Zishu Mo stared at the girl in amazement, and was stunned for a while because he didn't understand what she was saying.

Tu Xiuwen on the side covered her mouth and snickered, copied her hands and watched the girl and Zishu Moji and duck talk for a long time, and finally bought two tickets for "Borrowing a Fan".

Zi Shumo glanced at the time, and there were still more than ten minutes left before the performance, Tu Xiuwen took Zi Shumo upstairs.

The ticket is a rose-red paper coupon like rice paper, with a woodcut carved monolith printed with crimson ink, and just looking at the ticket in your hand makes you feel like time and space are out of order.

Looking up at the large posters on both sides, they are all drama characters in various costumes, life, dan, net, end, ugly, everything is complete, there is really a feeling of a corridor of time and space.

Descending the dark wooden staircase to the second floor, a small aisle is arranged into a simple waiting and ticket area. The door on the left reads "Izusho", and on the right door says "Irito".

There was a faint sound of opera coming from inside the closed door, and a few cheers could be heard from time to time, and it seemed that the sound insulation effect was not very good.

There was a small counter by the door, and a short boy dressed as a small guy with an expressionless face was looking at his phone, judging by the makeup on his face, he should be a harlequin. Next to the small counter is a vending machine, the body of which is deliberately painted with retro patterns, trying to let this modern product blend into the traces of the past.

The harlequin glanced up at the two of them, his eyes fell on Tu Xiuwen's face, and a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth for a while.

Tu Xiuwen took off her hat, didn't seem to notice the man's gaze at all, and walked straight to the vending machine.

"Want something to eat?" Zi Shumo followed behind Tu Xiuwen and glanced at the snacks in the vending machine, thinking: Don't it be expired, right?

Tu Xiuwen felt the hot breath exhaled by Zi Shumo spraying on her hair, and even her back seemed to be able to feel the hot air emitted by him leaning over, and she was inexplicably flustered, and her heart was beating wildly. She hurriedly took a small step to the side, and then smiled:

"There's nothing you want to eat, just take a look."

"Coffee, I think you like coffee, and two more chocolates?" Zi Shumo didn't notice the change in Tu Xiuwen's attitude, and seemed to be all his thoughts on the vending machine.

"Chocolate? Where is the chocolate? Tu Xiuwen glanced at the snacks in the cabinet and asked with a smile.

"Ah, I'm dazzled, so buy a box of potato chips! What flavor do you want? Zi Shumo hurriedly snorted, in fact, he wasn't really looking at the snacks in the vending machine, but looking at the reflection on the glass of the vending machine. He clearly saw that there was a black figure at the corner of the stairs behind him, and as he looked at the other man, the figure seemed to detect his gaze and disappeared.

In order not to cause Tu Xiuwen's panic, Zi Shumo did not tell her about the situation, but paid more attention to the surroundings more vigilantly.

Tu Xiuwen didn't notice anything unusual at all, and said with a smile: "I want lime flavor!" ”

Zi Shumo responded with a smile and bought two bottles of coffee and a box of potato chips. After getting the snacks, he also paid special attention to the production date and expiration date, and was sure that there was no problem before unscrewing the coffee lid and handing it to Tu Xiuwen.

"I didn't expect you to be so careful, I never paid attention to these issues. You're a virgin, aren't you!? Tu Xiuwen quipped.

"No, I'm a Capricorn." The corners of Zishumo's mouth rose, and a gentle smile was raised.

Tu Xiuwen nodded, hurriedly avoided his gaze, and pretended to pay attention to the coffee.

As soon as I took two sips, I saw the door of "entering the photo" open, and a group of elderly people wrapped in heavy cotton jackets walked out, mixed with several fashionably dressed young people.

Most of these elderly people are local theater fans, and most of the young people are tourists who come here or are students who are studying theater.

Zi Shumo stretched his neck and glanced in, several staff members were cleaning, and their faces were also wearing thick makeup.

There were a few old people who had just come out of the theater and did not leave, but sat in the waiting area outside, it seemed that they were going to watch the show continuously, some went to the third floor, Tu Xiuwen told Zishumo that there was a bathroom and a special tea garden on the third floor, and there were occasional people from the music family class in the tea garden who gathered with the ticket holders to learn from each other and discuss the repertoire.

More than ten minutes later, an electric bell rang, not too loud, but enough to remind people that the show was about to start, and the people with tickets in their hands began to walk in through the door of the "outing".

The theater is quite retro, and there is no seat number, so everyone can sit casually.

The first two rows were quickly occupied by the old men, and Zi Shumo and Tu Xiuwen were embarrassed to compete for seats with them, so they sat down in the third row.

There is no air conditioning here, but it is very warm, Zi Shumo noticed that floor heating is used here, so that there is no other noise to disturb the audience listening to the play.

However, the noise of the ventilation equipment was still there, but it was inaudible as soon as the gongs and drums sounded.

"Borrowing a Fan" is a martial arts drama, which tells the story of Tang Seng and Sun Wukong in Journey to the West who crossed the Flaming Mountain and borrowed a banana fan from Princess Iron Fan.

At first, Zi Shumo thought that Qu Dian would play Sun Wukong or Tang Seng, but when Princess Iron Fan "fell from the sky", Zi Shumo's eyes were straight.

In order to cater to the tastes of young people, the shape of the Iron Fan Princess has added a lot of modern elements to the traditional style. It's just that this iron fan princess is surprisingly tall, graceful, amazing, and even more amazing! Flip and turn, clean and neat, it really makes people can't help but applaud!

Looking at the figure of that person again, Zi Shumo is completely sure that this surprisingly beautiful iron fan princess is the reverse of the canon!

The anti-string thing itself is not unusual, but it is not an easy task to reverse the string of Wudan to be so charming.

What's even more dazzling is the flaming mountain in the scene. Their Flaming Mountain is different from the Flaming Mountain of others, where the Flaming Mountain is anthropomorphized, so there is a juggling scene of spitting fire and swallowing fire, which can be called whimsical and unique.

And this "Flame Mountain" seems to be the controller of the flames, and it can make the raging fire revolve around itself like a docile kitten, which makes people tremble!

"This is the stunt of the composer's lights!" Tu Xiuwen lowered her voice and whispered in Zishumo's ear.

The moment she came over, a faint smell mixed with flowers entered Zi Shumo's nose, and he hurriedly flashed to the side in a panic, and his heart beat wildly.

The figure of Qu Dian, who was performing stage, froze imperceptibly, obviously the scene just now had been seen by him. However, as a veteran who has performed on stage since he was seven years old, Qu Dian quickly controlled his emotions and poured all his energy into the stage.

The scene came to an end in a round of applause, and the old fans in the front row all stood up and applauded vigorously in an exaggerated manner, Tu Xiuwen and Zi Shumo did not hesitate to applaud, and their palms hurt.

Qu Dian took everyone to thank the curtain several times, so that the old opera fans were satisfied.

"How's it going, it's worth the fare?" Tu Xiuwen looked at Zi Shumo proudly and asked.

Zi Shumo smiled and nodded, indeed, watching the performance so closely is really different from watching it on other media! That kind of immersion, that feeling of not knowing what might happen in the next moment, makes people inexplicably become more focused.

"Where are we going next?" Zi Shumo asked with a smile.