After being cold for a while, Shui Yuexuan's fat manager ran over with an embarrassed face and asked Wan Zulong for advice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Mr. Wan, you see...... Do you want the later Kunqu opera performance to start early? ”

Wan Zulong was also embarrassed, and quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, Kunqu Opera is good, I like to listen to it, let's start performing." ”

Qiao Baichuan next to him heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but glance at Yang Hao, thinking about it.

If Yang Hao knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sigh again and persuade him in a serious tone: Old Qiao, old Qiao, if you don't do it, you won't die, you are so hollow out to cooperate with me to pretend to be forced, it really touches me.

A moment later, "The Peony Pavilion: A Dream in the Garden" began!

"Dreaming back to the warbler, the chaotic years are all over, and people are setting up small courtyards and deep courtyards......"

The graceful singing voice fluttered in the Water Moon Xuan.

Old-fashioned characters like Wan Zulong and Prince Ma are intoxicated.

Even a pure newcomer like Zhang Lei, who appreciates the art of Kunqu Opera for the first time, although he can't understand or understand it, he also finds it pleasing to the eye.

Yang Hao had never heard of Kunqu Opera before, but he had eaten the chip of the master of quyi, and now he is half knowledgeable.

He stilted up Erlang's legs and began to shake again.

As soon as Qiao Baichuan saw Yang Hao shaking his legs, his eyelids jumped, and he said in his heart that Lao Tzu didn't believe in this evil today!

He coughed lightly and said tentatively: "Yang Hao, could it be that you not only know how to evaluate plays, but also Kunqu Opera?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Wan Zulong, who was sandwiched in the middle, felt that his prostate began to twitch again.

He wailed in his heart: Old Joe, old Joe, you are also a lot older, can't you stop making trouble? Otherwise, Lao Tzu is a gambling king, and he will run to the toilet three times after drinking a sip of water, is this really appropriate?

Yang Hao continued to shake his legs, and he trembled more arrogantly, and said in a lazy tone: "Yo, old Qiao, I see what you mean, you want to dig a pit for me again, right?" ”

Qiao Baichuan looked at him with such an underbeaten appearance, and hated itchy, but he could only laugh dryly: "Hehe, no, no, I just saw that you looked intoxicated, and I couldn't help but ask." ”

Yang Hao glanced at him: "Really?" I thought you couldn't get used to seeing me shaking my legs, and you were going to teach me how to behave. ”

Qiao Baichuan's teeth were about to be crushed, and he really couldn't hold back the evil fire in his stomach.

He thought about it, and simply smashed Huanglong: "Yang Hao, I just want to ask, do you know Kunqu Opera?" ”

Yang Hao shrugged: "Well, yes." ”

Burst!

Qiao Baichuan almost didn't vomit blood, originally in his calculations, whether Yang Hao answered yes or no, he had a way to pit Yang Hao.

But what the hell is his meow?!

Prince Ma and their attention were also attracted, and they didn't know what Yang Hao meant by this.

Qiao Baichuan stubbornly asked: "Ahem, Yang Hao, yes, yes, no, no, it's not interesting for you to be sloppy like this." ”

Yang Hao smiled: "What I mean is actually very simple, that is, if you have to dig a pit for me, then I will Kunqu Opera." ”

"If you get lost, stop the precipice, and don't trouble me, then I won't be able to Kunqu Opera, understand?"

It really doesn't matter if he is really there, anyway, it is just a drama master chip, of course it is best if he can not use it, but if Qiao Baichuan has to die, then it doesn't hurt to use it.

Qiao Baichuan didn't know these inside information, of course, he was ten thousand unconvinced: "I listen to what you mean, even if you know Kunqu Opera?" Or would you be so arrogant? ”

Yang Hao was happy: "Haha, am I arrogant? But since you've said so, I'll show you the arrogance. ”

He hooked his finger at Qiao Baichuan disdainfully: "You old man with a bad belly, don't you just want to trap me?" Come on, just let the horses come, I promise to take it all over, and you will be satisfied! ”

"You! You dare to scold me?! ”

Qiao Baichuan's nose was crooked, and he stood up and pointed at Yang Hao: "You little bastard, believe it or not, Lao Tzu today, you can't get out of this ......"

He was halfway through his frenzy when he suddenly got stuck.

Because he remembered that this was not his own territory, and Yang Hao was not a soft persimmon to be kneaded.

Yang Hao mended the knife: "Yo, after speaking, I can't get out of here?" ”

Qiao Baichuan was so angry that his face turned purple, but he could only forcibly say back: "Hmph, what kind of cultivated person is the old man, how can he fight and kill at every turn?" Let's only talk about art now, aren't you awesome, then you go on stage and show your hand, do you dare? ”

He made it clear that he wanted to trap Yang Hao again, Yin Meiling and the others originally wanted to open their mouths to remind Yang Hao not to be fooled, but after looking at Yang Hao's confident expression, they didn't intervene rashly.

At this time, the opera actors on the stage were already confused by the movement off the stage, and it was not possible to continue to sing, nor was it to not sing, but as soon as they were nervous, they went out of tune.

Qiao Baichuan took advantage of the situation to go crazy and shouted at the stage: "What is the singing, ridiculous, don't hurry down, save people embarrassment!" ”

was so frightened that the opera actors on the stage were disgraced, and they hurriedly ran back to the backstage.

Wan Zulong was really annoyed to death when he saw this scene, but he really didn't want to offend Qiao Baichuan easily, so he could only sigh secretly.

"Yes, you are all donkeys' tempers, can't I hide if I can't provoke them? It seems that the small world in the toilet can give the old man a moment of peace. ”

Wan Zulong thought, silently got up and urinated.

As soon as he left, Yang Hao and Qiao Baichuan were equivalent to face to face.

Yang Hao also started digging a pit this time, and sneered: "Old horseman, you always use the agitation method, aren't you tired?" ”

"Before, I saw that you were a lot old, and I pitied you, so I didn't bother to bother with you."

"You said let me go on stage, I went on stage, you said ten songs, I will write ten songs, and finally gave you a song "Ambush on All Sides", am I kind enough, right?"

Yang Hao said, and the words changed: "But you can't always rely on the old and sell the old, right?" Now you can ask me to come on stage to perform Kunqu Opera, but we have to add some color. ”

He thought about it for a while, and simply dug a huge pit for Qiao Baichuan: "Otherwise, let's have a Kunqu opera gambling battle, and the loser will ...... Like the previous one, kneel down and sing "Conquest", do you dare? ”

As soon as this bet was raised, Qiao Baichuan's face turned green.

I thought that the old man was a big man on the North Martial Arts Road, who had been famous for decades, and he was a figure with a head and a face in the entire north.

Later, if you lose, you have to kneel down and sing "Conquest"? Or in front of so many people? It's better to kill the old man with a knife!

But Yang Hao said it reasonably, and the others followed suit: "That's it, everything has to be fair, and having contacts is the king!" ”

Seeing that Yang Hao's face was full of confidence, Prince Ma opened his mouth to assist: "Old Qiao, aren't you a master of Peking Opera?" Although there are some differences between Peking Opera and Kunqu Opera. ”

"But it's all opera art, and your skills must be deeper than Yang Hao's, so what are you afraid of, just gamble." (To be continued.) )