Suya

"Boom boom boom!"

At some point, the boatman moved a big drum to the north platform.

A young man rolled up his long sleeves, held the drum stick tightly, raised and lowered his arms, and beat the big drum loudly.

Shanqi smiled: "Could it be another flower drum?"

"Huh?" Li Xiruo and Feng Chen turned their heads together and looked at him suspiciously.

Shanqi showed an inscrutable smile and raised his chin towards the platform.

A woman about 20 years old stood in the middle of the stage, with a snake waist, almond eyes, and a pretty face.

The Shanqichao woman raised her chin, and said slowly to Li Xiruo and Feng Chen: "Don't look at this little girl's fragile appearance, she is the head of the Qingyun Hall of the Ship Trade Association and the owner of this ship. , quite famous in this area.”

Li Xiruo admired her, and couldn't help but take another look at her.

Feng Chen stretched out his foot and secretly kicked him.

Li Xiruo kicked back.

The owner of the ship was holding a hydrangea in his hand. The hydrangea is a symbol of auspiciousness in Liguo. Every year during the spring season, the people of Liguo would fill the hydrangea with grains and hang it on the beam of the house, implying "five grains will be plentiful". .

At this time, the hydrangea held by the owner has twelve petals, with yellow as the base and red as the fabric, about as big as the fists of two grown men.

The captain tossed the hydrangea lightly, greeted everyone familiarly, and then said with a smile: "Today, the little girl is lucky to invite the Yufengming troupe..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was already exclaiming in surprise.

The owner of the boat smiled and continued: "Come and sing for everyone, but..." She held up the hydrangea and shook it, smiling mischievously: "People have worked so hard to sing for us, and we have to do it too." You have to play it for others, don't you?"

Shanqi chuckled: "She plays once in a while, and she doesn't get bored."

Mrs. Shan took a sip of sour plum soup and said leisurely, "From the age of 14 to the age of 20, this is called true love."

Shan Qi: "Hey, when you get on someone's boat, you can only behave according to their rules." He raised his glass to Feng Chen and Li Xiruo: "I wish you two brothers good luck."

Li Xiruo and Feng Chen: "..."

On the other side, the captain’s girl’s voice was strong and resounding: “It’s still the old rule. When the drums stop, which guest officer holds the hydrangea ball will come up and sing a section. The women sing Lao Sheng, and the men sing Hua Dan.”

"Dong dong" the drum sounded again, and the captain tossed the hydrangea ball in his hand, and threw it out with a "shua".

Everyone in the audience also cooperated, and with the sound of drums, they passed the ball one by one.

The drummer stopped suddenly after beating for more than ten times. The captain girl showed a smirk, stretched out her arms, and made a gesture of "please" to the man holding the ball.

The man scratched his head, and walked slowly onto the stage amidst the shouts of gloating from the crowd.

A little flower girl walked out from behind the stage, and began to point to the man who "won the lottery" and began to sing. The man pressed his throat and babbled, his figure and singing style made everyone in the audience laugh. Waisted.

Little Shanheng curled up in Feng Chen's arms, and laughed too. Feng Chen rubbed his head and said disdainfully, "What's so funny?"

Little Shanheng turned around, blinked his big round eyes, and said softly, "Big brother, why don't you sing too."

Feng Chen snorted with his nose, and when he finished humming, he suddenly stared at Li Xi Ruo again.

Li Xiruo felt his gaze, turned to look at him, and said with a wary face: "What bad idea are you thinking?"

Feng Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled, but didn't speak.

"Boom boom boom" pass started again.

This time the drum beat a bit longer, and the hydrangea quickly passed half of the field, and it was time to pass to Li Xiruo with six more people.

Li Xiruo looked at the hydrangea, and then at Feng Chen's "bad intentions" face, feeling a thorn in his back.

dong dong dong...

The hydrangea was getting closer and closer, slowly, slowly, passing the hands of one person after another, Feng Chen looked at the ball and smiled more and more sinisterly.

"Boom."

When Li Xiruo got the hydrangea ball, he turned around, stared at Feng Chen, held the hydrangea ball in his hand, and handed it to him full of ups and downs.

With a smile on Feng Chen's face, he looked at the drummer with his eyes, and slowly stretched out his hand, but he didn't catch the ball.

Li Xiruo stared at him: "What do you want to do..."

"Well, it's nothing." Feng Chen opened his mouth.

"Boom!"

Feng Chen took the hydrangea,

The drum stick fell heavily on the drum, and then the muscles in the drummer's arm slowly relaxed.

"Little Ruoer..." Feng Chen looked at Li Xiruo evilly, stopped after saying these three words, then the muscles on his arm contracted suddenly, and he lifted his hand quickly, and the hydrangea was able to hide it with lightning speed. Er Zhishi slipped out of his hand with a "swoosh".

Li Xiruo was startled, and hurriedly dodged to dodge, but Feng Chen's other hand had stretched out to his side at some point, and as soon as he moved, that hand wrapped around him like a snake, grabbing him firmly. .

"Crack!" The ball hit Li Xiruo.

The last lingering echoes of the drums died away.

All sounds are silent.

Li Xiruo was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly, staring at Feng Chen with wide eyes.

Feng Chen picked up the hydrangea that fell on the ground, shook it towards him, and with a shameless and obscene smile on his face, he finished the second half of the sentence he had just said: "Sing well."

Li Xiruo couldn't stop being furious, he raised his sleeves and was about to beat him up.

Feng Chen hugged Xiao Shanheng, rolled aside, and laughed.

Li Xiruo glared at him: "You are the one who should go up! When the drummer raised his hand after the last blow, the ball was still in your hand!"

"Hey." Feng Chen continued to grin: "Others can't tell the difference. In their view, 'drums disappear' is equivalent to 'stop drumming'."

Li Xiruo was completely furious, but before he could make an attack, the captain's girl standing on the stage began to urge: "My lord, since you were the last one to touch the hydrangea before you stopped beating the drums, I have no choice but to invite you to come on stage." Sing a bit."

Li Xi Ruo really wanted to kick Feng Chen into the river.

Feng Chen waved Xiao Shanheng's hand and said, "I like you."

Xiao Shanheng giggled.

Li Xiruo stepped onto the stage helplessly.

Xiao Huadan flicked Shuixiu, and sang: "I only hate my uncle for bullying, forcing slaves to submit, increasing debts for no reason, and taking my Yuejiaolou."

This libretto comes from "Buying the Oiran in the Cold Moon of the Qinhuai River", in which Xiaohuadan plays the role of Ma Xianglan, a famous Qinhuai prostitute.Ma Xianglan's appearance is like a fairy, and she is so beautiful, but she was taken by the uncle of the current dynasty.Ma Xianglan didn't want to commit herself to him, the uncle of the country was very powerful, so he increased the debt with two hahas and took away her Yuejiaolou.Without Yuejiao Tower in Ma Xianglou, it means that he lost his money and livelihood. It didn't take long for Ma Xianglan to suffer from poverty and illness.Qian Qianyi, a well-known scholar in the south of the Yangtze River, couldn't bear to see Ruhua's beautiful family members being destroyed, so he paid a lot of money to redeem the lease of Yuejiaolou.And this part of the libretto is what Ma Xianglan said when Qian Qianyi handed over the house deed to Ma Xianglan.

Li Xiruo suppressed the turbulent wind in his heart, and reluctantly sang: "I only hate my uncle for bullying and forcing me into slavery..." He felt that his whole body was not well, and he couldn't continue singing after being "slave" for a long time.

The people below booed one after another.

"Sing it!"

"Oh, little brother, don't be shy, isn't this a good song!"

Feng Chen laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

Li Xiruo stared at him, gritted his teeth and sang: "I only hate my uncle for bullying, forcing slaves to submit, increasing debts for no reason, and taking my Yuejiaolou!"

Feng Chen laughed like crazy.