It was the first time Xiao Xilou appeared on stage as the leading role, and he sang about the drunkenness of the concubine that he was best at, but there was an accident in the performance that day. \ Originally, everything was fine in the previous singing, but when it was in the middle of the song, Xiao Xilou suddenly felt that his head began to dizzy, and his voice began to tighten, Xiao Xilou was startled, hoping to sing this paragraph.
But the more Xiao Xilou wanted to sing, the worse he sang, and in the end, his voice broke, and even his lines were out of tune.
This annoyed the audience in the audience, the audience was all experts in listening to Peking Opera, and they couldn't hear that Xiao Xilou was out of tune, and they shouted that they wanted to refund the tickets, and even more, they jumped directly on the stage, pointed to Xiao Xilou's nose and scolded.
"What kind of bullshit are you singing, it's neither yin nor yang, it's just an insult to Peking Opera just like you."
One person scolded Xiaoxilou, and countless people in the audience echoed the voice, pointing to Xiaoxilou's nose and scolding: "Even if you are a good person, you are also worthy of singing Tsing Yi, you should go back to school and study for a few years." ” "Yes, yes, a drunken concubine singing like a concubine going to the grave, you are enough, sb."
"Hey, I know this kid, this kid used to play tricks in the Rongdemen Grand Theater."
"Running tricks, running tricks still want to sing Tsing Yi, it's a joke, you sissy better go back, run tricks."
"Yes, yes, it's a dead deal, refund the ticket."
The audience was excited, but Xiao Xilou could only make amends one by one, but no one paid attention to him, and even threw the ticket directly on Xiao Xilou's face, and then walked away.
Xiao Xilou looked at the people who were far away, and stayed with tears in his eyes.
The theater owner Hu Derong saw that Xiao Xilou's performance was smashed, but he didn't blame Xiao Xilou, but patted Xiao Xilou's shoulder and said: "It's okay, tomorrow will still be your single show, and the noble lady will be drunk as usual." ” After the theater owner said this, Xiao Xilou was even more reluctant to go, and could only secretly swear in his heart that he would never drop the chain tomorrow, and he must sing this play well.
The next day, the theater still sold tickets for the drunken concubine, but on the first day, someone who watched the theater actually bought tickets again, entered the theater, and when they saw that it was Xiaoxilou and sang again, they suddenly made a fuss one by one, shouting for substitution, otherwise they wouldn't watch it.
The owner of the theater, Hu Derong, really praised Xiaoxi Lou, and even cut the ticket price by half for Xiaoxi Lou, and everyone finally stopped making trouble.
This time, Xiao Xilou sang again, and began to sing clearly, but the audience didn't say anything.
But when Xiao Xilou was halfway through singing, his head began to dizzy again, his voice began to split, and he sang out of tune again.
This time it really angered the audience below, and one by one the angry audience began to frantically throw eggs and fruits on the stage, and even put the teacups on the stage with some excitement.
Throwing things doesn't relieve hatred, and the angry audience scolds Xiao Xilou for more than an hour, during which sissy, dead pervert, and words like sb are endless.
Xiao Xilou collapsed, sat on the stage and cried, but his crying was not forgiven by the audience, but scolded even more fiercely.
Some viewers even said: "If you dare to sing in the future, if you sing once, I will buy a ticket, and I will scold you once if I buy a ticket." ” The rest of the audience heard this and shouted angrily one by one: "Get out of the Peking Opera world, get out of the Peking Opera world." ” Xiao Xilou could only sit on the ground and cry bitterly when he heard this, but there was nothing he could do, and the audience scolded Xiao Xilou for a long time, and began to withdraw from the theater one after another.
When everyone was almost gone, the theater owner Hu Derong came to Xiaoxilou again and said, "The concubine who will sell you tomorrow is drunk, you sing it for me." ” "Boss, I, I don't want to sing anymore" Xiao Xilou was beaten listlessly, hung his head, and said aggrievedly.
Hu Derong heard this, glanced at Xiao Xilou and said, "Don't you want to prove yourself, in fact, you can sing the concubine drunk." ” Xiao Xilou couldn't cry when he heard this: "I, I don't know what's going on, I don't know why I smashed, I don't know."
Xiao Xilou vented, Hu Derong looked back at Xiao Xilou and said: "Tomorrow you continue to sing the drunken concubine, this is your last chance, if you can't sing well tomorrow, then you give up Peking Opera, because if I don't use you, the whole province and even the whole country will no longer use you, and you can only be a trickster for the rest of your life." ” After Hu Derong said this, he squatted down and looked at Xiao Xilou and said, "Come on, I believe you can." “ After saying this, Hu Derong left again, leaving only Xiao Xilou alone, Xiao Xilou gritted his teeth and returned to his residence, not sleeping well all night.
On the third day, the theater still hung a poster of Xiaoxilou, and what I bought was still the scene of the drunken concubine.
Xiaoxilou hung for three days in a row, which can attract people who like Peking Opera, those who have heard Xiaoxilou sing Peking Opera gritted their teeth, and even said ruthlessly: "If he dares to sing wrong, he must be taught a lesson." ” At the beginning of the performance, Xiaoxilou paid special attention today, and went to the hospital for an examination during the day, for fear that something would go wrong, but fortunately, the hospital issued an inspection report, and Xiaoxilou was all healthy.
At the beginning of the play, Xiao Xilou stood on the stage and began to sing, and the audience stared at Xiao Xilou fiercely one by one, which invisibly gave Xiao Xilou great pressure.
But fortunately, Xiao Xilou's basic skills are solid, and he sang steadily in the first half, and he couldn't find anything wrong, but when Xiao Xilou sang the second half, Xiao Xilou felt dizzy again, his voice was astringent, and his voice began to fork.
"It's over" Xiao Xilou secretly exclaimed in his heart, and sure enough, the next moment Xiao Xilou went out of tune again.
This is really a hornet's nest, the audience completely exploded, and then saw a strong man rushing onto the stage with an arrow, knocking Xiao Xilou down with a punch, followed by a burst of punches and kicks, and other audiences also surrounded him. was beaten violently, and Xiao Xilou's nose and face were swollen, and finally everyone in the angry audience spat on Xiao Xilou's body.
"Phew, slut, it's just a waste of Peking Opera."
"Grass, if you sing it once, you have to sing it three times in a row, and every time it's so rubbish, this guy is just a waste."
"Mom sells batches, and wastes another hundred yuan."
"Why don't you die when this sb sings like this."
"Yes, you go to death trash, dead pervert, just like you garbage and sing Tsing Yi, sb."
The audience spat on Xiao Xilou's face, Xiao Xilou's face was mixed with tears and saliva, the whole face was spent, and the originally beautiful costumes were full of shoe prints, and the whole person was extremely miserable.
"Gone, gone, mom sells batches, if the Yinquan Theater dares to let Xiaoxilou sing again, Lao Tzu will never come again."
"Grass, I'm not coming either, a good Tsing Yi sings like this, if it's me, I'll die."
"Die, hahaha, even his waste dares to die, ha, it's funny."
The audience laughed and walked out of the theater, but Xiao Xilou looked at the audience's back and muttered: "Is it dead":