Deerdang, deerdang, deerdeerdangdang…
Under the rhythmic sounds of drums, claps, and pipes, martial arts students dressed in yellow were dancing with all kinds of weapons and props on the stage.
He would occasionally use his hands to spin the saber rapidly, dancing it like a windmill.
Occasionally, he would toss the weapon up and somersault before catching it.
Sometimes, he would jump up and down on the table and stool, continuing to choose other weapons...
Every single action that was performed like a juggling act would cause the audience to applaud and cheer.
Ma Zhenjie, who was wearing the Dragon King costume, sat upright on the stool.
Seeing the audience below cheering for his junior brother's performance, a hint of pride flashed across his eyes.
In fact, as a professional Beijing opera actor, he was not willing to perform at Caigentan Restaurant.
After all, this was just a cheap restaurant. The stage was not big enough, and the quality of the audience was also mixed. There were even people who watched the performance while eating…
In short, the performance environment here was far from the standard stage of a theater.
Compared to the Huguang Guild Hall, it was like heaven and earth!
If it wasn't for the fact that the troupe had forced them to do so, everyone would have to come for a commercial performance every once in a while. Ma Zhenjie estimated that he would never set foot in this restaurant in his life!
As for the challenger on the small stage outside, he did not take him seriously.
Peking opera was the quintessence of Chinese culture. Just based on the basic skills, there were countless details to be paid attention to.
Professional actors like them were immersed in it every day, constantly practicing and polishing. How could a few Peking opera lovers compare to the stage effects of the performance?
Ma Zhenjie had never worried about the arena from the beginning to the end.
Therefore, he only chose " Havoc in the Dragon Palace " and let his junior brother perform a few martial arts moves to conquer this group of spectators who loved to watch the show.
He himself played the role of the Dragon King. Most of the time, he sat upright on the stool and watched. Only occasionally did he stand up and sing a few lines or walk a few steps. He could easily pass the mission for this commercial performance…
Hmm?
Ma Zhenjie had sharp eyes and suddenly noticed some strange changes in the audience.
A middle-aged man ran in and said something at a dining table before pointing out.
Then, the few old men who were watching the show while eating at the dining table immediately ran out with their bowls in their hands…
Ma Zhenjie's gaze followed them through the glass door and soon noticed that the group of people had run to the stage outside to watch the show.
So, was that person here to steal the audience?
The crowd probably saw that there weren't many spectators and had already started to give gifts, hehe…
Ma Zhenjie was not surprised by this.
When he had participated in other commercial performances, he had seen people giving gifts to attract the audience.
Generally speaking, as long as they prepared some keychains, tissue paper, candy, and other worthless gadgets in advance, it would be easy to ignite the enthusiasm of the audience.
This was also the reason why he didn't like performing on the streets-the audience was too materialistic!
However, Ma Zhenjie was not too worried about this.
The performance of Peking opera was very different from the usual street performances.
Outsiders might not be able to tell the good from the bad at the beginning. However, when two shows were performed at the same time, the difference between the good and the bad would become very obvious!
Even if the other party gives a gift to the audience, once the audience receives the gift, they will turn around and choose to watch our show!
Ma Zhenjie had such confidence.
However, it didn't take long for him to realize that the development of the matter was somewhat unexpected.
Not only did the audience who had run out not return, but the audience in the restaurant was still leaving at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This…Could it be that they had prepared many gifts?
Ma Zhenjie was a little absent-minded.
Until the junior brother who was playing the role of Sun Wukong touched it with a prop stick. Only then did Ma Zhenjie realize that he was still on the stage!
He quickly collected his thoughts, slowly stood up, and began to sing his lines…
Soon, the martial arts scene that Ma Zhenjie had carefully chosen was completed.
After the curtain fell, he hurried out without even taking off his helmet and costume.
"Brother, where are you going?"
"You guys can continue acting for now. I'll go outside and investigate.”
"Investigate what?"
"I'd like to see what methods they used to attract our audience!”
“……”
When Ma Zhenjie came to the courtyard, he was almost shocked by the scene outside.
He saw that a large group of people had already surrounded the unassuming stage.
He couldn't count the number at a glance, but he couldn't defeat 200 of them!
Just the number of spectators alone had already exceeded the number of people on the stage by several times!
Moreover, the composition of the audience was not singular.
Some of them were holding bowls and chopsticks in their hands. They were obviously Caigentan's guests.
Some of them were wearing suits or overalls. They were probably white-collar workers who had just gotten off work and were attracted to the office when they passed by.
There were also some grandparents or nannies who were out shopping with their children…
The audience standing at the periphery had even blocked the passage for vehicles to enter and exit.
The restaurant had no choice but to send two waiters out at the last minute to stand there and maintain the traffic.
What was going on?
Ma Zhenjie took a deep breath.
He stood far away, and his line of sight was blocked by a few trees and pillars in the middle. He had no choice but to continue walking forward to take a look.
At this moment, the scene of Concubine Yu performing the sword dance for the Overlord had already begun.
The Overlord stood there without moving, and only the actress was performing a sword dance in front of the audience.
Very soon, it turned from a single sword to Yuji's dual swords. Then, he used the prop in his hand to dance around with his sword in a fixed position.
This could be considered a lucky draw, and it immediately attracted the applause of the audience below the stage.
However, Ma Zhenjie was somewhat unconvinced.
He could tell at a glance that this actress's basic skills were not very solid, and the effect of her performance was far worse than his junior brother's!
How could this attract the audience?
As expected, he still gave her some benefits…Ma Zhenjie thought angrily in his heart.
But soon, his guess was dispelled…
When Concubine Yu was about to finish her performance, the Overlord, who had been as still as a mountain, seemed to be interested. He suddenly opened his mouth and laughed towards the sky.
"Ho-hahaha…"
The laughter carried an extremely domineering and heroic temperament, but it also faintly revealed the determined and desolate state of mind in the face of despair.
Like a surging flood, it instantly shattered Ma Zhenjie's confidence into pieces!
Ma Zhenjie stood rooted to the ground. The Dragon King braid on his helmet trembled slightly.
This scene looked exactly like the Dragon King being frightened by the Overlord's imposing manner!
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