Chapter 97 Butterfly Lovers (2) By the time the hotel staff delivered the steaming, delicious breakfast to Luo Jun's room, Luo Jun had already finished reading two serials of martial arts, one romance, and one fantasy novel. Qin Huai was also watching with great interest. Although it was a bit difficult to read traditional Chinese characters, and the content of the novel was a bit old-fashioned, the writing style was excellent, especially the romance book, where the parents' feuds and gossipy fights made Qin Huai feel that the author was writing it while sitting next to the person involved. The breakfast bought by the hotel for running errands was equipped with high-end tableware. The porridge was served in white porcelain bowls, the side dishes were placed on small and delicate petal-shaped dishes, and the steamed buns were held on silver plates. There are also a lot of tableware, including knives, forks, chopsticks and spoons, a combination of Chinese and Western styles. "Mr. Luo, these are the movie tickets for the new movie on Sunday. Your favorite seat in the middle of the third row is a small gesture from our hotel." The waiter finished placing the plates and respectfully placed a movie ticket on the corner of the table. Luo Jun had already put down the newspaper and started eating the buns. He was not very skilled in using chopsticks. He tried to pick up the buns but failed and pretended that he was not very interested in the buns. He silently picked up the bowl and drank the porridge. "Just one?" Luo Jun asked. The waiter was stunned for a moment, then said: "Of course there are more. How many do you need? I will bring them to you tonight."
"Another one, the one next to it." Luo Jun said, "Just send it with the newspaper tomorrow morning. Today you go to the bookstore to see if there are any newly published novels. If there are any, buy them for me." "Okay, do you need anything else?" "Do young girls like to eat chestnut cakes in Western restaurants?" Luo Jun looked at the waiter and asked. This question stopped the waiter. Qin Huai guessed that he had never eaten before, and he was not a woman. The waiter said: "I believe that as long as it is arranged by you, Mr. Luo, no lady will dislike it." Luo Jun was very satisfied with the answer and nodded: "Buy a copy and deliver it to the theater when the show ends." Luo Jun handed over a white pound, and the waiter took the money and left. As soon as the person left, Luo Jun stabbed the bun hard with his fork. He held the fork in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right hand. While chewing the bun, he studied the chopsticks and muttered: "Why is this thing so difficult to use?" After eating, Luo Jun read the novels in the newspaper for a while. After finishing the serials he wanted to follow, he went out and sat in a cafe for a while. I didn't stay in the cafe for too long. I guess I thought it was boring to listen to the piano playing, so I went to the teahouse to listen to the piano commentary. At noon, I ordered takeout from the teahouse, had some snacks, and took a rickshaw to the theater. The location of the theater is very remote. Qin Huai followed Luo Jun around all morning and finally figured it out. The Richard Hotel where Luo Jun lived was in a bustling concession, with hotels, Western restaurants, cinemas, dance halls, and even shopping malls. You can see cars on the road, and ordinary people mainly rely on trams and walking to commute. But Luo Jun obviously doesn't like taking the tram very much, maybe because he doesn't like to squeeze in with other people, and he didn't buy a car or hire a driver. If the distance is short, walk two steps, and if the distance is far away, call a rickshaw. Anyway, he has no change in his pocket. When paying, he only needs to pay Xiaoyang and Dayang without looking for it. The rickshaw driver can run away no matter how far away he is. The money stolen is spent generously. Qin Huai followed the rickshaw all the way, and even felt a little regretful when he ran to the back. The movements in his memory could not be fed back to his actual body. Otherwise, if he watches a memory every once in a while and exercises vigorously, his body must be very healthy. The theater is not big, and from a distance you can’t even tell it’s a theater at first glance. Standing at the entrance of the theater was a middle-aged man wearing a long coat with an anxious face. When he saw Luo Jun, his anxiety instantly turned into joy, and he came up to him from a distance. "Mr. Luo, I thought you wouldn't come today because you have something to do." The middle-aged man smiled broadly, "Liu Tao was just backstage asking you if you would come today." Liu Tao!
Qin Huai instantly triggered the keyword. Luo Jun threw two small foreign coins to the rickshaw driver: "I'm early, so I can't watch more. It's a waste of time." The class leader slapped himself lightly: "Look at my mouth, I really can't speak. You are so considerate of us that you can come here when you are busy with everything. Please come in quickly." "Tea, snacks and melon seeds are all ready. I know you love crab cakes, so I went to Ding Kee to buy them this morning." Luo Jun walked inside. This theater is indeed a small theater, with a small stage, fewer seats, and even no boxes on the second floor. Except for the two rows of small tables and a dozen or so seats in the front, the ones in the back are all long benches. However, there were a lot of people. Only the two middle tables in the private seats were empty, and the benches were even more crowded. There were many standing tickets in the corners, which showed that the business was good. The class leader led Luo Jun towards the private seats. There was no need to chase people away. Luo Jun had a table for himself. Everyone around him knew him and greeted him with a smile. "Mr. Luo comes to see Butterfly Lovers again." "Why are you looking at Liang Zhu? Mr. Luo is here to see Liu Tao." "Mr. Luo, when will I be able to drink your wedding wine? Lao Huang's 8th wife is already married, so why are you still silent at all?" "Isn't this fast?" "Mr. Luo, when do you plan to buy a house? I have a good house here, just on the street where you live at the Richard Hotel. If you are interested, I will take you there after the show is over..." "Well, your surname is Liang. When did you become interested in Butterfly Lovers when you watch Western movies every day? You came here to do Mr. Luo's business, right?" "I'm also thinking about Mr. Luo. It's uncomfortable to stay in the Richard Hotel every day. It's better to have your own house." "Mr. Luo, do you need your consideration? You would rather stay at the Richard Hotel. Can you afford to stay in a suite every day?" Luo Jun ignored everyone's conversation and just drank tea and waited for the show to begin. Qin Huai looked at the people in the seats and saw that they were all rich or noble. Sitting in the theater made the whole theater look upscale. There was a table of three people who didn't look that wealthy at the far corner of the elegant seat. They were looking at Luo Jun and the people around him curiously, while whispering. Qin Huai leaned over to listen to the gossip. "What's going on today? Why are everyone here except Mr. Luo, Fourth Master Bai, Third Master Zhong, Boss Zhang, Boss Wang, Young Master Liu, Young Master Li, and Mr. Ge? Are they listening to the show?" "Are you stupid? I didn't come here to listen to a show. I don't care about drinking. I came here to touch Mr. Luo's bottom." "Mr. Luo's background? Isn't Mr. Luo's family a businessman in the south? Did he come back after studying abroad for many years? What kind of background can he have?" "Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? That Tiger Gang targeted Mr. Luo some time ago..." "I know, I know. I'm not saying that behind the Tiger Gang is an apartment in the north or something..." "Last night, it was all gone." "What's missing?" "Do you know about the fire at the pier last night?"
"You know, I know, it was written in the newspaper this morning that the goods in several warehouses were burned down. Is that the warehouse of the Tiger Gang?" "Everything has been burned, not even the people or goods are left, and not even ashes are left. I heard that no one from the police station dared to investigate. Now go and ask outside to find out where the Tiger Gang is. The Rat Gang wouldn’t dare have one.” Those who listened to the gossip took a deep breath and glanced at Luo Jun secretly with fear on their faces: "Then he is..." "The most bizarre thing is that there were no shots fired at the pier yesterday. Didn't Mr. Luo come back from studying in England? He is not even good at using chopsticks. Now many people are saying that he is the illegitimate son of the Duke." Qin Huai:… This is a bit outrageous. Luo Jun doesn't look like a mixed race either. Although the truth is a bit more outrageous than what was rumored. Guess what? He's not even a human being. Before the gossip was over, the drama began. The chatter immediately fell silent, and Qin Huai walked directly to the stage to take a look. Qin Huai has watched the story of Butterfly Lovers since he was a child, watched the movie, and watched several versions of the TV series. Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, the famous Chinese be aesthetics, which child didn't hate Ma Wencai and his followers when they were young? Although the actor who played Ma Wencai later became more and more handsome, by the time Qin Luo looked at Butterfly Lovers, the child only looked at Ma Wencai. This is Qin Huai’s first time watching the opera version of Butterfly Lovers. The willow peach is very beautiful. Even with heavy makeup and gorgeous opera makeup covering her entire face, making it difficult to judge what the actor should look like, Qin Huai could still tell that Liu Tao was a standard beauty. She has an oval face and willow eyebrows, and her eyes are large and lively, sparkling and agile, and she can express every frown and smile with her eyes. Not to mention the voice, it is melodious and pleasant. In this era where opera is very complex, any actor who is famous for singing has real skills. Luo Jun is watching the show seriously. He was serious and even a little weird. As we all know, Butterfly Lovers is a tragic story. The love between Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai was not tolerated by the secular family. In the end, they died in love and turned into butterflies. It is a poignant love story in which a couple died to break away from the shackles of the world. According to the normal process of watching a play, when this play reaches the finale, it is full of emotions. Female viewers who are usually more sentimental should have wiped their tears with a handkerchief. But Luo Jun looked very happy. He seemed to like the ending very much, even smiling and applauding after the two of them turned into butterflies, Zhu Yingtai turned into a yellow butterfly and played the farewell with the melancholy melody of the erhu. Those who didn’t know thought that the troupe had changed the story of Butterfly Lovers and changed it to HappyEnding. "Mr. Luo..." As soon as the play ended, there were people who couldn't wait and wanted to get up and go over to talk to Luo Jun. "I still have something to do." Luo Jun stood up and walked backstage. The class leader was already waiting enthusiastically backstage, telling Luo Jun that Liu Tao was still removing her makeup, and asked Luo Jun to sit down and wait for a while. At a glance, you can tell that the lounge was specially organized for Luo Jun. There are tables, chairs, screens, ornaments, and vases all decorated. There are also several relatively cheap snacks on the table.
Luo Jun was not interested in the tea and snacks here. He thought it was too dark in the room and opened the window. He sat by the window and took out the newspaper he had not read in the morning from his pocket and read a novel. Qin Huai:… When did he fold the newspaper into a handkerchief and stuff it into his pocket? Mr. Luo, do you like reading novels so much? Qin Huai stood on the side and watched together. The plot of this novel published in a third-rate tabloid is not very good. Every boring plot has a **** plot. Luo Jun obviously doesn't like to read this kind of story without enough color to make up the plot. He can read ten lines at a glance, two pages in a short time. I have finished reading the contents of the newspaper. Then Luo Jun folded the newspaper and took out another one from the other pocket. Qin Huai:? No, what kind of good person would go out to the theater with novels in his left and right pockets? The novel in this newspaper is an old-fashioned martial arts revenge novel. The writing is not bad, and Luo Jun reads it with gusto. "Mr. Luo." Qin Huai and Luo Jun were both immersed in reading novels and did not even notice that Liu Tao had arrived. Liu Tao looks very different from her appearance on stage after taking off her opera makeup. Liu Tao on the stage, with bright eyebrows and white teeth, is shining brightly. Every smile and every move attracts the attention of the audience. But Liu Tao, who had put on ordinary clothes at this moment, still had big bright eyes, willow eyebrows, and oval face, but she looked much duller. Qin Huai could even pick out many obvious flaws on her face. For example, the chin is a bit short, the nose is not straight enough, and there are a few small moles on the face. The combination of these ordinary facial features and beautiful eyes makes people feel a bit pity. Luo Jun put away the newspaper, folded it into a handkerchief calmly in front of Liu Tao, and put it in his pocket. "You are so knowledgeable, you read newspapers wherever you go." Liu Tao sighed. Luo Jun just nodded slightly and said nothing. "I stewed tangerine peel for you... Are you thirsty? Let me pour you a cup of tea." Liu Tao put down the small cup he was holding and went to the table to get a teacup to pour tea. "What do you think of the Butterfly Lovers today?" Liu Tao handed the tea cup to Luo Jun. Luo Jun took the tea cup and held it in his hand without drinking: "No one except you." "My singing skills are not good, my manners are not good, my walking skills are not good, and I can't play the erhu that plays the background music well." Luo Jun knew he was an old troll as soon as he opened his mouth. Liu Tao could only lower his head and apologize: "I'm sorry, Mr. Luo, our troupe is indeed...sorry to disappoint you." "Sit down." Luo Jun pointed to the chair. Liu Tao sat down obediently. "But I like this story very much." Luo Jun said. Liu Tao looked up in surprise, met Luo Jun's gaze and quickly looked away: "Do you like... this kind of story?"
"I like happy endings." Liu Tao:? Liu Tao couldn't help but feel embarrassed now, her little face was full of question marks. "Perfect?" Liu Tao began to doubt his entire opera career, "Is the story of Butterfly Lovers...complete?" "Didn't Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai turn into butterflies and get together in the end?" Luo Jun asked back. "But...but the two of them finally died for their love and turned into butterflies." "Whether you are a butterfly or a human, aren't they all the same?" Luo Jun said calmly, "According to what is written in the novel, monsters can become spirits and people can become immortals. Whether they are humans or butterflies, they are both alive. One kind, they are all living beings, there is no difference in essence.” "When we were humans, we were oppressed by the world and couldn't be together. Instead, we turned into butterflies and became a pair. Isn't it also a happy ending?" Liu Tao was confused by Luo Jun's theory. She digested it carefully and nodded with a smile. Her big bright eyes were full of smiles: "What you said makes sense." "A knowledgeable person like you is really different from those of us who sing in the troupe. I have been singing Butterfly Lovers since I was a child, and I never thought that being a butterfly is also a good ending. You are right, being a butterfly is also quite good. Okay, you can still fly.” "Do you like butterflies?" Luo Jun asked. Liu Tao nodded heavily: "I like it." "Originally, I just thought butterflies were beautiful. But after hearing what you said, I think butterflies are still very free." "So do you like butterflies?" "They are all the same." Luo Jun said, "To me, people, butterflies, and birds are all the same. They can be treated as anything." Liu Tao laughed again and looked at Luo Jun with a smile. His eyebrows are curved, and his eyes are all about him. This is two in one~
(End of chapter)