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On the second floor, a huge stage stood in the center.

Below the stage were rows of human-shaped chairs. From the back, those chairs looked like people sitting and watching the stage in front of them.

"Brother Long, the atmosphere here is so weird, those chairs look like they are one person."

Zhao Hengyu shuddered, looked around, and followed Ning Chen closely.

"Don't talk, just follow the adults."

Zhang Long was afraid of disturbing Ning Chen, so he quickly reminded Zhao Hengyu.

At this time, Ning Chen had already set his eyes on the surroundings.

The layout of the entire second floor is very unique.

It is like the stage for wealthy families in ancient times to watch plays. The huge stage is in the center, with stools below, and there is another layer on the top, with many stools.

Obviously, the bottom is for ordinary people to watch, and the top is for the host family to watch.

Ning Chen looked for a long time, but did not see the way to the third floor.

In the Xiaguo live broadcast room.

Everyone looked at the stage in front of them, and the blood deep in their hearts seemed to awaken.

Maybe someone���I dreamed that on a dark night, a strange stage was performing in front of a grave. The performers on the stage looked extremely pale, like strange people.

【To be honest, I am not afraid of Lele or the weirdness of the West, but if I were asked to feel the terrifying atmosphere of Xia Country, I would not feel it at all.】

【Damn, I can already imagine a group of weird people performing on the stage.】

【Stop talking, I'm getting goosebumps.】

【You said, this level can't really be for listening to opera, right?】

【It's possible, but we Xia people understand opera, how can those contestants from other countries do? 】

In the live broadcast room, countless people were discussing, and the stage in front of them gave people a weird feeling.

Suddenly, in the dark space, a sound of gongs was heard.

Ning Chen's eyes also looked towards the gong and drum area.

On the stage, a golden gong and drum made a sound. No one was beating it, but it was vibrating on its own.

"Gudong"

"Is it about to start?"

Zhao Hengyu swallowed his saliva, his face more nervous.

At this moment, a sharp voice rang throughout the hall.

"Please take a seat, ladies and gentlemen!"

"The opera is about to begin. Please do not move around."

The voice came, and the originally dark space seemed to be filled with people, and their footsteps were hurried.

The entire area around the stage was filled with people coming and going.

In the darkness, heads appeared one by one. Those people sat on human leather chairs, lined up neatly, and looked at the stage not far away.

"Where do these people come from? Are they all weird?"

"Where should we sit?"

Zhao Hengyu looked around and found that the seats that were originally empty were now full of people.

Those people were like pieces of wood, staring blankly at the stage in front of them.

Looking up, on the second floor, there were also dark shadows gathered and sitting. The originally empty venue now seemed very crowded.

Ning Chen looked around and found that there were two chairs below that were not occupied. Obviously, they were specially left for them.

However, there were three people on his side, and there were only two chairs below. Who should sit on them?

At this moment, Ning Chen looked at the second floor.

Although the second floor was also very crowded, there was no shadow on the larger human skin chair in the middle.

The human skin chair was located in the central area of the second floor, which was also the best viewing area. It was obviously the seat of the most important person.

But no one was in this position at the moment.

"You guys, go sit over there."

Ning Chen pointed to two chairs not far away.

Zhang Long and Zhao Siyu had already seen the two chairs, but they did not go forward. After all, there were only two chairs, and one of the three people would definitely have no seat.

In their opinion, Ning Chen would definitely abandon one of them, but what they did not expect was that Ning Chen decisively gave them the two chairs.

"Sir, this is not good. There are only two chairs around."

"What would you do if we sat down?"

Zhang Long said quickly. Although Ning Chen was very powerful, there were so many weird things here. Could he really do it? When the audience in Xiaguo in the live broadcast room saw this scene, some of them even shed tears.

【Unexpectedly, this adult was so kindhearted that he gave the only two chairs to his own people.】

【I used to think Ning Yinyin's father was a devil, but now it seems he is an angel】

【Ning Yinyin's father is not only strong, but also handsome. The most amazing thing is that he is so kind. 】

Everyone in the live broadcast room was moved, but the next moment, everyone was dumbfounded again.

Ning Chen was seen shaking his head slightly.

""Who said there are only two chairs?"

Ning Chen said, and he jumped up and landed directly on the second floor.

On the largest human skin chair on the second floor, Ning Chen slowly sat down and crossed his legs.

With a calm face, he sat in the center of the second floor, overlooking the entire theater.

At this moment, Zhang Long and a group of audiences were stunned.

How could this person look like the owner of the house?

This momentum, this feeling, always feels that Ning Chen is the boss of this drum tower, and these weird things are just workers.

"Captain Long, why do I feel that adults are weird, and these weird things are not weird."

Zhao Zhao Hengyu was completely dumbfounded.

He thought Ning Chen would kill a weird and sit on the chair, but he didn't expect that he would sit directly on the chair of the host.

And there was no sense of disobedience, as if this chair was his.

"As expected of an adult, let's take a seat quickly."

Zhang Long said, and quickly pulled Zhao Hengyu to sit on a chair in the crowd.

In the Xiaguo live broadcast room, everyone was stunned when they saw Ning Chen sitting on the chair at the head.

【No, this seems to be where the most powerful people sit. How did Ning Yinyin's father sit directly on it?】

【Who is Ning Yinyin's father? Why is he sitting on the chair so confidently?】

【Yes, I am very curious about what kind of strength Ning Yinyin's father has and who he is to dare to be so presumptuous.】

【He sat directly on the middle chair. He is indeed Ning Yinyin's father. But why do I feel like he is the master?】

【I had the same feeling as before, as if this drum tower originally belonged to him. 】

In the live broadcast room, countless people were shocked and posted comments.

At this moment, the sound of drums rang out again. Two figures in Henan opera costumes slowly walked up to the stage.

One of the women even walked in ghost steps, very fast, with no color on her face.

"In this opera, who says women are inferior to men?"

""It was adapted by Miss Ling herself. Please enjoy it."

A sharp voice came again, and the next moment, there was warm applause from the audience.

Among the group of weirdos, Zhang Long and the others also applauded.

At this time, the woman who was originally wearing a costume changed into a red battle armor, and another weirdo in black battle armor appeared beside him.

The two weirdos danced with guns and swords, and the whole stage was filled with gusts of gloom.

Ning Chen was enjoying the show. The protagonist should be this female weirdo.

According to Ning Chen's guess,���The story should be about a strange woman who overcame all obstacles and became a master.

However, just as Ning Chen was guessing, a gong sounded, and Ning Chen suddenly found that a red shadow appeared on the chair next to him.

And the hand of the red shadow actually fell on his hand!