Chapter 70 The Peony Pavilion
It's over, Barbie Q.
When Shi Ling stood up, his head was confused.
After class, she turned around and asked Senior Sister A'Piao who was still laughing next to her. She lowered her voice and asked, "What's going on? Where did you find the weird answer for me?"
Senior Sister A Piao was very innocent, "The answer I copied is two weeks! When you copied it, didn't you change some words to have synonyms in order to avoid them all being the same as the depressed one?"
After learning about it for a while, I suddenly woke up and felt heartbroken.
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Huang Yafei's family has been urging her to go on a blind date recently. She excused herself several times by saying she was busy with work. But she couldn't resist, so she could only relent and added a WeChat chat.
Originally it was just to perfuse the elders, but as they chatted, Huang Yafei found that she was quite compatible. The other person was engaged in art and was also very literary. They could talk about poems, songs, novels and operas. She also said that the photos in her circle of friends were very good. She has the temperament of the Republic of China, like a beauty who came out of the Republic of China wearing a cheongsam.
So after get off work that Friday, she made an appointment to meet offline.
Huang Yafei is no longer as resistant to love as before.
The offline meeting place was a bit far away, so Huang Yafei took a nap in the car with her head propped up.
After an unknown amount of time, she was awakened by the noisy hawking noises around her. When she opened her eyes, she realized that everything around her had changed.
What was originally a modern high-rise building suddenly turned into a street with the style of the Republic of China, surrounded by small European-style buildings. Common people in old-style commoners walking on the street, beauties in cheongsam and elegant clothes, and men in suits and leather shoes. and girls in western skirts.
Even the car she was sitting in turned into a rickshaw.
Huang Yafei was slightly stunned. This was an era when old and new ideas collided. There were great events in foreign lands and wars raging across China.
When the rickshaw stopped, the driver wiped his sweat and said to her: "Miss, the theater has arrived."
Only then did Huang Yafei realize that she was still wearing the ink cheongsam she wore to class today, and she was holding a bag in her hand, all in the style of this era.
She looked at the theater in front of her and couldn't help but walk people were already sitting in the theater, and the beautiful actress in green clothes was singing Kunqu opera on the stage.
"It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, and they are all ruined like this. What a beautiful day, where is the house to enjoy the pleasure..."
As a Chinese teacher, Huang Yafei is all too familiar with this role, playing Tang Xianzu's The Peony Pavilion.
She sat in the front row and listened to the opera. In modern society, various films and short videos are prevalent. Traditional culture such as Kunqu opera and drama have long been shelved and become intangible cultural heritage. Few people will understand it, and young people will never listen to it.
Huang Yafei also heard Kun Opera for the first time. She thought it would be boring, but she didn't expect that she was drawn into it without knowing it.
He was heartbroken as Du Liniang died of lovesickness, he was happy because Liu Mengmei met the ghost of Du Liniang, he was sad because Liu Mengmei was misunderstood by Governor Du, and he shed tears because Du Liniang came back from the dead and finally got married to Liu Mengmei's lover.
"You don't know where love comes from, but it comes to life. The living can die, and the dead can live..."
Before you know it, the play has ended.
The lights flickered, and the lights and shadows in all directions rotated. When Huang Yafei regained her consciousness, she realized that she was actually standing on the stage, wearing Du Liniang's Kunqu opera costume.
Opposite her, Liu Mengmei was rolling up her sleeves and caressing her face.
Huang Yafei sensed something was wrong and wanted to push the person away, but her body fell out of control and she fell into Liu Mengmei's arms.
It's so strange, she seems to be Du Liniang at the moment, and she can't help herself with her emotions.
I don't know when the curtain came down, the audience was empty, the sound of artillery bombardment was heard in the distance, and the sea of fire was noisy all around. Looking at the person holding her, I don't know when it had turned into withered bones.
Poor Wuding Riverside Bone is still a spring boudoir dream.
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Good night~
(End of this chapter)
