How did I, a mere son-in-law lying down, become a "Fenglang Juxu" (a legendary martial art

Chapter 36 Fanaticism

However, to everyone's surprise, Wei Xiuying's reaction was quite different. She stared intently at the stage, her cheeks flushed, as if her blood was boiling and she might faint at any moment.

The stage lights shone on her face, making her eyes sparkle with an unusual light.

Liu Shan held great respect for opera and knew a little about it, understanding that roles were divided into male, female, painted-face, old man, and clown, but he didn't know much about it beyond that.

In his previous life, he had watched traditional opera on television. It seemed difficult to make him a passionate opera enthusiast. Based on his understanding of himself, it would take at least several years of careful nurturing to truly ignite his passion for opera.

At this moment, the atmosphere inside the theater became increasingly lively, and many audience members began to sing along softly.

Wei Xiuying was no exception. She gently waved the fan in her hand and sang softly along with the melody, as if she were in sync with the actors on stage, completely immersed in the charm of this ancient art.

Her singing was melodious and pleasant to listen to; her voice was clear and melodious, and every note was full of charm.

But soon, Liu Shan realized something was wrong. Why was this young girl only singing excerpts from a specific opera singer? And it sounded like she was filled with a mix of love and hate.

He looked at Li Wanqing and Lin Nanjia and found that the two best friends were not paying attention to the stage at all, but were whispering to each other, probably discussing something in secret.

"that……"

Liu Shan couldn't help but speak, wanting to ask something.

Unexpectedly, Li Wanqing interrupted him "willfully," saying, "Didn't I tell you not to ask questions you shouldn't ask?"

Liu Shan closed his mouth helplessly, but his heart was far from calm. He began to focus intently on the actor on the stage.

However, the actors on stage all had their faces painted, making it impossible to recognize their real faces.

The only thing that could be identified was that the actor was playing a central role.

As he watched, Liu Shan suddenly became interested again. If he wasn't mistaken, the actors on stage moved gracefully, and every move revealed their solid skills.

They all possess genuine skills, perhaps not as good as Li Wanqing, but they should be more than capable of dealing with two or three ordinary people.

A moment later, the first play came to an end, and the actors bowed in unison, receiving enthusiastic applause from the audience.

Liu Shan was also clapping, but he seemed a little distracted because the play he had just performed was really boring and lacked a story.

However, Li Wanqing and Lin Nanjia were even more distracted, still talking head to head.

The first group of actors bowed and left the stage, then the second group came on stage and bowed...

Only then did the fervor on Wei Xiuying's face slowly fade. She sighed softly, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

"Three women make a drama," and sitting next to them, Liu Shan deeply understood the true meaning of this saying.

He felt that coming to the opera today was a mistake, especially with the three young girls, with whom he had nothing in common.

An hour later, Liu Shan finally endured until the opera ended. Just as he was about to get up and leave, he was called back.

"Where are you going?" Li Wanqing asked.

"Go home for dinner," Liu Shan replied matter-of-factly.

"Sit down, please sit down first."

Liu Shan frowned, but seeing a mischievous glint in Li Wanqing's eyes, he had no choice but to sit back down in his chair.

"They also provide food here. We'll have a simple meal and continue watching the opera this afternoon."

"..."

what's the situation?

Liu Shan's eyes widened. "We're going to continue this afternoon?"

He shook his head and sighed; it seemed he would have to spend the rest of the day in the theater.

Thinking about this made him feel terrible.

……

For Liu Shan, the entire afternoon seemed unusually long.

He didn't know how he managed to stay awake until the end of the opera.

Outside the theater, to reward Liu Shan for persevering to the end, Li Wanqing "made an exception" and rode in the same carriage with him.

"The dinner at Guyuntang is really hard to swallow, even worse than lunch." As soon as he entered the carriage, Liu Shan couldn't help but start complaining.

Upon hearing this, Li Wanqing smiled gently and said, "I understand. Next time we'll bring our own food."

The smile on Liu Shan's face lasted only a brief moment before it quickly disappeared.

And next time?

"The opera in this theater is really boring, I'll pass, I can't appreciate it." He shook his head and refused.

“Aren’t you best at storytelling? Why don’t you write an interesting script for them to sing?” Li Wanqing suggested, blinking her eyes.

Liu Shan paused for a moment. He had many interesting stories, but he knew nothing about opera creation. He replied with a wry smile, "Storytelling and opera creation are two completely different things."

Inside the carriage, Liu Shan and Li Wanqing chatted and laughed, while outside the carriage, Tian Fugui and Amber were also talking in hushed tones.

"Do you really know how to perform autopsies?" Amber asked curiously.

“Is that a lie? Let me tell you, I was the first to examine the body of the courtesan from Lou Wai Lou yesterday, and even the young master praised me highly.” Tian Fugui’s tone was full of pride.

A hint of surprise flashed in Amber's eyes. She hadn't expected Tian Fugui to have such abilities. She asked again, "Aren't you scared? That's a corpse. Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle."

Tian Fugui puffed out his not-so-strong chest and said confidently, "Afraid? How could I be! I'll get used to it, and besides, I'm a man!"

Amber looked Tian Fugui up and down carefully, then shook her head and said, "You're too thin and weak; you can't be called a man."

Tian Fugui was taken aback for a moment, then asked in return, "Then who do you think is a real man? Young Master?"

Amber pondered for a moment, then shook her head again. "Young Master is a bit stronger than before, but still thin... In my opinion, Master is the real man."

Master? Li Polu?

Tian Fugui couldn't help but recall the scene of Li Polu eating a meal once; his ravenous eating and oily face were truly unforgettable.

Is that what a real man is like?

"Okay, I will eat heartily from now on and become a real man."

Amber nodded repeatedly, "Yes, you see, the young master has been eating heartily every day lately."

Inside the carriage, Liu Shan and Li Wanqing exchanged a smile, finding the conversation between the two outside quite amusing.

"what!!!"

Suddenly, a scream came from outside the carriage, instantly shattering the harmony and tranquility inside.

"Dead...dead man!"

Amber's voice suddenly rose, trembling: "Tian Fugui, look! There's a dead body lying on the road!"

Immediately afterwards, the carriage slowly came to a stop. Tian Fugui hurriedly jumped off the carriage, followed closely by Liu Shan. They saw a person lying on the roadside under the moonlight, his life hanging in the balance.

Li Wanqing also peeked out, glancing at the figure lying on the ground, her brows furrowed.

We were almost at the Li residence. This street has always been safe, so why is there suddenly a person lying across the roadside?