The audience under the stage made me laugh

Chapter 11

In the blink of an eye, it was night, and it was the beginning of the game.On the way, Chai Shengping also came to ask Ransi twice if there was anything missing, and Ransi told him no.

The last show was a violin played by a foreigner. After the performance, the following group of applause and applause were deafening.After several scenes of artistic edification, I finally waited for the Chinese people's own traditions.

Today I sang a Beijing opera featuring clowns, the name is "Sanchakou". I have listened to this book for at least a hundred times since I was a child, and the performance is natural and smooth.Ever since, there was an endless stream of laughing "hahaha" and shrugging shoulders everywhere, which made Young Master Ranunculus very satisfied.

At noon on the way, the blushing smiles also amused Ranunculus.Simply put, he put on ten catties of white | powder, and acted ugly. Now that he smiles, it is brighter and more funny, and no one would have expected that Ransi is also laughing at them for fun.

Look, that's a successful performance.The people in the audience were laughing with tears in their eyes; the people on the stage were also happy and confused.You said that the gentleman who plays the violin is a group of people who are obviously distracted in their hearts, but they still pretend to be deeply involved on the surface, and my mother is tired of seeing it.He's different --- he's fun and exciting.

Young Master Ranunculus complained in his heart, bowed and was about to step down------

"The famous actor Ranunculus sings so well!" Someone grinned and bared their teeth and claws.

Ransi followed the voice and looked over: ah, I don't know you.

The little son's hair was oiled, and the resplendent crystal chandelier illuminated the top of his head.The skin is white and rosy, just like a girl doll.He put on a small casual suit, and his trousers were tightened, which strangled his legs like two bamboo sticks.

Dressed to look like a dog, Ransi thought in his heart that he should be a pampered master, and he should not be offended if he can't afford it, so he blushed and said with a smile: "Thank you, young master, for your love." !"

The other party shook his head, stepped on the ranunculus four words and quickly answered, smiling innocently and happily: "You really misunderstood, I haven't finished yet. Not only do you sing well, but you are also beautiful, no wonder you can Re-entering Wu Nenghuai, going to Libaotai again hahahaha..."

Ranunculus's expression remained unchanged, and he also laughed blindly with the young man whose flowers were trembling: "The little opera man is only ordinary in appearance, and if he goes to the Libao Terrace, he is only favored by Angkor. He is the one who takes pity on me. Please don't, young man." Make fun of me."

The young master looked at him for a while, but didn't continue talking, and Yun Si couldn't leave for a while.At this moment, there are a few good darlings who relieved him of his embarrassment and let him live like an ant in a frying pan------

"Mr. Ranunculus, we've all heard about it. I'm afraid you don't know that your fame is far and wide, and my younger brother threatened to hire you a few days ago. Would you like to consider it? The price is negotiable Let's go!"

Ranunculus Four: "No, the little theater man has no flesh on his body, and he can put people in his arms. He can only cover his quilt and stare wide-eyed. It's just throwing silver dollars into the water. Don't waste money. The boy just You don't sell your body if you sell your art!"

Another example: "Young Master Ranunculus's "Yutang Spring" is really good! I watched a lot of editions for this, and then I figured out the details ------"

"Miss has good eyesight and good knowledge of people!"

"Hey don't, I'm too embarrassed to say what you said..."

"If you don't tell me, I'll say it for you," he intervened again, and the place became chaotic, with all kinds of tongues intertwined with each other. The clearest voice was the brash man who interrupted, "Then "Yutangchun" is well sung, and Su San is also an actor. It's a pity that it's a three-pointer, ah------" He stretched the tone, causing everyone to look forward to it, "She's a whore!"

The following was full of laughter again.Mr. Ranunculus is very gregarious, and his smile never fades together, and he is not at all out of tune with him.He didn't speak, listening to them continue to mock him as a joke.

"Mr. Ranunculus loves music to the point of obsession. Since he is a bitch in singing, why not try this ecstasy for himself? Maybe this person will be able to sing more vividly, and his opera skills will become more refined. !"

Ransi squinted his eyes with a smile, and looked at the blushing monster through ten catties. The hideous posture became clearer in his narrowed vision. He warmed his throat and said, "I'm really sorry, I'm sorry. I said it, I just said it --- I don't sell my body, "You, your ears are really deaf, "I don't want to spoil everyone's interest. The little theater man has completed his task today, so he will leave first , you wait and enjoy, goodbye."

He stepped off the stage without looking back.The windows of the theater were opened very high, and because it was night, there was only a small gap in the stained glass, and the theater was very warm.Ranunculus's chest was cold, as if a hole had been punched in a piece of paper, cut by the wind through the chest.

It seems that the heart has been cut open, without the birthplace of emotions.In addition to being calm, there was a bit of confusion --- he was thinking, he should be happy at the moment.You see, after his performance in this play, he will have a lot of money that he can spend openly, and he should be happy that he has so many noble young masters and ladies who love to watch him act.

What they said would not affect him in the slightest.He can filter out what he doesn't like, pick out what he likes, and seek a satisfactory result without any process, so he can live happily and easily.

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Ranunculus doesn't plan to stay for long.Chai Shengping's theater is a treasure trove of geomantic omen for himself, but Yu Yunsi is full of smog and ghosts crying and howling—maybe he is in conflict with this place, and he is guilty.But this time it's not too bad, it didn't make too much noise.

He and Chai Shengping chatted and said goodbye.Carrying a bag of not-so-rich luggage and big bills converted into bank notes, he walked towards the small gate.He straightened his spine, but his eyes were fixed on the ground as far as he could see.

Until a pair of...leather shoes appeared in sight.

Ransi felt pain in his cheeks, and even had a vague illusion of soreness in the back of his teeth.

He gave a not-so-friendly smile to the son-in-law who indirectly made him a pauper: "Hello, Young Master Qu, may I help you with anything?"

"No." Qu Qi has changed from gold-rimmed glasses to dark gray-rimmed glasses at some point, which makes him look more and more like a beast in clothes.Ranunculus thought so in his heart.

Ransi asked politely: "So, can you make way? I have to go out."

Qu Qi glanced at him, then took a step back in aloofness: "...Sorry."

"Thank you." Ranunculus took four big strides, and an annoying voice came from behind him.

"Mr. Ranunculus, do you have any prejudice against me?" Young Master Qu still couldn't forget Mr. Ranunculus' mocking smile half a year ago.

"No," Ransi took a deep breath and turned around, looked into Qu Qi's eyes, and repeated again, "No."

"You have mocked me twice," Young Master Qu slowly lowered his glasses, expressing his seriousness at the moment with his romantic and affectionate eyes, "once at the homecoming banquet half a year ago, and once again at about 60 seconds Now." He took off his expensive high-end watch, and motioned to Ransi to confirm the time.

Ransi suddenly felt that there was blood in his chest, and he didn't know whether to vomit or not.

He twitched the corners of his mouth, with a hint of helplessness in it, as if he was arguing with a kid who was grabbing candy from you: "Please, Young Master Qu, I didn't even say a word to you half a year ago, let alone I mentioned the matter of face-to-face ridicule. You must have remembered it wrong. And just now, I didn’t mean to mock you, I just..." Ransi suddenly wanted to cry without tears, he Recalling the advice Boss Chai and Silly Belle Belle once gave him, "When I talk to people, I tend to be domineering. I despise them."

Qu Qi looked at him thoughtfully, but didn't say anything, but Yun Si obviously felt that his attitude towards him had slowed down.

Stranger, Ping'er is really a lot more used to people, isn't he?I've had enough of staring at the moon, and I can't afford to look down on it at all.

The two didn't communicate much.Mr. Qu was delicate and expensive, so he went back to the venue first.Ranunculus blew the night wind for a while, then lifted his feet and left.

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The evergreen tree still stands and has become the sign of the theater.The leaves of the trees became more and more green and emerald under the dark night, and they were juxtaposed into a well-ordered welcoming avenue, surrounding a cement road that turned into the back of the theater.

Now the guests are basically gathered together, almost arrived.It was the time of jubilation, and the parking lot should not have many cars coming in and out.

Ransi walked through the small gate, next to the cement road, looked up and saw a black car with no lights on rushing out of the ground, turning out of the theater not far from him.

At night, not only is it not the time to drive, but you should not turn on the lights.Ranunculus disappeared behind the big tree, and he frowned slightly.

After driving a short distance, the cream-colored rear window curtains that had been tightly drawn were suddenly pulled away.Even at a certain distance, Ranunci seemed to be able to hear the dull cry for help from the slapping.

At the birthday party of the young master of the merchant, there was no birthday star for the whole day.Ransi suddenly raised his head, turned quickly and ran towards the theater ---

Regardless of whether he has grudges or not, human life is at stake, so care about his mother!

Shang Er, if it's really you, you'll be safe afterwards, you have to remember to repay your grievances with kindness, and less yin and yang will harm me in the future!