It's the old men again, and they're still sitting in the teahouse as usual, and they're all idle.

In fact, that's exactly what happened.

Xiao Fan has also stayed for two nights, and the progress is too slow.

He didn't know where to start, but he didn't have a clue.

So I'm swaying around and west, and I don't know what I'm doing.

However, it's rare to stop, he feels pretty good, this slow-paced life.

"That's right, man. There's a party tomorrow night, go over and have a look. An old man said to Xiao Fan.

"What kind of party?" Xiao Fan said in his heart, how can there be a show in this village?

"In short, it's just singing, singing, making a show, and the village will hold it once a few times a year."

"Where?"

"Well, just follow the crowd tomorrow. You can hear the noise at night. ”

"Okay. Thank you. ”

"Thank you, you little young."

In short, there will be a rural theatrical performance tomorrow, right, just take a look, and it's nothing.

……

The day passed quickly, and when night came, most of the people in the village really rushed in one direction, and Xiao Fan followed behind.

Soon they were under a stage, and the stage looked like it had been improvised.

The stage was full of people, many of whom brought benches, and some even had melon seed hot water bottles ready.

The moonlight tonight is very thick, hanging in the sky like a Kong Ming lantern.

"There's still a quarter of an hour to go, and it starts at seven o'clock." Someone on the stage said with a microphone.

"Eh, ...... you?"

At this time, a young man came next to him and asked Xiao Fan.

For the fact that there are still young people in this village, Xiao Fan is also overjoyed.

"Oh, the new kid." Xiao Fan said subconsciously.

"New ...... New to the new arrival? The young man didn't understand Xiao Fan's words, what did this mean?

"Oh, there's something to do here, friend, please."

"Oh, that's right." Only then did the young man be relieved. I didn't go into this issue anymore.

"What kind of party is this?" Anyway, it's okay, isn't there still fifteen minutes, and it's idle to be idle, Xiao Fan began to talk.

The young man was very good at talking, and hurriedly said, "Singing." ”

The young man knocked melon seeds in his mouth, and threw them everywhere after swallowing, this village was not much exquisite, and it was not as good as the city.

"Peking Opera? Or something else? ”

"Peking Opera, probably, I don't know much about opera."

Xiao Fan thought to himself, if he didn't like to listen to dramas very much, how could he stay?

Moreover, there should not be many young people who like to listen to dramas now.

This young man may have come to see the excitement.

"I've heard that there are also sketches and pop songs. Later in the show. ”

Xiao Fan suddenly realized that this was the case.

They just had a gossip about the southeast and northwest, and finally learned that this guy's name was Wang Jie.

Seven o'clock finally arrived, and people finally began to come out of the stage.

It's really Peking Opera, the costumes of Peking Opera, and the singing voice that is clear as soon as you open your mouth.

Although Xiao Fan doesn't know how to act.

A big black beard on the stage should be an ugly dan or something, and a white powder next to him should be Hua Dan.

Because of the makeup on his face, Xiao Fan couldn't tell whether this Hua Dan was played by a man or a woman.

And Xiao Fan couldn't hear the reason from the lyrics, and he could vaguely understand a few words.

However, the singing is too slow, and people with Xiao Fan's good temperament are starting to be a little difficult to press.

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