the capital Longcheng once, and also drove to the provincial capital four times.

Coupled with his and Duan Lanquan's understanding of Wu Mantun, the more Cheng Xiaolou thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he had to worry about tonight's premiere.

In his memory, Wu Mantun is a person who is stingy, despicable, and shameless, and has a very low bottom line in life and work.

Willing to admit it, smash his teeth and swallow this kind of thing in his stomach, in Cheng Xiaolou's opinion, Wu Mantun will definitely not be able to do it.

It was precisely because of this that he was faintly worried that Wu Mantun would make some kind of moth tonight.