The pier outside the theater was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, even more crowded than the downtown area.
Those who had pre-sale tickets held up their tickets and poured them inside. Those who did not have pre-sale tickets saw such a lively scene and after asking, most of them also bought tickets.
"Pork Wing, are you still selling pork? The monkey monkey is going to perform on stage!"
Some fans of Ding Zheng praised the pork that was still on the stall.
Zhu Zhurong immediately slashed the meat-cutting knife onto the chopping board, his little eyes narrowed into slits: "Where is it?"
"You didn't know? It's at the Quay Cinema!"
"Damn it, let's go! The stall is closed!"
"Then I'll go first."
"Let's wait until I close the stall...there's no sense of loyalty!"
…
Conversations similar to the above are repeated in other places and under other identities.
On this day, the entire Pier Theater was almost packed.
In the past, if you bought tickets, you would have to let a group of people in for free, but today, the people who bought the tickets can't even squeeze in.
The monkey performed on the stage, and he was the famous monkey in Foshan before, and he played the Monkey King, the Monkey King, who is also a monkey!
This gimmick alone is unique!
Whether rich or poor, foreigners or Chinese, they all came over to see what was new.
In the end, there were still a large number of people who didn't have time to go in and could only stay outside and marvel at the ocean.
Pork Wing is one of them.
He was dejected outside the theater and closed the stall to watch the show, but he couldn't even get a ticket.
"No! You must come early the day after tomorrow!"
Zhu Zhurong has already asked someone about it. After three days of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, there will be another one.
The reason why it took such a long time was mainly because Leader Yang was afraid that something would go wrong with Ding Zheng. After the first performance, he had two days of rest and still had time to adjust.
Of course, there will naturally be other shows taking place during this period, so we won’t just close the door.
"We have to call the master and the others!"
Pork Rong thought, instead of going back to reopen the stall, he headed directly to Baozhilin.
…
Pier Theater Troupe.
Leader Yang said a few words for the scene, and then made it clear that Ding Zheng's voice was his, and then left the stage.
then.
The erhu and dulcimer played in unison, and amidst the sound of gongs and drums, Ding Zheng came out after being called out for a long time!
A liter of gold armor glittered, two bird feathers soared into the sky, he was wearing long boots and holding a red stick. His dark face was painted to look like the Monkey King, and his golden eye shadow reflected the golden sunlight.
Ding Zheng held a stick in one hand, walked to the center of the stage with standard steps, stood still, raised his arms, and danced in a dazzling circle of stick flowers.
"good!"
A flood of cheers immediately erupted from the audience.
Anyone can see that the Monkey King on the stage is definitely a real monkey.
Whether it's the extraordinary length of his arms or his legs that look stubby in comparison.
Whether it's the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks that can't be concealed even with facial makeup, or the wrinkles on his face that are completely different from those of human beings, and the hair exposed at the end of his clothes.
All fully explained.
This is a real monkey.
A monkey dances with stick flowers on the stage to play the role of the Monkey King!
This trip.
Well worth it!
The money was not wasted!
Only when the cheers from the crowd died down did Ding Zheng stop dancing with his stick.
The musical instruments in the background stopped at some point.
The whole theater fell silent.
then.
Ding Zheng carried the golden cudgel behind his back, took two steps forward, lifted his right leg and put it on his left knee.
He raised his other arm, hooked his hand and looked into the distance, his eyes blinked rapidly, and the golden eyeshadow kept shining.
"Okay!" Cheers started again.
The music also started lively again at the same time.
After Ding Zheng's appearance, the rest of the characters began to appear gradually, and the havoc in heaven officially began!
Throughout the afternoon, there was a loud noise at the pier.
This is a lively scene that has not happened in Foshan for many years!
The audience will definitely not like it if the monkey is really shown.
Therefore, when Ding Zheng performed, he fully recalled and absorbed the essence of the performance of Mr. Liu, an international movie star, and it was so vivid. Coupled with the perfect dubbing by the leader Yang, the cheers in the theater were like a tsunami.
Even the sound of a foreign gunshot in the distance was completely covered up.
…
Pork Rong walked halfway before he remembered that it was time to deliver meat to Bao Zhilin today.
So he returned to the stall, picked two big fat pigs, slaughtered them, and pushed them on a wooden cart to Baozhilin.
In addition to seeing doctors and treating injuries in Baozhilin, Huang Feihong also opened a clinic to recruit apprentices.
Teach the people to learn martial arts and practice martial arts, and strengthen their bodies with some simple martial arts that are not too destructive.
The number of disciples is close to fifty.
Therefore, Bao Zhilin’s daily food needs are very large.
These two pigs will be finished in a few days.
Ding Zheng and Bao Zhilin are somewhat related.
Zhu Zhurong was very eager to go back and tell his master the good news that the monkey was singing on stage, and they went to the theater to watch it together three days later.
He ran as fast as he could along the way, and within a moment, he rushed into Baozhi Forest and burst in through the door!
After entering, I saw a large group of people gathered inside, and Master Huang Feihong was in the cabinet, apparently treating people.
"What's going on? What's going on!" Zhu Zhurong was impatient and immediately used his huge body and strength to force his way in from the crowd.
When others saw this porky guy, they didn't dare to say anything irritating. He was a fool and couldn't be offended.
After rushing into the inner circle, Pork Rong also learned what happened from the mouths of the people beside him.
But today, when Huang Feihong was sending Liu Yongfu, the leader of the Black Flag Army, the lion dancer was shot and disrupted by foreigners. The lion dancer was also frightened and fell down and was injured.
Huang Feihong is currently recovering from his injuries.
Zhu Zhurong looked angry: "Nowadays, foreigners have gone too far!"
Huang Feihong had already taken care of the injured, shook his head and sighed: "Now with the suppression of General Liu and the Black Flag Army, it is still like this. After General Liu is transferred, the situation in Foshan will probably be even worse, and the foreigners will act more unscrupulously.
"
"It's all bullshit. The Manchurian court actually kowtowed to the foreigners and wanted to cede land and pay compensation. Otherwise, how could the foreigners dare to be so arrogant on our land!" Zhu Zhurong said helplessly, "Now the Black Flag Army will also leave, the foreigners are sure
Be even more arrogant."
Huang Feihong smiled: "That's not necessarily true. According to General Liu, the imperial court has sent an admiral to negotiate with foreigners from now on. He will arrive tonight. I will go to greet him. I hope this admiral will be here."
, can make those foreigners a little more restrained."
"What a bullshit admiral, just don't kneel down to the foreigners. Now that we are being bullied, isn't it because those officials and emperors in the capital are useless!" Zhu Zhurong's face was full of dissatisfaction.
"Shirong, if you talk like that again, you'll go to the backyard to tie up the horses!" Huang Feihong's eyes widened, showing his dignity without anger.
Zhu Zhurong immediately shut up, not daring to say anything more, and walked to the side and sat down with an annoyed look on his face.
Huang Feihong healed the injured, walked to a chair and sat down, then opened a fan and stared at the fan in silence.
There was a line of large characters written on the top of the fan.
"A treaty that begets the country and humiliates China!"
Then in the rest of the place, there are small characters the size of soybeans that almost cover the entire fan.
What is written on it are all various treasonous treaties signed by the Qing Dynasty during this period under the pressure of foreigners.
Without these treaties, how could foreigners dare to be as presumptuous and unscrupulous as they are now?
