In summer, it always gets darker than in other seasons, and now it's a quarter of a minute before the sky is darkening, and the floating clouds are willing to change color a little, revealing a shy red. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Si'er took a few maids to light up all parts of the park, and took the time to take a look at Changyin Pavilion by the way. There were only a few spectators sitting in the general seat on the first floor, and the box on the second floor was empty.

Seeing such a bleak situation, Xiao Tangchun's servants had not yet reacted, and Si'er panicked first. He ran backstage with a smoke, and was so anxious that he circled around Luo Li. No one listened to Luo Li's play, and he would be more depressed and sad than Luo Li.

Luo Li put down the brush for makeup, chuckled and said, "Don't turn around, it makes me dizzy." ”

Si'er looked angry, stomped his feet and said, "Girl, the gong is about to start in two quarters of an hour, and there are not many people here yet!" ”

Luo Li didn't seem to care, her eyes fell into the air, but her thoughts drifted away, and after a while, she said, "Let's watch." Then he turned around and continued to put on makeup in front of the bronze mirror, and stopped talking.

Xiaotang Spring opened very suddenly, there was no rumor beforehand, and it was already a blessing for Luo Li to play in the three major theaters a few months ago, and she was not surprised by such a result, but felt that it was reasonable. And she didn't care at all, whether it was going to kick the gym or opening Xiaotangchun, she just wanted to get that person's attention and let him know that she was here, that's all.

"Girl." Luo Li's personal maid Qu'er ran in in a panic, panting and said, "Lord Tang Hai Tang is here." ”

The smile on Luo Li's face brightened a little, but he still said unhurriedly: "You led Lord Tang to the box, so panicked." ”

Qu'er and Si'er looked at each other for a long time, and Si'er suddenly reacted, and the prefect of Lingcheng was still hanging there, so he pulled Qu'er and ran forward. The prefect is here, but you have to greet him well.

Luo Li's eyes followed the direction of Si'er and the two leaving, there was no smile on his face, but he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, he only sighed lightly, "You can't bear to leave me alone after all." ”

Bang, as soon as the gongs and drums sounded, "Thief of Fairy Grass" was finally going to be staged.

The mist rose on the stage, and a begonia tree with just the right flowers loomed in the fog.

"Twitter." A oriole bird jumped up and down on a begonia branch directly in front of the stage. "Little Yellow Bird, I am not an ordinary bird, I have been practicing for five hundred years, and I know the friendship between the world." Luo Li was not seen in front of the stage, but she heard her tactful voice as clear as the chirping of a yellow bird.

"If you ask me why I don't go to the Immortal Mountain for retreat, just because I am afraid that he will not be able to see each other in the future, Lang Jun, do you know my heart."

The mist dissipated, and a half-grown boy dressed as a small student walked out slowly and walked around to the begonia tree, "Babble, Master taught me to sing, chant and play, practice every day without slackening, and all skills need to be ......."