"I know, you're not a rabbit. ”Led her out of the crowd and stood beside the chairpost behind the few people, seeing her in surprise, Wei Rong said, "When I looked through your wallet that day, I happened to see your ID card." ”"You" "Rest assured. ”Wei Rong whispered, "Your ID photo is not ugly." ”"She wasn't bothering this creep at all, and she didn't have the heart to think about it anymore," Miss Liang looked around, but found no trace of her.Wei Rong looked at the stage, but he asked, "Do you know how to sing?"
”"I won't.""
I knew you wouldn't."
This man was sure he wasn't here to play on her frowning."
Have you ever heard of the play?"
asked Wei Rong again."
When I was a child, my grandfather took me to listen to a few shows, he loved to listen to dramas, I was average."
Creeping said truthfully."
It's okay, it's not that I don't know anything."
He was pleased, "Listen well, look carefully." ”Mansheng watched the new props put on the stage, and immediately staged another play.Although I haven't seen Miss Liang, and I don't know what his intentions are, I can only listen to the play first.The curtain on the stage was lowered, and a burst of singing sounded faintly in my ears, and another scene began.I saw eight maids on the stage following a beautiful lady up, her face was as bright as a peach, but her expression was sad, she was singing, "Since I, with the king's expedition to the east and west, suffering from wind and frost and toil, year after year.Hate only hated the unprincipled Qin to ruin the lives of the people, and only caused the people to suffer. ”"I know which one this is," Wei Rong asked in a whisper in his ear.Although he doesn't understand the opera, he also knows this very famous play, "Farewell My Concubine." ”"Looks like you've heard of it."
Wei Rong smiled, and the two continued to listen to the play.At this moment, Yu Ji on the stage told the king of Shangxiang, and the two of them told their hearts, but it was common for soldiers to win or lose since ancient times.The picture turned scene by scene, and the lyrics were also repeated again and again, only to hear the embattled coming, Liu Bang was approaching.The singers are too attentive, and the rich and mellow emotions will sing the pain of the war to the touching.On the stage, King Xiang wanted to take down the sword to stop Yu Ji, but Yu Ji had already swung the sword.The audience listened carefully, and Yu Ji shouted and applauded after drawing her sword and killing herself.The words of the song continue to echo in my ears, the Han soldiers have swept the ground, the singing sound on all sides, the king is exhausted, the concubine is talking about life, and the heart is agitated, such a love between the king and my death, although it is only a story, it will still be shocking and melancholy."
How" Wei Rong looked at her sideways, and saw her looking at the stage infatuatedly."
Good.""
Xiang Yu, it's still Yu Ji" "It's all good, but I prefer Yu Ji." ”"The reason" is that they are all women, so of course they have to support it. ”"It's blind."
Wei Rong raised his eyebrows, and he proposed, "In that case, it is better to go backstage and offer a bouquet of flowers." ”There are flowers sold in the courtyard of the teahouse, and it costs money to reward and send flowers to visitors, which is also one of the doorways for the teahouse to do business."
Pick a bunch."
Wei Rong said.Mansheng was a little dazed, "I don't know which flower to choose." ”"It's better to send a lily."
Wei Rong proposed, "Fresh and elegant." ”It's okay for Mansheng to think about it, she nodded and was about to take the money, but Wei Rong had already taken the money and handed it to the flower girl, "Please tie it beautifully." ”The girl looked up and saw his appearance, her cheeks were red, and she took the money in a daze, "Okay, it must be the most beautiful" "I have the money." ”Creep hurriedly reminded."
When a woman is with a man, don't be in a hurry to pay the bill, so that the man has the opportunity to show affection."
He lowered his eyes slowly, and replied slowly, "Such a woman is more cute, have you learned?"
He was in the sea of flowers, the linen white sweater was even softer, and suddenly he smiled that he was more delicate than flowers, and he thought to himself: No wonder the girl who sold flowers blushed.Seeing that she was silent, he gently rubbed her hair as if rewarding, "Well, that's good." ”