"Little rabbit, even if you are cunning like a ghost, you have to drink the master's footwashing water!"

Wu Mantun held Erlang's legs in his hand, his left hand was lightly placed on his knee and he patted it, and his head whispered little by little.

Xiao Lanyu put on makeup on her face, sat next to her with her head down and didn't say a word, but she scolded Wu Mantun in her heart.

She originally thought that she would put Wu Mantun together at a critical moment, and as soon as the drama was over, she would leave Mianshan City with the money promised by Wang Ye and go to a big city outside to find a good master to study drama for two years.

But she never thought that this old fox would play such a trick, and even she was kept in the dark.

"Your senior brother's phone still can't get through?"

There was another round of cheers outside, and Wu Mantun knocked on the upper of his shoe with his pipe and turned his head and asked.

"I still can't get through, and I keep prompting the other party that the phone has been turned off. ”

Someone cringed back.

"Eating dog things inside and out, actually putting a hand on the master at such a time, hum! Don't let me catch him, otherwise the master will break his dog legs!"

Wu Mantun's face sank, and he gritted his teeth and scolded coldly.

At first, he wasn't sure, but he suspected that An Tiankui didn't know why he slipped away, nearly ten minutes passed, his mobile phone was still turned off, and no one appeared, Wu Mantun probably guessed what was going on with a turn of his mind.

Seeing that his face was gloomy, everyone in the backstage was so frightened that they didn't dare to come out.

The Taihe Spring Opera Troupe was originally pulled up by Wu Mantun, as the owner of the opera troupe, as long as he was in this opera garden, he had absolute authority, and even his apprentices did not dare to be disobedient.

The big apprentice who has always valued him set him up at such a critical time, which makes Wu Mantun not hate in his heart.

"Damn, when today's matter is over, I'll slowly settle accounts with him!"

The rhythm of the drums outside changed, and as a person who had been in the pear orchard for decades, he could naturally hear that Xue Yishan's tiger jumping stream was nearing the end.

When he came behind the curtain in a few steps, gently lifted the curtain and looked outside, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly stopped, and Xue Yishan turned around and shot out beautifully, making an appearance of stabbing the tiger to death and jumping into the stream, and the play was all over.

"Good!"

"Boss Xue's movements are called crisp and bright. ”

"Beautiful!"

The fans in the audience were silent for a while, and then there was a tsunami of applause and cheers.

Even the pear orchard experts sitting at the front nodded frequently while applauding.

"If you want to fight with me, you're still a little tender!"

Wu Mantun, who was hiding behind the curtain, glanced at the corner where Cheng Xiaolou and Duan Lanquan were, and smiled coldly with disdain.

As Cheng Xiaolou's master, he knows best how many catties and taels Wu Mantun has.

If it weren't for the worry that Cheng Xiaolou would have relied on him behind his back, in Wu Mantun's opinion, he could crush him by picking a play from the troupe.

The appearance posture was maintained for more than ten seconds, and Xue Yishan turned his head and led everyone to retreat with a silver gun on his backhand.

"Yishan, you deserve to be the most outstanding disciple of my sect, just with your tiger jumping stream just now, I don't think the martial artists in the entire Mianshan City can compare to you!"

As soon as Xue Yishan retreated from the stage to the backstage, Wu Mantun immediately gave him a thumbs up and praised.

"Mianshan City also has a real martial artist?"

Xue Yishan paused, just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and glanced at him, casually threw the silver gun in his hand into the hands of the people behind him, and then sat in front of the mirror and began to remove his makeup.

The faces of the other martial artists in the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe in the background of his understatement changed in unison, and they all looked at Xue Yishan angrily.

But when he thought of his performance on the stage just now, and Wu Mantun was still standing next to him, several martial artists dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak.

"Mianshan City is a small place, and it is true that there has been no decent martial arts for many years, Yishan, you have a good rest first. ”

Wu Mantun was also stuffy by Xue Yishan's words, but although Xue Yishan was nominally his apprentice, he had actually left the Taihechun Opera Troupe a long time ago, if he hadn't taken out a large sum of money to invite the other party back, it was estimated that Xue Yishan would never return to Taihechun for the rest of his life.

Compared with Tanhualou, Taihechun is not half a star, even if Wu Mantun is the head of Taihechun, he does not dare to offend his former disciple easily.

Not to mention that Xue Yishan just earned a big face for him.

After dropping this sentence a little angrily, Wu Mantun quickly stepped onto the stage from behind with his head down.

As soon as the curtain was lowered, Xiao Lanyu took her handbag into the bathroom and immediately informed Wang Ye of the changes that had happened here.

"This old thing of the dog day is really insidious enough!"

On the street next door to the Rongchuntang Theater, after Wang Ye saw the message sent by Xiao Lanyu, he was so angry that he almost smashed his mobile phone.

"Boss Wang, what's wrong?"

An Tiankui, who was sitting next to him, had a bad premonition in his heart for no reason, and asked cautiously.

Wang Ye's face was gloomy as if he was about to drip water, so he casually threw the phone to him.

An Tiankui picked up his mobile phone and read the message sent by Xiao Lanyu, and his face suddenly changed.

"How can this be?! Could it be that Wu Mantun already knew that I was going to put him behind my back? Impossible, only me, you, and Xiao Lanyu knew about this matter. Don't...... Shouldn't it?"

When An Tiankui was talking to himself blankly, he kept observing Wang Ye's reaction without a trace.

Sure enough, when he heard Xiao Lanyu's name, he saw the corners of Wang Ye's mouth twitch subconsciously.

"Boss Wang, what should we do next?"

Seeing that the other party always didn't answer with a gloomy face, An Tiankui handed over the phone and continued to ask.

"Let's wait and talk about it, before the matter comes to the last moment, the coffin can't be closed, in case your little junior brother wins. ”

Wang Ye took out a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, exhaled a large mouthful of turbid breath vigorously, and slowly calmed down and said.

"Impossible! I know better than anyone how many pounds and taels that kid has, except for his good looks, he doesn't have fart skills, and he can't listen to the drama. ”

As soon as Wang Ye's words fell, An Tiankui immediately denied it without thinking about it.

What he said was actually right, it turned out that Cheng Xiaolou really didn't have any talent for singing, but An Tiankui probably never dreamed that there was such a thing as soul crossing in this world and borrowing corpses to return souls.

learned that Wu Mantun invited people from the provincial capital Tanhualou Opera Troupe as foreign aid, and in An Tiankui's opinion, this drama actually ended before it started.

Because according to the rules set by the ancestors, the party that launched the challenge can only take the stage in person, and must not fake others.