The backstage of the theater was crowded, and more than 20 people were busy removing makeup and cleaning up props. www.biquge.info As soon as they entered, they seemed even more crowded, and the actors of the troupe looked at it curiously.

Before Zhou Hexuan could speak, Yu Fengzhi took Zhang Xueliang and walked up to Meng Xiaodong and said with a smile: "Boss Meng, congratulations!" ”

"Boss" is an honorific title for a famous actor in Peking Opera, and in a troupe, in principle, only the pillars can be called like this.

"Sister Yu said with a smile, I'm not the boss," Meng Xiaodong hurriedly introduced the middle-aged man next to him, "This is my third uncle Meng Hongrong, known as Little Meng Qi, he is the boss." ”

Zhang Xueliang hugged his fists and said: "It turned out to be Boss Meng, disrespectful, disrespectful!" ”

Meng Qi was originally the nickname of Meng Xiaodong's grandfather, and among his sons, the third Meng Hongrong was the most prominent. Therefore, Meng Hongrong is also known as Little Meng Qi, and he is the pillar of the opera troupe.

"Thank you for your face," Meng Hongrong asked, "I don't know how many distinguished guests have their names?" ”

Meng Xiaodong introduced: "Third uncle, this is the young marshal Zhang Xueliang and his wife Yu Fengzhi, this is the president of Peking University Zhou Hexuan, these are the editors of Ta Kung Pao Li Shoumin, Shen Congwen, Zhu Xiang and Zheng Zhengyin. ”

Everyone in the troupe was shocked, now Zhang Zuolin is powerful, and his military power covers most of China, and Zhang Xueliang naturally rises with the tide. They didn't expect that Meng Xiaodong actually knew the young marshal, and it seemed that the relationship was very good, which was amazing!

"It turned out to be Zhang Shaoshuai, who lost his welcome from afar, and please forgive me!" Meng Hongrong hurriedly bowed.

Zhang Xueliang accepted with a smile, and Yu Fengzhi said with a smile: "Boss Meng doesn't have to see outside, Xiaodong is the sister I recognize, and they are all my own family." ”

While chatting here, Meng Hongqun wondered to his wife: "The eldest of our family has lived in Tianjin for two or three years, and she actually climbed into the relationship with the Zhang family, why can't she hide it?" ”

Zhang Yunhe saw that Zhou Hexuan had been standing next to him, although he didn't speak, he seemed to be very close to Zhang Xueliang. She is also a shrewd person, and she actually guessed about it: "My daughter can know the young marshal, I'm afraid it will be thanks to that Mr. Zhou, he is the sweetheart of our family boss." ”

Meng Hongqun raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little worried about his daughter's marriage.

Zhang Yunhe persuaded: "Don't think about it, children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren." Our troupe has just come to the north, and our foothold is not stable, so wouldn't it be a good thing to have the support of the young marshal? ”

"You're right." Meng Hongqun said helplessly.

The troupe belongs to the lowest level of society, and the surface is beautiful, but if there is no backer, then anyone can bully them.

In particular, Meng Xiaodong not only sang well, but also had a moving appearance, and was favored by the warlord when he was in Hankou, so he hurriedly went north to Tianjin to live in seclusion. Last year, Meng Xiaodong worshipped Bai Yukun as his teacher, and when he followed his master to Jinan to perform, he was photographed by Zhang Zongchang again. Fortunately, there was a war at that time, and Zhang Zongchang was summoned by Zhang Zuolin in an emergency, so he escaped. Later, Bai Yukun moved to Jinan to settle down and develop, and invited Meng Xiaodong to go with him, but Meng Xiaodong did not dare to accompany him because he was afraid of Zhang Zongchang.

This year, Meng Xiaodong was invited by Chu Yufeng again, and it was thanks to Zhou Hexuan's help that he was able to save the day, all because he had no backer.

Now that Meng Xiaodong has climbed to the young marshal couple, everyone in the troupe is naturally overjoyed. Meng Hongrong is even already thinking about whether to give up the identity of the pillar and let Meng Xiaodong be the head of the family (nominal).

"Alas, rare guest, rare guest!"

Liu Guangshun, the owner of Xinming Theater, hurriedly came when he heard the wind, and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Commander Zhang, Mrs. Zhang, Liu Guangshun, the owner of Xinming Theater." The arrival of the two distinguished guests here really made the theater flourish, and Liu was fortunate to have three lives! ”

Liu Guangshun is also a wonderful person, and he actually knew that Zhang Xueliang liked to be called by others for his military position, so he especially called "Commander Zhang" to curry favor.

Zhang Xueliang said with a smile: "Well, Boss Liu is polite." ”

Liu Guangshun took the opportunity to say: "Now prepare a little wine and food, the commander said that if you have leisure, it is better to move the car and have a drink or two." ”

"I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." Zhang Xueliang doesn't give the other party a chance to climb the relationship.

"I'll send you!" Liu Guangshun hurriedly followed.

Waiting for Zhang Xueliang to leave, Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "Xiaodong, congratulations on your successful performance." ”

Li Shoumin also said: "Xiaodong, your "Dingjun Mountain" has been sung perfectly! ”

"Thank you, two big brothers, I still have a lot of shortcomings and need to continue to improve." When Meng Xiaodong spoke, he looked at Zhou Hexuan with a shy smile.

Zhu Xiang is not interested in Peking Opera, but he is quite curious about the props of the troupe. He used this place as his bedroom, wandering around, and after a while, he actually put on his mustache and walked with his long beard swaggering.

"Giggles!"

Meng Youdong pointed at Zhu Xiang and laughed loudly, and said in a childish voice: "You are so naughty!" ”

Zhu Xiang despises the powerful and looks down on his peers, but he is especially fond of children. Maybe he still retains his innocence in his heart, and he actually has a lot of fun with Meng Youdong.

Zheng Zhengyin stared at the flower gun in the corner of the wall, and finally couldn't help but walk over curiously, mentioned that he carried it in his hand, and said disdainfully: "It turned out to be a good thing, and it doesn't hurt to beat people." ”

Meng is a martial arts student, and he is very slippery with a spear in one hand. When he heard this, he immediately retorted: "It's not a good thing, we also have real kung fu." My grandfather has been a soldier in the Heavenly Balance Heavenly Kingdom for more than ten years, and he also fought with the King of England, and his marksmanship is amazing! ”

"Hehe, take it!"

Zheng Zhengyin smiled, and suddenly raised his gun and stabbed. I saw the shadow of the gun flickering, and the tip of the spear grazed Meng Ke's scalp and pierced into the wig above his head.

Meng Ke was so frightened that he stood on the spot, and it took a long time to come to his senses and worship: "You are so powerful, teach me how to use a gun!" ”

"My marksmanship isn't for showmanship." Zheng Zhengyin took off the flower gun, threw it back into the corner, and walked slowly to Zhou Hexuan's side.

The actors of the troupe looked at Zheng Zhengyin and Zhu Xiang, who was playing with a beard, and they were speechless one by one, thinking: Why are Xiaodong's friends all weirdos?

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "Ziyuan, stop playing, return the beard to others." ”

Meng Xiaodong said with patience: "It's okay, if Brother Zhu likes it, he can often come to the troupe to play tricks in the future." ”

Liu Guangshun sent Zhang Xueliang and his wife out of the gate, ran back again, and said to Zhou Hexuan: "Mr. Zhou, I was negligent just now, forgive my sins." ”

"Boss Liu is polite, let's go, I'll invite everyone to dinner!" Zhou Hexuan said angrily.

Liu Guangshun hurriedly said, "I'm here to treat you." ”

More than 30 people went to the restaurant next door, and the actors of the troupe followed behind. The adults behaved very calmly, but a few juniors couldn't help it, and whispered from time to time-

"Sister Xiaodong is really good, even the young marshal Fengjun and the president of Peking University are friends with her!"

"In the future, our spring and class will have a good life."

"That Mr. Zhou is tall and big, really handsome."

"Nier, don't think about it, that's my future brother-in-law!"

"Really? Mr. Zhou is Sister Xiaodong's good friend? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, what's good is called free love now."

“……”

Unconsciously, Meng Xiaodong seemed to have become the pillar of the troupe, and even the elders spoke to her much more politely. The profound attainment of opera is only secondary, and the most important thing is to know the big people.

After three rounds of drinking, when it is almost over.

"Little Meng Qi" Meng Hongrong thought that the president of Peking University must be knowledgeable and good at calligraphy, and pleaded: "President Zhou, I have just moved to the north in the spring, and I also ask Mr. to give me a calligraphy treasure and inscribe the name of the class. ”

"Writing calligraphy?" Zhou Hexuan looked confused.

It's really unpleasant to retribution, he is looking for people everywhere to ask for Mobao, and now it's finally his turn, but it's a pity that his brush and words can't see people.