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Chapter 457 It must look good(2/2)

"Hey... how about I ask you after it's over?" Yang Chaoge scratched his head in embarrassment, "Or we can go directly to the backstage and get an autograph and a photo together."

"Good!" Manager Zhu nodded and continued to focus on the stage.

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Unlike standing at the back door far away from the auditorium, the angle is not good and the viewing experience is very bad, so I can occasionally chat with Yang Chaoge and Manager Zhu while being distracted. The audience who have bought tickets and are in the auditorium can't even talk to each other.

There is no time.

Some of the grandparents, who had gray hair and bad eyesight and had to wear reading glasses every day, stared at the stage with slightly squinted eyes, not even daring to blink more. They were concentrating and concentrating, not daring to be distracted for a moment.

These old theater fans who have watched theaters for more than ten or even decades rarely have such a theater experience anymore.

Nowadays, there are very few new plays. Not only are few people willing to write new plays, but even if the quality is not as good as those classic old plays, no one will sing them. The decline of opera is comprehensive. For these old theater fans, the plays they watch are basically

You can always tell what the next line will be when you close your eyes.

Just look at the name and you'll know what it's about.

This is why the elderly group headed by Grandma Nangong can always live near the amusement park and go to watch the same play every day for more than half a month, because they are used to watching plays like this.

For them, the content of the play is no longer important. What is important is the singing skills of the opera actors, the performances of the opera actors, and the expressions of the opera actors. Therefore, they can be very leisurely and not concentrate when watching the opera.

Watch or even listen with your eyes closed.

But "The Legend of the Princess" is different, this is a new play.

Brand new plot, brand new experience.

Super large capacity, great value for enjoyment.

These elderly viewers only regret that they only have two eyes and two ears, and they cannot take into account the plot and performance very well at the same time.

The little girl singing the title role of "Emperor" on the stage is simply a pearl.

No matter it's body, appearance, singing, or action, there is no choice. If you miss any wonderful moment, you will regret it until you hit the bed in the middle of the night and slap yourself in the face.

What a great show, how could you miss it?

These tolerant and picky audiences have not had such an enjoyable, calm and immersive theater experience for a long time.

The drama on stage has come to an end.

The princess ascends the throne.

The eunuchs played by Master Feng and Feng Qinghua turned into the most loyal henchmen of the princess and stood up straight. The cannon fodder monsters who were once defeated by the princess changed their clothes and appearance and transformed into ministers, standing respectfully on the stage, which was full of people.

The whole stage.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Long live my emperor, long live my emperor!"

The extras shouted out their last lines of the scene.

Some of the audience in the audience could no longer contain their excitement and began to applaud crazily.

From sparse applause to warm applause, Jiang Qi, who was sitting in the first row, always felt that something was missing.

Feng Ling on the stage also seemed to feel that something was almost wrong and deliberately did not finish.

At this moment, Jiang Qi understood.

Jiang Qi took a deep breath and was about to shout. Two loud and clear shouts came from the 7th and 5th rows, and even had a little bit of a broken voice: "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor -"

The members of the Fangyuan Theater troupe who failed in their entrustment immediately realized what they had learned and shouted in unison at the top of their lungs: "Long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"

Feng Zhiqiu and the atmosphere team she brought also understood and echoed from the front row.

By the end, the audience's cheers could almost lift the roof, and a faint echo could still be heard.

Feng Ling nodded slightly with satisfaction. He did not look at the ministers, but turned his gaze to the auditorium and said loudly: "You will be excused from the ceremony."

The play ends.

"Okay!" an old man cheered enthusiastically.

"Little Bailing, I love you!!!" the girl in row 7 shouted while holding a light sign.

"Little Bailing, I love you too!" The girl in row 5 also raised the light sign.

"I love you more!"

"I love you most!"

The whole audience laughed, and all the actors came on stage to take their curtain call.

Jiang Qi was sitting in the first row and heard an old man in the back row say in a loud voice: "That little girl lifts something very good and eye-catching. I'll get one tomorrow too."

Jiang Qi:……

There were more than one uncle and aunt who made similar remarks, and Manager Zhu and Yang Chaoge at the door also heard it.

Manager Zhu smiled and said: "If this trend continues, if our theater makes a batch of light signs and sells them at the ticket gate, we might earn more than the ticket price."

Manager Zhu’s words were unintentional, but Yang Chaoge’s listeners were attentive. Yang Chaoge looked at the young spectators in the 5th, 7th, and 8th rows who were obviously producing the same light boards with the same style, and fell into deep thought.

At the entrance of Theater No. 3, there were several audience members who had just finished watching the play and were squatting at the door curiously.

"What's playing in Theater No. 3 today?"

"I don't know, I heard everyone inside shouting long live my emperor, long live my emperor. What kind of performance is this? It's so interesting, and there is an emperor."

"It seems like you are still clapping. How long have you been cheering for?"

"It's been more than three minutes, right?"

"Oh my God, how wonderful this is."
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