Chapter 98 Butterfly Lovers (3) After Liu Tao realized that she was staring directly at Luo Jun, she quickly realized her gaffe. She was so frightened that she quickly lowered her eyes and asked softly: "Mr. Luo, do you like going to the theater?" After speaking, Liu Tao sighed in annoyance, seeming to be cursing himself for asking a stupid question. "generally." Luo Jun's answer was beyond Liu Tao's expectation. "I prefer watching movies. Some of the lyrics are too confusing for me to understand," Luo Jun said. Liu Tao opened her mouth slightly, obviously a little surprised that the knowledgeable Luo Jun would say that she didn't understand, but she soon thought of a reason for Luo Jun. "You came back from studying in the West. You grew up among foreigners. You haven't studied the Four Books and Five Classics. It's normal that you can't understand the lyrics." Liu Tao said, "Did you often watch movies when you were there?" Luo Jun said nothing.
Liu Tao acquiesced that he had asked another stupid question. "I haven't seen the movie." Liu Tao could only continue chatting, "I heard that the people in the movie can move, but can't speak, and there are people reading the words next to them. There is everything in it, including cars and trains. , is it... like this?” Luo Jun still didn't speak, and Liu Tao's voice became softer and softer: "But when I first came here, I saw posters of movie stars. They were so beautiful. They were wearing pearl necklaces and purple cheongsams, just like in the paintings..." "Mr. Luo, am I talking very boringly?" Liu Tao had already given up on himself. "It's quite boring." Luo Jun was so honest that Qin Huai despaired. Liu Tao was as desperate as Qin Huai. Luo Jun still held the cup and asked calmly: "Are you interested in watching a movie?" "Ah?" Liu Tao was completely confused. "There is a new movie coming out this Sunday. I'll be waiting for you at the Richard Hotel." After Luo Jun finished speaking, he put down the teacup. "The people in the cafe are so inefficient. The cake I ordered in the morning has not been delivered yet. I have something else to do so I won’t wait.” Luo Jun stood up, and Liu Tao immediately stood up and followed behind. He opened his mouth obviously to say something to make up for it, but couldn't say a word. "Do you like chestnut cake?" Luo Jun asked. "I like it." Liu Tao blurted out. "As long as you like it. I'm busy these days. If you don't want to come to the theater, I'll see you at the Richard Hotel at 2 o'clock on Sunday afternoon." After Luo Jun finished speaking, he walked out quickly. The troupe leader hurriedly came out of the corner and smiled. see a visitor out. Qin Huai looked at Liu Tao, who was standing in the yard a little disappointed, and at Luo Jun, who was hurriedly leaving. After thinking for two seconds, he chose to stay where he was. The worst case scenario is getting hit by a wall of air. Before looking at the memory, Luo Jun told him to look at Liu Tao more and remember his appearance. Qin Huai chose to stay here and take a second look. The class leader sent Luo Jun to the entrance of the theater, and soon turned back. Liu Tao was still standing in the yard dumbfounded, smiling and joking: "Why, I'm still thinking about Mr. Luo, everyone has already boarded a rickshaw." Seeing that Liu Tao looked strange and unhappy, the class leader realized that the situation did not seem to go as smoothly as he expected, and asked: "Are you making Mr. Luo unhappy?" "I don't know." Liu Tao lowered his head, his face full of annoyance, "I feel that Mr. Luo and I are from two different worlds."
"You are originally from two different worlds." The class leader said, "What does it matter? This does not prevent Mr. Luo from marrying you as his concubine." "But my words seemed a bit too boring. Mr. Luo didn't like to listen, and he didn't even speak." Liu Tao said hesitantly. As soon as these words came out, the class leader was so anxious that he wanted to stamp his feet: "Who wants you to chat with Mr. Luo? Mr. Luo has never seen anything in the world. He came back from the West and stayed at the Richard Hotel for more than a year. There are no coins below Xiaoyang, so tips are in pounds.” "Mr. Luo keeps reading books every day. The waiters at the Richard Hotel are almost full of books from all the major bookstores in the concession. He doesn't like to go to dance halls. He just likes to watch movies and listen to music. Go and ask outside, what are the theaters in Shanghai now? Everyone in the team counts. Whose leading lady is not jealous of you? " "Mr. Luo, are you here to see our Butterfly Lovers? You have no idea about the level of your senior brother, your junior sister, and the soundtrack master of our theater troupe? Mr. Luo's taste is so unique, how can you compare to the Shi Jia Ban's? If you don’t want to watch a government drama, why don’t you come to see a grass-roots troupe from the countryside like us?” Liu Tao also nodded: "Mr. Luo also said today that my senior brother is not good at singing Liang Shanbo." The class leader was almost furious with Liu Tao: "Who cares whether he can sing well or not? Is that the point? The point is that you have to make Mr. Luo like you and marry you back as his concubine!" Qin Huai wanted to eat melon seeds. The class leader pointed at Liu Tao, and his fingertips almost touched her forehead, but he didn't dare to really touch her: "Who wants you to chat and have a heart-to-heart relationship? Are you the one chatting? Is there ink in your stomach? You If you can’t read a book and don’t recognize a few characters, it’s a wonder that Mr. Luo likes to chat with you.” "Then...then what can I do?" Liu Tao buried his head lower and lower, almost imitating an ostrich and burying his head in the ground. "You seduced him!" The class leader's voice almost broke through the sky, "Didn't Ah Hong teach you everything? You sang songs, you sat next to him, you fed him the soup you stewed. !” "You do this and that, and you do this and that again!" The class leader wanted to demonstrate it to Liu Tao, "It doesn't matter if you can't stew the soup well. Didn't Ahong help you stew it? Just say you stewed it, Mr. Luo still Do you care about this? When you get married and become a concubine, you will still need to learn how to cook soup by then!" Liu Tao exclaimed: "Soup, Mr. Luo hasn't drunk the soup yet!" "Is this the point?!" The class leader almost lost his temper, "Why did Mr. Luo fall in love with you? Oh my God, if Mr. Luo fell in love with A-Hong, A-Hong might be married by now. ” "Did Mr. Luo say today whether he will come tomorrow?" the class leader asked. "Mr. Luo said he's busy these days and won't come." The class leader closed his eyes in despair. "But he asked me to meet him in front of Richard's Hotel on Sunday and watch a movie." The class leader's eyes opened again, shining brightly. "Then do you know what to do on Sunday?" the class leader asked excitedly. "How to do it?" Liu Tao was not very sure, "I... I'm going to learn how to make soup from Sister Ahong these days?" "Why learn how to make soup or how to seduce!" Liu Tao was a little embarrassed: "But I think Mr. Luo might not like it very much..." "You know what you like or not, I'm telling you, all men like it!" the class leader said categorically, "In the past two days, I've been saying that your throat is not feeling well, Liang Zhu, please stop singing for now, I'll let Ah Hong teach again. You. Don’t look at A Hong being kicked out now. She also successfully married into the Thirteenth Concubine. You have to learn from her experience!” "Tao, whether our troupe can gain a firm foothold in Shanghai depends entirely on you." The class leader said earnestly, "You have feelings for Mr. Luo, and I think Mr. Luo is also very interesting to you. I have asked myself over the years I’m not treating you poorly, your senior brothers and sisters are also very nice to you.” "Look at A Hong, who was kicked out and her legs were broken, but I still took her in. Lao Jin, whose voice is broken and can't sing on stage, is there someone in the troupe who still has him?" "If you can marry Mr. Luo, everyone can live a better life, right? Even if you are old and old and are kicked out more than ten years later, as long as I am still alive, at worst, you can still be like A Hong when you return to the troupe. Eat a mouthful of food.” "Everyone is counting on you!" Liu Tao, the hope of the whole troupe, nodded: "I...I still want to make soup by myself."
"Sister Ahong cooked soup for Mr. Luo and said that I cooked it myself. I always feel weird." "Cook it, cook it yourself!" The class leader felt that Liu Tao had already made sense and was no longer obsessed with such trivial matters as making soup. "Don't cook the soup. I remember that Ahong herbal tea is good. What's wrong with her making tangerine peel tea?" Add brown sugar and salt to the secret recipe. Ask her to teach you how to make tangerine peel tea and bring it to Mr. Luo when you watch the movie. " "I…" Qin Huai was listening with great interest when he was suddenly staggered by the wall of air. Only then did he realize that there was such a thing as the wall of air in his memory. He couldn't stay too far away from Luo Jun and hurriedly ran out. How come this memory has such a wide range of movement? Qin Huai roughly tested the range in Chen Huihong's memory, which was only twenty or thirty meters. He stood here eating for so long that he almost forgot that he had a range of movement, and he was hit by the wall of air. How did you get to Richard's Hotel? Is it an accident if I can't find Luo Jun in Luo Jun's memory? Qin Huai ran out of the theater. As soon as he walked out of the door, he realized that he had been worrying too much. Luo Jun didn't leave at all, and the rickshaw driver barely took two steps. Qin Huai hurriedly followed and started the marathon. "Sir, hasn't the cake you've been waiting for arrived yet? Let's go now..." the rickshaw driver was asking Luo Jun. "It's not important anymore." Luo Jun calmly read the novel in the newspaper, "I have heard everything I want to hear." The rickshaw driver did not dare to ask Luo Jun what he heard, so he could only run away. Qin Huai:… He almost forgot that Luo Jun had very good hearing. As I get older, I lose my powers, and I will soon turn into a serious 92-year-old man with good hearing, let alone a young man who can still blow his breath and light up a cigarette. Ha, Bi Fang. (End of chapter)