When she returned home in the evening, Wang Baoyu was not only happy, but also felt a little lost, with a real girlfriend, then she had to restrain her words and deeds, and she couldn't mess around anymore, not to mention that her father-in-law was the head of the organization, and her future daughter-in-law was a discipline inspection cadre, so she really couldn't afford to mess with it!

Xia Yida sent him a text message, warning him not to cheat, especially to draw a line with the pseudo-princess Cheng Xueman, and cut it in two, otherwise, hehe, it's not over.

Unexpectedly, this was still a vinegar jar, Wang Baoyu replied with a text message depressed, with only three words: I know.

As soon as I wanted to retract my heart, the temptation came to the door, the goddess of purity, that is, Yu Mei, left a message on the Internet to Wang Baoyu, explaining that she invited him to the play tonight, Wang Baoyu felt that although Yu Mei was very open on the Internet, she had no intention of having a relationship with herself after meeting, and she was a serious girl.

But I've just established a relationship, isn't that okay? Isn't it just to watch a play together, Xia Yida also said that he wanted to learn more knowledge, opera is one of the cultural essences of my country, so comforting himself, Wang Baoyu agreed.

The next night, still in the Tingfeng Teahouse, Wang Baoyu saw Yu Mei again, Yu Mei changed into a lilac top, straight coffee-colored pants on the lower body, a shallow smile, gentle and a little cold temperament, it seems that people can be turned away, this special taste is somewhat familiar, but it is very similar to the white peony, but it is more intellectual beauty than her.

"I'm very lucky today, there is a famous Peking Opera actor in Tingfeng Teahouse, such a good opportunity, I can't bear to enjoy it alone, so I called you to enjoy it together." Yu Mei said.

As soon as he heard that it was Peking Opera, Wang Baoyu felt that his head was bigger, Huangmei Opera Tianxian could barely listen to it, and Henan Opera Chaoyanggou could still understand it, if you want to say that Pingju is easy to understand, but only Peking Opera is an elegant art, he really can't listen to it, but since he came, it is not easy to go back, so he can only say: "Peking Opera is the quintessence of the country, cultivating sentiment and purifying the soul." ”

There was a trace of imperceptible ridicule on Yu Mei's face, Wang Baoyu was clearly talking nonsense, his expression was stiff, his words did not reach the meaning, and his typical words were insincere. But she still took Wang Baoyu to the hall on the top floor of the Tingfeng Teahouse, where many people had gathered sparsely, and on the stage, the Peking Opera team was busy.

Wang Baoyu and Yu Mei found a place to sit side by side, Yu Mei said: "Today's performance is "The Drunken Concubine", which is a traditional repertoire. ”

"Hehe, I can't tell if it's good or bad, but it's quite funny to dress up like this." Wang Baoyu said with a smile.

"Peking Opera is an elegant art, and if you listen to it carefully, you will have many different feelings. What's your favorite singing voice? Yu Mei said again.

Peking Opera is Peking Opera, why are there so many kinds of it? Wang Baoyu smiled awkwardly and said, "I just listen to the excitement, that kind of martial arts." ”

Yu Mei was stunned for a moment, then giggled, did not break it, and then said: "Actually, my personal favorite is Cheng Pai, who has deep resentment, and can bring people's inner emotions to the extreme, which is very enjoyable." But recently, I have become obsessed with Master Mei Lanfang again, and the Farewell My Concubine he sings is a classic, poignant and euphemistic, emotional but subtle in the chest, wow, it's too intoxicating. Look at the king......"

Speaking happily, Yu Mei sang softly to herself, for a layman like Wang Baoyu, to describe it in two words, that is, "quite similar".

Yu Mei sang for several minutes without stopping, Wang Baoyu reluctantly kept laughing, feeling that she seemed to come from the old society, not like contemporary young women at all, compared to Peking Opera, Wang Baoyu prefers the noisy dance hall.

With the sound of gongs and drums, an actress wearing a water-sleeved robe came on the stage, accompanied by Jinghu's voice, sang with a long note, babbled and sang for a long time, turned around and sang again, Wang Baoyu wanted to cry when he heard it, and Yu Mei, the audience who was obsessed with opera, applauded.

Wang Baoyu was thinking of honing her will, and she was sleepy when she heard it, but Yu Mei was very devoted, and her wrist beat from time to time, driving the jade jade bracelet on her wrist to slide slightly. Wang Baoyu gritted his teeth and yawned quietly, it was too boring, and then the mobile phone suddenly rang, but fortunately, it was set to vibration mode, so as not to affect the mood of the officials.

It was Xia Yida who called, and she asked, "Wang Baoyu, what are you doing?" ”

"Listen to Peking Opera!" Wang Baoyu said.

"You still like to listen to Peking Opera, it's really unseemly." Xia Yida thought it was a voice from the TV, and smiled curiously.

"I not only like to listen to Peking Opera, but also like to listen to all kinds of dramas, especially the two-person turn." Wang Baoyu said.

"As long as you don't go out and fool around, you can listen to whatever you like. I won't tell you, my mom is calling. Xia Yida said and put down the phone.

"Your girlfriend called?" Yu Mei turned her head and asked with a smile.

"Well, she's just cautious and looks at me to death." Wang Baoyu said.

"Then you dare to come out?" Yu Mei said.

"You are different from others, you are my confidante, and I will definitely not come if you were someone else." Wang Baoyu sold favors.

"Confidante?" Yu Mei repeated, but did not say anything else, and continued to hum along with the actor.

Two hours later, the play was finally sung, Wang Baoyu was tortured with a distressed look, and kept sitting dry, and his waist hurt very much. And Yu Mei was radiant, as if she was still unsatisfied, and sighed from the bottom of her heart, she was really born with a good voice, and it was worth the trip.

The two of them left the small theater and found another place to sit down, and Yu Mei said, "Thank you for accompanying me out to watch the play today." ”

"Hehe, thank you, they're all friends. Watch it a few more times, and I'll fall in love with Peking Opera too. Wang Baoyu said.

"Will you fall in love with me too?" Yu Mei blinked.

"On the Internet, I've been in love with you for a long time, but in reality, it's helpless, and my girlfriend is watching it tightly!" Wang Baoyu said.

Yu Mei smiled slightly: "Teasing you, it's not easy to have a feeling, cherish it!" ”

The two chatted while drinking tea, but never asked each other's occupation or even age, Wang Baoyu understood this as a sense of mystery, although he guessed that Yu Mei was not a mortal, which was easy to see from her dress and the car she drove, but Wang Baoyu felt that maintaining a sense of mystery was an important part of continuing the online friendship.

When the two of them left the Tingfeng Teahouse together, Yu Mei suddenly took out a large box of cigars from her bag and said with a smile: "Wang Baoyu, in order to thank you for accompanying me to watch the play, I will give this to you, I bought it abroad." ”