This troupe is really bold.

How dare you stand such a sign at the door.

Commanders and dogs are not allowed to enter

Isn't this scolding them for being handsome and a dog?

It's just daring.

They could already predict how miserable the troupe would be.

In fact, in the past few days, the business of the theater troupe is indeed not very good.

After all, that brand has too much influence.

The entire Pingcheng is under the jurisdiction of Marshal Shao Yan Shao.

Now that the drama troupe is openly shouting, who would be so careless about their own lives.

Although it's a pity that it can't be the play of the pear blossom class.

But fate matters.

In the past, the theater troupe was full of people, but now it is a crowd.

Even so, the troupe did not remove the brand.

Determination is evident.

The fact is.

The class owner panicked.

I really want to take the sign down.

But Boss Luo didn't allow it, he couldn't resist it.

"Boss Luo, you see, the drama troupe is really bad lately, and there is almost no theater."

The head of the class touched his head anxiously, looking worried.

Compared with the handsome, he is definitely more inclined to the person he has cultivated.

What's more, if it wasn't for Boss Luo back then.

Their drama troupe is long gone.

Although the class owner loves money, he is not so bold.

But conscience is never lost.

Otherwise, I wouldn't really agree to let Luo Mio come out like this.

Luo Mio lazily stroked her clothes.

"Class master, don't worry, I'll be there today, let's hang a sign."

The head of the class immediately refused to persuade him.

Laughing so much that he couldn't see his teeth.

There are quite a lot of operas in the troupe, but there is only Boss Luo.

The field is full.

Only the drama that is sung can satisfy those people.

Ay.

There is a too good master Hua Dan, who is also distressed.

The class leader sighed with a smile while beckoning people to hang up and play gongs.

Shao Yan stared at the sign nailed to the ground.

It became clear almost instantly, whose masterpiece it was.

There will be no second one, except for the flamboyant but dangerous oleander.

Retracting his gaze, trying to ignore it and walk in.

A man came out first.

Holding a sign in his hand.

Take a closer look.

Today's opera: Luo boss Mu Guiying is in charge

Bang dang

The gong master carried the gong and struck it hard.

Because of Shao Yan and a few people, a group of people were surrounded.

This time, more people gathered.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's Pear Blossom Banluo Boss's field, a hundred positions, it's too late, it's gone."

The person who listed the sign roared.

It seems that he is not afraid that no one will come.

Wu Yihao couldn't help laughing.

Dare to openly oppose their handsomeness, and still want someone to come to the play?

I'm afraid it's not stupid.

turned his head sideways and muttered to the people around him: "I think this drama troupe is going to end, so unsensible."

The last two words drowned out in the crowd.

！！！

Wu Yihao was stunned.

Constantly being pushed around.

Doubt life.

"Oh, don't get in the way if you don't go in, get out of the way."

"Don't block the front, Boss Luo finally opened one."

"Hurry up, there are only a hundred, the stingy pear blossom class, every time Boss Luo's is limited."

Scolding, complaining, complaining

One after another, they drifted into the ears of Wu Yihao and the marshal who followed.

They can't help but think.

Are they dreaming?

Can't they see such a big sign at the door?

This is to offend their handsomeness.

Aren't you afraid of being shot by the big handsome?

Wrong.

"Where's the handsome?" Wu Yihao finally squeezed aside, grabbed a personal guard, and hurriedly asked.

The guards looked at Wu Yihao with complicated eyes.

His mouth was open, but he couldn't say anything.

Wu Yihao: "??? ”