At this time, a maid had already brought a black lacquer tray and gave them a few pamphlets and repertoire.

Zhang Meixi was studying the bamboo paper booklet in her hand, and she had no clue, when she heard the female artist say a simple sentence, her voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler out of the valley, clear and beautiful, tactful, and the aftertaste was silky......

Even the unobedient lady who usually has ADHD sat upright, staring at the female artist, and sure enough, she was a weird elf, and she could tell the difference between good and bad, beautiful and ugly.

Ling Guo had already stood up, and while calling the maid to serve tea to the two commentators, he introduced with a smile:

"These two are the famous Yang Yueting, the white lotus couple, and they all have stunts in laughing, playing and singing."

The male artist in the green cloth robe hurriedly made a fist bending salute:

"It's just a mouthful of food, which makes a few noble ladies laugh."

Zhang Meixi looked at the male artist with just a simple sentence and an action, just like flowing water, which made people feel refreshed. secretly praised in my heart, these old-school artists are all kung fu honed and achieved every day, and they are definitely not comparable to those idols on TV in later generations who have no acting skills and only rely on beautiful looks.

The maids had set up a rectangular table and two chairs covered with splendid cushions three meters away from their seats. Another pot of hot tea was placed on the table.

After thanking the two artists, they sat down with a leisurely expression.

Ling Guo smiled and asked everyone to order a play, and let go of the circle, no one was in charge, Zhang Meixi really didn't understand. In the end, Qinglin said:

"Hundreds of jokes, this is difficult for us, it's better to let the two bosses feel free and sing a few good songs first."

Everyone applauded.

The two artists glanced at each other, they had already completed the exchange, this table was all fifteen or sixteen girls, they must like the lyrics and songs of those mandarin ducks and butterflies, but if you sing "The Story of the West Chamber" directly, the lyrics and songs are vulgar, it will be reckless and easy to offend people. If you sing "The Legend of the White Snake", I'm afraid everyone here will know it, it's too old-fashioned.

I have inquired with the servants just now, and there is nothing particularly festive in this house, just an ordinary crab banquet party between female classmates.

The female artist stood up and said with a smile:

"Now there are two new plays, one is "Yang Naiwu in Little Cabbage", and the other is "Laughing Karma" by novelist Zhang Hatshui, I don't know if a few young ladies have heard it?"

Ling Guo discussed with everyone, but they all felt that it was difficult to choose, so he smiled and said:

"Then sing both."

The two artists answered, saluted again and sat back.

The female artist hugged the pipa in her arms, plucked the strings three or two times on the shaft, and there was love before the tune was formed.

The male artist uses the three-string chorus, the ups and downs, and the heart of the cooperation is spiritual, and the pearl is perfect.

"Yang Naiwu and Little Cabbage" tells the story of Jiangnan that happened in the late Qing Dynasty when Cixi was in power.

At the end of the Qing Dynasty, Yang Naiwu, the son of Yuhang, was raised in the township test and held a banquet to celebrate. The tenant Ge Xiao's wife, Bi Xiugu, is quite beautiful and is known as "little cabbage". She was originally the daughter-in-law of the Ge family, and she used to be a maid in the Yang family, and she had a relationship with Yang Naiwu. Liu Xitong of Yuhangzhi County once collected money and grain for indiscriminate collection of money and grain, and was sent by Yang Naiwu to contact the scholar in a letter, cutting off his financial route and harboring grievances.

This pair of artists performed, the language was simple and easy to understand, and the voice was eloquent, depicting the beautiful and weak little cabbage, and the voice and look of the handsome and talented Yang Naiwu. Agile and lively, as if it was right in front of him. Vivid and realistic.

A few people just discussed listening to one of the two plays, but now they feel wonderful and wonderful just listening to this one, and they can't stop, so they are willing to let them stop and change the play.

Qing Lin was still sitting there, smiling while holding ginger soup in his hand and drinking. Ling Guo had simply abandoned the main position and ran to sit with her sister unobediently, and the unobedient position was closest to the front desk.

Because Ling Guo ordered the wine just now, the maids sent a few pots of hot daughter Hong, Wan Xian'er didn't need to be let or let anyone, she took the pot in one hand and the cup in the other, and used this wonderful story as a side dish, and slowly ate a catty.

"Yang Naiwu and Little Cabbage" spoke for more than an hour, and the voice of the commenting artist was still clear, without any fatigue.

A few people in the seat were also attentive and forgot to let them rest. I didn't think to do things like washing my hands and changing clothes, according to a hundred years later, there was no urine in the audience. The story is so catchy that there is no time to even change clothes halfway.

The two artists were very kind, and after saying a while, they stopped the beat, stood up and saluted and retired:

"Originally, it was supposed to be to shout stop at the master's house, so it was respectful, but we still have to go to the radio station at night to catch up with a theater in the air, we have to go back and prepare, please forgive a few young ladies."

Ming Momo is still anxiously asking:

"Is the unjust case interrogated clearly, that county order is so annoying, you must kill him, and that little cabbage, who did you marry in the end?"

Qinglin interface said:

"I've heard this story told you, I'll sue you, I'm very happy to hear it today, and I'm going to give a copy of the two bosses' car money."

After Qinglin finished speaking, he got up and went to get a small yellow cloth bag and put it on the black lacquer tea tray.

The two artists immediately made an excited look, saluted and thanked them again, and everyone followed Qinglin's example, and they also took a few dollars to give them tea.

Ling Guo asked them if they came in a rickshaw, so he instructed the driver at home to drive them back in a Dodge car, and the two artists saluted and thanked them repeatedly, and said:

"At seven o'clock in the evening, Dadongtai, "Pearl Tower", and a few noble ladies were invited to cheer."

The maid sent the two artists out of the door, gave them all the reward money in the black lacquer tea tray, and took out another copy, which was the carriage and horse fee given by the Lingguo sisters of the main family.

The two artists thanked them constantly, and asked the maid to take back two foreign dollars for tea, and the maid of the Ling family saw it, sent them to the Dodge car driver, and turned back.

In the flower hall here, everyone changed their clothes and washed their hands, and returned to the table, Zhang Meixi commented with a smile:

"From beginning to end, he is really very mastery, and he is not worse than that Peking Opera master Boss Mei, but when he finally got the reward, why was his demeanor so calm. This is the only regret, is this the legendary money open-eyed? ”

Ling Guo smiled:

"You are completely a high daughter, I really don't understand their insider, being an artist, hard work, not for money, if you give a reward, they have to make a calm appearance, in case you misunderstand that they are high, and they don't care about money, don't give a reward, but don't you make a big comedy a big tragedy?"

Qinglin added with a smile:

"What Ling Guo said is very true, if you want to reward, you can say it, don't say it, if you don't say it, who knows what you want!"

Everyone laughed together.

Ming Momo was anxious to let Qinglin continue to talk about "Yang Naiwu and Little Cabbage", and Qinglin finished the plot in three or two sentences. Wan Xian'er was also very dissatisfied, and slapped the table:

"Now, I'll give you a copper plate."

Everyone laughed, and Zhang Meixi said unsatisfactorily:

"How do you find this station? I still want to hear that! ”

…… Dividing line ......

Thank you for the peace charm given by the dear little angel "sister doesn't play the ass".