Tomb robbery: My wife is Yin Nanfeng

The class leader took out the play card from the side and handed it to Chu Wen, saying, “Please also write down the name of the play.” ”

Chu Wen took the pen handed over by the class master, and he didn’t know how to write for a while.

He also rarely goes to the play, naturally he doesn’t know what the plays of this Liyuan class are.

But fortunately, the class leader did not really let Chu Wen think about himself.

After he reminded a few words on the side, he watched Chu Wen write his name on the play card, and then took it and held it in his hand respectfully.

The class leader came to the side of the boat with the play card, and it was dark outside the boat, and he almost lost his fingers.

“What is he going to do?”

Wu Tianzhen asked the fat man in a low voice.

The fat man shook his head and said, “How do I know?” ”

Wu Tianzhen thought about it and turned around and leaned towards Xie Yuchen.

Xie Yuchen studied under February Hong, and naturally knew the process of this drama class.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Tianzhen asked, Xie Yuchen gave an answer: “Welcome guests.” ”

“Welcome? What are the guests? ”

Wu Tianzhen looked dazed, obviously not understanding this.

However, before Xie Yuchen could answer, he heard the loud voice of the class leader spread above the river.

“Twenty-three members of the Liyuan opera class are here today, and they will present a big drama for the princes tonight. The Liyuan opera class has nine finale plays, please reward the play. ”

In the hands of the class leader, holding a stack of leaves engraved with various opera name tags, the class leader took out the leaves from his hand and threw them into the water one by one after saying a word towards the river.

“Please come and help me.” The class leader turned back to Chu Wen and called.

Chu Wen walked forward, and Huo Xiuxiu grabbed Chu Wen’s arm.

“Danger…”

Chu Wen patted the back of Huo Xiuxiu’s hand soothingly and said, “Don’t worry, trust me.” ”

Saying that, Chu Wen strode over.

“How.” Chu Wen asked very calmly, causing the class leader’s appreciative gaze.

The class leader said: “Please use the light to shine on the surface of the river to see which leaf has sunk, please remember the name on that leaf.” ”

When Chu Wen heard this, he used the light of a flashlight to the river, and suddenly saw several leaves floating on the water.

Chu Wen waited slowly, looking at those leaves and it seemed that nothing had changed

Just when he couldn’t help but wonder, he suddenly found that a leaf suddenly sank without warning.

Chu Wen quickly wrote down the name on it, it was a big fuss in the sky.

Soon after, the second leaf also sank, it was Wu Penji.

Then there was the third, the fourth, the fifth…

When each leaf sank, Chu Wen wrote down the names on those leaves and handed them to the class leader.

Soon, the nine leaves sank into the water one after another.

The class leader also received the play card handed over by Chu Wen, and then saluted everyone, and made a note towards the river, and said in a loud voice:

“Thank you for the show, please wait for a moment, the good show is about to be staged.”

After speaking, I saw the class leader beckoning, and I saw a few ghosts dressed up in small houses come out from the backstage, with several tables, chairs and benches in their hands.

The class leader led Chu Wen to a position and sat down, and Chu Wen did not shy away from anything, and the big horn sat down.

Later, the class leader led the others over, and after everyone sat down, the class leader went directly out of the backstage from the curtain.

“I thought this chair was at most a look, and I couldn’t sit on it.”

The fat man tried the small bench under his ass and muttered.

Seeing this, Chu Wen said with a grin:

“You think you’re sitting on a small bench now, maybe you’re sitting on some abandoned frame at the moment, don’t toss around, don’t toss and fall apart when the time comes, just keep standing.”

The fat man’s action paused, and he said clearly: “Is co-authoring just a trick?” ”

The fat man lost interest and sat down obediently.

At this moment, the already calm river once again set off waves, and a dark wind suddenly blew, blowing those drapery hunting.

“What’s going on? What’s going on? ”

“Could it be that something evil has come out again?”

“Lying groove, there is no end…”