I have watched a movie that I couldn’t stand, and in the end I just sat there and watched it because I felt sorry for the ticket price.”

Jiang Qi probably felt confident.

It would be weird if the small plays performed by ordinary actors from the "grass stage troupe" like their amusement park can really compete with the plays at the Capital Theater. If they didn't see Banzhu Feng, they wouldn't even be able to get into the provincial theater.

But now the troupe only has two temporary workers hired from the provincial theater.

"Is the theater attendance rate in Peking high?" Jiang Qi changed the question.

"It's okay. There were quite a lot of people when I saw it, but there were relatively few young people. I remember that there were no people in one or two games. Maybe it was because the show was not good. The tickets for those one or two games were cheaper than others." Xue Hua judged.

Whether a play is good or not is judged by its ticket price.

Before Xue Shaoheng's painting was finished, Jiang Qi took Xue Hua and chatted all over the place. Xue Hua is a very kind and good-tempered person. Her life in these years is actually very simple. Basically, it revolves around Xue Shaoheng and herself.

His personal life is terrifyingly dull.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Xue Hua and Xue Shaoheng were born in a family that extremely favors sons over daughters. Xue Hua is the eldest daughter. She actually has several younger sisters, but they were all abandoned by their parents.

Xue Shaoheng was actually a normal child when he was born. Before Xue Shaoheng was born, his parents often blamed Xue Hua for the discrimination, humiliation and resentment they suffered due to not having a son.

After having her younger brother, Xue Hua lived a normal life for a short time. She could go to school, go out to play, eat sweets occasionally, and live like every child who deserves to be loved by his parents.

Xue Hua's first theater experience was the year Xue Shaoheng was born. Before her younger brother was born, Xue Hua's family did not dare to go out to see a theater during the Chinese New Year for fear of being looked down upon.

In Xue Hua's words, Xue Shaoheng was the first ray of light that shone into her dark life. Although the reason and logic are very ridiculous, it is the fact.

To Xue Hua, Xue Shaoheng was not like her brother, but more like her son. Not long after Xue Shaoheng was born, their father passed away due to an accident. In order to maintain the family's livelihood, her mother had to work day and night.

Work, and take time to take care of the children in between work.

Xue Shaoheng was brought up by his sister since he was a child. The first thing he said was his mother, and then his sister. It was Xue Hua who taught Xue Shaoheng how to dress, it was Xue Hua who taught him how to speak, and it was Xue Hua who taught him how to write by holding his hand.

flower.

When he was 7 years old, he injured the left side of his brain in an accident and became known as a fool. Instead of abandoning him, he took him out of the feudal village to work in the city, took him to see a doctor, and firmly believed that he was different from ordinary people.

The fools are different. They went to school after school begging, and it was Xue Hua who begged the school to accept this special student.

Xue Hua worked part-time in these years and took Xue Shaoheng to see a doctor because Xue Shaoheng liked painting. No matter how poor and miserable he was, he still had to save money to buy cheap pencils and notebooks for Xue Shaoheng. When Xue Shaoheng became a painter, he found a formal job and had a very considerable income.

Xue Hua did not stop taking care of him even after his financial gain.

She knew that her brother could not adapt to normal society and could not live alone. She did not dare to fall in love or get married. She was afraid that after having a normal family, she would make the same choice as her mother and abandon her brother. She was afraid that she would go even further.

For selfish reasons, he would force his younger brother who has a talent for painting into a money-making machine and force him to paint.

Xue Hua's life has basically revolved around Xue Shaoheng these years. Even her only hobby, watching theater, started because she had a younger brother.

"Actually, from the perspective of young people like you, I'm afraid someone like me has some brain problems, right?" Xue Hua said with a smile, "I was born in such a family, dropped out of school to work for my younger brother, didn't get married or fall in love, where would I go?

I have to take him with me. My name is Hua, but his is Shao Heng. Our names don’t look like siblings."

"But...if I had walked away like our mother and left Shao Heng in the house in my hometown, he would have died."

"And what can I do? I still have to drop out of school and go to work in the city, or find someone to marry. I only have an elementary school education and no skills. I only work in textile factories that do not require skills. Even if I leave Shao Heng,

I may not be able to live a good life in this life, and it will definitely not be as good as it is now."

"On the contrary, I may feel guilty for the rest of my life for abandoning my young brother and killing him." Xue Hua looked at Xue Shaoheng, who was concentrating on painting, and murmured, "I wonder if she will remember us now..."

Xue Shaoheng seemed to feel something. He raised his head and looked at Xue Hua, smiled at her, and continued painting.

Jiang Qi looked at Xue Hua and felt that her name was inexplicably apt for her person.

She is just a little flower, growing among weeds and rocks. It holds up its branches, leaves and petals in the storm, and provides shelter from the wind and rain for the saplings that have not yet sprouted. When the rain passes and the sky clears, the little flower will bloom again.

It can no longer grow, but the saplings under her protection have quietly sprouted, grown vigorously, and grown into towering trees.

"Sister." Xue Shaoheng suddenly stood up with a pen.

"Is the drawing done?" Xue Hua stood up with a smile, "Shao Heng, you must have drawn very carefully today, otherwise it wouldn't have taken so long."

Jiang Qi also stood up and asked: "Is it a long time?"

In Jiang Qi's opinion, painting takes time.

Xue Shaoheng only watched the toy show, and there was no real object to show him when he was drawing. If he could complete 1 or 2 decent drawings in one afternoon, it would be fast in Jiang Qi's opinion.

"Shao Heng's painting is different from other people's. He doesn't think much when he paints. Once he starts painting, he doesn't stop or modify it. He usually completes it in one go." Xue Hua explained, "And he doesn't seem to be very good at painting.

He needs inspiration, and if you ask him to draw something casually, he can draw it quickly. A normal finished product, including coloring, usually only takes two or three hours. A sketch like this in a drawing book can take ten hours.

It takes just a few minutes to complete one.”

Jiang Qi:???

No inspiration is needed, you can draw what you want, and the finished product only takes two or three hours???

Jiang Qi suddenly understood why Xue Hua said that she was afraid that she could not bear it and turned Xue Shaoheng into a money-making tool.

It is now known that among the paintings Xue Shaoheng sold last year, the cheapest one sold for 29,000 yuan and the most expensive one was 190,000 yuan. So assuming that Xue Shaoheng works 8 hours a day and 5 days a week, in compliance with labor laws and the paintings have no worries about selling

Under the circumstances, what is Xue Shaoheng's theoretical income per month?

Xue Shaoheng handed the painting notebook to Xue Hua, but Xue Hua didn't even read it and handed it directly to Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi turned it over, turned it over, turned it over again, and then turned it over...

Senseless.

Xue Shaoheng drew an entire book in one afternoon.

The first picture is of a racing car. To describe it as vivid and vivid is no longer enough to describe this pencil drawing. This is a complete restoration. Jiang Qi thinks that this is what the racing car would look like if it were sealed in this drawing paper.

The second picture is of cavalry.

The third picture is a stuffed hedgehog.

The fourth picture is of three dogs.

Well, three dogs?

Forget it, Xue Shaoheng painted a lot, he might just do it in passing.

The drawing book has a total of 60 sheets of paper. Xue Shaoheng drew 59 drawings of Toy Spirit and one of Three Dogs in one afternoon.

The ten minutes Xue Hua said just now to draw a draft is a bit conservative.

Jiang Qi kept looking at the drawings drawn by Xue Shaoheng, and later found that some toys did not even appear in this afternoon's performance, because those toys were now lying on the table and bed, and it was exactly what Xue Shaoheng had drawn.

The way he is lying down at this moment.

Exactly the same!

What a marvelous workmanship!

Xue Shaoheng drew these 60 drawings without changing a single line, because he didn’t bring an eraser with him at all!

Master!

Even when Carter was still alive, he had to say that he was convinced!

"How is it?" Xue Hua asked.

"A miracle." Jiang Qi struggled to highlight these two words, "It's simply incredible."

Xue Shaoheng, who was praised, pursed his lips and smiled sheepishly, obviously very happy.

"Play." Xue Shaoheng looked at Jiang Qi expectantly.

Jiang Qi:?

"Shao Heng wants to play with your toys for a while." Xue Hua translated.

"Which toys?" Jiang Qi asked. Since Xue Shaoheng can see that these toy spirits are alive, he must be able to play happily with these toy spirits.

Xue Shaoheng walked to the opposite side of Jiang Qi, took the book back from his hand, turned to the last 13 pictures, and pointed them to Jiang Qi one by one. Then he turned to the front again and pointed to the first car and the second picture.

Zhang cavalry.

Jiang Qi:……

Just draw whatever toy you want to play with, and you really have your Master Xue.

"No problem." Jiang Qi readily agreed, "After I ask for their consent, I can send them directly to your private room tonight. However, some of them need to go to the toy theater to perform during the day, so we can't

Play with you."

Xue Hua didn't take Jiang Qi's request for the toy's consent seriously at all. She thought Jiang Qi was coaxing Xue Shaoheng in this way.

"Thank you, thank you!" Xue Shaoheng happily said the words "thank you" with difficulty from his mouth.

Jiang Qi looked at the time and found that it was already past 5:30. After dinner, it was time to go to the theater to watch the premiere of "The Princess".

Jiang Qi asked Xue Hua and Xue Shaoheng for their opinions. Although Xue Shaoheng didn't like going to the theater, he was willing to watch it with his sister. The three of them went directly to Jasmine Restaurant for dinner.

At 5:57, Jiang Qi and the other three almost entered the theater without a hitch.

In the box on the second floor, Qi Si had already arrived. Because Feng Ling was going to perform on stage, and Wang Xinghua, who was half the author, had to direct the arrangements backstage, their box was considered empty, and Wang Erya went directly to where Qi Si was.

Accompany her in the box.

In order to support Feng Ling's debut, Liu Lan deliberately skipped the last class in the afternoon and ran from the city to move a small bench and squeeze into the front row on the first floor.
To be continued...