Chapter 271: The Revenge of the World

The lights are just coming. In a large banquet hall in this hotel, there is a atmosphere of traditional Chinese style. Every female waiter wears Tang suits with soft and graceful lines. The bronze tripods separated by sandalwood screens and spaced apart completely use a large number of lanterns as lighting measures, and a short-legged table that allows people to sit on the ground to eat, highlighting the ancient and pure charm of China. Among the dance floor in the center is a famous Huangmei Opera Theater Troupe specially invited, and the orchestra is also a hand-made performance. It seems that people will suddenly return to that ancient and glorious era.

"This is really interesting." Alice, who originally thought that today's dinner was a Western-style buffet banquet, leaned against Liu Qing and sat cross-legged on the soft street stall. I don't know how long it has been, but she has not shown a pure and bright smile, which has once again appeared on her crystal face. Even if Liu Qing sat beside her, her eyes were mostly on music and dance performances filled with soft and elegant Jiangnan water tones.

Even Liu Qing was slightly surprised at first sight. The two women Mu Wanqing and Yu Manshan really had their unique side. They really took a lot of effort when doing this plan. Just look at the arrangement of the venue and the invitation of the National Dance Orchestra, it probably took a lot of effort. Yu Manshan was able to achieve such perfection in a short period of time. It can be seen that her outstanding work ability is.

Using the ancient Chinese banquet environment to perform a self-service meal system is a very good idea. Especially for foreign women like Alice who only stayed in the textual impression of Chinese culture and were more eager for it. Even Liu Qing, who had no feelings for the past, was shocked by a small amount.

"This is Huangmei Opera." Yu Manshan was a little confused when she saw Alice, and explained it lightly: "It is different from the magnificent atmosphere of Peking Opera, strong and powerful. Huangmei Opera is mainly known for its soft singing style and gentle plot. Especially in this Jiangnan region, it has a broad mass base."

"This sound is so beautiful." Alice slowly closed her eyes and listened to the music that was light and bright at that time, and sometimes sad and sad. She was also happy and sometimes sad. Even though those singing styles could only understand half of them, Yu Manshan had done enough effort before and made a projector to simultaneously release text explanations, matching them in Chinese and English.

So much so that no matter Alice or Anna, or most of the people present, they can understand this popular fairy match.

"Liu Qing Liu Qing, do you think Dong Yong and the Seventh Princess will be separated in the end?" When I saw them living a happy and joyful life, although the atmosphere was cheerful, Alice passed by a trace of bad feeling for no reason. In fact, any drama or opera that can be circulated for a long time is mostly tragedy. Isn't Juliet and Romeo like this?

"Uh, that, it doesn't seem to be apart." In fact, Liu Qing's understanding of Chinese traditional culture is probably not much better than Alice. What's more, he has been in a small city in the northwest since he was a child. He has no chance to be influenced by Huangmei Opera. When he grows up, he joins the army and goes out to hang out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Wanqing, who was sitting on the other side of her thigh, twisted her hard, and shouted in a low voice: "Idiot. If they were together in the end, would there be a Chinese Valentine's Day?"

"Ah! They are the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl?" Liu Qing then suddenly realized and patted his forehead and smiled bitterly: "That's fine, why don't you name it Cowherd and Weaver Girl? You have to call it the Cowherd and Weaver Girl. How do I know who matches who? But, I think this Cowherd and Weaver Girl matched the stupid Cowherd, it's like flowers in cow dung..."

This time it was not only Mu Wanqing, but even Yu Manshan and Alice were glaring at him.

"You are saying that you want to match you, you are the perfect match?" Mu Wanqing sneered: "There is Dong Yong who is more honest and dedicated than you, ten thousand times more than you. What's wrong with being stupid? It's better than some people who use sweet words all day long."

"Mr. Mu said it right. If Dong Yong had cow dung, Liu Qing, you might not even be considered cow dung." Yu Manshan had already endured Liu Qing to a certain extent, and it almost broke out.

"Haha, although I don't want to express my opinion, I would rather stand on the side of my female compatriots now." Alice smiled calmly and looked at Yu Manshan thoughtfully.

"Seriously protest, you guys bully me in Chinese," Anna was unable to speak a few simple Chinese words, and she heard them chatting in Chinese, and she hurriedly protested. After Yu Manshan translated the words just now to her, Anna, the little unscrupulous man, also began to take advantage of the situation. She glanced at Liu Qing, glanced at him and said, "Under the premise that I have been working in psychology for many years, this Liu Qing is not a good person at first. How to say it in Chinese, yes, it's a scammer."

I was so dizzy that I even used idioms. Are you playing psychology or a charlatan? Only women and villains are hard to raise. They are calculating with a group of women and have no gains or lose their demeanor. Just cow dung, just cow dung. Anyway, these flowers like to be fucked or not. Because of their lack of love for Huangmei Opera, they can only drink and eat meat with their heads. After a while, a roasted lamb hind legs directly fell on his belly.

However, a few women kept talking in English and Chinese, constantly discussing the plot. As the plot deepened, they became nervous and quiet.

Mu Wanqing, who was sitting beside Liu Qing, secretly grabbed Liu Qing's arm tightly. Her hands were trembling. She wanted to close her eyes and not look at her, but she seemed to be willing to stare at the stands.

When Liu Qing was about to look back and comfort Mu Wanqing, who was trembling, his arm was tightly held by Alice on her other side. She closed her eyes and shouted in a low voice: "Liu Qing, I don't want to see it anymore. I don't want them to separate."

Mu Wanqing came back from her nervousness and looked at Alice in surprise.

"Then I'll go and stop." Liu Qing smiled and turned around and gave Mu Wanqing a look. The general idea was that Alice was probably too involved in watching the show.

"No, don't stop." Alice opened her eyes again, looking like she wanted to see but dared to see.

"It's so pitiful. That person named Queen Mother is so hateful."

For a moment, such words were heard. After a long time, the stage finally came to an end. A few women, except Anna, had already cried a lot. Even Anna had red eyes: "The great oriental art is really touching."

"Actually, true love is like this. There is less time to have fun and more time to suffer." Yu Manshan looked at Liu Qing with tears in her eyes and seemed to be murmuring: "However, even if you suffer a lot of pain, if you have the chance to do it again, I think they will still have the same choice."

"Miss Yu said it well. I believe that Miss Weaver Girl and Mr. Dong, although it seems painful, are full of expectations and joy in their hearts. Although they can only meet once a year, they are better than being separated forever." Gradually, Alice seemed to have accepted this reality. Her tears slowly stopped. But her hands were always holding Liu Qing's arm tightly, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

"The delicate clouds are made up, the flying stars are filled with hatred, and the silver man crosses the distance. Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world. Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, and I will be willing to look at the road back to the magpie bridge. If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be day and night?" Yu Manshan slowly recited a poem, and then explained it in English in a general way. He sighed quietly: "This word expresses the ups and downs of lovesickness in one word."

Everyone was silent, all of whom were a little sad and filled with thoughts.

Cough cough, Liu Qing saw the atmosphere sad, and he quickly coughed twice, and laughed: "I'll give you a question, please guess. When the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the Magpie Bridge every year, the Weaver Girl says something, the Cowherd screams, and then jumps off the Magpie Bridge. Guess, what did the Weaver Girl say?"

"I'm in love with someone else?" Anna was raised and took the lead in guessing the answer: "So Cowherd was very sad and jumped down."

"Impossible. How could the Weaver Girl loves Cowherd so much?" Alice judged others by herself and said sadly: "It was the Queen Mother who forced her to get married again. If she threatened Cowherd's death, maybe she would agree."

"No, right?" Liu Qing lit a cigarette leisurely, squinted his eyes and smiled a little terrified.

After all the women guessed, Liu Qing solemnly announced the answer. The Weaver Girl said in a delicate way, "Cowherd, I'm here today, it's inconvenient! If I were Dong Yong, I would have danced too!"

After the four women were stunned, they served them with their fists in grief.

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The dinner ended in a cheerful atmosphere. After waiting for each to go back to the room, Liu Qing held the note that Alice handed him in her hand. She smiled bitterly, but she still used all kinds of tricks to flip into Alice's suite from the window she reserved in a hidden way.
Chapter completed!