Chapter 57 Thousand Layer Cake (3)

"His name is Liu'er," said Team Leader Huang, "and he's an opera singer in our troupe."

Lin Fei asked: "What are you singing?"

Leader Huang said: "The name of the opera is "The Orphan of Zhao", and it's about..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Fei. He stretched out his hand, pointed at the head that looked up at everyone, and said, "Why are you wearing makeup like a ghost?"

After hearing this sentence, Leader Huang couldn't help but say: "Adults are watching the show too!"

Is not this nonsensical? Mrs. Jingguo is also a famous theater fan. As her grandson, Lin Shaoqing naturally spends a lot of time watching plays with Mrs. Jingguo.

The play "The Orphan of Zhao" is not unfamiliar to theater fans. It is based on a record in "Zuo Zhuan" and "Historical Records". It tells the story of a clan leader who was assassinated during the Spring and Autumn Period. His entire family was killed, leaving only Had a child. The child was alive because a loyal subordinate exchanged his own child with that child, so that his own child was killed instead of the son of the sect master, and he survived. When the child grows up, he gets revenge with the help of everyone.

This is a story about revenge, and the whole story does not involve monsters. In this case, how could the actors on the stage wear the makeup of evil spirits?

Class leader Huang explained with a sarcastic smile: "'The Orphan of Zhao' has been sung too much and everyone is familiar with it. Didn't I change it?"

Lin Fei glanced at him, pointed at the actor wearing ghost makeup on the stage, and said, "Which character is he?"

Leader Huang's expression froze, and he knew that the spectators below had watched most of the play, so he had no choice but to say honestly: "That's the orphan."

"Is the protagonist an evil ghost?" Liu Yuan couldn't help but interrupt after hearing this.

Leader Huang sneered: "It's changed!" He then explained to everyone, "I...have always wanted to revive the troupe! I have to find a new way and be original!"

As soon as these words came out, Bai Zhu, who didn't speak much, couldn't help but glance at him and said: "So you just made it up randomly and created a gimmick to attract people to watch?"

Leader Huang laughed sarcastically again and promised: "I won't dare next time, I won't dare!"

"Where's the revised script?" Lin Fei asked, ignoring Team Leader Huang's assurance.

Leader Huang shook his head: "There is no script."

How could there be no script? Liu Yuandong and Bai Zhu looked at him, their eyes full of suspicion.

No matter how thick-skinned Team Leader Huang was, he couldn't help but panic when he saw the suspicious looks from the Dali Temple officials. He said hurriedly: "It's true! I didn't write this script!"

"Who made it up?" Liu Yuan said, "Just call that person and ask."

Team leader Huang shook his head with a grimace: "I can't scream... I can't scream anymore!" As he said that, before anyone could ask questions, he stretched out his finger and pointed at the actor who was cut into a wooden figure on the stage and said, "He... he made it up of!"

This sentence immediately caused Liu Yuan to sneer: "What a coincidence? Could it be that you made it up yourself and deliberately framed a dead person!"

"No!" Class Leader Huang became anxious upon hearing this and quickly explained, "I really didn't make it up. I have a witness!"

Leader Huang does have witnesses, and there are quite a few of them.

In addition to the testimony from the top to the bottom of the troupe, there are many people from the troupe in Chang'an City who have seen the actors on the stage.

"This man has been visiting major opera troupes in Chang'an City since last year, saying he wanted to sing in opera," the officer who went out to inquire about the news came back and reported. "The troupe owners asked him if he had ever sung in opera? He said no, he sang in opera. He didn't know how to do theater at all. At the age of sixteen, it was too late to start learning, and the troupe leader naturally refused. The man said that he didn't want to learn to sing, but wanted to ask someone to let him sing alone. a show……"

"Some people are too lazy to pay attention to him and think he is talking crazy! After all, I specially prepared a stage to create a scene, just to let him sing a play. I don't think anyone will agree." The officer who spoke glanced at the supervisor Huang who looked aside with a stern expression.

Team Leader Huang smiled and shrank his neck.

"Someone who was more patient asked him what kind of play he wanted to sing. He said it was called "The Orphan of Zhao" and that he had composed it himself." The servant said, "Someone asked him to bring the playbook to see if it would be okay. He said there was no playbook. , when the time comes, he can just go on stage and sing by himself."

Which sane theater director would agree to such a thing? Naturally, he was blasted out.

"Class Leader Huang kicked him out last year," the guard said, glancing at Class Leader Huang and saying, "I don't know why he was asked to sing again this time."

Team leader Huang put his hands in his hands and still smiled dryly. After a pause, he explained in a low voice to everyone: "I...don't I want to make a stunt?"

"It's true that it's a gimmick, but why do you want to do it for someone who doesn't even know how to sing and doesn't even have a script?" Bai Zhu shook his head and said, "Does Leader Huang think this explanation is justified?"

Leader Huang said: "That was because he assured me that this play would definitely cause a sensation, and I...I believed him this time..."

Lin Fei looked him over and said nothing. He just pointed to the man hanging in mid-air and asked Team Leader Huang: "How did he die?"

Leader Huang said: "The limbs and head were cut off by the wire..."

"Lin Shaoqing was asking about the process at that time," Liu Yuan said. "We could all see it being cut by the wire."

Leader Huang said "Oh" and stammered: "We were all in the audience at that time...really!" Leader Huang raised his hand and assured, "When he sang this play, I was on stage the whole time. I'm watching, all the theatergoers in the hall are my witnesses!"

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what happened at that time!" Liu Yuandao.

Leader Huang then said: "He is the one who sings opera there..."

"Is he alone?" Liu Yuan asked.

Leader Huang nodded and said, "Yes! Singing alone."

"When he sings and raises his sword to pierce the chest of the evil man who has killed his entire family..."

Before Leader Huang finished speaking, he was interrupted again: "He was alone on the stage and stabbed nothing?"

Can such an outrageous play continue to be performed?

"He is indeed alone on the stage, but the villain who wants to pierce is not empty," Team Leader Huang said, leading a group of them to the side of the stage, pointing to the wire mechanism on the top of the stage that was covered by a curtain. There was a dummy hanging on top, he said, "Where is the villain hanging? When he wanted to use this mechanism, I asked specifically. He said that in the last play, he would borrow a wire to hang himself in the air, and then pretend The man was hanging down, and he stabbed the dummy through the chest in the air.”

Having said this, Team Leader Huang paused, pointed to the chest of the dummy, and said: "I also specially hid chicken blood in the chest of the dummy. When the time comes, he will pierce it with the sword and the blood will spatter. I think it will cause a lot of trouble." Some sensation..."

Hearing this, Liu Yuan rolled his eyes at him angrily: "The fake turned out to be real. The dummy was not pierced, but he himself was pierced?"