Everyone who comes to Rongchun Hall today knows that this is not only an ordinary Peking Opera performance, but also the first opera in the pear orchard industry of Mianshan City for more than ten years.

The two plays have now been sung, which is better and which is worse, and everyone has a scale in their hearts.

"It's over, it's all over!"

Wu Mantun, who was standing behind the curtain, looked dejected, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

He never dreamed that Xue Yishan, who spent a lot of money to invite Tanhualou from the provincial capital, finally lost the play.

The other people in the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe also did not look good, but Xue Yishan, who was a new force, was an exception, not only was he not depressed because he lost this drama, but he seemed very excited and excited.

From the first time he saw the person on the stage, Xue Yishan's gaze never left him.

Although Cheng Xiaolou, who was standing on the stage, knew that there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes staring at him behind the curtain, he didn't even realize it, and he didn't even mean to look back for half a minute.

"Thank you to all the seniors and colleagues of Liyuan for coming to witness this drama, and I am also very grateful to all the friends present for their love and support. ”

After Duan Lanquan limped to his side with a crutch, Cheng Xiaolou glanced at him, and the two of them had a tacit understanding and bowed to the audience again.

Straightening up, he pointed sideways at Duan Lanquan next to him and continued, "He is my senior brother, Duan Lanquan. My brother, like me, started learning drama from a young age, and we have been like brothers and sisters for so many years. ”

After seeing that many people set their eyes on Duan Lanquan, Cheng Xiaolou continued: "My senior brother's talent in Peking Opera is much stronger than mine, and he is a martial artist, and he loves Peking Opera to the core. But such an outstanding martial artist who is determined to dedicate his life to the cause of Peking Opera, but because he can't get used to the dirty behavior of Wu Mantun, the owner of the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe, he was brutally broken and his leg was burned, and he was also detained on trumped-up charges and burned the bed, how can we brothers endure this tone?!"

Cheng Xiaolou's grandfather taught him since he was a child in the pear orchard, when he has the style of a gentleman, he should be modest, peaceful, and humble in life.

However, after experiencing the warmth and coldness of two lives, Cheng Xiaolou found that in addition to following his grandfather's teachings, he also needed to have King Kong methods when facing a dirty person like Wu Mantun.

Sometimes kindness to bad people is likely to end up plunging yourself and those around you into the abyss.

At the moment when he decided to use the drama to decide this grievance, Cheng Xiaolou had already decided not to make a move, and since he had done it, he would never give the other party half a chance to breathe.

It is precisely for this reason that he chose "Suo Lin Bag", a masterpiece of the Cheng School, as the yard for rolling opera, and crushed Wu Mantun and his Taihe Spring Opera Troupe in one fell swoop.

At the end of the play, when it was time to reap the fruits of victory, Cheng Xiaolou would naturally not be soft.

Even if he left everyone with the impression of being sharp and killing them all, he would not hesitate to do it.

"The grievances and grievances between us and the Taihe Spring Opera Troupe, maybe you have also heard of it, I will not repeat it here, according to the rules left by the ancestors, as the party that loses the play, you should pour tea to the winning side to make amends!"

Cheng Xiaolou glanced at the expressions of everyone in the audience, and suddenly turned around and stared at Wu Mantun behind the curtain and shouted.

"Yes, pour tea to make amends!"

Duan Lanquan also stared at Wu Mantun with red eyes and shouted.

"I heard that Taihechun, the head of the class surnamed Wu, almost sent Boss Cheng to a rich businessman's bed a few days ago. ”

"Damn, this class leader is fucking damned!"

"Boss Cheng and his senior brother broke his leg just to get him. ”

"Pouring tea to make amends is too light, if I want to say it, I should chop up the class owner surnamed Wu and feed it to the dog!"

……

The grievances between Cheng Xiaolou and Duan Lanquan and Taihechun have been spreading in Mianshan Liyuan in the past few days.

There has been no substantial evidence before, and many people have a half-believing attitude and regard those rumors as after-dinner conversations, but not many people really take them to heart.

But the people who came to the scene today to see Cheng Xiaolou's performance with their own eyes were all impressed by his beautiful appearance and almost perfect performance without exception.

It is no exaggeration to say that when Cheng Xiaolou performed on the stage, almost everyone forgot that he was actually a man.

When someone mentioned the rumors of the previous day at this time, everyone subconsciously felt a deep sense of pity from the bottom of their hearts, and a strong sense of fear.

Regardless of men, women, young and old, as soon as the picture of Cheng Xiaolou who I saw was almost bullied appeared in my mind, my scalp was numb.

It felt like my sweetheart was almost humiliated.

The more many people think about it, the more angry they become, the more they think about it, the more excited they become, some hot-tempered fans have even gotten up and rolled up their sleeves to rush to the stage to vent their anger for Cheng Xiaolou.

"Crazy, they're all crazy, let's go......"

Wu Mantun leaned on Xue Yishan with weak legs, and said anxiously trembling.

Wu Mantun's whole mind was on Cheng Xiaolou and the indignant fans in the audience, and he didn't notice the anger and coldness on Xue Yishan's face at all.

"Okay, I'll help you. ”

Xue Yishan gritted his teeth and smiled coldly, and suddenly pushed him his back, and Wu Mantun took a few hurried steps uncontrollably and stumbled onto the stage.

"Old thing, it's a good thing that your dirty conspiracy didn't succeed in the first place, otherwise the master would have pinched you to death today!"

Xue Yishan glanced at Wu Mantun, who had completely fallen into petrification, with a murderous gaze, and in an instant, his gaze fell on Cheng Xiaolou, who was dressed in a big red wedding dress, and his eyes suddenly became extremely gentle.

Cheng Xiaolou's beauty on the stage not only fascinated the audience, but also made Xue Yishan inextricably obsessed with him.

Even if he knew that he was a man, Xue Yishan still couldn't control himself, and for the sake of Cheng Xiaolou, even if he bent himself, he would not hesitate.

Wu Mantun stood on the stage with a confused face, his mind was blank at this time, and he completely lost the ability to think.

He couldn't understand why he was on the stage all of a sudden.

"Kill this old brute!"

"Phew, shameless old thing. ”

"Boss Cheng, I'll be angry for you. ”

……

Seeing Wu Mantun who appeared on the stage, the emotions of the fans in the audience became even more excited, and Xiao Yu'er, who was sitting next to Zhang Zhihuo, was even more angry, and his little face was flushed, and he took off his high heels and smashed towards Wu Mantun.