Cannon Fodder Cheat System

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according to the news released by Jinxiu Garden, the top 60 people who come to the theatre on the evening of the 17th of this month will not receive any money. They will also provide tea, snacks, melon seeds and fruits for free.

In this era, there are few entertainment activities in the evening. The people at the bottom have no spare money to listen to the opera. Naturally, those who have money are more willing to choose a better troupe.

The word "free" is very attractive no matter what era it is. Besides, tea and snacks can be eaten for free. Except for those who do not have free money to listen to the opera, they come to the queue early. There are also some people who have some spare money in their families, but their nature is to take advantage of it. They all wait for admission.

These are all the demands of Jing min, who will pay for all the expenses of the troupe on the evening of the 17th. Wu's troupe leader was hesitant. When he said that it was free, many people would surely come. But the more people heard about Master Cheng's play, the more serious the reputation of their troupe would be destroyed.

Jing min assured him again and again that if he didn't sing well this time, he would never sing the second scene again. The head of the Wu class gritted his teeth and agreed.

Jing min didn't want to let others know that he came to the Opera Troupe for the time being. The headmaster of Wu specially prepared a hidden room for him to dress up and change clothes. The whole wujiaban, except for the head of the Wu troupe, no one knew that Jing min would come to sing opera.

"I'll make up for you." Wu said.

"No, I can dress myself up." Jing min refused to say, "you go to be busy first. When I go on the stage, you can come and inform me."

The head of Wu class was very uneasy, but in this case, he could only listen to Jingmin.

After many years, Jinxiu Garden was full of guests again, but these people didn't really come to Wu's class. The head of Wu class didn't know whether he should be happy or sad. After tonight, I'm afraid there will be so many people coming.

Jing min starts to make up in front of the mirror. What he is going to sing tonight is the drunken imperial concubine. This is one of Wei Tianxiong's favorite plays. With the help of the system, he can make this play to the best of his ability. If you don't believe it, you can't attract Wei Tianxiong.

After the hot field ahead, the head of class Wu came to ask Jingmin, "Master Cheng, it's your turn to play."

"Class leader Wu will call me junshao later. If you are heard to call me Master Cheng, you will expose my identity in advance." Jing min, who has been dressed up, stands up and turns to look at the head of Wu.

The head of the Wu class was stunned at Jing min's glance. Such a charming face is absolutely worthy of the four words of "Qing Guo Qing Cheng". Even if she was a real princess Yang, she would not have such a beautiful face.

The head of the Wu class could not associate the man in front of him with the gentle and handsome young master Cheng. He has sung for so many years and watched others sing for so many years. He has seen all the plays of famous actors, but it is the first time that he has seen such outstanding appearance.

"Master Wu?" Jing min see Wu class master completely stunned, also do not reply, then called him.

The head of the Wu class came back to his mind and thought of what Jing Min said just now, "what did you say just now?"

Jing min again asked him to call himself junshao. The head of the Wu class answered and took Jing min to qiantai. After the backstage, Wu class master's disciples all around, looking at Jing min's eyes full of amazement.

After Jing min came to power, his apprentice asked Wu class leader curiously, "master, who is this man?"

Wu ban motherboard said with a face, "don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

It's much more lively under the stage than on the stage. Besides eating melon and fruit snacks seriously, the people below are talking and talking loudly. Even Jingmin has been on the stage, and few people have found it.

Jing min just sang the first sentence, the next moment is quiet, all eyes are focused on the stage.

The drunken Princess performs Yang Yuhuan's self admiration and nostalgia after being drunk. Through her beautiful singing and dancing movements, she reveals in detail the complicated feelings of Yang Guifei, such as expectation, disappointment, loneliness and resentment.

There are many dance movements in this drama, such as holding a cup, lying fish, drunken step, fan dance and other body movements, which are very difficult. Jing min himself has learned several generations of dance, but to show it in the form of opera, he needs the help of the system to control his body now.

The audience was intoxicated with the mellow and flowing aria, the mellow and sweet voice, and the silky ears were intoxicated. Everything around them seemed to be gone. At the moment, they were in the deep courtyard of the imperial palace. They saw the beautiful imperial concubine. Because they could not wait for the emperor, they drank to vent their depression.

From Jing min's appearance to singing, and then to his body, the audience was intoxicated with the state of being drunk from the beginning to the deep intoxication. With the people on the stage, they resented the emperor. Why did they leave such a charming beauty alone? They didn't comfort them.

In the backstage, the head of class Wu and his disciples were all stunned. They couldn't help looking at the stage through the cracks in the curtain.

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After Jingmin's singing, he retreated to the backstage, and the audience was still intoxicated with it. The head of the class of Wu asked his disciples not to follow him and went back to the room prepared for him with Jing min.

"Cheng No, Jun Shao. " Wu's headmaster held back his excitement and asked, "who is your teacher?"? When did you start to learn drama? How can you have such a deep foundation. "Jing min quickly removed her makeup and replied, "it's not convenient for me to disclose these questions to you. You just need to remember what I said before, and don't ask about the rest."

“…… Yes Wu's mood rose and fell on this day, and now he finally calmed down a little, but he still couldn't wait to ask, "do you still want to sing tomorrow?"

"I won't come tomorrow. I'll wait a few days. When I want to sing, I'll send someone to inform you in advance."

After removing her make-up, Jing min went to the back of the curtain to change her clothes, put on a round hat, lowered its brim, and left in a hurry from the path outside the side door.

After the evening, the news that the wujiaban of Jinxiu Garden invited a famous actor spread all over the city. No one who had heard of the play that night didn't say it was good. Some people who have heard Cheng Jiaming sing opera before said that the imperial concubine singing in Jinxiu Garden was drunk, which was better than that of boss Cheng in Yayuan. But when asked who the famous actor was, everyone shook their heads and said they didn't know.

It is said that after listening to the play, some people dream that they are still listening to the opera and that their voice is still in their ears. Even if they sell iron, they want to listen to it again. But strange is, the rich brocade garden these days suddenly did not open the garden.

Many people don't believe these rumors. They think that the people who spread these words must have benefited from Wu Jiaban, so they can speak good words everywhere.

He also said that he could sing better than boss Cheng. If so, why didn't he hear anything for several days?

Some quick tempered people, seeing that they don't believe what they say, swear to heaven and earth. If Jinxiu Garden opens again, you can listen to it. If boss Cheng doesn't sing well, I'll give you my head.

For those words spread outside, Jing min naturally knows that he wants such an effect. After waiting for a few days at home, Jing min felt that the time was almost up. Jing min asked the housekeeper to secretly inform the headmaster of Wu that he would go to sing opera in two days, so that he could prepare in advance and make proper publicity.

"Young master, the story of your singing opera has been widely spread in Licheng. If it is known that it is you, it will not be good for the reputation of you and the Cheng family." The housekeeper couldn't help but persuade him that he was the only one in the Cheng family to know about his young master's singing. The housekeeper didn't know what the reason was, but he was worried about him.

"Uncle Zhang, now it's different from the past. Singing opera is not a cheap job any more. In a few years, singing will be called art, and it is very popular and respected. It doesn't matter if someone knows that I'm going to sing. Anyway, I don't want to hide it for a long time. Sooner or later, it will be known. "

"But why are you The housekeeper didn't understand what he meant by art. In his opinion, he was a young master, so why should he sing to please others.

"I can't tell you the reason now, but you will understand it later. Go ahead..."

Jing min didn't want to explain more, so the housekeeper stopped asking and left with a sigh.

As soon as he heard that Jing min was going to sing again, he was overjoyed. These days, he was worried that the young master of the Cheng family could not sing well, which would damage the reputation of the Wu class. But as a result, he sang too well, which was beyond his expectation. On the contrary, it made him even more worried. He was afraid that the people who came to the Jinxiu Garden did not hear the play of the Young Master Cheng, and would make him even dare not to open the garden.

Many people came to ask the master of the Wu troupe who was singing that night. They were all pushed off by the head of the Wu class, saying that they did not know how to perfunctorily. This time Jingmin came to the Jinxiu Garden again, and the head of the Wu class could not directly say that it was the young master of the Cheng family who wanted to sing opera that night. He could only declare that he would open the garden the day after tomorrow.

As soon as someone came to inquire, who was the boss who sang about the drunken imperial concubine that day, many people immediately came to book a table. Most of the people who come here are rich people who have never heard of before. They are very curious whether the play of boss Jun is as good as that of the audience. After all, they have never heard of such a person before.

Jingmin was the same as last time. When the night was getting dark, he quietly entered the splendid garden from the side gate. He went to the room specially prepared for him with the Wu class leader waiting for him at the side door.

"Class leader Wu is in a good mood today?" Jing min looked at the Wu headmaster with a happy face.

"I have been very happy since the day when Mr. Jun sent someone to tell me that he would come to sing." "It's been a long time since so many people have come to our troupe. Don't laugh."

"I can understand your mood, but I still want to remind you that I won't sing all the time with you. Maybe after singing for several times, I won't come again. You should be prepared mentally." Singing opera is neither his hobby nor Cheng Junxi's, but a means. After revenge, he may not continue to sing.

"I know that, as long as you are less interested and can sing a song, I will be satisfied." "It doesn't matter if you don't come. With the support of junshao, I will certainly be able to revive the Wujia class."

Jing min smile, "you can think like this, very good."