This is a major event in the Drum Tower, and it is widely publicized. Boss Xiao Chen's new play is rehearsed, and the gong will start at four o'clock in the afternoon today! The inside and outside are lined with colorful curtains, and the people in the team are busy before and after, which is a lively scene. Everyone in Changtu Mansion has spare money and loves to listen to dramas, and they have gathered together.

For the first time in so many years, the Drum Tower broke the rules and removed all the tables in the front hall and put chairs on them. In this way, the visitors sat on a full board, but it was still difficult to find a ticket, and finally they had to buy a standing ticket.

The master and apprentice of the ghost family really sat in the box, and the Chen class master never broke his promise. But Andrei, who didn't know what to think, sat in the front row, the closest place to the stage. The master put down his body, and An Zhifu, who came to listen to the play, could only accompany him. This is a strange scene, there is not even a tea table, a group of dignitaries and dignitaries, sitting together with the ordinary people and peddlers.

Many people are also surprised, over the years, the drum tower has not done such a big show, today this is a big job!

Today is indeed a big job. In front of you are the specialties of the bosses in the Drum Tower, but all those who sing the roll call are all listed. In the past, it could be used as a finale. It's all about building momentum.

Chen Banzhu has made a bloody investment, and there are such legends outside, in order to make Chen Caiyuan popular, Chen Banzhu put all the old roots of the drum tower on the table.

Didn't you say that Chen Caiyu had already become popular? Inadequate! No one in the world thinks they have a lot of money, and there is no artist who dislikes their popularity. After singing this scene, the reputation is out, and it is unknown that he will come to Shengjing to sing and sing in the capital.

But this kind of thing is "like a man drinking water, knowing his own warmth and coldness." Xiao Jiu changed into a costume and hooked his face, sat on the coat box, and muttered the lyrics in his mouth.

"Jiu'er, scared? Why are you still talking at this time? It was Xiao Jiu's senior brother who spoke, "When it comes to this, you have to be on the field." But if you want me to say, as far as our Boss Chen's ability is concerned, we, all of you are lined with your flower, Lu You walked over and interjected, "When you get to the stage, you are not yourself." If you sing well, there will naturally be people cheering you on, and if you don't sing well, people will be kicked down, and you yourself have no ability. The master has taught everything he can teach, and it is up to you to practice it. ”

Xiao Jiu and Senior Brother both nodded yes.

Chu An put the sword in his hand to one end and sighed softly: "The boss of our family, come here and replace this!" ”

In this play, Qin II is a sword. This sword on the stage represents the Zhao family's heirloom sword "Cosmic Edge". The senior brother has already dressed up at this time, and the people next to him have to wait to take off his head. So he was puzzled: "Master, what do you mean by this?" I'm done. ”

"If you want to change it, you will change it!" Chu An said and gave Xiao Jiu a look. Xiao Jiu reached out to help and took off the sword from his senior brother's body. Chu An continued: "This sword is extraordinary. You look tattered, but it was handed down from my master. My master's master is a singer of Kunqu Opera, when he came to the stage, he wore this sword! It has been passed down from generation to generation in my generation, but I am not a talent, I have not mixed up in Beijing and Tianjin, and I have taken many apprentices after returning to my hometown, but I have not been willing to give it up. Now that I'm old, I can't sing well, so I can't go on stage. I think you're a good fit, so it's just right to hand it over to you. ”

"I can't do it! Master, this is absolutely unacceptable! The senior brother panicked, "This is what you have passed down from generation to generation, how can I ...... it?"

"If you take it, you will take it! Don't even listen to the master? Chu An forcibly stuffed the sword into the hand of his section chief, "Today's scene is different from the past, sing it well." You sold yourself to the Drum Tower, but our Drum Tower raised you as a son, no matter how high and far you go in the future, remember that you are a person from the Drum Tower. ”

The sword is in your hand, heavy, thug! The eyes of the two of them were full of tears, for fear of wearing makeup, so they raised their heads and didn't dare to let the tears fall.

Chu An smiled bitterly and didn't say anything, snorted in his mouth and turned to leave.

The gongs and drums sounded at the front desk, and a group of dragons came up to the stage to play a flag, which was regarded as a cushion.

The gong is on.

No matter how lively the drum tower is today, Huzi will not be able to see it. When the sky was bright, he went to see Xiao Jiu, and repeatedly determined the time with Chen Banzhu, and then left for the train station.

When the train first opened, the people regarded it as a flood beast. The Boxer Rebellion is still there, can foreigners' things be good?

It's only been a few months now, and everyone is used to it. This thing is really convenient, and it can transport goods and people. If you have money, you can buy a ticket with a seat, and if you don't have money, you will squeeze with the goods, and the distance that used to take two or three days on foot is now just around the corner. Don't worry about bandits on the road, it's much more reliable than a dart game. What immortal law can compare to this thing?

Changtu is not a big station, but there are many trains that stop here, and most of them are here to replenish water. So the train station is still very busy every day. There were two people in the ticket office, one was from the Qing Dynasty, who was responsible for selling tickets and collecting money, and the other was Japanese, who sat next to the ticket buyer with a gun on his back, saying that it was to maintain order. But what order is needed to maintain in the ticket office? It's just that I'm afraid that the private entrainment of the ticket seller will embezzle the silver taels.

This station is full of Japanese soldiers. It's not surprising that it was originally built by the Japanese.

Two coins of silver, a month's salary for the guys in the larger shop, in exchange for a ticket from Changtu to Shengjing. It looks like straw paper, the palm is big and square, and there are Chinese characters mixed with Japanese characters written on it, and a small stamp is stamped. The paper was so torn that Huzi was worried about holding it in his hand, so he accidentally crumpled it. So I folded it carefully and put it in the bag, and began to wait boredly.

Huzi was actually not a fan of small dramas before, and it was his master Mr. Peng who loved to listen to dramas, and he just listened to them. In contrast, he prefers to listen to people's stories, which is much happier than Peking Opera. But after a long time, you can feel the taste there, so many people like to listen to it, naturally there is an intoxicating place for this skill.

He sat on the side of the road and began to think that this should be the time for the bosses in front of him to put on a good show. , the audience applauded higher than one another, and it was very lively!

After a while, the sun was setting in the west, and Huzi thought that Xiao Jiu should have taken the stage now. Open your voice and fill the house! Especially in that group scene, pretending to be crazy and stupid, acting reasonably, not only Xiao Jiu Nenghong, but also the two who played Zhao Gao and Qin II had to sing famously.

This time I'm leaving, Xiao Jiu can't cry on stage, right? It's all unprepared. Xiao Jiu is a person of temperament, when he is emotional, he thinks of himself, and if he can't keep it, he wants to shed tears on the stage, how should it end at that time?

Huzi shook his head. No, you can't! It's not him who sings on stage. Even on the night when he was looking for death and life, when he sang on stage, he still had that bright eye, and Xiao Jiu was on the stage, and it was absolutely impossible for him to look foreign.

A bell rang, and another train whistled and drove away. Smelling the strange smell and looking at the departing black smoke, Huzi sighed lightly again. Although he only went to Shengjing, Xiao Jiu went to escape from it, and he had to leave if he couldn't prepare it.

In the morning, Huzi comforted him and said, "The mountains do not turn and the water turns", if there is a fate, the south and the north can also reunite. Little brothers, after so many years, they haven't had enough, and there will definitely be a day when they meet again. But what he thought in his heart was that maybe if he parted this time, he would never have the opportunity to meet again in his life.

Never cry! When you send Xiao Jiu away for a while, you must not shed tears! They are already half of their age, and they have reached the age of marrying a daughter-in-law, and crying out again is really like parting from life and death, which is a shame. Later, when the brothers met again and sat together to drink, they mentioned the stubble of the send-off and said that they had lost Jin Doudou, so they really couldn't raise their heads.

The sun is falling, the sky is full of sunset, and it is said that the drum tower has ended at this time. Huzi looked in the direction of the city gate, but he couldn't find Xiao Jiu's figure. Xiao Jiu's Drum Tower has to be dressed in disguise, but no matter how he dresses up, can Huzi still not recognize him? Even if Huzi can't recognize Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu can't recognize Huzi!

Something must be delayed! Huzi's heart is all together. The worst plan before was to be blocked by Andre when he fled before. Just in case, Huzi left the voucher that he could freely enter and exit the city gate without searching in the Drum Tower!

But seeing that it was time to get on the bus, Xiao Jiu was still nowhere to be seen!

Huzi paced round and round, wiping the sweat from his head from time to time, until the whistle sounded and the train started, and Huzi's heart completely rose to his throat - something must have happened!

Huzi took out the invalid ticket from the clip bag, crumpled it into a ball and threw it on the ground, and ran towards the city!

It must not be a big deal! Huzi worshiped the gods and Buddhas in his heart. The best thing now is that Andre blocked Xiao Jiu and wanted to do those dirty things with him again, and he didn't find out that Xiao Jiu was going to escape.

Millions...... Don't go wrong!

When Huzi hurried to the gate of the Drum Tower, it was already dark. The lights in front of the drum tower were not lit, the doors were wide open, and the colorful silk ticket slips were scattered all over the ground in front of the door.

Huzi's head "buzzed" - what the hell is going on?

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