Seeing her lazy look, Zhang Shixun kissed her cheek and said, "My dear, hurry up and get up, wash your face, and get ready for breakfast."
Ding Dusai asked shyly, "Sir, when did you get up? I didn't even know."
"Get up at the first crow of the rooster."
"You got up so early."
"It is a soldier's habit to rise up at the sound of the cock-crow. He dare not slack off in the slightest."
Ding Dusai jumped out of the bed. Anyway, he didn't take off his clothes, so he wasn't afraid of him seeing it.
After breakfast, Li Shishi also came.
She didn't show any strangeness about Ding Dusai staying here.
The two girls rode in sedan chairs, and Zhang Shixun rode a horse, and they hurried to the Lotus Pavilion.
When the three arrived at the Lotus Pavilion, only Hei Wuchang and a farmhand from Gao Laozhuang were standing outside the gate, with a mule cart parked nearby.
Zhang Shixun glanced at the car, which was equipped with a full set of stage equipment.
"Hei Wuchang, have all the things been delivered?"
"Yes, they've all been shipped here." Hei Wuchang had a blank expression on his face. "Wang Dong has something to tell you."
"What?"
"Get down to business, don't waste time."
What the hell! What the hell is that?
Li Shishi and Ding Dusai were laughing secretly on the side.
The door of the Lotus Pavilion opened, and Zhang Shixun was busy directing Hei Wuchang to set up the stage equipment. The two women sat in the audience, discussing the program.
Sun Sansi came, and with him came a pretty girl with an oval face and almond eyes. As soon as she came in, she looked at Zhang Shixun with a pair of bright and clear big eyes.
Zhang Shixun pretended not to see it and concentrated on setting up the equipment with Hei Wuchang.
More and more artists came to the Lotus Pavilion.
Feng Yinu, Xue Zida, Xue Zixiao, Wang Jingnu, Xu Poxi...
The jugglers got the news from somewhere and started arriving one after another.
Zhang Shixun was very happy to see more and more people coming.
Hei Wuchang's actions were methodical. In its program, what to install first and what to install later, everything was a program that had long been set by the central control computer.
As for Zhang Shixun's command, Hei Wuchang treated it all as bullshit.
In the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the stage equipment was set up.
"Lao Hei, put up an advertisement in the air. Write on it: The charity performance for disaster relief will start tonight."
Hei Wuchang turned on the relevant equipment and said in a muffled voice: "The authority to use the equipment has been given to Xiaomei. If you have any requests, you can command Xiaomei through the smart system."
Zhang Shixun gently called out "Xiaomei".
Xiaomei responded and appeared on the virtual screen, "Master, I'm here, please give me your orders."
"I want to use stage equipment to advertise in the air. I want it to be as high and eye-catching as possible. Is it possible?"
"Of course we can do that. How do you write the slogan?"
Zhang Shixun thought for a moment and said, "The Women's Federation's disaster relief charity performance will begin tonight."
"OK."
Immediately, a string of scrolling characters appeared in the air, the color of the font kept changing from cyan, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue to purple.
Although it was daytime, the advertisement was very dazzling.
The women in the audience looked up at the advertisement in the air and were all stunned.
Then the slogan changed.
[Give a piece of love, hold up a piece of hope]
[Ignite hope with your heart and spread love to the world]
[Help the victims with actions and comfort their hearts with kindness]
…
The sudden strange phenomenon in the sky quickly attracted countless people in the capital, who gathered here one after another. Soon, the lotus shed was crowded with people who came to see the strange phenomenon.
Zhang Shixun stepped off the stage and walked towards Li Shishi. "Madam Li, is the program ready?"
Li Shishi handed her a program and said, "It's almost done. Take a look."
Zhang Shixun took the program and saw that the ink on it had not yet completely dried, obviously it had just been written.
Most of the songs on the program were the ones that Zhang Shixun taught them on a daily basis.
"Very good, let's revise it as we go along."
"good!"
Zhang Shixun clapped his hands and shouted, "Xiaomei, background moves, stage lights on."
As soon as he finished speaking, a virtual background appeared on the stage, with mountains and water, which looked like a picturesque scene.
Everyone was fascinated by the show.
Zhang Shixun's sleeve was tugged at, and a sweet voice rang in his ear: "Master, is this the legendary fairyland?"
He turned his head and saw the beautiful woman who had been staring at him as soon as she came in.
"Who are you……?"
Ding Dusai said, "She is Mao Tuan. She just came back from Hangzhou. She heard that we were organizing a charity performance, so she came."
"A hairball?"
This name is so down to earth.
"Furball, if you think it's a fairyland, then it is."
Zhang Shixun's answer was ambiguous. He could now easily deal with similar inquiries.
Mao Tuan said with great confidence: "Sir, I think this is the fairyland."
Zhang Shixun smiled slightly, "I've already said it, if you think it is, then it is."
"Then... you must be an immortal."
"I am not an immortal, but a mortal with mortal flesh."
"Really?"
Maotuan, like a curious baby, actually touched his hand to confirm the truth of his words.
Zhang Shixun was a little embarrassed and secretly winked at Ding Dusai.
Ding Dusai quickly came to his rescue, pulling Mao Tuan aside and saying, "Rehearsal is about to begin, let's go backstage and get ready."
"Oh well."
After a busy period, the rehearsal began.
Due to the tight schedule and the fact that the program was chosen at the last minute, the music became a big problem.
Li Shishi, Ding Dusai and others all knew the songs taught by Zhang Shixun, so composing the music was not a problem as they were all available in the music library.
It’s difficult for the others. They come from different groups, so they can’t bring their own musicians, right?
Li Shishi and Zhang Shixun discussed it and decided to let these people sing a cappella.
There is no way around it.
Fortunately, there are stage lights and backgrounds, which can add a lot of color to the performance.
It’s just a charity performance. The point is not the show itself, but the process.
However, when the rehearsal was about to end, an unexpected guest arrived.
Wang Shiyong, the prefect of Kaifeng.
Zhang Shixun didn't know him, so he asked Xiaomei to check his information in the database.
The information shows that Wang Shiyong was a typical capitulationist and a spineless person who was used to changing with the wind. When the Jin army besieged the city, he worked hard for the Jin army; when the Jin army supported Zhang Bangchang to come to power, he worked for the "Pseudo-Chu"; after Zhao Gou restored the orthodoxy of the Song Dynasty, he joined the Southern Song Dynasty.
However, this guy's final outcome was not good, as he was killed by Zhao Gou.
After finding out the guy's background, Zhang Shixun was too lazy to pay attention to him, let alone go to the gate to greet him.
Wang Shiyong barged in and said sternly as soon as they met, "Zhang Shixun, you are committing a serious crime by gathering a crowd and making a commotion."
Zhang Shixun glanced at him and asked knowingly, "Who are you?"
Wang Shiyong was immediately furious. "I am the prefect of Kaifeng, Wang Shiyong."
Zhang Shixun frowned and said, "I remember Nie Shan was the prefect of Kaifeng. When did he change?"
"Nie Shan is dead, and I am the current prefect of Kaifeng."
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