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Chapter 128 Peking Opera Master

As soon as you enter, you will see a screen made of light blue gauze with a pattern of hundreds of birds facing the phoenix embroidered on it.

Everyone crossed the screen and their eyes suddenly opened up. They didn't expect the room to be so big.

In addition to the transparent glass barrier in front of the dining table, there are fresh flowers and plants on both sides, and there is even a half-person-high rockery.

Zhao Long and Xiaopang looked here and there, and kept making comments.

Lina, on the other hand, sat down after looking around calmly. She was even more curious about Gu Yang.

It seemed that it was because of him that I was able to come to such a good box.

The manager did not leave, but introduced the menu to them respectfully.

When the others sat down, Gu Yang waved his hand and said, "We can do it ourselves."

The manager had a spiritual understanding and said with a smile: "I wish you a happy meal."

After she left, Xiaopang couldn't help his fierce gossip.

"Gu Yang! Since when did you have a relationship with the manager of this place?"

Gu Yang: "???"

He glanced at Lina, her panic visible to the naked eye, and explained: "No, my brother has a membership here, and you can get a discount later."

Now it was Xiaopang's turn to be confused. Is this the question he asked? But it is also good for them to save money.

It was originally Lina's treat, but Gu Yang came here again on his own initiative.

I just saw the price on the menu. This meal is probably worth five figures.

"Thank you." Lina understood what he meant and thanked her.

Strangely enough, there was originally no performance today. Suddenly, there was movement on the stage downstairs, and they looked over from upstairs.

People in other private rooms and people in the lobby were all stunned and a little surprised.

The performances at Wangyue Tower are time-based, only once or twice a month. I didn’t expect to be so lucky today to see a master-level performance.

Lina was also surprised. Xiaopang was still well-informed and gave the results quickly.

"This is Peking Opera. I didn't expect to meet the master today."

Zhao Long couldn't understand and asked: "Who?"

"Externally, he is known as the inheritor of Peking Opera, Jinglou, Master Jing." Xiaopang said while enjoying the play that had begun below.

This Jinglou is well-known in the industry, but it is also very uptight and difficult to listen to.

"What's the name of this play?" Zhao Long asked.

Xiaopang frowned and didn't say anything. He just heard Lina say: "Matchmaker."

"Lina, do you still know anything about Peking Opera?" Xiaopang said in shock.

Lina smiled slightly, did not deny it, and continued to watch the fiery scene below.

By the time the scene was over, they had almost finished eating, and only the audience in the hall outside were still unsatisfied.

Lina went to the toilet and saw a familiar figure when she came out.

I didn't expect to meet him here, but that's normal. He seems to be very busy recently.

So, I didn't plan to come forward to say hello, and when I was about to turn around and leave, I suddenly found someone calling my name.

It was Wan Liang. He was dressed in a suit and looked presentable. He greeted her politely.

"Miss Lina, the president asked me to ask you if you have eaten yet and do you want to go in?"

Lina looked behind him and looked at the box, which was right at the end of the corridor, in a very private place.

Unexpectedly, the other party also saw him.
Chapter completed!
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