The first thing I did was to find out

Chapter 97 Liang Zhu (Part )

By the time the hotel staff brought the steaming, delicious breakfast to Luo Jun's room, Luo Jun had already finished reading two martial arts novels, one romance novel, and one fantasy novel.

Qin Huai was also watching with great interest.

Although it was a bit difficult to read the traditional Chinese characters and the content of the novel was a bit old-fashioned, the writing was excellent, especially the romance part, which was about family matters, gossip and fights. Qin Huai felt that the author was writing it while sitting next to the person involved.

The hotel provided high-end tableware for the breakfast bought by the errand boy. The porridge was served in white porcelain bowls, the side dishes were placed in small and exquisite petal-shaped plates, and the buns were served on silver plates.

There are also a lot of tableware, including knives, forks, chopsticks and spoons, a combination of Chinese and Western styles.

"Mr. Luo, these are the tickets for the new movie that's showing on Sunday. They're your favorite seats in the middle of the third row. It's a small token of our hotel's appreciation." After the waiter set the plates, he respectfully placed a movie ticket on the corner of the table.

Luo Jun had put down the newspaper and started eating the buns. He was not very skilled in using chopsticks, and after trying to pick up the buns without success, he pretended not to be very interested in the buns and silently picked up the bowl to drink the porridge.

"Just one?" Luo Jun asked.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then said, "Of course there are more than that. Please tell me how many you need and I will deliver them to you tonight."

"Another one, next to each other." Luo Jun said, "Just send it with the newspaper tomorrow morning. Go to the bookstore today and see if there are any newly published novels. If there are, buy them for me."

"Okay, do you need anything else?"

"Do young girls like to eat chestnut cakes in Western restaurants?" Luo Jun asked the waiter.

This question stumped the waiter. Qin Huai guessed that he probably had never eaten it before, and he was not a woman.

The waiter said, "I believe that as long as it is arranged by you, Mr. Luo, no lady will dislike it."

Luo Jun was very satisfied with this answer and nodded: "Buy one and send it to the theater when the show is over."

Luo Jun handed over a white pound sterling, and the waiter took the money and left.

As soon as the people left, Luo Jun used his fork to pierce the bun hard, holding the fork in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right hand. He studied the chopsticks while eating the bun and muttered, "Why is this thing so difficult to use?"

After dinner, Luo Jun read some novels in the newspaper, and after he finished the series he wanted to follow, he went out and sat in a cafe for a while. He didn't stay in the cafe for too long, probably because he thought listening to piano playing was boring, so he went to a teahouse to listen to piano reviews instead.

At noon, I ordered takeout from the teahouse, had some snacks, and then took a rickshaw to the theater.

The location of the theater is very remote.

Qin Huai followed Luo Jun around for a whole morning and figured it out. The Richard Hotel where Luo Jun stayed was in a prosperous concession, with hotels, western restaurants, cinemas, dance halls, and even shopping malls. Cars could be seen on the road, and ordinary people mainly relied on trams and walking to commute.

But Luo Jun obviously didn't like riding the tram very much, maybe because he didn't like being crowded with people, so he didn't buy a car or hire a driver. He would walk for short distances and call a rickshaw for long distances. He didn't have change in his pocket anyway, so he only paid in small dollars and big dollars and didn't need to change. The rickshaw driver would drive no matter how far.

They spend the stolen money generously.

Qin Huai followed the rickshaw and ran all the way. At the end, he even felt a little regretful that the exercise in his memory could not be reflected in his actual body. Otherwise, if he looked at a memory and exercised vigorously every once in a while, his body would definitely be very healthy.

The theater is not big, and you can't even tell it's a theater at first glance from a distance.

A middle-aged man in a long gown with an anxious face was standing at the entrance of the theater. When he saw Luo Jun, his anxiety instantly turned into joy and he came towards him from afar.

"Mr. Luo, I thought you were busy and couldn't come today." The middle-aged man smiled, "Liu Tao just asked you backstage if you were coming today."

Willow peach!

Qinhuai instantly triggered the keyword.

Luo Jun threw two silver coins to the rickshaw driver: "You came too early and you can't watch more shows. It's a waste of time."

The boss slapped himself lightly and said, "Look at my mouth, I really don't know how to talk. You are so busy that you can come here, which is a great honor for us. Please come in quickly."

"The tea, snacks and melon seeds are all ready. I know you like crab roe cakes, so I went to Dingji to buy some this morning."

Luo Jun walked inside.

This theater is indeed a small theater, with a small stage, even fewer seats, and even no second floor and private rooms.

Except for two rows of small tables and a dozen private seats at the front, the back is full of long benches.

However, there were quite a lot of people. Only the two tables in the middle of the private rooms were empty, and the long benches were packed with people. There were also many standing tickets in the corners, which showed that the business was good.

The boss led Luo Jun to the private room. There was no need to chase him away. Luo Jun had a table to himself. Everyone around him knew him and greeted him with a smile.

"Mr. Luo is here to see Liang Zhu again."

"What do you mean by Liang Zhu? Mr. Luo is here to see Liu Tao."

"Mr. Luo, when can I drink your wedding wine? Old Huang has already married his eighth concubine, why haven't you made any move yet?"

"It's almost time."

"Mr. Luo, when do you plan to buy a house? I have a nice house right here, on the same street as the Richard Hotel where you live. If you're interested, I'll take you there after the show is over..."

"Hey, Liang, you are such a nerd. I was wondering when you became interested in Liang Zhu when you watch Western movies every day. I guess you are here to do Mr. Luo's business, right?"

"I'm also thinking about Mr. Luo. It's so uncomfortable to live in the Richard Hotel every day. It's better to have your own house."

"Mr. Luo needs you to consider this? You want to stay at the Richard Hotel, but can you afford to stay in a suite every day?"

Luo Jun ignored the chatter of the crowd and drank tea while waiting for the show to start. Qin Huai looked at the people in the private seats and saw that they were all rich or noble. With them sitting in the theater, the whole theater looked upscale.

At the very edge of the elegant seat, there was a table of three people who did not look that wealthy. They were looking at Luo Jun and the people around him curiously, while whispering to each other.

Qin Huai leaned over to listen to the gossip.

"What's going on today? How come all of these people are here except Mr. Luo, Mr. Bai, Mr. Zhong, Boss Zhang, Boss Wang, Mr. Liu, Mr. Li, and Mr. Ge? Are they here to watch the opera?"

"Are you stupid? I'm not here to listen to the opera. I'm here to find out about Mr. Luo's background."

"Mr. Luo's background? Isn't Mr. Luo's family doing business in the south? Didn't he return home after studying abroad for many years? What background can he have?"

"Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Some time ago, that Tiger Gang targeted Mr. Luo..."

"I know, I know. It's not that the Tiger Gang is backed by a retired man from the north..."

"Last night, it was all gone."

"What's missing?"

"Did you know there was a fire at the dock last night?"

"I know, I know. It was reported in the newspaper this morning that the goods in several warehouses were burned. Was that the warehouse of the Tiger Gang?"

"Everything was burned, including the people and the goods. Not even ashes were left. I heard that the police didn't dare to investigate. If you ask around, you won't find any Tiger Gang or Rat Gang left."

The person who heard the gossip took a deep breath and glanced at Luo Jun with fear on his face: "Then what is he doing..."

"The most bizarre thing is that there was not even a gunshot at the dock yesterday. Didn't Mr. Luo study in England? He can't even use chopsticks. Now many people are saying that he is the Duke's illegitimate son."

Qin Huai:......

This rumor is a bit outrageous.

Luo Jun doesn't look like a mixed-race person.

Although the truth is a little bit more outrageous than what is said.

Guess what? He's not even a human being. The gossip hasn't even finished yet, and the drama has begun.

The people chatting immediately fell silent, and Qin Huai walked directly to the edge of the stage to watch.

Qin Huai had read the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai since he was a child. He had seen the movie and several TV series. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is a famous Chinese be aesthetic. Which child didn't hate Ma Wencai and his followers when he was a child?
Although the actor who played Ma Wencai became more and more handsome later on, by the time Qin Luo watched Liang Zhu, the child only watched Ma Wencai.

This is the first time I watched the opera version of Liang Zhu in Qinhuai.

Willow peach is very beautiful.

Even though she wore heavy makeup, the gorgeous opera makeup covered her entire face, making it difficult to judge what the actress should look like, but Qin Huai could still see that Liu Tao was a standard beauty.

She has an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, big, bright and lively eyes, and her eyes can express every frown and smile.

Not to mention the voice, which is melodious and beautiful.

In this era when opera is very inward-looking, any actor who becomes famous has real skills.

Luo Jun was watching the show seriously.

He was serious enough to be a little weird.

As we all know, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai is a tragic story. The love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was not tolerated by their secular families, and they eventually committed suicide and turned into butterflies. It is a tragic love story in which a pair of lovers died to break free from the shackles of the secular world.

According to the normal process of watching a play, the emotions of this play are quite intense when watching the finale. Female audience members who are usually sentimental should have been wiping their tears with their handkerchiefs.

But Luo Jun looked quite happy.

He seemed to like this ending very much, and even clapped with a smile after the two turned into butterflies and Zhu Yingtai ended her performance as a yellow butterfly accompanied by the sad tune of the erhu.

Those who don’t know might think that the opera troupe changed the story of Liang Zhu and gave it a happy ending.

"Mr. Luo..." As soon as the show ended, some people couldn't wait to get up and talk to Mr. Luo.

"I have something else to do." Luo Jun stood up and walked towards the backstage.

The owner of the class was already waiting backstage, and told Luo Jun that Liu Tao was still removing her makeup, and asked Luo Jun to sit down and wait for a while. At first glance, the lounge was specially arranged for Luo Jun, with tables, chairs, screens, ornaments, and vases. There were also several relatively cheap snacks on the table.

Luo Jun was not interested in the tea and snacks. He opened the window because the room was too dark, sat by the window, took out the newspaper he had not read in the morning, and started to read a novel.

Qin Huai:......

When did he fold the newspaper into a handkerchief and put it in his pocket?
Mr. Luo, do you like reading novels so much?

Qin Huai stood by and watched together.

The plot of the novel in this third-rate tabloid was not very good. Every other boring plot was followed by a sexy plot. Luo Jun obviously did not like reading such stories that lacked color in the plot. He read it very quickly and soon finished the two pages of the newspaper.

Then Luo Jun folded the newspaper and took out another one from his other pocket.

Qin Huai:?
No, what good person would carry novels in his pockets when going out to see a play?

The novel in this newspaper is a clichéd martial arts revenge story, with decent writing style, and Luo Jun read it with great interest.

"Mr. Luo."

Qin Huai and Luo Jun were both concentrating on reading novels and didn't notice that Liu Tao had arrived.

Liu Tao looks very different without her opera makeup than on stage.

Liu Tao on the stage, with her bright eyebrows and white teeth, radiates with beauty; her every frown, smile, and gesture can attract the attention of the audience below.

But at this moment, Liu Tao, who had changed into ordinary clothes, still had her bright big eyes, willow-shaped eyebrows, and oval face, but she looked much duller. Qin Huai could even pick out many obvious flaws on her face.

For example, her chin is a little short, her nose is not straight enough, and there are a few small moles on her face. These ordinary facial features combined with her beautiful eyes make people feel a little regretful.

Luo Jun put away the newspaper, calmly folded it into a handkerchief in front of Liu Tao, and put it in his pocket.

"You are so knowledgeable. You read newspapers wherever you go." Liu Tao exclaimed.

Luo Jun just nodded slightly and said nothing.

"I stewed some tangerine peel for you... Are you thirsty? Let me pour you a cup of tea." Liu Tao put down the small cup she was holding and went to the table to get the cup and pour tea.

"What do you think of today's Liang Zhu performance?" Liu Tao handed the teacup to Luo Jun.

Luo Jun took the teacup and held it without drinking: "No one else can do it except you."

"His singing skills are not good, his manners are not good, his positioning is not good, and his erhu playing for the background music is not good either." As soon as Luo Jun opens his mouth, you can tell he is a regular troll.

Liu Tao could only bow her head and apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, our troupe is indeed... I'm sorry, I disappoint you."

"Please sit down." Luo Jun pointed to the chair.

Liu Tao sat down obediently.

"But I like this story very much." Luo Jun said.

Liu Tao looked up in surprise, met Luo Jun's gaze and quickly looked away: "Do you like... this kind of story?"

“I like happy endings.”

Liu Tao:?
Now Liu Tao didn't care about being embarrassed anymore, and her little face was full of question marks.

"Perfect?" Liu Tao began to doubt her entire opera career, "Is the story of Liang Zhu...perfect?"

"Didn't Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turn into butterflies and be together in the end?" Luo Jun asked back.

"But...but they both died for love in the end before turning into butterflies."

"Being a butterfly or being a human, isn't it the same?" Luo Jun said calmly, "According to the novels, monsters can become spirits, and humans can cultivate immortality. Whether human or butterfly, they are both a kind of life, both living beings, there is no essential difference."

"When they were human, they were oppressed by the world and couldn't be together. Now they become butterflies and become a pair. Isn't that a happy ending?"

Liu Tao was confused by Luo Jun's theory. After digesting it carefully, she smiled and nodded, her bright eyes full of smiles: "What you said makes sense."

"You are so knowledgeable, and you are really different from those of us who sing in the opera troupe. I have been singing Liang Zhu since I was a child, and I never thought that being a butterfly could be a good ending. You are right, being a butterfly is also good, and you can fly."

"Do you like butterflies?" Luo Jun asked.

Liu Tao nodded heavily: "I like it."

"Originally I just thought butterflies were beautiful, but after hearing what you said, I feel that butterflies are also very free."

"So do you like butterflies?"

"It's all the same." Luo Jun said, "To me, people, butterflies, and birds are all the same. I can be anything."

Liu Tao smiled again and looked at Luo Jun with a smile.

Her eyebrows are curved, and her eyes are full of him.

This is two in one～

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(End of this chapter)