Several artists sang opera in the teahouse and sang one part. If there are guests who support the artist to add money, then they can also add money. For artists, this is not only a matter of money but also a face.

Tonight, Bai Mudan temporarily replaced the opera she was going to sing with drums and scolded Cao. This opera sang the story of Kuang Heng, the minister of the late Eastern Han Dynasty, scolding Cao Cao.

Tonight is the best time Bai Mudan has sang since she performed the opera. She beat the drums and made a loud lyrics sound, her almond eyes wide open and her lyrics are sonorous and powerful.

When Bai Mudan was singing, she couldn't see Qian Xiaobao in her eyes. Today is different. Bai Mudan looked at Qian Xiaobao with her eyes spitting out in the whole scene. Every time she scolded Cao Cao, her fingers like jade onion pointed straight at Qian Xiaobao!

If a bullet is clamped on Bai Mudan's eyelid, Bai Mudan will definitely fire the bullet and shoot Qian Xiaobao to death on the spot!

If you dare to scold me, I will fight you!

Aunt Chang first sat in the backstage and was shaking and sulking, but later rushed out of the teahouse and disappeared.

Mr. Guan smiled and said nothing throughout the night.

Until all the plays were finished, and when everyone walked out, someone patted Qian Xiaobao's shoulder and said, "It's really not in vain tonight. I'll watch a big show without spending money!"

The more you walk forward, the fewer people will walk with you. Mr. Guan smiled and asked, "How is it? Are you satisfied with scolding tonight?"

Qian Xiaobao shook his head embarrassedly and said, "A good man won't fight with a woman. Besides, he won't slap people in the face, especially if he can't slap women in the face. I did a bit too much and was reckless."

Mr. Guan hugged Qian Xiaobao's shoulder and said, "I just like you, brother. Right is right, wrong is wrong. You are a real man!"

Qian Xiaobao straightened his back and said, "A real man, it's a must from head to toe!"

"Do you really like Bai Mudan?" Guan Xiaoye asked.

"I like it, white and fat!" Qian Xiaobao replied with a chuckling.

"Do you want to marry her as your wife?" Mr. Guan continued.

Qian Xiaobao suddenly stopped. Xiao Lin Xun's figure flashed through his head.

"When you marry a wife, you must find someone who is sincere to you and live a down-to-earth life?" Qian Xiaobao replied silly.

"It's right that you think so!" Mr. Guan patted Qian Xiaobao's shoulder and said.

Five people stood more than a hundred meters behind Qian Xiaobao and Guan Xiaoye.

Aunt Chang said to the four young men: "It's the guy in a suit in front who is in a scattered manner. Beat him! Beat him to death! After the beating, you will come to me to get fifty dollars to drink."

The big guy in the lead glanced at the two people in the distance and said, "What a big deal! I can fight them alone! I can hit the two guys' shit in just a few punches!"

Aunt Chang hurriedly said, "Just just beat the boy in a suit alone. Don't beat the person next to him! If I hit him, I won't give a penny!"

"Look, Aunt Chang is so anxious! Who is that little guy? Don't worry, I will keep it for you. Brothers and I will follow me! You three can just watch Aunt Chang's heart. I will teach that kid a lesson by myself!" said the big guy.

Seeing the four people chasing Qian Xiaobao and Guan Xiaoye, Aunt Chang was still worried and instructed: "Da Lieba, just kill the boy in a suit and beat him to death!"

At this time, Qian Xiaobao was still talking to Mr. Guan about what happened just now.

"Look at the slick and smooth body I wear, why don't Aunt Chang and Bai Mudan look down on me?" Qian Xiaobao asked in confusion.

Mr. Guan’s eyes rolled around and replied, “Temperament! Brother, you lack temperament!”

Looking at Qian Xiaobao's puzzled eyes, Guan Xiaoye explained: "Have you heard of the saying that you are so beautiful with poetry and literature? Why did Aunt Chang and Bai Mudan like me? It's because I read a lot and have temperament!"

"Really? It's not because your father is the tax bureau chief?" Qian Xiaobao said unbelievably.

"Of course not!" Mr. Guan hurriedly denied.

"Bai Mudan is so beautiful. It is easy to find a rich and powerful person in Harbin to marry into a second house! Why does she like me? It is because I went to college and have temperament!" said Mr. Guan.

Then Mr. Guan stood under the street light with his hand holding Qian Xiaobao and said, "Look carefully, am I more elegant than you now?"

Qian Xiaobao looked at Mr. Guan up and down. Indeed, anyone who saw Mr. Guan would say that he was a scholar. Anyone who saw him would say that he had a banditry spirit.

It seems that what Mr. Guan said is true. There is really a temperament in this world.

"There is Yan Ruyu in the book, and the golden house in the book! Do you want to get rich? Do you want to find a beautiful woman? Then you have to study!" Guan Xiaoye said at the end of the picture.

Sure enough, this sentence played a deafening role in Qian Xiaobao.

He was stunned for a while and gritted his teeth and said, "For Yan Ruyu and for the Golden House, it seems that I really have to study hard!"

"Yes! In the future, you will never spend as much money as you can. Don't forget me when there are too many women who can't drive away!" Mr. Guan patted Qian Xiaobao's shoulder and said.

"stop!"

In the middle of the night, someone suddenly shouted. Even Qian Xiaobao was scared and shivered.

"Brother, he is in a suit, he is him!"

A brother behind the big guy pointed at Qian Xiaobao and said.

The big guy nicknamed Daleba pointed at Guan Xiaoye and shouted: "If you don't have anything to do, get out of here!"

Then he hugged his shoulders and spread his legs, and his right leg kept shaking.

The focus is on his shaking right leg. This is the standard provocative force of a small Northeastern gangster.

"I just wanted to have temperament, but you came here. It seems that I will put temperament aside first." Qian Xiaobao said regretfully.

"Stand a little behind. I just saw your temperament. Now let you see my temperament!" Qian Xiaobao said to Mr. Guan.

Mr. Guan knew that Qian Xiaobao had a few tricks. He didn't say anything and retreated behind.

"Oh, it seems you are not convinced!" Dareba said.

In Northeast China, this sentence is a sign of starting to do it!

"I don't agree with you, what's wrong?" Qian Xiaobao said. After that, he rushed forward.

The action is very simple, just soar to the sky!

He moved too fast, and Da Liba was directly stuck on his face by Qian Xiaobao's fist. Da Liba's nosebleed was sprayed out, and his body leaned back to the ground.

Qian Xiaobao rushed up and kicked Da Lieba's thigh with his feet.

Da Liba was so scared that he covered his crotch with both hands. He didn't slap people in the face, and didn't slap people in the crotch. But Qian Xiaobao didn't care about this.

The other three people wanted to rush over to save the elder brother for the sake of their descendants.

Qian Xiaobao took off his suit and threw it on the ground: "Come on, you three are here together! Let you all see my temperament!"
Chapter completed!