Start with the script killing shop

On the second floor of the theater, in the most expensive box with the best view, which was reserved by Grandma Nangong, Mr. Yang, who was said to have a loud voice that could hold the upper hand of three people, was pacing back and forth in the box with an impatient look on his face.

"Okay, Lao Yang, stop shaking. Your shaking back and forth is annoying my eyes." Grandma Nangong's best friend, Grandma Zhang, frowned and said angrily.

Grandma Zhang is different from her good sister Nangong in appearance. Grandma Zhang is a thin old lady with a small stature. When Grandma Zhang was young, she had a good-looking oval face with high cheekbones. Now that she is older, her face can no longer show any flesh, and she looks a bit mean. She is a standard image of an evil mother-in-law in movies and TV dramas.

Now when she is angry, she looks more like an evil mother-in-law.

Mr. Yang, who had a loud voice, said gruffly: "This box is so long, can I still disturb your eyes by walking back and forth?"

The box on the second floor of the theater is a narrow and long structure. Under normal circumstances, it can barely accommodate 5 people with a good view. Six people can be squeezed in, but if it is crowded, someone will have to sit in the back like Xue Shaoheng did last night and enjoy themselves without watching the show. Yes.

Of course, the theater recommends a box for 2-3 people, which is the most spacious and comfortable.

Grandma Nangong only booked three private rooms with the best seats yesterday. In her opinion, such a good show must be watched in the best seats, even if it is crowded.

"You just watch the show. Why are you wandering back and forth? You want to go for a walk." Grandma Zhang replied rudely.

Sitting at the small table and calmly drinking tea, Mr. Cheng glanced at the stage from time to time. He seemed to be looking at it but not looking at it. He calmly took a sip of green tea, put down the tea bowl and asked: "Old Yang, are you worried about something?"

"Yes, Lao Yang, you don't have the temper to hold back something." Mr. Cheng's wife, Grandma Xu, agreed.

Mr. Cheng and Grandma Xu are the only couple in this group of elderly theatergoers.

"Nangong went to the toilet and won't be back for a few minutes. Feel free to say what you want to say." Mr. Cheng said, "I don't know you yet, you're an old boy."

Grandma Zhang stared at Mr. Yang suspiciously.

Mr. Yang was a little embarrassed when his thoughts were exposed. He glanced at Grandma Zhang and said nothing. The implication was that there was no use if Nangong was not here. Didn't she still have her best friend sitting here as a spy?

"I won't tell." Grandma Zhang said, "You have to believe me."

"Lao Yang, tell me." Grandma Xu gave him a timely push.

Mr. Yang looked at his old friends, glanced at the door cautiously, and then said, "I think there is something wrong with Nangong's taste."

"That's it?" Mr. Yang pointed to the stage with an "Are you kidding me?" look on his face.

"With this level, is it worth calling so many of us? I listened to her boasting on the phone last night and thought it was so good. I was so excited that I didn't sleep much all night, so I cleaned up early in the morning. Good luggage is here."

"Is this the result?"

"I saw that Nangong had a chat with the young man downstairs for a while. Is this theater owned by one of her grandnephews?" Mr. Yang looked deceived.

My trusted theater connoisseur deceived me!

Mr. Yang looked sad.

"You fart!" Grandma Zhang was so angry that she cursed on the spot, which scared Grandma Xu and quickly got up and closed the window to prevent the sound from being louder than the sound on the stage.

"I think you were defrauded of 300,000 by a scammer last month, and now everyone looks like a liar. Didn't Fang tell you this this morning? The actor she praised last night only sang in big plays in the evening, and he didn't appear in small plays in the afternoon. , have you ever seen a mainstay singing from morning till night? Don’t worry about your voice!"

Grandma Nangong’s full name is Nangongfang.

"It's a shame that you have been watching the theater for so many years. A tea ticket costs 20 yuan, and the tea comes with watching the theater. You can tell with your toes that it is for the young people in the theater to practice. What else do you want to see at this price? A show? If a good show sells for this price, you won’t make any money, you won’t eat, you won’t survive, so you’re just doing charity?”

"Huanfang lied to you. What did she lie to you for? Why did she lie to you and call you over? Wouldn't it be easier to just call and sell you a few instruments?"

Grandma Zhang's output made Mr. Yang stunned.

Just when Mr. Yang was confused and thinking about where to start his retort, Grandma Xu looked like, Oh, I've actually eaten all this melon, and couldn't wait to ask:

"Lao Yang was defrauded of 300,000 yuan last month?! What did he buy and was defrauded of 300,000 yuan?"

Mr. Cheng also craned his neck to look at Grandma Zhang curiously.

Grandma Zhang glanced at Mr. Yang contemptuously, with a look on her face as if you are still fighting with me despite your quarrel level, she withdrew her expression and began to share gossip: "A very nonsense thing."

"A device, which was said to treat heart disease with red light, high blood pressure with green light, and diabetes with yellow light, cost 100,000 yuan each. Lao Yang bought three of them in one go. By the time his son found out, the liar had already disappeared. .”

"He's just a tough talker. Last week he was still trying to quibble with us, saying that this thing is actually not that useless. It's somewhat useful."

"I...it is." Mr. Yang whispered, "It's really helpful. If you don't believe it, I've been using it for half a month, and I feel that my bronchitis is better."

"Those three lights can't cure bronchitis." Grandma Xu complained.

"It's included." Mr. Yang continued to be stubborn, "Not only do I find it useful, but also Lao Hong, Lao Xia, Lao Liu and Lao Wan who bought it with me also find it useful."

"Wow." Grandma Xu looked surprised, "There are so many people who were fooled along with you."

Mr. Yang shut up completely, pretending to act like he was actually doing a pretty good job on stage, and slapped his thigh: "Hey, why didn't I realize just now that this guy who sang Wang Xiaoliu was actually pretty good at singing."

Everyone:...

"But Lao Zhang and Lao Yang may not be very smart, but what he just said actually makes sense." Grandma Xu whispered to Grandma Zhang, "The show this afternoon is indeed average, and these actors are not too young. , the typhoon is also quite stable, and it doesn’t look like a newcomer. I feel that the level of this theater group is really not good.”

Grandma Zhang stood firmly on her best friend's side: "I believe in Fang's taste. The show tonight will definitely be good!"

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After the last little scene in the afternoon, Jiang Qi and Wang Xinghua were settling accounts backstage.

In fact, the work of calculating accounts should not be done by Wang Xinghua, the general manager of the theater, in theory. However, since Wang Xinghua really loves calculating money and does not want to miss this job, Jiang Qi asked her to do the calculation first and then pay it. Give the financial statistics another run.

"How are the afternoon tea tickets selling?" Jiang Qi asked Wang Xinghua, looking at Wang Xinghua who insisted on having an abacus and not using a calculator.

In Wang Xinghua's words, the abacus is more intuitive.

"The tea sales are not bad." Wang Xinghua said politely.

The attendance rate for the afternoon show was good. The only regret was that everyone came to drink cheap lemon black tea/lemon green tea, not to watch the show.

Throughout the afternoon, the sales of lemon black tea/lemon green tea accounted for 90% of the total sales. Such an exaggerated proportion made Wang Xinghua start to think about whether iced black tea and herbal tea should be added to the tea category in the future.

"Where are the tickets for the evening?" Jiang Qi asked again.

"Three private rooms were reserved last night. All VIP tickets were sold out. Regular tickets were mediocre. The attendance rate on the first floor was probably more than 40%. However, the VIP tickets were in the front and the front row was full. It looks like it can hold up a lot without being chilly."

"Alas." Jiang Qi sighed deeply.

Sure enough, if you don’t buy tea and go to the theater, the sales of this ticket will drop instantly.

Jiang Qi understands that VIP tickets are sold out. It's an opening special now, regular tickets are half price, and VIP tickets come with a pot of tea and a small plate of melon seeds. The original price of ordinary tickets is 20 yuan, the current price is 10 yuan, and the VIP ticket is 60 yuan but comes with tea and melon seeds.

After a little introduction, the audience will feel that VIP tickets are similar to afternoon tea tickets, except that the evening show is long and therefore more expensive. They will definitely choose the 60 VIP ticket.

However, the number of VIP tickets in the theater is relatively small, accounting for only 20% of the total number of tickets. After all, VIP seats take up too much space. However, now that the theater ticket sales are so poor, Jiang Qi thinks that the proportion of VIP tickets can be appropriately increased. Anyway, the tables and chairs in the theater are all ready.

"Don't be too pessimistic. After all, it's the first day of opening. All theater troupes go through this process. Once the word-of-mouth hits, they won't have to worry about selling tickets." Wang Xinghua began to comfort Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi said that he could not worry about it and stood up: "I'll call the actors in Taiping Town and ask them to come to the theater later to support me. Those who were not notified before will also come."

The theater's publicity plan originally included allowing NPCs from Taiping Town to come to the theater to watch the show. However, Jiang Qi had not expected that the ticket sales for the evening show would be so poor, with only 40% of the tickets sold. Now that there are so many vacancies, you can call all the NPCs who have nothing to do.

"Then where will they sit? All the tickets for the VIP seats are sold out. Can they just sit in the ordinary seats in the back row?" Wang Xinghua asked.

Jiang Qi nodded: "According to personality, we are all ordinary people, so it is normal to sit in ordinary seats."

"That's right." Wang Xinghua felt it made sense and went on to settle the score.

Jiang Qi did not sit down, but turned around and went to the dressing room.

Opera actors basically have to do their own makeup. Even mainstay Feng Ling doesn't have a dedicated makeup artist, so she does everything herself from hair accessories to makeup. At this time, the actors who will appear in the big play in the evening are basically preparing in the dressing room and dressing room. Jiang Qi took a look and saw that in the dressing room, in addition to Feng Ling, the actors playing the eldest sister, fifth sister, and sixth sister were also putting on makeup, and their costumes were already on.

The price of custom-made costumes for "The Match" is much higher than that for "Meng Lijun". There is no way, gods, they always have to dress nice and dress up beautifully. Moreover, "The Fairy Match" has more characters than "Meng Lijun". There is a group of fairies at the beginning. The actors and actresses in beautiful costumes of these fairies are very rare.

Because the amusement park has a specialized clothing factory that cooperates with high-, middle-, and low-end costumes. Therefore, when custom-making costumes, Wang Xinghua and Feng Ling did not use materials that were shiny on the surface but poor on the inside in order to save costs. They used good materials. .

Of course, it is incomparable to the Su embroidery that Feng Ling brought with him.

The costumes of Huangmei Opera are inherently beautiful, the style is very close to Hanfu, the makeup is not exaggerated, and the headdress can be made very gorgeous. As long as you are willing to spend the money, the look will definitely look good.

Among the ordinary actors in the troupe, female actors are generally willing to play "The Match", male actors are generally willing to play "The Princess", and Feng Ling is more willing to play "Meng Lijun".

Feng Ling saw Jiang Qi through the mirror.

"Boss." Feng Ling greeted Jiang Qi with a smile. Seeing that Jiang Qi looked a little worried, he asked, "Can the tickets be sold?"

"Not good." Jiang Qi shook his head.

"It's normal. It's been like this since it first opened." Feng Ling's opinion was similar to Wang Xinghua's, "I heard that Miss Jiang Bing is coming to visit tonight."

"right."

If Jiang Qi is half a layman when it comes to watching theater, then Jiang Bing is a complete layman - she always thought that the match between the Goddess and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was the same story.

Jiang Bing didn't come to yesterday's in-house performance, but today's opening special offer Jiang Bing said that he must come to support it, and then spent a huge sum of money to buy a VIP seat for 60 yuan.

She was not even willing to spend 1,000 yuan to book a private room.

It can be seen that the sibling relationship between her and Jiang Qi is only worth 60 yuan.

No more, 1,000 yuan is too much.

Because Jiang Bing does not sit in the box, and the three boxes with the best views upstairs have been reserved by Nangongfang, Jiang Qi will not sit in the box tonight, and will sit in the first row of VIPs with Jiang Bing, Jiang Xiaoliang and Qiao Huifang. seat.

By the way, Jiang Xiaoliang and Qiao Huifang also paid 60 each to buy tickets.

What does this mean?

This means that Jiang Qi's family needs to drink three pots of tea tonight.

At 4:57, the audience in the theater was basically seated.

Jiang Qi was sitting in the first row and couldn't quite see what was going on behind him. I don't know whether the audience was too excited and spoke loudly, or because there were so many people, but Jiang Qi felt that today's attendance rate was more than 40%.

"Sister." Jiang Qi poked Jiang Bing's arm, "Stand up and see if there are many people behind you."

"Why don't you stand up and watch?" Jiang Bing complained like this, but he stood up honestly and weighed his feet, stretched his neck, and even jumped a few times to look behind him.

"There are quite a lot of people, it seems almost all seats are occupied."

"The seats are full?!" Jiang Qi was shocked, "How is that possible? Only 40% of the tickets were sold at 4:30!"

"If you don't believe me, see for yourself. Many people are chatting with the NPCs in Taiping Town. The arrangement of your location is quite interesting. Each NPC is seated separately to make it easier for everyone to chat."

Jiang Qi took the time to send a message asking Jiang Cha what was going on.

It's not reliable to ask anyone else, Jiang Cha is more reliable, she should have seen it with her own eyes.

Soon Jiang Cha replied and told Jiang Qi that the reason why the remaining 60% of the tickets were sold was simple, because basically all the NPCs in Taiping Town were dispatched. Many customers thought there was some special event and followed the trend to buy tickets. In the last 10 minutes, a long queue formed in front of the ticket window. This time there were even more people queuing to buy tickets, and the tickets were sold out in no time.

Jiang Qi:......

This is outrageous, folks.

After the singing started on the stage, everyone found that there were no special activities tonight. It was just a simple singing. Would you feel cheated?

Would it be more embarrassing if most of the audience left the show in the middle of the performance than if the attendance rate was only 40%?

Feng Ling, it’s up to you!

Jiang Qi secretly broke into a cold sweat for Feng Ling.

At 5 o'clock sharp, "Heavenly Match" started singing on time.

The lights went out and dimmed, and as all the lights in the auditorium went out, the entire theater changed from noisy to quiet. No matter what purpose everyone bought tickets for, when the play started, everyone made the same choice Shut up and turn your attention to the stage.

On the stage, Feng Ling stood sideways with a tall figure. The costume she wore was as beautiful as radiance. It was quite exquisite and beautiful. The headdress was simple and elegant. At a glance, people knew that this little girl must be playing a fairy. .

When Feng Ling opened her mouth, everyone's eyes were fixed on her and could not be taken away.

"The years in Heaven are too deserted..."

Feng Ling's clear and melodious voice echoed throughout the theater.

In the private room on the second floor, I was staring at the stage and feeling suffocated in my heart. I held my breath and decided to find faults tonight to prove that there was something wrong with Nangong Fang's taste. After the play was over, I was going to destroy that old lady Zhang. Mr. Yang looked at the stage and was startled by the idea.

Mr. Yang boasts that he has watched operas for most of his life, and the opera actors on the stage are constantly changing like leeks. He has seen the perfect match from decades ago to now. He has seen countless actors singing the Seven Fairies who are tall, short, delicate, lively, round-faced, and oval-faced, but he has never seen such a person who makes people laugh when he opens his mouth. Can't take my eyes away.

The entire theater was silent, only Feng Ling's voice echoed in the theater.

"She can make the decision and take responsibility..." After Feng Ling finished singing the last line, the actor playing the other fairy came on stage.

For a moment, the stage was filled with colorful flowers, and all of them were beautiful fairies who looked like fairies.

It is obvious that everyone is equally good-looking. Although their headdresses are different, they are equally beautiful. Even Feng Ling is not the tallest among them, but everyone's eyes are still fixed on Feng Ling. Wherever she goes, their eyes change. .

Because Jiang Qi has a certain immunity to the abilities of card characters, he actually didn't feel much about Feng Ling's true ability in singing when watching "The Legend of the Princess".

"The Princess" is a drama in which the plot and the character of the protagonist are more important than the protagonist's singing and acting skills. When Jiang Qi watched "The Princess", he did not dare to be distracted because he was afraid of missing the plot and was afraid that he would just eavesdrop on the chat next door on the stage. The mini-BOSS is gone.

When he watched "The Legend of the Princess", he felt that the princess herself was very charming. In addition to Feng Ling's singing and acting skills, the princess's extremely outstanding personality was also one of the important factors.

Who doesn’t love a heroine who is decisive and decisive?

A heroine who is so unique and charming is a plus from the beginning.

In addition, "The Legend of the Princess" itself was originally a heroine drama tailor-made for Feng Ling by the Feng family. Except for the princess, the others are all supporting roles. There are not even characters who are equal to her. The setting and appearance of all characters The meaning is to set off the princess, so "The Legend of the Princess" strengthens the charm of the character itself and weakens the personal charm of the actor.

But in today's "The Match", Jiang Qi felt the charm of opera for the first time.

He knows the plot.

"The Match" is such a well-known story. Jiang Qi has watched several versions of the TV series adapted from "The Match" since he was a child. Even Jiang Bing, who has never seen a movie before, knows the subsequent plot development.

Not to mention that when Jiang Qi was busy watching dramas some time ago, he even watched the full version of "The Match".

But he couldn't move his eyes away, he just wanted to look at the seven fairies on the stage.

So what if you know the plot? So what if you know what's going to happen next? You even know what words the actor will sing, and how to sing the words, so what?

nice!

What is performed on the stage is beautiful!

Sounds good!

Feng Ling sings beautifully!

It is this ability that allows you to read on with expectations even when you know everything.

From the beginning to the end of the first performance, there was no sound from the audience.

Jiang Bing, who was next to Jiang Qi, even kept his head raised 30 degrees without moving. When the game was changing at the end of the first game, he moved his neck as if he had just woken up from a dream, and found that his neck was so sore.

Even Jiang Qi, who has skill immunity, can watch attentively, let alone ordinary viewers who are blessed by Feng Lingtai's pillar buff.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts. Did I twist my neck?" Jiang Bing covered his neck and lamented softly, "Quick, brother, grab a handful of melon seeds to replenish my pain."

Jiang Qi:?

Jiang Xiaoliang thoughtfully grabbed a handful of melon seeds for her daughter.

"Sister, how are you? Did you sing well?" Jiang Qi looked proud.

"Not bad, not bad." Jiang Bing nodded repeatedly, but the speed of nodding was a bit slow, as if he was stuck, "I always thought that the birds in the tree in pairs was the first sentence of the opening line of "The Match", but it turned out not to be the case. .”

Jiang Qi:......

Whose play opens with the first line that is the climax?

It's impossible for "The Legend of the Princess" to kill the emperor right from the beginning!

Oh, a sister who doesn’t understand drama.

There was an eerie silence in the private room on the second floor where Mr. Yang was.

Even Nangong Fang, who had already praised Feng Ling yesterday, was silent at this time.

She thought it was good yesterday, but she didn't expect it to be even better today.

It turns out that what boss Xiao Jiang said was true. "The Legend of the Princess" was really not officially performed because the troupe did not have enough rehearsals and the integration was not very good.

"Okay!" Mr. Yang shouted belatedly and clapped wildly.

"oops!"

His loud shout startled Grandma Zhang next to him, and he cursed angrily: "Lao Yang, why are you so crazy? Are you cheering now? You didn't cheer when it just ended, and now it's suddenly scary, this The second game is about to begin.”

Just as he was talking, the second game started.

Grandma Zhang swallowed back the curse words that were on her lips, and Mr. Yang swallowed back the words that he wanted to retaliate. Grandma Xu's expression of wanting to eat melon disappeared. Mr. Cheng put down the tea cup he had just picked up. Nangong Grandma's half-knocked melon seeds stopped in the air.

Everyone began to watch the show attentively.

If there is a quarrel or something, wait until the second game is over before continuing the quarrel.

The drama is bigger than the sky.

Even if I, the King of Heaven, are here, I have to wait until the second performance is over!

"It turns out that Huangmei Opera is so beautiful." A young girl sighed in the ordinary seats.

"Hush." ​​Her companion next to her whispered like a thief, "Dong Yong is about to appear. I'm so nervous. I don't know what will happen next!"

Young girl:?

Sister, don’t act like you never watched TV when you were a kid.

Don’t you know what will happen next? The Queen Mother is beating up the mandarin ducks, sister, before we came in, you were complaining about the fact that there are still people willing to watch such an old drama as "The Match".

woo woo woo woo.

Although Dong Yong has not yet appeared, the young girl's heart is broken into several pieces when she thinks that the cute, beautiful, smart and lively Seven Fairies on stage will be beaten by the Queen Mother after experiencing the baptism of sweet love.

Wuwuwuwu, Queen Mother, you are so cruel, how can you bear to be so cruel to our poor little fairy!

Woo woo woo woo.