Xiao Jiu's sky fell.

It is actually a very common thing for dignitaries and dignitaries to make an appointment. I didn't expect Lao Maozi to be so good that he could understand the play. It's just to sing a play for him, what can it be? It's a big deal not to give the reward money and throw it back-until he took Andre's car and arrived at the former dog's house, Xiao Jiu was still thinking so.

The opera garden is an elegant place, but this kind of place is indispensable for the laity. Drama and servant, this is a ninth-rate business. Those who came to watch the play said a few meaty jokes to the men on the stage, which was a very common thing.

Xiao Jiu, who grew up in the opera drum tower since he was a child, was influenced by those who came to see the play, and "opened up" much earlier than his peers. He knows that there is a kind of happiness between men and women, the words are called Zhou Gongzhili, no matter how ugly it is, there are all kinds of sayings, but they are all the same thing.

His father once taught him that when he went on stage to play the role of a girl, that is, the body of a daughter, and moving, sitting, lying and walking, should be the manners of a girl's family. But when he gets off the stage, he is a man, he must straighten his backbone, and he can't really regard himself as a "drama" in the mouth of others and belittle himself just because he is a singer.

Xiao Jiu felt that he was indeed a man. But he didn't expect that men and men could also do such things. Or rather, Andre used him as if he were a girl. Yes, it's "use".

He felt sick.

By the time he was sent back, he had lost the novelty of the first time he had been in a car. At this time, the sky was already hazy, and in the open space in front of the Drum Tower, there were many pieces of red paper scattered - they were originally used to celebrate the departure of the Drum Tower. After a dozen frosts, the color was much darker, sticking to the ground, and there was no trace of festivity.

Xiao Jiu sniffed hard, he didn't smell the smell of burnt gunpowder, but smelled another choking smell - it came from this car, which was somewhat similar to the smell of kerosene. Anyway, it's all foreigners' stuff, and it's almost as it should be.

He didn't understand why he was thinking about these things, and he didn't know what he was supposed to be thinking.

The car stopped at the gate of the Drum Tower, and the Russian who was driving got out of the car and opened the door for him, bowed down respectfully, and said in an extremely stiff Chinese: "Miss, please." ”

Xiao Jiu instead stepped back in: "You...... What do you call me? ”

The old Maozi was also stunned, his lips squirmed for a long time, and he repeated this sentence in an even stranger tone: "Miss, please." ”

Xiao Jiu understood at this time, he was not talking about "Xiao Jiu", but "Miss". Listening to this old Maozi's stiff tone, you can hear it, he has only learned this Chinese sentence. Who taught it? Zhang Daxian? No! Xiao Jiu is very sure that it is Andre.

As soon as Xiao Jiu got off the bus, he greeted a ticket in front of the Drum Tower. Class Master Chen, all the teachers, masters, bosses, musicians, and the four masters and apprentices of the ghost family all stayed awake all night.

Although the New Year has passed, the weather in the northeast is not as good as that outside the Guan, and the water is still dripping into ice at this time. Seeing that Xiao Jiu was only wearing a costume, Class Master Chen hurriedly took off his leather jacket and draped it on Xiao Jiu's body.

"Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?" Huzi saw Xiao Jiu's distraction, and couldn't help but step forward and pat him on the shoulder. Xiao Jiu dodged, dodged Huzi's hand, and his body pressed closer to Class Master Chen.

Class Master Chen took a deep breath, wrapped the leather jacket on my Xiao Jiu's body tighter, and said, "Let's go into the house and talk." ”

Several masters said that when they saw that Xiao Jiu was safe and sound, they got up and said goodbye. Xiao Jiu always lowered his head, leaned on Chen Banzhu, and didn't say a word. The house was also lifeless.

Li Lintang sighed and slapped his thigh: "Evil!" ”

Chen Ban Master's expression was sad, and two lines of tears dripped down the corners of his eyes: "What else can be done?" Aren't we all acting as contemptuous people? This child's life is hard, and I, the father, have no ability. I can't complain about this matter, I only blame me for my inability. ”

Huzi and Zhao Shankun were both confused. I don't understand what they mean in their words, I can only vaguely guess that something bad happened to Xiao Jiu - the first time I saw Chen Banzhu shed tears. As soon as Hu Zi opened his mouth to ask, Mr. Peng slapped his hand. Huzi turned his head and saw Mr. Peng lip syncing at him: "Don't ask." ”

Liu Chun twisted his eyebrows, his hands trembling: "His grandmother's...... Lao Maozi, I fought with him! ”

Liu Chun got up, picked and chose on the prop rack for a long time, and finally carried a long stick - there was no real guy on this shelf - and was about to go out.

"Stop!" Chu An shouted, "What are you going to do!" ”

"Go find that dog thing and do it hard!" Liu Chun's two eyebrows were twisted together, "Xiao Jiu was grown up by me, my old Liu has no children, no daughters, no worries, and Jiu'er is like my own son." Now, if I don't do anything more, I'm sorry for my conscience. ”

"Let's go! You go! Chu An took two steps forward and kicked the door open, pointing outside, "You go to the Zhao family's mansion and kill him in the dark!" Not to mention that the broken wooden stick in your hand is not a dragon stick, even if you really have the ability, can you stop the guns of foreigners? Take 10,000 steps back, you killed the thief, out of this evil breath, up and down the drum tower, old and young, still can't live? ”

Liu Chun's old face flushed by Chu An's counting, and he held his breath: "Phew! He broke the stick in half and threw it to the ground.

Mr. Peng stepped forward and grabbed Liu Chun's hand: "Boss Liu, what Brother Chu said is reasonable." We are also sad about Xiao Jiu's matter, but you are not a way to do this. ”

Class Master Chen had already stopped his tears, and Xiao Jiu still had that wooden expression.

"I'll send him back to rest." Class Master Chen got up, saluted everyone in the room, and helped Xiao Jiu out.

Only then did Huzi have no time to speak. He asked Mr. Peng, "Master, what's wrong with Xiao Jiu?" Do you all know something? ”

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't ask if you shouldn't!" Li Lintang glared at Huzi, "This is not something you should know. ”

Huzi didn't like Li Lintang's tone very much, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only stare at Li Lintang. Mr. Peng stroked Huzi's head and sighed, "Huzi, this thing is dirty, you shouldn't know." If you have time in the future, you will come to play with Xiao Jiu more, don't mention today's things. This is also a child with a hard life. ”

"Those who sing opera don't have a hard life," Chen Banzhu walked in again, "Mr. Peng, you are worried." ”

"Xiao Jiu slept?" Chu An asked.

Chen shook his head: "I helped him to lie down." In the past two days, Xu has not been able to move...... Senior Brother Liu, ...... in a moment You can get some medicine and go see him. ”

"Hey!" Liu Chun answered and walked out of the room.

Chen Ban Master paced over, sat on the coat box, brushed his braids, and sat for a long time.

"Mr. Peng, I want to ask you for something." Chen said suddenly.

Mr. Peng arched his hand: "If there is anything Chen Ban Master, it doesn't matter, after so many years of friendship here, Peng will definitely do his best." ”

Chen Banzhu wanted to speak several times, and finally gritted his teeth: "Xiao Jiu is the only seedling of my family, he has eight brothers and sisters, and he is the only one who survived. I have to keep him alive and leave a legacy for our Chen family. I kind of figured it out, I can't let him sing anymore! ”

"Class Master!" Chu An glared, "Class master, what are you talking nonsense!" After so many years of hard work, you can't just throw it away. If Xiao Jiu stops singing, what will he do to make a living? ”

Chen Banzhu smiled bitterly: "Even if you don't even have your life, what are you doing singing?" Andrei tasted it, and he couldn't forget it. I saw this kind of thing a lot when I was a child. Some of those dignitaries and dignitaries don't like to listen to operas, but just use the opera garden as a rabbit's den. Today, it was Lao Maozi's car that sent Xiao Jiu back, you look, he has to find Ming'er alone. This kid can hide from the first year of junior high school, but he can't hide from the fifteenth. ”

Mr. Peng shook his head: "Then what do you mean, Master Chen?" ”

"You take him as an apprentice!" Chen stood up and grabbed Mr. Peng's hand, "Let him leave Liyuanxing, so that he will no longer suffer this sin." Mr. Peng, you are an understanding person, Xiao Jiu may be such a way to live, if he is still eating in our Drum Tower, he will have to be found by that brute. ”

Mr. Peng, after pondering for a long time, still pushed away the hand of the head of the Chen class: "It's not that I don't help you, brother, I don't say that Xiao Jiu didn't enter my ghost family, as long as I can keep Xiao Jiu, he is under my name, and I can take him to continue to die in the world." But have you ever thought that Xiao Jiu left with me, and Andre is still in Changtu Mansion, can't he go up to Sun Mountain to find someone? Even if it's to keep this child, if I go back to Guannei, then what should you do with the Drum Tower? ”

"What should I do with the Drum Tower?" Class Master Chen's two eyes were no longer focused. is usually a very shrewd person, but when things fall on him, he naturally messes up.

Mr. Peng helped Chen to sit down and said softly: "You said it yourself, Andre tasted it, so naturally he won't let go easily." I'll take Xiao Jiu away today, and Andre will come to the door again tomorrow, you can't hand over someone, will Andre let you go easily? Even if you can risk your life for your son, there are so many people in the troupe, you can't ignore them. ”

Chen Banzhu let go of his body in a daze: "Xiao Jiu, do you deserve to block the thunder for the Drum Tower?" ”

Mr. Peng frowned and did not speak again.

"You're right," Chen sighed again, "I lose my conscience when I talk like this." Xiao Jiu is right about this, and the Drum Tower is right. It's all my fault, I only blame myself for not being capable, ruthless, and desperate. ”

Li Lintang clenched his fists on the side and sneered: "Class Master Chen, don't talk about the so-called shallow relationship. I shouldn't have said that, but you advised me at the bazaar years ago, and I'm going to repay you today. Xiao Jiu, this kid is right, the Drum Tower is not wrong, and you are even more wrong. A thousand mistakes, should I be the old man? I said that if you have done something wrong, there is only one thing, you don't hate that old man! ”