Finally, I was late.

Not only did I delay some time in Shunhua Tower, I also took the box of gems home and put them in. By the way, I looked in the mirror and removed the two gorgeous hairpins that Mrs. Shunhua had inserted on her head.

When Xiaoxiao was in a carriage to the Snow Tower on Nanpu Street, it was already noon. "Brief Zhu", which was originally scheduled to open at Siyu, had been performed for more than two hours now.

The front of the snow tower was very quiet, except for the carriages waiting quietly in front of the door.

Looking through the curtain, I saw that the entire building was made of white stone, just like a small snow city.

What is inconsistent with this Snow City is the hot weather today, which is only early summer, and it is as hot as midsummer.

The fan came in handy and Xiaoxiao specially equipped the skirt with a small folding fan of the same color, with only a few fireflies painted on it. At a glance, there were a cloud of hazy light yellow light fog.

The snow-guiding building in front of me was much larger than I thought. I had to pass a deep white stone door hole into the door.

Xiaoxiao shook the fan and walked faster than Xiao Dier, for fear of missing this "movie watching event". Even if it was a good thing to catch up with the tail: what was the stage, how did the actors perform, and what were the audience's reactions... Everything about this "movie", Xiaoxiao was full of expectations.

It was cool in the doorway, and a breeze came in, accompanied by a few gray pigeons.

As soon as I walked out of the door, I felt like I couldn't stand the sunlight outside. I squinted my eyes and used the fan to cover the light.

Outside the door opening is an isolated figure of a man.

It seems like a black and white photo: under the city wall, beside the ancient tree, there is a man with a crane with a magnificent shape.

Although she went against the light, Xiaoxiao still recognized the man Zhonglunge at a glance. Even if she was wearing a cloth clothes, she could calmly wear expensive fur.

Because of the sudden sense of familiarity, I almost blurted out the other party's name. I didn't know whether Yuan Longchao's self should remember this person, so I swallowed the three words "Zhonglunge".

But Kim Jong-lun seemed to be looking for someone, looking around and seeing Xiaoxiao: "This girl, the stage is set in the yard inside." She spoke politely, and was completely in the friendship of the landlord.

Xiaoxiao stood up: "Who is Mr. Jin looking for?"

Jin Zhonglun smiled, his eyes as clear as the Qingqiukong: "I don't know where I'm going to take a break again."

Xiaoxiao said, "I don't know what the young master is doing. Maybe the girl I brought with me may serve?"

Jin Zhonglun bowed and thanked him first: "I just want to find a bowl of cold water."

Xiaoxiao smiled first: "There must be tea during the meal. After this hour, there will always be the remaining herbal tea in the teapot I removed. I just don't know what the young master is for?"

Jin Zhonglun looked puzzled and suddenly looked at him again and said, "Miss... is the daughter of the Tang family?"

Emma, ​​Mr. Jin, you finally recognize your sister.

"It will take more than four years since Suzhou Tang Mansion has parted." Jin Zhonglun bowed and his eyes became much more cordial.

"Why are Brother Zhonglun?" Xiaoxiao was too lazy to pretend. Since he was an acquaintance, he would stop being the old Mr. Jin. He was embarrassed to scream, "What is Brother Zhonglun looking for cold water?"

No one has ever called him Brother Zhonglun, but Mr. Jin doesn't feel abrupt at this moment, as if the girl in front of him should call him that.

‘Brother Zhonglun’ led Xiaoxiao’ all the way through the flower hall and towards the yard inside: “A child seemed to be sick just now, and he left the mat alone, and didn’t even follow a girl. I asked her who she belonged to, but she didn’t say anything, just asked for a bowl of cold water. I couldn’t find the servant around, so I had to find it myself. I remember that there were often stalls selling mint water in front of the door.”

The flower hall was quiet and there was no one to see. Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask, "There should be people here, right?"

Kim Jong-lun's expression was a bit complicated. Xiaoxiao couldn't tell whether it was a difficult or a joy. "There are so many servants in the theater, but now... they all come to the front to watch the show."

What a guy, that's so popular...

After passing through the flower hall, Xiaoxiao had already seen a girl squatting under the pomegranate tree, combed her hair, wearing a hibiscus stone hairband, and a light lake-colored gauze shirt. Who else is it if it isn't the eight sister?

Xiaoxiao hurried over and saw a little blood under the tree. He was shocked: "Keju, what's wrong with you?"

This sound made me frightened my little face lifted up. I saw that it was my fifth sister, so I felt relieved: "Fifth sister, it's okay." As I said that, I reached out to Xiaoxiao, there was a small tooth in my palm.

It turned out that it was a tooth loss.

I think my teeth fell off while watching the show and couldn't stop bleeding for a while, so I ran out halfway and wanted to find a bowl of cold water to be iced.

Xiaoxiao couldn't help feeling distressed: "Does it still hurt?"

"It's okay, but I lost my teeth," Keju smiled and stood up. "The cold water is no longer needed, it doesn't hurt anymore."

When he saw Jin Zhonglun beside Xiaoxiao, he politely said, "Thank you, young master."

There were already servants from the Jin family who rushed over. Jin Zhonglun had no time to cure their sins, so he ordered: "Go and bring a bowl of warm and light salt water to rinse the girl's mouth."

Keju expressed her gratitude to Jin Zhonglun again, Xiaoxiao couldn't help but hold her hand and said, "Who is following you today?"

"Fifth sister, don't blame me for that girl. She is one year younger than me. If I know that I can't stop the blood from losing my teeth, I will be panicked, and it will be bad if everyone knows it." Keju whispered.

"You are only eight years old, why do you take care of such a young girl when you go out?" Xiaoxiao couldn't help but say.

I can't speak for myself, maybe there is something unspeakable and I don't want to speak in front of others.

Xiaoxiao sighed and said, "Where are them?"

Keju heard it and knew that it was about the girls of the Tang family: "Sisters are watching the show. If they knew, they would definitely take care of me first. Fifth sister, why are you here so late? Today's show is so good! There are ancient songs, dialogues, and the opera singers' singing style and figure are all good! I don't know that Zhu Yingtai can marry Ma Wen..." The voice darkened, and he was worried about the characters in the play.

A smile appeared on the corner of Jin Zhonglun's mouth: "Come with me later, the highlight is behind."

After rinsing his mouth and tidying up, several people walked through the flower hall and came to the magnificent theater. When they went upstairs, they could hear a whisper of sluts, and then turned into a misty flute sound.

The theater is separated by a pool of clear water, and the theater is the stage.

Even an actor couldn't see the red and white flowers on the stage. It was a scene where Zhu Yingtai took off his wedding dress and cried for Liang Shanbo in mourning clothes, and finally opened and closed the tomb.

It seems that the whole drama is over.

Xiaoxiao was unable to catch up with the tail in the end.

Suddenly, a shrill singing sounded: "Sorrow is gone! The soul is broken!"

Xiaoxiao shuddered, not knowing whether it was because of the sudden sing or being infected by the sad atmosphere, holding his cute hand, he felt that the other party was trembling as if he was excited.

There was a whine in the audience: some people sobbed softly, some people burst into tears silently, and some people were already crying out of breath.

Xiaoxiao couldn't help but look at Kim Jong-lun: The premiere was very successful, President Kim.

Kim Jong-lun's expression still seemed to be looking forward to something. Could it be that there is an easter egg at the end?

As Xiaoxiao was thinking, he heard a commotion in the audience. A yellow butterfly flew over, landed on Xiaoxiao's sleeve, and then left again.

Immediately afterwards, one more, two more... more than a dozen... hundreds...

There were so many butterflies flying from somewhere, with different colors, flying up and down, and their figures were sad.

Most of the girls in the audience opened their mouths in surprise at this moment, letting tears hang on their cheeks: "It's Zhu Yingtai! It's Liang Shanbo! They really turned into butterflies!"

Xiaoxiao sighed that Liang Zhu's last scene was transforming into a butterfly.

Keju is a child after all, so she was so excited that she stamped her feet: "Fifth Sister, I have never seen so many butterflies! I have never seen such a beautiful and novel drama!"

The audience was so excited: “Where did you catch many butterflies?!” “The Jin family really has a way!” “Maybe the butterflies were attracted by this drama!” “Stop talking about butterflies, I want to cry as soon as I say…”

In the butterfly dance in the sky, "Battle of Liang" ends.

In the crowd of people who were having sex, everyone had red eyes.

Even the coachmen who were waiting outside the snow tower to pick up their master, they thought they had made a mistake. Did the master go to see the show? Could it be that they went to pay their respects? There was no need to cry so hard for the condolences, and their eyes were swollen.

All the girls in the Tang family wiped their eyes with a veil and walked out of the Kuaixue Tower absent-mindedly. Keju also hurriedly followed the Tang family's large army. Her little girl cried so hard that she didn't notice the strangeness of her girl at all.

Xiaoxiao had already told Xiao Di'er: "Today's eight girl, let Helu go and talk to Qingsi, there is no one who bullies people like this."

Xiaoxiao did not leave with the Tang family, but instead stayed to stay and said to Jin Zhonglun: "Congratulations to Brother Zhonglun for his victory and his premiere will be successful."

"Smile and smile." Jin Zhonglun couldn't hide his inner joy. The premiere of the first drama in his life was very important to him. Although many people around him did not take this seriously, they even regarded this drama as a proof that Mr. Jin was not doing his job properly. Including the second-generation business audiences invited today, they were more interested in watching it. Although they cried to the fullest today, if they were asked to agree with the value of rehearsal, especially the commercial value, they might laugh out loud.

Kim Jong-lun is determined to do this as a career.

I couldn't help but look at the little girl in front of me who congratulated me seriously. She was wearing a blue-gray gauze dress. Under the sunlight, the hem of the skirt was dotted with water. Jin Zhonglun swore that he had seen this skirt, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

It looks pretty pretty like a little gray dove.

"Little Gray Pigeon" didn't know what Brother Zhonglun was thinking, and he laughed foolishly. He just heard the other party call him "Xiaoxiao". He felt much more comfortable, and his feelings were back.

The two of them stood under a pomegranate tree and spoke, and the place was quiet.

I didn't have time to look at the ancient costume version of President Jin, but now I can enjoy the eyes.

Jin Zhonglun wore a thin blue long gown, and his figure was thin and straight, so he looked particularly handsome in ancient clothes. Temperament is one aspect, but the main thing is that he has a good foundation. Whether you are a Tongtian Guanri or a body armor is not determined by temperament. The key is genetic genes.

Zhonglun said: "Xiaoxiao still remembers that in Suzhou, you are only as old as Miss Eight. It was also the ninth day of summer, and you lost a tooth."

Xiaoxiao really forgot. Even though he had experienced it in his previous life, he still remembered these things so clearly. He laughed: "Do I ask you for cold water?"

Zhonglun: "You ordered me to buy a lot of rice dumpling candy."

I was really a naughty child back then. Looking at the sweetness now, I am like a little adult.

Just as he was thinking, a little girl from the Jin family came over with a candy box: "Miss Tang, your rice dumpling candy."

When did you buy this? Brother Zhonglun is worthy of being Brother Zhonglun.

"They are old and they have stopped eating candy for a long time." Xiaoxiao looked embarrassed, and then picked out the largest mint candy from the box and put it in her mouth to eat.

Zhonglun: This daughter is becoming more and more like her cousin...

The candy for people and the loyalty of people, smiled and said with a cool mouth: "The drama that Brother Zhonglun arranged is so beautiful, are you planning to keep urging Xuelou to perform? How many days will it take to perform?"

"People always have to stop singing, about every five days?"

You haven't figured out your feelings yet... "How many guests can the theater building accommodate?"

"If there is a full seat, there will be about two hundred people."

Xiaoxiao thought for a while: "Today is a ticket, but if you buy a ticket in the future, how much is the ticket price?"

"I thought about setting a price of three taels of silver." Jin Zhonglun's interest doubled when talking about her 'film career'. No matter whether she is a business expert or an ignorant girl, it is the first blessing in the world to be able to sit down with her to talk about the show. He reached out and greeted Changsui: "Go, put a table of refreshments in the side flower hall. Tea needs daughter rings, snacks require pine flower cakes, vegetarian gauze candy, and ice and snow cold Yuanzi."

These are probably the things that eight-year-old Tang Xiaoxiao likes to eat. Jin Zhonglun's gold medal memory is still outstanding in the Yuanlong Dynasty.

Xiaoxiao added: "Add another rose mirror cake, don't sprinkle sesame seeds." I still remember this. Tang Xiaoxiao always has deep affection for eating.
Chapter completed!