Tang Zheng was so dizzy that he was put on the costume. Looking at the big red costume on his body, he was actually extremely resistant in his heart.

"My junior brother, you have to sing well on stage later. Today is your big day. The headmaster was helping you vigorously promote and post more than half a month ago. Our first shot must be fired!"

"If you become a star in this Huacheng, our opera troupe will have much better life in the future."

"I heard that there is a big man here to come to promote you today. That person is a gun, so I can't lose any chains if I say anything! Sing well, senior brother believes you can do it!"

The sixth senior brother Duan Han helped Tang Zheng wear and organize his costume while nagging in his ear, telling him the importance of this scene tonight.

This is a matter of insisting on getting the ducks on the shelves. It seems that it will not work if it doesn’t come on stage!

Tang Zheng sighed helplessly, and the shameful women's clothing career seemed to be about to begin like this.

If he was still struggling to go on stage before this, when he heard Senior Brother Six say that a big shot came to support him, he knew that this scene tonight was very unparalleled.

After receiving the memories of his ancestor Tang Yanqiu, he already knew the era he was in. It was not long after the feudal society was overthrown, and Lao Yuan was driven down from the position of president for less than a year.

This period was the most chaotic time in the country, with warlords rising everywhere and order collapsed. There were hundreds of generals like this.

If someone has a gun in his hand, he is the king of heaven. If anyone wants to make them unhappy, killing people is as simple as eating and drinking water.

"I must not be able to miss the show today, otherwise the entire troupe might have to suffer with me."

Tang Zheng hid in the backstage and looked out through the gap in the curtains. He found that the person sitting in the middle of the front row was a short and fat middle-aged man in military uniform. There were two guards with guns and ammunition standing beside him. The young man sitting next to him seemed to be his guard.

As you can see from the short and fat middle-aged man's fancy military uniform, this person is probably probably the leader of a warlord.

"It's a blessing or not a disaster, it's a disaster. You can't escape it. Try to do what you should do first."

Tang Zheng put down the curtain and said to Senior Brother Six with a serious expression: "Senior Brother, go and tell the head teacher, just say I am ready and can be on stage at any time."

"Okay."

Duan Han agreed with a smile, turned around and left quickly.

Tang Yanqiu was embraced by Qingyi and Wusheng. When he changed into a costume of a female actor, he was a beautiful and peerless actor. When he lifted the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, he was the heroic Guan Erye.

Ten years of polishing and training were enough to allow him to change freely in Qingyi and martial arts at any time.

In order to cultivate this closed disciple, Li Chunhe, the headmaster of Chunhe opera troupe, has taken great pains and worked hard.

Tang Yanqiu was indeed successful, and he was talented and able to work hard. In addition to the four basic skills of singing, reciting and doing the singing and fighting in Peking Opera, he even practiced martial arts with Li Chunhe since childhood in order to sing well.

Although he changed into a costume and looked weak and pitiful, he really couldn't get close to him at all when he started to move.

After the last play, the gongs and drums stopped. The headmaster Li Chunhe, dressed in a long gown, went on stage and bowed with a smile on his face and said, "Dear guests, colleagues from the Liyuan world, friends of the opera fans, and I am the headmaster of the Taichunhe opera troupe, Li Chunhe, thank you for your kindness and take out valuable time in your busy schedule..."

"Your grandma, why are you talking nonsense? Isn't this commander here to listen to you talking nonsense on stage? Isn't your apprentice Tang Yanqiu the first tonight? Let him go on stage and sing a paragraph."

Li Chunhe was just halfway through his words when he was interrupted by the short and fat middle-aged warlord who opened his mouth and spitted lotus flowers, making his face a little hot when he stood on the stage.

"Yes, you have been posting movies everywhere these days, saying that your baby apprentice Tang Yanqiu is so amazing and so powerful. Please come and show your skills."

"I want to see him so much because of such a big disturbance."

"Let's start, everyone is coming to Tang Yanqiu's locket tonight."

......

People who don’t mind the big troubles when watching the fun are in many dynasties and generations.

The short and fat warlords took the lead, and the entire theater started to stir up trouble.

Li Chunhe's face changed, and he could only resist the embarrassment and anger and gesture to the musician next to him, asking them to start.

"Yanqiu, this drama is all about you tonight, but you must not sing it out loud!"

Li Chunhe hugged his fists from the audience and quickly returned to the backstage from the stage. He looked at Tang Zhengyu, who was dressed properly, and gave a serious reminder.

"Don't worry, master, I will sing well."

Tang Zheng gave him a confident smile, turned around and stepped on the stage with the gongs and drums.

While walking slowly on the stage, Tang Zheng seemed to have fragrant phoenix petals sneaked into his wide sleeves. The charming skirt was gently undulating, like endless blood, or like the burning flames in the sky, rolling from the depths of the world, as if it was about to burn out the prosperity.

Without surprise, every Tang Zheng who saw a red wedding dress was stunned. Even the faces of a few rich ladies and wives who were occasionally sitting in the private room were instantly filled with stunning looks.

Being stared at hundreds of pairs of eyes at the same time, Tang Zheng's heart was thumping uncontrollably.

It doesn't matter if it's a normal look, but the eyes of these people at the scene are hotter and more enthusiastic. Some of them are even like pairs of invisible big hands, and they want to strip him naked on the spot, which scared Tang Zheng almost turned his head and ran away.

"Damn it, I really don't know how those big men in women's clothing usually live."

His spine was numb and cursed in his heart. Tang Zheng pinched his right hand, which was covered by his wide white sleeves, hard on his thighs, telling himself to treat the people in front of him as cabbages, and slowly adjust his breathing to quickly stabilize his mind.

"Beautiful! It's really his grandmother's beauty. This is the fairy's descending to earth!"

The short and fat warlord sitting in the middle of the front row looked straight, and the stunning and intoxicating look on his face could not be hidden.

Not only him, but the adjutant and the two guards next to him were not much better. They stared at Tang Zheng with their eyes shining. If they hadn't been worried that this was a theater and there were hundreds of people watching behind him, they might have pounced on him long ago.

Even though I knew that there was a man on the stage, I still couldn't help it.

This may be the charm of those women's clothing bosses.

Taking both men and women is the ultimate mystery of women's clothing bosses.

But Tang Zheng never dreamed that one day he would become one of the women's clothing bosses.

"I don't know if it's good luck or bad luck. There are so many ancestors in the genealogy, but they become the ancestor Yan Qiu, hey..."
Chapter completed!