Start From Skull Island and Push the World

The day of the show.

The wharf outside the troupe was crowded with people, shoulder to shoulder, even more crowded than downtown.

Those with pre-sale tickets held their tickets and poured straight in. Those without pre-sale tickets saw such a lively scene, and after asking, most of them also bought tickets one after another.

"Pork Rong, are you still selling pork? The Monkey King is going to perform on stage!"

Fans of Ding Zheng said to the pork that was still on the stall.

Zhu Rourong immediately chopped the knife that was cutting meat onto the chopping board, his small eyes widened: "Where is it?"

"Don't you know? It's at the Pier Theater!"

"Damn it, let's go! The stall is over!"

"Then I'll go first."

"Wait until I pack it up and put it together... You have no loyalty!"

...

Conversations similar to the above are constantly being staged in other places, with other identities.

On this day, the entire pier theater was almost packed.

In the past, a group of people had to be let in for nothing at the end of the ticket purchase, but today, the people who bought the tickets are crowded.

The monkey came on stage to sing, and it was the monkey who was quite famous in Foshan before, and he played the monkey Monkey King Monkey King!

This gimmick alone is unique!

Whether rich or poor, foreigners or Chinese, they all rushed over to see something new.

In the end, there were still a large number of people who didn't have time to go in, so they could only stay outside and sigh.

Pork Rong is one of them.

He was dejected outside the theater and closed the stall to watch the show, but he couldn't get a ticket.

"No! You must come early the day after tomorrow!"

Pork Rong has asked someone about it, and there will be another one after three days of wreaking havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

The reason why it took such a long time was mainly because Team Leader Yang was afraid that something might go wrong with Ding Zheng. After the first performance, he rested for two days and had time to adjust.

Of course, during this period, there will naturally be other shows on top, and the door will not be closed.

"Master and the others must be called!"

Pork Rong thought about it, and instead of going back to reopen the stall, he went straight to Baozhilin.

...

Pier troupe.

Leader Yang said a few words on the scene, and then made it clear that Ding Zheng's voice was worthy of him, and then left.

then.

The erhu and dulcimer played in unison, and amidst the beating of gongs and drums, Ding Zheng finally came out!

A liter of golden armor is shining, two bird feathers are soaring into the sky, he is wearing long boots, holding a red stick, his dark face has also been painted into the appearance of the Monkey King, and the golden eye shadow reflects the golden sunlight.

Holding a stick in one hand, Ding Zheng walked to the center of the stage with standard steps, stood still, swung his arms, and danced a dazzling circle of stick flowers.

"good!"

Immediately there was a tidal wave of shouts from the audience.

Anyone could tell that the Monkey King on the stage was definitely a real monkey.

Whether it's the unusually long arms or the stubby legs in comparison.

Whether it's the sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks that can't be concealed after painting the face, or the wrinkles on the face that are completely different from humans and the hair that is exposed at the end of the clothes.

All fully explained.

This is a real monkey like a fake.

A monkey dances a stick flower on the stage and plays Monkey King!

this trip.

It's worth it!

The money was not wasted!

Ding Zheng stopped dancing the stick only after everyone's cheers subsided.

The musical instruments in the background also stopped at some point.

The whole theater fell silent.

then.

Ding Zheng carried the golden cudgel behind his back, took two steps forward, and raised his right leg to rest on his left knee.

The other arm was raised, hooked to look into the distance, his eyes blinked quickly, and the golden eye shadow kept shining.

"Okay!" The cheers rose again.

At the same time, the music sounded lively again.

After Ding Zheng's appearance, the rest of the characters began to appear gradually, and the Havoc in Heaven officially began!

Throughout the afternoon, there were loud noises at the pier.

This is a lively scene that has never been seen in Foshan for many years!

The audience will definitely not like the appearance of the monkey.

Therefore, when Ding Zheng performed, he fully recalled and absorbed the performance essence of Mr. Liu, an international movie star, which can be described as vivid. Coupled with Mr. Yang's proper dubbing, the cheers in the theater were like a tsunami.

Even a foreign gunshot in the distance was completely covered up.

...

Pork Rong walked halfway and realized that it was time to deliver meat to Bao Zhilin today.

So he went back to the stall, picked two big fat pigs to slaughter, and drove them to Baozhilin with a wooden cart.

In addition to seeing a doctor and treating injuries at Po Chi Lam, Huang Feihong also opened a museum to accept apprentices.

Teach the people to learn martial arts and practice martial arts, and use some simple martial arts that are not too destructive to strengthen their bodies.

The number of apprentices is close to fifty.

Therefore, Bao Zhilin's daily food needs are very large.

These two pigs will be eaten in a few days.

Ding Zheng and Bao Zhilin are also somewhat related.

Zhu Rourong was very eager to go back and tell his master the good news about Shenhou's performance on stage, and went to the theater to watch it together three days later.

Walking like flying along the way, it didn't take a while to rush to Baozhi Forest and slam into the door!

After entering, I saw a large group of people surrounded, and Master Huang Feihong was in the cabinet, obviously treating people.

"What's the matter, what's the matter!" Rourou Rong was impatient, and immediately squeezed in from the crowd with his huge size and strength.

Others didn't dare to say anything out of temper when they saw that it was this Zhurourong guy.

After rushing into the inner circle, Zhurourong also learned what happened from the people around him.

But today, when Huang Feihong sent Liu Yongfu, the leader of the Black Banner Army, the lion dancer was shot and disturbed by foreigners, and the lion dancer was also frightened and fell down and was injured.

Huang Feihong is currently treating his injuries.

Rourou Rong said with anger on his face, "The foreigners are going too far!"

Huang Feihong had already dealt with the wounded, shook his head and sighed: "Now that General Liu and the Black Banner Army are suppressing it, it is still the case. After General Liu is transferred away, the situation in Foshan may be even worse, and foreigners will act more recklessly. "

"The Manchurian imperial court, which is full of bullshit, actually bowed to the foreigners and made some land cession and compensation, otherwise how dare the foreigners be so arrogant on our land!" Pork Rong said helplessly, "The Black Banner Army is leaving now, the foreigners must Be more arrogant."

Huang Feihong smiled: "It's not necessarily true. According to General Liu, the imperial court has sent an admiral to negotiate with foreigners in the future. He will be there tonight. I'm going to meet him. I hope that the admiral will , can make those foreigners restrain themselves a little."

"What nonsense admiral, it's fine if you don't kneel down to foreigners. Now that we are being bullied like this, isn't it because those officials and emperors in the capital are useless!" Zhu Rourong was full of anger.

"Shirong, if you talk like that again, go to the backyard and kill a horse!" Huang Feihong stared, not angry.

Zhu Rourong immediately shut up, not daring to say any more, walked to the side and sat down with a look of resentment.

Huang Feihong healed the wounded, walked to a chair and sat down, then opened a fan, stared at the fan in silence.

On the top of the fan was written a line of big characters.

"Mourning the country and humiliating the treaty!"

Then in the rest of the places, there are small characters the size of soybeans that almost cover the entire fan.

What is written on it is all the various traitorous treaties signed by the Qing Dynasty under the persecution of foreigners during this period of time.

Without these treaties, how could foreigners dare to be as presumptuous and unscrupulous as they are now?