above the point of the knife

Chapter 73 The Messenger "Xiao Xiangning"

Beisandao Street, new stage.

The backstage was very busy. In the first month of the month, singing big plays is a local characteristic of Bingcheng. The major stages are packed with people, and each family presents their best and most festive songs.

And Bingcheng is considered to be the theater nest in the Northeast. There are many people who like to watch operas and listen to them. Imported dramas and operas from abroad.

Daowai is a place where Chinese people get together, and the main performances here are local dramas,

"Xiaorou, Xiaorou, hurry up, you will be on stage in a while, don't let me lose the chain..." Sun Qingkui, the leader of the Ruiqing class, stood in the backstage dressing room, with a cigarette in his mouth, and told him over and over again Actors on stage.

Today's play is very important, not only the audience is large, but also a lot of important characters have come, if the performance fails.

After the Ruiqing class, there will be no way to eat on the ground of Bingcheng.

"Understood, godfather." A young and pretty woman who was putting on makeup in front of the mirror agreed. She is Sun Qingkui's adopted daughter, Jiang Rou, one of the Dan roles in Ruiqing, Tai Zhuzi, and her stage name is Xiao Xiangning.

The repertoires she performed today are "Flower as a Match" and "Qin Xianglian". These two are classic repertoires of Pingju operas. Many people have heard them. Just smashed.

Not only Jiang Rou herself was a little nervous, but the whole troupe was a little nervous.

With a melodious bamboo flute sounded.

Cheerful drumbeats followed.

Well, the auditorium of the big new stage is full of seats, and all the audience are staring at the festive stage that is so fancy.

But I saw a pretty little lady in a blue gauze dress, with a girlish bun, and pink cheeks, walking up to the stage with small steps...

"In spring, the wind blows all things, and the flowers are red and the leaves are green and the grass is green. Peach blossom eyes, apricot blossoms are thick, pear blossoms are lush, and poplar flowers fly all over the city." What, some only have excerpts, only one excerpt.)
it is good!
The voice was as melodious and clear as a yellow oriole, and the whole house was full of applause as soon as he opened his mouth. The actors on the stage stood still, and the moderator Sun Qingkui in the backstage smoked a few cigarettes and grinned.

Next, as long as there are no mistakes and normal performance, today's play will be considered a success.

It will take more than two hours to sing "Flowers and the Match", so the actor's job is actually hard work. Since he didn't have basic skills since he was a child, he really couldn't stick to it, especially his voice.

This is not just singing once, but singing every day.

"Xiaorou, it's a good day. The proprietor said that we would like to invite everyone to dinner tonight to celebrate the success of our premiere." After the performance, Sun Qingkui came backstage and said behind Jiang Rou who was removing her make-up.

"Godfather, I'm tired, so I won't eat." Jiang Rou politely refused.

"You child, we will live on the ground of the ice city in the future. If the owner can agree to let us stay there, then we will not have to worry about food in the future." Sun Qingkui persuaded.

This Sun Qingkui is from Shuangcheng, he can be regarded as a native of Songjiang Province. In the past, he took the opera troupe to travel all over the country, looking for food everywhere, so he has seen a lot. Now that he is old, he just wants to return to his roots.

If he could gain a foothold in the drama nest of Bingcheng, at least he would be able to guarantee his retirement in the future.

So this time I came back and fought desperately for a chance to be on the new stage, which was not easy.

You must know that he is not the only team on the new stage, if you want to become a "bottom bag", you must have the means to make a move, otherwise why would they let you get a share of the pie.

"Godfather, I don't like socializing, you know that, and I have a show tomorrow morning, in case it delays the show..."

The sky is big and the earth is big, and the show is the biggest.

Sun Qingkui also knew that whether he could gain a firm foothold in the new stage depended on himself as a daughter-in-law.

Can't be twisted.

"Okay, don't go to the celebration banquet tonight, rest early and prepare for tomorrow's performance." Sun Qingkui said.

"Thank you godfather." Jiang Rou said gratefully.

Jiang Rou finished removing her make-up, changed her clothes, and told Sun Qingkui that she wanted to return to her residence to rest. It was a big car shop, and the theater troupe had booked a yard with about a dozen rooms.

Most of them share a room for two people, only the corners of the class like her have a separate room.

She used to share a room with other people, but since her performances in Beiping, Tangshan and other places became popular a year ago, she is now eligible to live in a single room, and her salary has changed from a fixed salary to a performance share.

For a character like her, there are only two or three people in the Ruiqing class.

With a dark red round hat, a half-hidden veil, small sheepskin gloves, and a brown cashmere coat, compared with the beauties in ancient costumes on the stage, Jiang Rou at this time has a more modern beauty.

He raised his hand and called for a carriage, which was driven by an old White Russian.

Jiang Rou looked around, and then stepped into the carriage. The carriage started quickly and merged into the rolling traffic.

Artillery Street.

Seeing that it was getting dark, the owner of the "Fu" grocery store was about to close the store. At this time, suddenly a young and beautiful woman walked into the store.

"Boss, are there any candles for sale?"

"Yes, miss, do you want the white one or the red one?" The owner was stunned for a moment, then put down the door panel in his hand and asked.

"The red one is for weddings." The woman smiled slightly.

"Yes, how much do you want?" The shopkeeper smiled, with a hint of kindness and excitement in his eyes.

"Give me three pairs, one with rushes and one with no cotton wicks."

"it is good."

The woman took out a banknote from her pocket and handed it over. The shopkeeper saw that it was half a five-yuan ruble, and immediately understood it, and quickly put it away on the cuff: "Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."

After the shopkeeper went in, he came out not long after: "Comrade Messenger, Comrade Poporov has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hmm." The woman nodded and followed the shopkeeper into the grocery store.

"Comrade Jiang Rou, long time no see." The woman walked into a reception room, and the person waiting for her was Poporov, the director of the Certificate Department of the Soviet Russian Consulate. Of course, he had put on a lot of make-up. true colors.

"Comrade Poporov, hello, we meet again. It has been three years since we left Peking." Jiang Rou nodded. The courier of the Consulate General in Bingcheng, that is to say, she will serve as the transportation work for the intelligence agency of the Russian Far East Bureau as a member of the Communist Party of China.

"Yes, you just joined us three years ago. At that time, you were still immature and knew nothing. In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and you have grown into a qualified Bolshevik. I am so happy for you!" Bobo Rove said.

"Comrade Poporov, what is my task this time?" Jiang Rou asked directly.

Poporov took out a file bag, handed it to Jiang Rou, and said, "The person in the file bag is very important. Your task is to gain his trust in the shortest possible time and wait for the next step."

Jiang Rou took the file bag in her hand and asked, "Is it okay?"

"Just read it here, keep it in your heart after reading it, and keep the contents in your mind." Poporov said, pointing to his head.

Jiang Rou nodded, opened the file bag, and took out the information inside, a photo, and a resume description.

Jiang Rou looked at the person in the photo, and frowned slightly, because the person in the photo gave her a familiar feeling.

"Is there a feeling of deja vu?" Poporov asked with a smile.

"Do you still remember that little boy 14 years ago who was found out by your current godfather, Sun Qingkui, the leader of the Ruiqing class, and beat him up in order to steal a bite for you?"

"Zhou Sen, it's Brother Xiao Sen!" Jiang Rou's eyes sharpened instantly when she heard this, and then she let out a cry of excitement. She had been searching secretly for many years, but there was no news.

Sun Qingkui told him that Zhou Sen had died a long time ago. On such a cold day, if he sneaked out alone, he would freeze to death if he didn't starve to death. He had already been eaten by wild wolves.

However, she just didn't believe it. Ever since she had a little bit of autonomy, she started looking for someone secretly.

When I came back this time, I also wanted to find someone.

Now people don't need her to look for them, they are already in front of her, how can this make her not excited?
"He was adopted by a wealthy Belarusian businessman named Anthony Robin in Bingcheng. He changed his name to Vasim, and his Chinese name was Zhou Sen. He is now a policeman at the Nangang Police Station in Bingcheng. His adoptive father belongs to the Belarusian Restoration Organization. One of them, and he may also be one of them. The members of this Belarusian Zionist organization are very active in the Far East. We need to understand and master the internal situation of this organization, but this organization is very difficult to penetrate, so we need your help Help," Poporov explained.

"Are you asking me to do his work, to instigate him to work for us?" Jiang Rou asked.

"Almost, that's what it means. He is Chinese just like you, but because of Anthony Robin's relationship, he can gain the trust of the Belarusian Zionist Organization, and then he can obtain the secrets we want." Poporov Said, "And now the Belarusian Restoration Organization is cooperating with the Japanese, providing them with a steady stream of intelligence at all levels in the Far East. Once the Soviet Union and Japan go to war, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"I see, I want to know how much authority I have?" Jiang Rou quickly wrote down the content in the file, she has a photographic memory.

"If necessary, you can use your feelings to maintain this relationship." Poporov thought carefully.

Jiang Rou's hand holding the materials trembled.

"I know, this is difficult for you, but if you have some kind of chemical reaction after meeting, it will undoubtedly be of great help to your work."

"I'll try, but I can't guarantee it. We haven't seen each other for almost 14 years. It's hard to say whether he still recognizes me." Jiang Rou said.

"Do you want me to arrange your meeting?"

"No need, I'll do it myself." Jiang Rou directly refused.

"Okay, if there is a situation, you can find Lao Zhang, and he will notify me as soon as possible." Poporov said. traffic officer.

(End of this chapter)