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"Ding - the mission has been completed and the plane is over."
The Nineteenth World Plane: Just take a bite
"Mission 1: Catch the rebels within the clan and punish them severely." (100%)
¡°Task 2: Find the sweetest and most delicious blood in the world.¡± (100%)
"A total of 4,000 will be obtained after completing the task. It will arrive in the account in one minute. Please check the host carefully!"
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I will protect you all when you sing opera, and you will be the king of my pear garden.
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In Peiping in the 1930s of the Republic of China, it was autumn, and the long autumn days hidden in the ancient streets were covered with yellowing autumn leaves.
There are various snacks on the street, hot smoke is rising, and pedestrians wearing simple coats are whispering to each other. The vendor yelled, and the guy pulling the rickshaw was wearing a white short-sleeved coat with a faded towel on his shoulders. He was wiping sweat while chatting with his friends around him.
With the scorching sun in the sky and the gentle sunshine, the streets of Beiping are still lively today.
? Several men in long coats are dignified, gentle and approachable.
The man in a light blue washed coat waved his literary fan, looking excited and impatient, "Hurry up, if you don't hurry up, the seat I reserved at Wangqiu Tower will be taken by someone else~"
"Did you hear that right? Is this really the childhood sweetheart Shen Wanqing?" The man in a gray coat next to him was dubious.
The man in the light blue coat shook his scholar's fan and patted the man on the head, "Look what you are asking. If this news is false, will it shock the whole of Peking? Don't do it again. It¡¯s too late, there are signs of Shen Wanqing hanging outside the Wangqiu Tower, and today I¡¯m singing the song ¡°The Peony Pavilion¡±, I got there late, but there are no seats available!¡±
He turned to look at the people behind him and said repeatedly: "You should hurry up. Don't blame me if you go late and have no seats."
¡°Hey, eh, eh, hurry up, hurry up, you¡¯ll be gone if you¡¯re late.¡±
Everyone couldn¡¯t wait and ran to Wangqiu Tower.
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The bronze mirror was yellowed, and in the room, four or five girls and gentlemen were busy dressing up the corners in front of the bronze mirror.
In one place, I saw a girl in the bronze mirror with clear eyes like water, a black eyebrow like smoke, and a trace of sadness locked between her eyebrows. She has long eyes and raised eyebrows, with a large amount of pink makeup, frowning and lowering her eyes, just like a gentle and sad woman in a deep boudoir.
??The jade beads are tied in her bun. When she stands up and takes a step, the beads and tassels are swaying.
Wearing a white opera dress and a belt around her waist, she hooked up her waist. Taro purple silk thread hooked the collar, several lifelike butterflies bloomed on the clothes, and clouds draped lightly on the shoulders.
It¡¯s like being imprisoned, yet yearning for the sunshine outside the window.
Mourning and grieving, the wide water sleeves rotate lightly, stacked on the wrist. The woman's snow-white fingertips gently pinched a corner of her clothes, her index finger raised slightly, and her sad eyes slowly fell in the direction pointed by her fingertips.
The woman with two braids next to her approached her in a low voice and said softly: "Girl, the show has begun."
The red lips painted with light rouge are full and slightly parted, and the voice is as clear and melodious as an oriole.
"I see."
She stood up, gently pinched the corner of the snow-white clothes with her fingertips, took small steps slowly and gently, came to the curtain, raised her hand and gently lifted a corner.
The first and second floors of Wangqiu Tower were filled with big officials and merchants from Peiping. The seats were packed and a stack of melon seeds and a pot of freshly brewed hot tea were placed in front of the table.
She put down the curtain, gently curled her lips, and strolled to the front of the stage with lotus flowers growing step by step.
The string strings were played behind the stage, accompanied by the suona and erhu, and Kunqu opera was gentle and graceful. A good show was about to begin! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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