Pastoral Trifles: The Poor Girl Turns Over

Chapter 336 Su Zhen Watching a Theater 5
Zixia also shed tears, and patted Xiao Linzi's shoulder with her hand, as if to encourage him. Boss Cheng shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone. I won't leave you alone until I arrange you to go." I will leave only if I have the troupe!"

"Master, we don't want to go to another troupe. Woohoo, Master, we will definitely get better!" Xiao Linzi was reluctant to leave Boss Cheng, sobbing, his smiling face was full of tears.

Song Fanhua lowered his eyes, thinking of a way in his mind, Boss Cheng is short of money, but his own money is not rich,
What's more, the money that his troupe lacks is not a little bit, and he is really powerless.

Cheng Huan was also worried in his heart, looked up at Song Fanhua's frown, and wanted to find out the answer, but he couldn't think of a good way for a while.

Cheng Huan raised his head and smiled at Boss Cheng: "Then you guys can perform first, you can do anything, but you still have to give the money, it's a little bit of our kindness!"

　 Speaking of taking out 500 Wen from his pocket and putting it on the table, Boss Cheng hurriedly said: "It's really unnecessary!"

"Yeah, it doesn't take so much!" Xiao Linzi said simply, his big eyes blinked twice, and another tear burst out.

"Then what food do you have here, bring us some, we can eat something while watching the show!" Cheng Huan said with a smile, she liked this when she went to see cross talk in her previous life.

Zixia froze for a moment, then said: "Is it only okay to fry peanuts?"

Cheng Huan nodded hurriedly, and Zixia turned around and ran backstage to get busy.

Boss Cheng looked at Cheng Huan and Song Fanhua with deep eyes. He was very grateful that someone was with them at the last moment. No words could describe his mood at this moment. He lowered his head and pursed his lips and nodded vigorously. , turned around and went backstage to get ready.

After a while, Xiao Linzi brought two plates of peanuts and put them on the table. Two players who played and sang came out from the high platform, and sat down on the left side of the high platform, and then heard pleasant voices.

One plays the erhu and the other beats the gongs and drums.

Soon, the backstage curtain was lifted again, and a burly man with a red face came out, wearing a purple five-fujia suit, striding in all directions, swaying a few steps, "The waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead..."

Song Fanhua looked at the red-faced man, turned to Cheng Huan and said, "Guess who this man is?!"

Cheng Huan shook her head, she had never studied drama, and she didn't know what the rules were in ancient times, but she remembered that some people turned their faces into red faces, while others turned into black faces, and Baogong was a typical black face.

Isn't it because Baogong's face is black, so he has a black face!
Cheng Huan looked at Song Fanhua puzzled, and Song Fanhua smiled slightly: "The colors on this face do represent some meanings. The red face represents loyalty and bravery; the black face represents fierce wisdom; the blue face and green face represent reckless heroes; Face and white face represent evil and evil; golden face and silver face represent gods and demons."

"So there is such a saying!" Cheng Huan exclaimed, and smiled at Song Fanhua: "Brother Fanhua, you know a lot!"

"It's just written in the book, it's nothing!" Song Fanhua looked at the stage modestly, and seeing how many people were able to speak, it was obvious that the leader was a prince with a long beard, and the others were guards .

"This play is about a love story between a general protecting the country and a princess. The princess should come out after a while!"

(End of this chapter)