The curtain on the stage was slowly drawn back...

The students below sat obediently on small stools, holding them with both hands, and staring wide-eyed at the scene.

Scene:

A scholar, carrying a small bamboo box, wiped the sweat from his brow and occasionally looked up at the sky.

Sister Guihua remarked, "Haha, isn't this just a flood? And he's playing a scholar?"

Chen Gui lowered his voice, "Keep your voice down, you're ruining the atmosphere of watching the show."

Yes, yes, yes.

The waterfall roared and cascaded down... Rainwater trickled down!

Branches struck!

The sound of heavy rain pounding against the eaves.

Suddenly, the sound of a piano being played came from the mountains and forests!

The scholar finally found a dilapidated temple to rest in, when suddenly he heard the mournful sound of the wind and a plaintive song outside!

Shi Jingxing's eyes widened. He hadn't thought much of it at first, just joining in the fun, but when he saw that the person on stage was a man playing a scholar, he found it so incongruous and hilarious!

What surprised him most was that the sounds of waterfalls, rain, piano playing, singing, wind, and tree branches were all very similar!

But it's nighttime now, where did the rain come from? I craned my neck to look!

Duan Zhujun exclaimed in admiration, "I never imagined that there would be such a master of ventriloquism in such a small mountain village!"

If it weren't for the fact that a rehearsal was being held on the stage, he would have definitely gone up to pay a visit to the master.

Xia Xuezheng also said to He Xundao: "In the previous dynasty, there was a record in the Menghualu that ventriloquist masters used an eight-foot screen as a cover. All they needed was a table, a chair, a fan, and a ruler. The ventriloquist sat behind the screen and mainly performed speaking, imitating, teasing, singing, and imitating animal sounds. The performance style was: you could only hear the sound, but you could not see the person. Very few people could master this skill to the highest level!"

"I haven't seen a master like this in many years!"

Instructor He clicked his tongue in admiration: "This mountainous region is a place of outstanding people and abundant resources! It should not be underestimated! Just hearing the performance of such a master of ventriloquism is worth the ticket price."

Cheers erupted from inside.

"Luckily!"

Su Wenxuan, standing to the side, kept exclaiming, "The expert that Uncle Xian invited is truly remarkable, astonishing. If it weren't for him, we really wouldn't have heard such miraculous sounds, as if there really were waterfalls and torrential rain right in front of me."

The scholar suddenly saw a woman in white. The woman suddenly pulled her clothes down to her shoulders and then accidentally fell. The scholar slipped and fell into the water!

Scholar: Who are you?

Woman: Come up here quickly!

Then came the scene that the audience loved to see.

Draw the curtains!

A rustling sound arose.

The students jeered, "It doesn't matter if it's a little longer, release it so we can all see!"

It was very lively inside. Lu Chengfeng scratched his head, then made a determined move, "Let's go, let's buy tickets too!"

"Young master, are you really going to buy it?"

"purchase!"

Chen Xian chuckled, "Didn't you change the plot?"

Su Wenhao hesitated, then said, "Uncle, just keep watching."

Suddenly, there were mournful cries of ghosts and wolves, barking of dogs, howling of the wind, and the cawing of crows!

A wild, sinister laugh!

"Hahaha... Sister, where are you? Grandma told me to look for you!"

A petite, delicate-looking woman in black appeared, her flowing sleeves billowing in the air!

Xiaoqian was startled and quickly pushed the scholar away!

The woman in black, Xiao Zhuo, looked at Xiao Qian suspiciously: "Sister, what are you doing?"

Xiaoqian: "I'm practicing my kung fu."

Xiaoqian finally managed to fool Xiaozhu away, but suddenly a strong wind rose and a whooshing sound came from behind!

Grandma: "Xiaoqian, come back! Grandma misses you so much..."

The scholar was terrified and fled frantically, as the wind howled...

The students got goosebumps all over.

"Goodness, the eerie wind, the crows, and the barking dogs sounded even more real than the real thing! I don't want to watch anymore! I want to go back to bed and cover my head with the blanket."

The voice seemed to have a magical power, pulling people to look the more they didn't want to.

He covered his eyes, then quietly opened them again, letting a sliver of tears escape!

Just as the scholar closed the door, he suddenly saw a woman in black lying on the bed, her clothes disheveled, her eyes alluring.

Xiao Zhuo: "Scholar, come here."

The scholar's eyes were filled with confusion.

Xiao Zhu chuckled and asked, "Am I pretty?"

The scholar blushed and murmured, "Mmm..."

Xiao Zhu breathed on the scholar, then hugged his neck. "Hehe, let's play a game and see if you like your older sister more, or me?"

The curtain is pulled!

A familiar voice rang out.

Chen Xian looked at Su Wenxuan with a puzzled expression, "Wenxuan, did I write this kind of plot?"

Su Wenxuan chuckled, "No, I just made some minor modifications."

Duan Zhujun asked, puzzled, "Is there such a passage?"

Shi Jing was overjoyed. "The plot is getting more and more interesting. I'm curious how the scholar will handle his relationship with Xiaoqian. Will Xiaoqian find out that he's been cheated on?"

Xia Xuezheng grinned, "Brother He, this folk tale is quite daring, isn't it?"

Instructor He chuckled and said, "These are just folk tales to make people happy. To put it simply, didn't you see how wide the villagers' mouths were practically splitting open? And what about the strange expressions on our students' faces?"

One day, as the scholar was whispering sweet nothings to Xiao Zhuo, a cold wind howled, and Xiao Qian appeared gracefully.

Xiaoqian looked like she was being betrayed.

Ning Caichen, you!

I've come at the wrong time!

With a gloomy expression, she turned away, her water sleeves fluttering, as she prepared to leave.

The scholar casually pulled Xiaoqian into his arms with his right hand, and held Xiaozhuo on both sides, looking completely intoxicated and calm, and said, "No! Xiaoqian, you've come at just the right time!"

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