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On January 28, 2018, there is only half a month left before the New Year, and the Spring Festival has already begun, and it is always a problem for hotel residents who are about to carry out their tasks if they can't buy tickets, and it is the same scene in all dimensional worlds.

"Hey Chang'an, why didn't the hotel prepare the tickets this time?"

On the train, Xue Fatzi felt very unhappy, their mission this time was to go to Xiulian Town in Z City, which is a small town, but the problem is that Z City is too far away, and the task is to ask them to arrive before 1.31, which is nothing, but the torrent of Spring Festival transportation seems to be particularly favored by Z City......

"Beer, drinks, mineral water, peanuts, melon seeds, and eight-treasure porridge! Hey, let the legs go, and fresh fruit! ”

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There was a saleswoman pushing a cart beside her, and she had gone back and forth I don't know how many times, and Xue Fatzi didn't know how many times she had been glared at with her eyes because she was too obstructive, which was too embarrassing.

"What can I do then?" Chang'an's face was haggard: "The task was released on the 20th, I squatted on the net for 7 days, and finally grabbed these six hard seats, you can be content!" ”

"Hey!" Everyone sighed, looking at the itinerary should not arrive until the night of the 30th, as for the high-speed rail, the plane? They are really not people who lack money, what they lack is fate!

"Let's stop for a while!" Yan Yueyan sat next to Chang'an, and said weakly: "This time, Miss Administrator said that because we were teleported to Ning Fan's house last time, we will not provide tickets this time as a price!" ”

"Huh? Did she say that? Everyone was stunned, and their eyes looked at Ning Fan in unison, and he was a little uncomfortable.

Ning Fan: "Huh? Blame me? ”

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At three o'clock in the night of 1.30, the haggard people got off the train, better than ordinary people is that they don't need to bring anything, this time the mission time is 1.31 0:00 to 2.10 0:00, ten days they need to stay in the Z City Xiulian Town Huanyuan Opera Team, except for no tickets The rest of the things such as identity have been arranged for them.

"What do you think now?" Chang'an asked: "It seems that you have to take a bus, and the train does not lead to Xiulian Town, do you want to rest first?" ”

"Rest!" Fat Xue was the first to raise his hand!

"What about you?"

"No comment!"

"Good! Then take a break! ”

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At ten o'clock in the morning on January 30, 2018, they all left the room and bought tickets to Xiulian Town.

Not to mention that this troupe is quite famous in Shili Baxiang, every year on the day before Chinese New Year's Eve, they will have a play, aiming to add a little joy and warmth to those who come back from work.

"Aren't they going home, then?"

"They? Hey, don't go back! An uncle of migrant workers in the car sighed: "Those are a bunch of children about the same age as you, all orphans, raised by the local orphanage, all poor babies!" ”

"Really!"

Everyone was silent, and the bus walked bumpily for more than three hours, and finally arrived in Xiulian Town.

The station is a festive look, there are many family members on the car have come to greet them, the family can return safely is naturally the happiest thing of the year, but for Chang'an, they are the happiest or want to go back safely.

"Let's go! Go see the troupe! ”

"Hmm!"

This town is very good, not in a prosperous area but not remote, decent, when the New Year is very festive on the street, a simple inquiry of the six people came to the place of this troupe.

"Hey, it's a troupe, it's really not small!"

Xue Fatzi sighed, this can be said to be a small theater, but it is still quite big.

"Huh? Has it already started singing? ”

Able to hear the rhythmic and moving quintessence inside, Chang'an They pushed the door in.

"Huh?"

The play came to an abrupt end, and there was a beautiful woman on the stage, about the same age as Yan Yueyan, who was wearing civilian clothes without makeup, obviously this was just an exercise to try her voice.

"It's not open yet, who are you?"

The woman on the stage asked, her voice crisp and melodious.

"Hello!" Luo Qingli took a step forward: "We are the people who the mayor has come to plan this theater, and we want to stay here for a few days, may I ask your class master?" ”

"You're the ones the mayor invited?"

The girl's expression became unkind, which made Chang'an stunned, isn't the role assigned to them by the hotel a positive character?

Sure enough, the beautiful woman said coldly: "The class master is not here, you can go!" ”

"Won't it?" Luo Qingli said: "We will come this day, your class master should know, why is it not here?" ”

"If you don't go, you don't have it, you guys let me go now!"

"Hey, how do you speak? Do you know how to be polite? You ......" Xue Fatzi had such a violent temper, and he couldn't stand her tone so impulsive.

"Yue'er, don't be unreasonable, these people were invited by the mayor, and they know how to count etiquette!"

Behind the stage, an old man walked out slowly, walked in front of Chang'an and others, and he apologized: "Yue'er, this girl is a little straighter, I hope you don't be surprised!" ”

"Naturally not, what do you call the old gentleman?" Chang An said with a smile.

"Hehe, my surname is Xu, and I am the squad leader here, as for the name and the like, don't mention it!" This old gentleman is a cultural person at first glance, with an elegant and kind temperament, which is very approachable.

"You were invited by the mayor of the town, and you have to worry more about the planning of this theater!"

"Wherever it should be!" Chang An smiled, but Yue'er, who was on the old man's side, looked even more unkind when she heard him say this, and her fists clenched, as if she wanted to rush forward.

"Yue'er!" The old man glared at him, then looked at Chang'an and the others and said with a smile: "Everyone, please follow me to the back residence to talk in detail, Yue'er!" Will you come in with tea later? ”

"Huh? Be...... Be! ”

Yue'er lowered her head, it seems that this troupe still has other hidden secrets! Everyone thought about it in their hearts, followed the old man to the backstage, and they had to ask again later.

"Humph! What! These bastards! ”

On the spot, Yue'er stomped her feet fiercely, as if she had been wronged, and she still wanted to make tea for these bastards? She had ten thousand reluctances in her heart, but this was the master's request, and she had to do it!

"Humph! I'm going to tell everybody, wait for me! You won't live in peace! ”