Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

The owner of the opera house originally wanted to wait until the performance was over and take care of Zhao Shi before going back to settle the accounts with the two of them.

After Si Ma was locked up in the woodshed for a few days without food, he naturally became obedient.

She wanted to let Si Mo know that forcing oneself to be the leader was not a good thing!

With this in mind, the woman walked into the main hall and saw the officer sitting in the middle of the audience, and then she performed a Sichuan opera face-changing.

She smiled so hard that she wanted to stretch the corners of her mouth to the back of her head. She pinched the handkerchief with her fingertips, adjusted her hair, and walked over with a tap of her feet:

"Hey, isn't this Captain Zhao? How come you didn't tell me you were coming? I should have been waiting for you at the entrance of the Pear Garden early."

Zhao Shi heard the voice, turned around and laughed loudly: "The boss is busy, I am visiting incognito, there is no need for special treatment."

The people who were drinking tea and listening to music nearby heard the conversation between the two and looked over. When they found that there was an officer sitting there, they unconsciously moved their chairs back half a position, not knowing whether out of fear or awe.

This surface, of course, is for outsiders to see.

When the woman came closer to him, Zhao Shi lowered his voice and asked, "How is it?"

"Don't worry, sir. Everything has been arranged. All the girls in our opera house will be on stage today. You can see which one you like when the time comes."

"But..." After saying that, the woman smiled flatteringly. Zhao Shi raised his neck and pretended to look around. After seeing that no one was paying attention here, he secretly took out a cloth bag from his pocket.

"I know. Yours is indispensable."

The woman smiled happily: "Thank you, thank you sir!"

"Shh!" Zhao Shi glared at her. The look was full of warning. The deal between them must not be discovered by others.

"By the way, are you...only girls here today?" Zhao Shi lowered his voice and took a deep breath before asking.

The woman obviously didn't understand what he meant. The silver coins in the cloth bag she had just put into her pocket were still clattering. She was stunned for a second before she said, "Girls? The girls here are all very good, both in face and figure..."

"Tsk." Zhao Shi frowned impatiently, licked his lips and chased her away: "I know, I know, you can go down."

When he returned to his seat, the warlord beside him poured him tea. With the sound of gongs and drums, the first act of the hat play began.

The fact that Liyuan can stand out among the many theaters in Shanghai is not just luck. Even if there are conflicts in private, those are all behind the scenes. At this moment, the people on the stage are getting into the mood, and the audience listening to the opera below the stage are also commenting and chatting with the people around them.

Everything was fine at the beginning, but halfway through the play, everyone noticed that something was wrong.

I couldn't tell where exactly, but I just watched the actors on the stage becoming more and more...

There's nothing wrong with the show, but the expressions of these people, to put it bluntly, are a bit coquettish.

They were all winking in the same direction, and the person sitting in that direction was none other than Captain Zhao.

Zhao Shi sipped his tea, with a smile frozen on his face. As people came and went, his patience was running out.

Because Zhao Shi could see that the faces on the stage were all women underneath their skin.

But what he was looking for was...

Bang —

He slammed the teacup hard on the table. Many people around who heard the noise were startled, especially the boss who was still counting money. She saw the obvious impatience on Zhao Shi's face, glanced at the stage, and slowly fell silent.

Could it be that he is still not satisfied with these girls and hasn't found any that he likes after so long? ?

This officer's vision was definitely the highest in the whole of Shanghai. All the actors in his opera house were outstanding in appearance. Picking out one of them could compete with the courtesan even in the Wangxiang Tower in the east.

The hostess felt more and more guilty because she glanced under the curtain and saw that there was only one group of actors left to go on stage.

But those are two male actors?!

This means that Captain Zhao is not satisfied with the performance of this play, and he might even take his anger out on her?

……

Zhao Shi rubbed the rim of the cup impatiently and sighed more than ten times in a few minutes: "Nothing new--"

The second to last group left the stage, and by the time the last two came on stage, the surrounding seats were already filled with audience members.

The host was already sweating profusely from anxiety, but suddenly, she saw Zhao Shi sit up, and when his eyes fell on the person on the stage, his eyes suddenly lit up.

She turned her head in disbelief and looked at the stage. After checking it two or three times, she was sure that it was Si Mo and Mo Xunyu on the stage!

Zhao Shi is interested in them???

Maybe my eyes are blurry.

Zhao Shi's expression changed quickly from being listless and uninterested at the beginning to staring almost without blinking.

This scene required two people to sing in coordination, and Zhao Shi was completely stunned by the smiles and frowns of the people on the stage.

As a veteran enthusiast in that area, he could tell at a glance that the two people on the stage were men, men who matched his type.

Most of the actors and the prostitutes in brothels come from humble backgrounds, and serving others in different fields makes the difference in how much money you earn.

Although there are madams watching over the brothels, they are inevitably good at seducing people and can grab the tips in bed. Actresses are different, they sell their art but not their bodies, some of them inherit their art from their ancestors and do not value money much, so most of the money in the end has to go through the hands of the boss, and it also depends on the boss's mood.

In contrast, actors earn less.

Just two years ago, some sergeants and lieutenants of grade three and above were transferred to Shanghai, and the atmosphere in the theater began to become unhealthy.

I don't know when it started, but some female actors also started to learn the ways of the entertainment industry, just to stand out in everyone's eyes, so that they could be noticed by a powerful official and taken home as a concubine.

There were very few choices for male actors, as it was not yet fashionable to have men in the entertainment industry. They were usually thirteen or fourteen years old, or even younger, and came to the theater to learn their skills just to make a living.

Zhao Shi narrowed his eyes and looked at the two of them leisurely, his gaze staying more on the face of the actor on the right.

He was 90% sure that it was still a rookie.

"This trip wasn't in vain." Zhao Shi hummed with satisfaction.

The commander beside him paused as he was pouring tea, then lowered his head half a second later and poured more tea for Zhao Shi as if nothing had happened.

In fact, when the play just started, the first thing Si Mo looked at was the audience seats. He ignored Zhao Shi's disgusted and obsessed gaze and his eyes fell on the man in the last row who was wearing a military uniform and long boots, with his long legs casually crossed and his hand raised to support his forehead.

The man was sitting on one side of the table, with a dark blue military cap neatly placed on the table. Perhaps he had just taken it off, and the traces of his hair being pressed down on his forehead were somewhat obvious. The man's facial features were delicate and sharp. The serious military uniform and the conspicuous badge on his arm made him look tall and upright, and he exuded an aura that kept strangers away.

They are both military officers, but when comparing the two, it is obvious that the familiar one has a more eye-catching temperament.

The man in the back row didn't seem to be paying attention to the stage. He sat there like a noble Buddha statue, and didn't even touch the tea that his adjutant Cen Xiang had poured for him.

There were not many people around them and they sat so far away, so it didn't seem like they were there to really listen to the opera.

In comparison, his adjutant Cen Xiang was much more lively, as if he had ADHD. He stuffed most of the cakes on the table into his mouth. Seeing that Chu Qingchen didn't want to drink, he simply took the cup of tea in front of him and drank it all.