Wen Yuanbai smiled again. This junior sister is really quite capable.

I wonder what surprises await us now?

After Xiao Youran jumped onto the stage, she noticed that the little ones following behind her were looking up at her with a mixture of admiration and confusion.

She then realized that the stage was even taller than the little group of children, so they naturally couldn't fly up as lightly as she could.

Then she looked around and pointed to the steps on the right, “You come up from there!”

The little ones obediently ran over and came running up the steps on the right.

Jiang Youchen and Yun Tiankuang went to the side and went up the steps directly.

In that short time, Xiao Youran had already made a wish from the little notebook in the bracelet and taken out the classic script of "Farewell My Concubine".

She flipped through the pages and found the most classic ending scene, then started assigning tasks directly.

"You are Xiang Yu, you are Yu Ziqi, you, you, you, you, the four of you, are playing the roles of the Han army surrounded by enemies on all sides..."

Since it can't last too long anyway, let's do a ten-minute impromptu performance!

In the end, Jiang Youchen realized with frustration that he had no role left.

Xiao Youran then shoved the script into Jiang Youchen's arms, saying, "You're the prompter!"

Jiang Youchen looked completely bewildered. "What is a prompt?"

"Hint to the lines!" Xiao Youran had already removed her hair crown. With nimble hands, she used a hairpin to tie up a strand of hair in her hair, leaving the rest loose. Then, with a flick of her finger, she picked up a strand of black hair from beside her ear and bit it between her lips.

Jiang Youchen immediately understood: his sister was playing the role of Yu Ji!

He glanced at the script in his hand again, quickly scanned it, and understood what his sister meant.

Lines? I guess that means the lyrics of a play?

Xiao Youran smiled slightly. If her brother was quick-witted, at this moment, the doting brother would no longer be a broken record, but a director.

So, Jiang, the "tool person," Youchen, began to give orders: "Everyone, stand back! Yu Ji, go!"

Xiao Youran then began to take small, quick steps and dance around the stage.

She had only walked a short distance when she heard the rhythmic beat of drums and cymbals from below the stage, accompanying her footsteps.

It turned out that Wen Yuanbai had also seen through Xiao Youran's intentions and signaled Nan Zhuo to instruct the musicians of the opera troupe who were already resting.

Nan Zhuo returned to his master's side with a bitter expression, feeling extremely distressed about the fifty-tael silver note he had just taken out.

A few locals who had been watching the young actresses and actors were sitting downstairs in the teahouse. When they saw the young actresses running over, they followed them. In addition, the crowd that had been watching the opera around the stage earlier, who were about to disperse when the actors came offstage to rest, gathered again when they heard the noise.

Meanwhile, the sounds from the stage attracted the attention of several passersby who gathered around in surprise.

Xiao You Ran stopped walking, and the experienced musician followed suit.

Xiao Youran, with a flick of her finger, began to read aloud in Mandarin, following Jiang Youchen sentence by sentence with great expression, “I was alone here pondering to myself when I suddenly heard the enemy… Oh dear, wait! How come the enemy is inside our territory? It’s the sound of Chu songs! What is the reason for this? I must go and report to the King.”

He then made a gesture of lifting the curtain and entering the tent.

Jiang Youchen whispered a reminder, "Ah, Your Majesty, wake up! Your Majesty, wake up!"

Xiao Youran repeated it, but this time her voice was more forceful and louder.

Jiang Youchen looked at Yun Tiankuang, who was playing Xiang Yu, and whispered, "Why is the concubine so alarmed?"

Yun Tiankuang had already seen through the trick the brother and sister were playing, so he happily went to Xiao Youran's side, pretended to straighten his clothes, and asked, "What is it that makes the concubine so frightened?"

"While I was taking a walk outside the camp, I suddenly heard the enemy singing inside. It was the song of the Chu Kingdom. I wonder what could be the reason for this?"

However, since Jiang Youchen had to remind him of every single sentence, it did affect the viewing experience somewhat.

Wen Yuanbai quickly came up with an idea, beckoned with his finger, and whispered a few words to Nan Zhuo.

Nan Zhuo accepted the order, walked over to Jiang Youchen, and took his script.

Jiang Youchen looked bewildered, then saw him slightly part his thin lips without uttering a sound, but Xiang Yu clearly uttered his lines: "Ah! Is that so? Let me hear it!"

Then came the Han army's chorus: "If we die on the battlefield, who will our parents, wives, and children rely on!"

Jiang Youchen understood; so this was the skill of transmitting sound secretly.

As expected, Nan Zhuo's method is the best.

At first, the onlookers just found it amusing that this group of little ones, dressed in identical costumes and performing in their childish voices on the stage, actually looked quite professional.

At first, it was novel and fun, but then I found out that they spoke Mandarin, which was not at all like the difficult-to-understand opera.

As you listen further, you discover that it's actually a poignant story of a peerless hero parting ways with his beloved concubine in a camp surrounded by enemies on the battlefield.

They listened intently, completely absorbed.

Behind the stage was a Fulai Inn. A window on the second floor quietly opened, revealing the face of a graceful and dignified young woman.

The teahouse where Xiaoyouran and the others used to be was on the other side of the stage, diagonally opposite, also on the second floor. A young girl's eyes swept over the face of this young woman, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

This girl was none other than Shi Wenxia, ​​who had been reborn and returned.

She stared in disbelief at the young woman diagonally opposite her, wondering how she had come to Wufeng County.

"Think of me, Xiang Yu! My strength could uproot mountains, my spirit could cover the world, but the times are against me, and my steed will not go. My steed will not go, what can I do? My Yu Ji, my Yu Ji, what can I do?"

Yun Tiankuang was already familiar with the story of the hero Xiao Youran had told him before, and he had admired this hero ever since. He never expected that he would have the opportunity to personally portray this hero today.

So when he heard this most important and classic line, the way he read it was exactly like a powerful and invincible overlord!

Yet he still looks like a boy who hasn't lost his childishness!

It's so interesting no matter how you look at it!

This drew applause and cheers from the onlookers.

Then, starting with someone, the people began throwing copper coins and silver pieces onto the stage.

The original stage troupe leader and a group of actors were all stunned.

The musicians who played with the little dumplings were initially surprised, but later they actually cooperated with them very well.

The young girls didn't care about any of that; they were just acting on their own, completely immersed in their roles.

At the climax, Xiang Yu cried out, "My concubine! You...you must not take your own life."

Yu Ji: "Alas! My king! The Han army has seized our land, and the songs of Chu echo from all sides. Your king's spirit is broken, what reason do I have to live!"

He drew Xiang Yu's sword and committed suicide, slowly falling to the ground.

Xiang Yu: "Alas! At first sight, tears streamed down my face, tears streaming down my face, as if an arrow pierced my heart. Now I possess the strength to uproot mountains, yet I cannot protect a woman, a single woman!"

Having said that, he led his horse to meet the enemy and then retreated.

(The above script is excerpted from the Internet. Please refrain from criticism if you disagree.)