These people who paid a high price to watch were actually not drunk. However, after watching the performance, they suddenly realized that even if there were no Lord Li and others, the scene he came here to watch was completely worth it.

Just as the play was about to begin, Chen Feng left the stands. He still had a lot of things to do. In addition to maintaining order here, he also had to take care of himself after the day to prevent problems.

When he walked to the back tram, he heard a quarrel coming from the back door.

"Young Master Hu, you are not qualified to enter and cannot enter."

"I'm not going in to see your performance, I'm going in to find someone."

"It's not okay to find someone. You can come back after the performance is over and after the show ends."

"This..., I have something urgent."

It’s always a waste of money. This is the accumulation of China’s excellent cultural traditions for 5,000 years. This is definitely a person who has not bought tickets and wants to come and watch them.

Chen Feng shook his head and walked to the backstage, wondering if Lan Yuhan's makeup had been painted.

"Hu Weiyong, you are really useless. You don't have money and want to break in. This is not OK! Our place is not Baihua Tower!" At this time, another voice said in a hurry, as if this Mr. Hu wanted to use it.

When Chen Feng heard this name, he stopped. Hu Weiyong, wasn’t he the one who was powerful in the later generations? I really didn’t expect that before he became famous, there was such a down-and-out time, and it was just in line with this person’s personality, and it seemed to be a bit insatiable.

However, shamelessness is a powerful capital. If Liu Bang had been a gentleman, how could he win the world?

This time, I will sell him one advantage.

Chen Feng thought, and walked quickly towards the door.

Sure enough, at the door, two servants from Yanyulou were grabbing a man there. The man looked in his early twenties and looked very upright. At this time, he was leaning forward all over, as if he was about to break in.

"Stop." Chen Feng said.

In Yanyu Tower, no one didn't know Chen Feng, and no one didn't know his identity. When he heard Chen Feng's words, the two servants immediately stopped.

Hu Weiyong straightened his clothes and looked up at the person in front of him.

"Dare you ask about the noble surname of the young master?" Chen Feng said. He just heard that he was named Hu Weiyong, but there were more people with the same name and surname.

"I am Dingyuan Hu Weiyong. I dare to ask if it's Young Master Feng?" Hu Weiyong had already found out the situation in Yanyulou. The person in front of him was undoubtedly the legendary boy named Chen Feng.

It's indeed good! Chen Feng guessed well, and those who are trusted by Zhu Chongba will always be fellow villagers.

"Young Master Hu, I offended you so much just now." Chen Feng said: "Let me do this. I will find you a seat outside the tram. Now it's messy, and it's not convenient for you to find someone. After the breakup, you will go find someone again. How about it?"

No matter what, since you meet this person, you should sell it to the other party for some benefit first. Anyway, it's just a small task.

"Then I'll thank Young Master Feng." Hu Weiyong was very happy when he heard this.

After being driven out of Baihua Tower, Hu Weiyong's hearts were filled with all kinds of feelings. He hated Boss Zhong's desire for profit. He could see nothing except silver. At the same time, another idea came to his mind: If Baihua Tower collapsed, see if Boss Zhong could still stand high and despise him!

Therefore, when he came here, in addition to seeing if this scene was really better than that of Baihualou, he also wanted to make friends, but the pocket was so saggy that it was inconvenient to do anything.

This young master Feng really has a keen eye for people and has a good attitude towards him. Hu Weiyong followed Chen Feng with satisfaction and entered Baihua Tower.

Chen Feng took him from the small road to a place dozens of feet from the hook. There was a scent of fragrance, which was exactly where Liu's barbecue was.

Although it is far away, the angle is appropriate and you can see the performances on the railings clearly.

At this time, as it was about to start, a few pieces of charcoal on the oven were still burning, but the smoke was gone, and several people were sitting on the stool, staring at the front intently.

Two girls who look exactly the same, an aunt in her forties, and wait, how come the old man with a goatee and an apron on his chest looks so familiar?

Hu Weiyong thought carefully in his mind. Suddenly, he remembered a Mr. Shi whom he visited two years ago. Isn’t that what he looked like?

But, if it was really Mr. Shi, how could he get along with them?

The more I looked at it, the more I became more and more like it, Hu Weiyong finally became convinced. This old man had a big air. If you can see the old man here and listen to his advice, you will benefit for life. Besides, on August 20th, the provincial examination will begin, and it is time.

Thinking of this, Hu Weiyong respectfully offered his fist and said to the old man: "Mr. Shi, student Hu Weiyong, can you see you here..."

"Ba!" Before he finished speaking, the old man pulled out a stool from somewhere, put it on his side, and said without looking at him, "Don't be clamoring, sit down and see."

Hu Weiyong was so happy and angry that he was so despised that he didn't even look at him, and he was very dissatisfied with it. However, when Mr. Shi put Maza beside him, he wanted to sit side by side with him, which was to lift himself up again.

Who dares to sit side by side with Mr. Shi for a scholar within a radius of hundreds of miles? Who has the chance to sit side by side with him?

Hu Weiyong did not continue speaking, moved the horse stool back and sat down.

On the stage, it has begun.

As a routine of Yuan Zaju, after the opening, the first thing is to come on stage, say a few words and explain the plot. Some scholars who know that the soul of the Chinese girl is already wondering if they will come to this section at the beginning.

"The flowers bloom again, and no one will be young. Don't know how to be rich and happy, and the most valuable thing is that the old man's surname is Li, and his husband's surname is Zhang, and he died in his early years. There was only a girl with the small name Chinese girl, who was 17 years older. The child pointed to a female worker, and he knew everything about food and tea. He was born in the day. The Wang family was born a man, named Wang Wenju. He has grown up in this life. He heard that he was full of articles and had not married yet. The old man had sent books several times. The child said he wanted to visit the old man, so he became a marriage. Next time, the young man would be the first to see the door. If the child came, I would know what to do."

If this is the same paragraph, then there is no new meaning. Isn’t it just a Chinese soul-lost? I changed one word and changed it to a Chinese ghost.

The clinker and the accompaniment began to sound, and a woman wearing a light blue dress and a white gauze flew over from two meters high.

That's right, she just flew over! She just posed in the air in a graceful posture and slowly flew over from the side to the middle of the railing.

This shocked everyone.

The woman had long hair at her waist, and she only used a light blue ribbon to gently tie a strand of hair. The rest floated behind her. The blue dress and white gauze seemed to be a fairy descending to earth.

When she reached the middle, she landed slowly and fell to the center of the railing.

Then, accompanied by the music, the woman's gentle voice began to make sweet singing voices.

"In life, dreams are like a long road; let the wind and frost stay on the face; in the world, how many directions are there for beautiful dreams; find the dreamy love, and the road follows the vastness of people."

What kind of tune is this? Why have I never heard of it? It does not conform to any known tune, but it is more graceful, beautiful and soft.

Lord Li and others in the center had their eyes straightened. He was a fan of zaju and loved this kind of art. However, today's opening was unique and completely immersed him in this song.

Others also looked infatuated.

This is a fairy! The fairy descends to earth!

After singing the four-fold, Lan Yuhan was not distracted. She didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she stood in that special place. Looking around, she felt very satisfied.

The eyes of those people told her that this performance would be a very successful one.

"It's gone, why did the fairy go down?" At this time, a scholar couldn't help but say.

I saw the fairy in green on the stage slowly falling into the stage from the center of the stage.

The people below just saw the fairy in green and disappeared, and the officials sitting on the high place saw clearly that it was a board under the performer's feet that was moving, and it was falling constantly, so the performer slowly hid under the railing.

"Not bad, not bad." Lord Li exclaimed.

This opening is unique, grand, mysterious and wonderful. With this one alone, Yanyu Tower has become a topic of discussion in the entire Yangzhou City later.

For Chen Feng, this is too common. Watching a TV series doesn’t mean you have to get an opening song, it’s just an opening song.

First, Lan Yuhan came on stage, and the most visually sensational air entry was entered, singing the classic Chinese ghost story. After singing, and then exiting with a lift platform, the effect was the best.

With such a simple stage special effects, the colorful dress dance in Baihua Tower has completely surpassed the ones in the colorful dress.

Shi Yanduan was also obsessed with it. After living for more than fifty years, he had never heard such a melodious, sad, and emotional song, and the lyrics were full of profound meaning. Especially in the third chapter, he followed in his heart and silently recited, "The road on earth is a happy young man; looking at the sunshine in the rugged world; in the world, how many directions are there for happiness; a trace of wind and rain like a dream, the road follows people in the vastness.

Shi Yanduan became a juren in his early years, but his career was rugged, and these lyrics evoked many memories of him.
Chapter completed!