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Chapter 376

The plot on the stage affects the minds of every audience.

The seven fairies are sweet and they are sweet, the seven fairies are happy and they are happy, the seven fairies are sad and they are sad, the seven fairies are sad and they are sad together, the seven fairies want to part with Dong Yong...

The stage finally sang the part that Jiang Bing knew well.

"The birds on the tree are in pairs." This was Feng Ling's voice.

The audience in the audience smiled knowingly.

"Green waters and green mountains bring a smile." This is the voice of Feng Qinghua, who plays Dong Yong.

Mr. Yang in the box on the second floor frowned.

"Is this Dong Yong worthy of Seven Fairies?"

"Pick a flower at random." Feng Ling's voice sounded again.

"It's too sweet, what a loving couple, this queen mother wants to break up, so cruel!" Jiang Bing twisted the napkin in his hand like a veil, and the paper was scratched to pieces, with a worried expression on his face.

This is the wish that the seven fairies and their lovers will eventually get married.

The audience in the audience are basically of these two types, either they think Dong Yong is the only one that my little fairy can fall in love with, or they think that my little fairy likes it and just like it, Dong Yong is not as good at singing as my little fairy except for his looks. Fortunately, there is no sense of existence, and there are not too many shortcomings.

You see, he at least knew that there was some merit in wiping the stones with his own sleeve before the Seven Fairies sat down.

No matter what the audience off the stage thinks, the development of the play cannot be changed.

From the moment the most famous and popular line, the birds in the trees are sung in pairs, it means that the play has sung its last act.

As the plot turns from joy to sorrow step by step, the mood of the audience also becomes sad.Everyone watched Seven Fairies and Dong Yong express their hearts to each other on the stage. Feng Ling's voice was melodious and shrill, and every sentence was full of reluctance and affection. Although there was no tear in his eyes, there seemed to be tears everywhere on his face.

"The time has come, seven fairies, please come back to the heaven with me!" Diao Weiya, a passer-by who was hanging in the air and wearing the costume of a soldier in the heaven, said in a straight voice.

"Boom." A huge thunderclap frightened the audience in the audience.

"Dong Lang!" The seven fairies held Dong Yong's hand reluctantly, refusing to let go.

"Boom!" There was another thunder.

The Seven Fairies could only turn their heads three times at a time, step on the ground helplessly, step into the sky, and fly towards the sky with the wire hanging as lightly and gracefully as Chang'e flying to the moon.

Dong Yong was heartbroken to the end and fell into a coma.

"Dong Lang!" Seventh Fairy had already left the stage, but her mournful voice still echoed on the stage.

The audience were all staring at the corner of the stage where the Seventh Fairy had just disappeared. Even if the Seventh Fairy had already flown away, everyone was not very willing to cast their eyes on Dong Yong who was lying unconscious on the ground.

On the second floor, in Act 6, Mr. Yang scolded Dong Yong from beginning to end, as much as he hated him. He stared blankly at the empty stage without saying a word.

Grandma Xu sat at the small table, quietly took out the handkerchief she carried with her from her pocket, and silently wiped her tears.

Accompanied by the music, the Seven Fairies, who left because of the flying into the sky, returned within a limited time, sang a song of admiration and reluctance for Dong Yong, and left again.After the Seventh Fairy really left, Dong Yong woke up quietly, looked at what the Seventh Fairy had left for him, and sang the last verse.

The end of the play.

"The Queen Mother is so cruel!" Jiang Bing ate melon seeds with a look of resentment and revenge, as if the three plates of melon seeds on the table were the incarnation of the Queen Mother who beat mandarin ducks. It was because of Seven Fairies and Dong Yong.

"The last part where the seven fairies rise from the air is amazing. It's like a real fairy is about to go to heaven. When did the seven fairies wear Wia?" Qiao Huifang's focus is completely different.

"It seems to be the section that goes around behind the background of the big tree in the middle. The rope of Wia is very thin, and you may not be able to see it if you sit behind you and look carefully." Jiang Xiaoliang said, "What if there is an accident with such a thin rope? "

Jiang Qi said how could there be an accident?This is Wang Xinghua's home court, so if something goes wrong, Wang Xinghua, the half-ghost king, don't want to be the ghost king.

But just now Qiao Huifang really noticed the important point. According to Jiang Qi's knowledge, the most hard work of Feng Lingxia in this play of Tianxian matching is the last part of stepping into the air.

Jiang Cha's movement guide, Wang Xinghua Weiya's assistance, Feng Ling practiced day and night for several days, and finally he became what he is now like a real fairy flying in the air.

Just as they were talking, all the actors of "The Match of the Immortals" came to the stage to call a curtain call.

The whole theater burst into thunderous applause, and there was an endless stream of applause.

Amidst the praises one after another, Jiang Qi heard a very high-spirited and loud "Okay" from the second floor with a slightly hoarse voice.

Following the sound, Mr. Yang was applauding the stage excitedly, half of his body was almost leaning out of the window with excitement.

"thank you all."

Different from the final ending of "The Legend of the Emperor", Feng Ling was quite envious at the curtain call this time. She smiled sweetly and bowed several times.

However, Feng Ling's reaction was relatively restrained compared to the other actors. Several actors in Jiang Qi's stand looked like they were about to cry.

Especially Feng Qinghua, although everyone didn't pay much attention to Dong Yong when he acted, but Dong Yong is the hero of "The Match of the Immortal" after all, completely different from the eunuch in "The Legend of the Emperor".

After the performance of "The Legend of the Emperor", everyone probably only remembers the face of the emperor's daughter, and after the performance of "The Match of the Immortals", everyone may remember Dong Yong's face.

In the private room on the 2nd floor, Mr. Yang, who had been clapping for 5 minutes and was still a little unsatisfied, just wanted to find someone to discuss the scene just now. When he turned his head, he found that Grandma Xu behind him had red eyes.

"Oh, Xiao Xu, you're still crying!" Mr. Yang's loud voice attracted everyone's attention, even the box next door heard it.

"What?! Did Xiao Xu cry? My God, this is a new thing. The last time Xiao Xu cried while watching a movie was 30 years ago." A loud voice that did not belong to Mr. Yang exclaimed from the next door.

Grandma Xu glared at Old Man Yang angrily: "Look what's wrong with crying, the little girl is good at acting."

"Indeed." Old Master Cheng nodded in agreement, "It's still Nangong who will find a place, who would have thought that there would be such a powerful little girl in the amusement park."

Mr. Chen didn't even have the nerve to say that he didn't drink much tea during the whole process of watching the play, the cup of tea was cold in his hand and he forgot to drink it.

"I told you that Fang won't cheat us!" Grandma Zhang glanced at Old Man Yang proudly, then turned to ask Nangong Fang how she found this good place, and found that Nangong Fang was packing things in a hurry.

"Fang, are you in such a hurry to leave?" Grandma Zhang got up quickly.

"If you don't leave Little Bailing, you will go backstage." Nangong Fang pointed to Feng Ling who took a group photo with several audience members on the stage, and took out a few leaflets that were carefully folded and put in the bag this afternoon. I count on Little Bailing to sign for me!"

At this moment, the old lady who had already left the box next door ran back, stood excitedly at the door and shouted: "Don't dawdle, everyone, get down quickly, someone at the door will distribute the same style of fan as Seven Fairies!"

As soon as Grandma Zhang's eyes lit up, she ran away, which is said to be in good health.

"Old Zhang, help me get one!" Nangong Fang shouted eagerly as she descended the stairs near the stage.

"okay!"

The fans distributed at the gate were also prepared by Wang Xinghua in advance, because today's theater tickets are sold on the spot and cannot be booked in advance, and no one knows how well today's tickets will sell before the actual sale.

The fans of the Seven Fairies were ordered by a custom-made clothing manufacturer by the way. The price is quite cheap, and they belong to the periphery of the theater in the future. When ordering, they ordered 5000 fans at a time.

After the show ended, many young people who bought VIP seats took advantage of their proximity to the stage and went directly to the side of the stage to take a group photo with Feng Ling, who was still in costume.

After Feng Ling became a red horn back then, due to the reasons of the times, no one experienced being asked by fans to take a photo and ask for an autograph, but was simply thrown gold, silver and jewelry by fanatical fans.

In the physical sense, gold bracelets and pearl necklaces are thrown directly onto the stage.At that time, the stage where Feng Ling sang operas was small, and there were masters playing musical instruments on both sides. Some fans might throw things at their heads, and the masters who played musical instruments were the hardest hit areas.

Especially the rich guests in the box on the second floor.

Ordinary guests may throw some copper coins when they smash things, and the guests in the boxes throw whatever they see, gold bracelets, silver hairpins, oceans, necklaces, and throw them randomly.It is not uncommon for an actor to throw something on the stage after leaving the stage, only to hit the erhu master.

When Feng Ling was at its hottest, the master who played the erhu had to be paid several times a day, which was painful but also happy, because everyone on the reward platform had a share, but the supporting actors didn't get much.

Because Feng Ling only had the experience of being stopped by fans to hand over money before, and had no experience of being stopped by fans to take pictures, he thought it was very fresh, so he was a step slower when he left the stage, and he was really stopped, so he simply got off the stage to take a photo with everyone.

Seeing that Feng Ling was stopped, the other actors stayed together, fearing that Feng Ling would be injured due to his young age and inexperience.

Seeing that it is really possible to take pictures, the people who were going to leave did not leave, and started queuing up to take pictures.

Seeing this, Wang Xinghua was also afraid of any accidents. After all, the quality of tourists belongs to the quality of tourists, and accidents belong to accidents. As long as there are enough people, no matter how high the quality is, accidents may happen, so she asked people to distribute fans around the door.

You deserve to have the fan of the same style as the Seven Fairies.

Quantities are limited, first come first served.

You can only choose one of taking pictures and fans.

The people in the back line felt that it was probably not their turn to take pictures, so they dispersed and rushed to the door to grab fans. A small crisis was successfully resolved by Wang Xinghua.

When Nangongfang ran from the second floor to the edge of the stage with her old legs, almost all the people around to take pictures were gone, and Feng Ling also turned to go backstage, so anxious that Nangongfang yelled.

"Little Lark, Little Lark!"

Feng Ling, who hadn't heard such a familiar address for a long time, turned her head suddenly and saw Nangong Fang, the grandma of her troupe's biggest patron.

"Grandma Nangong?" Feng Ling still knew his grandma, the gold master.

Feng Ling looked to the side, and the last fan who took the photo had already been persuaded away by the members of the troupe who were not on stage, and now the entire first floor except Nangong Fang was his own, so he no longer hesitated: "Do you want to take a photo together?"

"No photo, I'm already old, unlike their young people who like to take photos together." Nangong Fang waved his hand and handed the leaflet to Feng Ling, "I just want you to sign some names for me, Little Bailing."

As she said that, Nangong Fang took out a pen from her bag, and she was quite well prepared.

Feng Ling looked at the flyer, thought for a while, and simply wrote the most famous line of "The Match of the Immortals" on it, signed by Feng Ling.

Feng Ling's signature and this flyer with a small portrait of Feng Ling painted by Wang Xinghua are actually more like the surrounding area than the fan handed out at the door just now.

Super limited edition peripherals.

Feng Ling handed back the signed leaflets to Nangong Fang. Nangong Fang carefully folded them up and put them in her bag. When she looked up, she saw Feng Qinghua looking at her eagerly, with a look of why she only asked for the heroine's signature and not me. Anyway, I'm also playing Dong Yong.

Nan Gongfang hesitated for a moment, thinking that although you, Dong Yong, did not perform well, at least you would not fail, and did not hold Feng Ling back, so she handed Feng Qinghua a few leaflets.

"Do you want Dong Yong to sign for me, an old lady?"

"Okay!" Feng Qinghua smiled brightly, took the pen and began to sign seriously.

Feng Ling smiled and said: "Grandma Nangong, I heard that you called a large number of theater friends to help me join in the show today. Thank you so much."

"Not much, not much." Nangong Fang said cheerfully.

"Today, your performance in "The Match of the Immortals" was so wonderful, it wiped away tears from my old sister who has never seen a movie for 30 years. Wait for them to go back and make such a publicity, and there will be more in the future!"

"By the way, Xiao Bailing, how long will you sing "The Match of the Immortals"? When will the new play be changed? I can also arrange the time accordingly. I may not be able to stay here for a long time next month." Nangong Fang began to inquire about the theater. arrange.

"This depends on the audience's response. If the audience's response is good, we may continue to perform for more than a month before changing the show. Don't worry, you have booked three boxes upstairs. If you are not here for the show change, we will contact you in advance. Your."

"That's good." Nangong Fang smiled and nodded, then nodded to the other actors, "Then I won't bother you, you should go back to rest early after working hard tonight. Remember to apply a hot towel before going to bed, Sleep soundly, I have a prescription for raising your throat, I will copy it and bring it to you tomorrow."

"Thank you Grandma Nangong." All the actors said in unison.

Nangong Fang left the theater with small steps, and happily shared with her friends the super limited edition merchandise she got.

The opera actors who were tired all night went backstage to change their clothes and remove their makeup. Jiang Qi and Wang Xinghua also followed to the dressing room.

Obviously most of the opera actors are in their 30s, but when they returned backstage, they looked like young people who were well received for their first appearance, excitedly talking about the audience's reaction just now.

Judging by their posture, even if Jiang Qi gave them a monthly salary of [-], they would be willing to have such a performance every day.

"It's really like being beaten with chicken blood." Jiang Qi leaned against the door and looked at the actors in the dressing room with a smile, "Why didn't I see them so excited after the big play yesterday?"

"Can it be the same?" Wang Xinghua looked like you didn't understand, "Yesterday's was free, but today I paid for it."

"The nature is different. How many opera actors have pursued the full house like today in their lifetime."

"However, it's dangerous for Feng Ling to come down from the stage to take pictures with everyone today, so go back and tell her." Jiang Qi warned.

"I know." Wang Xinghua nodded.

"Surroundings have to start selling?"

"Starting tomorrow." Wang Xinghua counted with her fingers, "The fan, headgear, and the same style of clothing will all be on the shelves in Taiping Town tomorrow. The share is the same as before, and the surrounding actors corresponding to the role get 2%, but I guess it will sell." The best ones are definitely those of the Seven Fairies, and the others are just for sale.”

"I don't know if tomorrow's tickets will sell well." Jiang Qi began to worry about tomorrow's tickets again.

"Wow, are you still worried about the effect today?" Wang Xinghua asked whether she understood drama or not.

"I only heard that the ticket sales are getting better and better, and the show is getting more and more popular. I have never heard of a dark horse winning the house on the first day, and then getting worse and worse."

"Just wait and see, we're going to have a big star in the amusement park." Wang Xinghua pointed to Feng Ling who was taking off her makeup, and then pointed to herself, "I've already agreed with Feng Ling, I'm her manager, and 15%."

"Special offer for three days of opening, then sell the fare for another four days, and then increase the price of VIP tickets and boxes depending on the situation. Wow, Grandma Nangong booked three boxes for a month, and she made money!"

"However, the sales of tea and snacks tonight are really bad. We need to increase the switching time of each game, and add a 20-minute break in the middle to make it easier for everyone to go to the toilet and eat. This way, tea and snacks should be able to It's easier to sell."

Jiang Qi: ...

Your abacus is quite loud.

But Jiang Qi believed that Wang Xinghua could be Feng Ling's agent for some reason.

This ghost is all about money. If she can't make money, who can make money?
(End of this chapter)