When Zhuo Ying'er heard her say this, she smiled and responded: "What if you want to be crooked? What are you afraid of when you come to rob us? Anyway, there are enough people here, senior brother, and I am not afraid of you anymore." It's just that I'm afraid that you can't really let go of that handsome and dashing Qin Junyan as you said. Ha ha. ”

"Ying'er, you. Hmph, I won't tell you. If you keep talking, you'll definitely fall into your trap. Lao Siya was shy by what she said, lest she say anything embarrassing, so she hurriedly ran away from her and ignored her.

Zhuo Ying'er wanted to catch up and say something more, but was grabbed by Luo Ningyu and said, "Okay Ying'er, there is the opera house in front, don't laugh with Siya anymore." You see, her face is red. ”

"Okay, okay, for my sister's sake, let's let her go this time. Ha ha. Zhuo Yinger smiled, stopped chasing after Lao Siya and said her, and let Luo Ningyu pull herself into the opera house.

Long before they arrived, the maids had already bought their tickets. The guards had also set up security forces in the theater. So, when they arrived, they went straight into the theater and into the box on the second floor.

The box has also been carefully arranged, with flowers and snacks for them to eat and play while watching the play.

"Sister Nitya is really thoughtful, and with such an arrangement, I think today's opera will be very comfortable. Zhuo Yinger took a look at the layout in the box and said to Nitya.

"Hey, sister, the dignified Blood Emperor of the Blood Clan, if you can't even enjoy this comfort, then wouldn't it make the sisters laugh. Let's do it, everyone, the opera will start later. Nitya beckoned everyone to take their seats as she spoke.

Once everyone was seated, a guard in civilian clothes came up and reported to Nitya that the theater had been set up and asked her and everyone to watch the opera in peace.

When Nitya heard this, she nodded, said very well, and let him go to work.

After the man was gone, Nitya said to everyone, "I think you've heard what he's saying." With them here, we just have to watch the opera with confidence. Today's performance is a famous drama of our blood clan, called "Blood Love". It tells a poignant love story. Very touching. I hope you will watch it later, but don't be moved to tears. ”

"Is it? Is it really that touching? I'm going to have to enjoy it later. Sister, have you asked someone to prepare tissues? If so, hurry up and bring them up, so that you can wipe your tears later. Zhuo Ying'er listened, a little unconvinced, and couldn't help but joke.

"Of course the tissues are prepared. Ying'er, you don't know. Just this "Blood Love", I cried once I watched it. So, when I was shopping just now, I had people buy tissues. With that, Nitya waved her hand to the maid. The maid understood, so she took several packets of tissues from the bag she had brought with her and placed them on the table in front of them.

"Sister Nitya is really prepared? I don't know what kind of story it tells. Can my sister spoil it first?" Busy asking her about the plot.

Listening to her question, Nitya wants to tell her the plot. was stopped by Luo Ningyu. I saw her waving her hand at Nitya and saying, "No, it's better not to tell the plot before watching the opera." Otherwise, when you look at it, you will feel bored. ”

"Yes, I can't say that. If my sister said it, we would have been prepared in our hearts, where would we be moved by the plot?"

When Nitya heard them say this, she said to Zhuo Ying'er: "Ying'er, they are right, I can't tell you the plot." Otherwise, I'm afraid my tissues will be prepared in vain. ”

Zhuo Ying'er listened, rolled her eyes at Luo Ningyu and the others, and said, "It's all your fault, otherwise Sister Nitya would tell me the plot." Now it's miserable, and I still have to be patient to watch the opera to know what the final ending of this play will be. In the middle of this, I suffered a lot. ”

"What's the point of knowing the outcome too early? It's just a little bit of mystery that we take everything we don't know seriously. Only in this way will we unswervingly pursue the answer to life. Life will be more exciting and exciting. Ying'er, what do you say?" Wang Luochen smiled and patted her head and asked.

"Wow, senior brother, what you say is so philosophical? Alas, well, well, you don't have to say anything more. Isn't it just that I don't know the ending of an opera? Zhuo Yinger naughtily covered Wang Luochen's mouth with her hand and pursed her lips, saying that she would rather not ask about the plot than listen to his reasoning.

A few people were laughing and laughing, and music sounded in the hall. Then all the lights dimmed. Only the lights on the stage directly in front of them were not dim, but a little brighter than before.

"Shhhh Let's stop talking. Seeing this, Nitya, who was familiar with the situation, hurriedly suggested to everyone.

Following her advice, everyone kept their mouths shut. At the same time, I guess everyone thinks the same thing. The whole hall slowly fell silent.

As the hall fell silent, soft and cheerful music sounded on the stage.

The curtain was lifted.

A girl in a long skirt with a basket of flowers in her arm slowly walked to the center of the stage made up of flowers and greenery.

The girl sang as she walked, in the language of the Blood. Wang Luochen: They can understand. I know that the content of what she sang is basically that she is a girl who buys flowers from a poor family, and she has picked a lot of flowers to sell in the market today. It's just that she doesn't know how today's business is, and she is very worried. Therefore, she prayed to the god of blood to bless her to sell all the flowers quickly. It's better to buy some food and go back to feed her hungry family.

This girl has a very good control over her voice and emotions. The anxiety in his heart, the helplessness of the fate that is not under his control, and the concern and love for his family are all expressed very real and natural. It was listened to, and soon he was immersed in her singing and substituted himself into the plot.

The girl sang and walked, and gradually entered the town.

Once in town, she began to sell flowers in her basket. But the people around her, probably living a difficult life, most of them have a difficult face, and they have no interest in the flowers that she should not eat or drink in the blue. Therefore, she sold for a long time, and she did not sell a single flower.

Just when she was disheartened and depressed, a group of guys who looked quite big surrounded her.

They clamored for the flowers in her basket.

When she saw the customers, she hurriedly complimented them on how fresh, fragrant, showy, and wholesome her flowers were.