Lack of sleep slowed down Xiao Jing's reaction. He paused and thought for a while before he understood what Shaoning meant, and hurriedly caught up to him and gave him a big eye roll.

Without Pan Feiyu, the safety factor of going to the capital was naturally much higher. The two of them wandered around the city for a long time before Shaoning took him to a theater called Yuyin Pavilion.

Compared with high-end entertainment venues such as Mingyue Tower, it can be seen from the people's attire that this is a place where all three religions and nine streams gather. It seems that even with the price of goods in Ruidu, it is not a big deal for ordinary people to go to the theater.

Something that hurts.

Thanks to Shaoning, Xiao Jing sat in a very front seat. Unfortunately, he was not a fan and knew almost nothing about opera. The people on the stage were babbling and he could only listen incomprehensibly.

After paying attention to the surroundings, he found that most of the people nearby were not interested. Some people were sitting yawning, some were chatting with friends, and not many people were really listening to the show seriously.

"Is this the theater troupe you are talking about?" Xiao Jing said in disbelief: "The audience is like this. Even though I don't understand opera, I know that the singing must be average."

Shao Ning glanced at him helplessly and said: "Why are you in a hurry? This is just for the show. What time is it? How can a good team come on stage so early? Hehe, you still keep saying that I am impatient. It's simply

…”

Xiao Jing hurriedly looked away. Being ignorant is troublesome. If he had known that Mr. Shao had arranged this, he might as well have given his children lessons before coming over.

As if he knew what he was thinking, Shao Ning said again: "I'm telling you, if you come late, you won't even have a seat, just be satisfied!"

Xiao Jing endured it. He lowered his head and became dazed. Maybe he felt that time would pass faster if he did this.

Because he was too tired from work and didn't sleep well, Xiao Jing fell directly into sleep. After an unknown period of time, thunderous cheers woke him up from his sleep. It must have been the person from the Fuxi class who officially took the stage.

Shao Ning was acting crazy on the sidelines. If he hadn't known that this kid was born to join in the fun, he might have thought that this guy had taken a stimulant.

The sleepy-eyed Xiao Jing looked at the stage again. A man dressed as a general was performing, and his every move and gesture was very impressive. As a layman, he knew that this man must be better than before he fell asleep just by looking at his posture.

The person who arrives should perform better.

"This brother has invited me." He gave a fist to a strange man at the same table: "Excuse me, what is being sung on the stage?"

Although he may be looked down upon by others, Xiao Jing's advantage has always been to ask questions when he doesn't understand. In fact, you can also ask Shaoning, but once that guy enters the state of addiction, he will not recognize his relatives, so don't take the risk of being knocked down by his punch.

Went to ask questions.

The person Xiao Jing asked the question was actually quite crazy. He yelled "Hello" at the top of his lungs. It is estimated that many die-hard fans at popular concerts in later generations will be nothing more than this.

In desperation, Xiao Jing asked again. The man finally heard it, and saw that he put away his fanaticism and returned to a gentle look. He blushed and said: "To be honest, brother, in fact, I'm

I don’t understand either.”

Xiao Jing: "..."

I don’t understand what your enthusiasm is! Is this the legendary herd mentality? Everyone else is applauding, and if I don’t applaud, it will appear that I don’t know how to do it?

Forget it, let's wait until it's over and get down to business.

The play of Fuxi Class lasted for an hour. As soon as the performance was over, Xiao Jing followed Shaoning's instructions and waited outside.

If it was in the previous life, there would be no need to go through such trouble. However, Xiao Jing didn't know what the artists of the Darui Dynasty were about media reports. Feeling unsure, he decided to chat and find out first, and then do it if everything goes well.

An exclusive interview would be the icing on the cake.

Cooperation must be voluntary. Mr. Shao is an old fancier, and he is also a familiar face in the "gongzi circle" in the capital. If someone reluctantly agrees because of Shaoning's face, it would be meaningless. So.

, Xiao Jing asked him to find a place to wander by himself.

A team like the Fuxi class has to rush to the show non-stop. Since we can't get into the backstage, it's the same as talking on the road.

After a while, a group of people hurriedly walked out. The person walking in front was a middle-aged man about forty years old, who must be the leader of the horse class mentioned by Shao Ning.

"Hello, Mr. Ma." Xiao Jing took two steps forward and said with a smile, "Can you please lend me a moment to speak?"

The class leaders are all smart people who have seen the world and are well-rounded. Class leader Ma could tell at a glance that this man was not a child of a wealthy family, but seeing his extraordinary appearance, he still smiled patiently and said, "I don't dare.

What's the matter?"

Xiao Jing smiled and said: "I'm going to publish a newspaper, and one page will write about Fuxi Class's play. By then, more people will definitely come to support it, and Fuxi Class will also become famous. However, you

I have to go to the show soon, so I don’t want to keep you too long; I thought, when you are not busy someday, can you talk to me?"

Halfway through the words, Xiao Jing felt something strange. Boss Ma frowned and pursed his lower lip slightly, as if he was not interested in what he heard.

However, he still held up his hand and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Sir. However, Fuxi Class already has a little reputation, so I don't need you to worry about it."

Listening to the other party's tone, Xiao Jing knew that he must have confused the newspaper with the street tabloid. He wanted to explain it again, but Boss Ma said again: "Today's tabloids are really full of surprises. Whatever they write is also a blessing and a curse.

Unexpectedly, it’s better not to get into trouble with this!”

After saying that, he shook his head and said: "Young Master, there is no need to say more, Ma took the first step!"

Xiao Jing was left hanging on the spot. People from the Fuxi class walked past him one by one, many of them with disdain on their faces. When they walked farther away, Xiao Jing saw the leader of the class Ma turn his head and use his spare time.

Guang looked in his own direction and whispered something to his companions, looking a little helpless.

The persuasion failed, but Xiao Jing did not feel depressed. In the development process of any new thing, there must be people who try to take advantage of it. Fuxi Class also has its own concerns that prevent it from taking this step. If you want to blame it, you can only blame fate.

Less than.

He firmly believed that he would be able to find someone with the courage to stand up!

"How about it? He didn't agree, right?" The elusive Shaoning emerged from nowhere: "How about I go and talk to him?"

Although he had an expression on his face that he only had when he was making sarcastic remarks, Xiao Jing could tell from his tone that he was also feeling sorry for his brother.

"No need. There is more than one Fuxi troupe in the world." Xiao Jing raised his head and said, "Are there any good troupes nearby?"

Shao Ning said: "There is a Yongsheng troupe, but it's not in the capital. This troupe is good at singing, but it's not very famous. They usually set up a stage in Changwo Town. If you go now, you should be able to catch up!"
Chapter completed!