Theater troupe——

Backstage, everyone was wearing costumes and still had unfinished makeup on their faces. They did not move, but listened to the exchange between the class leader and the people outside.

The class leader nodded and bowed and sent away the traitor who was wearing black boots and a hat. He turned around, his face instantly darkened, and walked straight to the backstage.

"You have all heard that the Japanese have entered the city and asked our troupe to sing in celebration."

"Fuck, these puppies are so stupid."ωωw..net

"If you want us to sing a play for them in the next life." A girl shook off her hair accessories and said with a cold face: "I can't sing this play for them even if I die."

The class leader was silent for a moment and sighed softly: "You should go while there is still a chance. I was born and raised in this theater and have been in this theater for most of my life. I can't leave."

He picked up his outfit and looked at the red-eyed juniors. A kind smile rarely appeared on his usually sharp and acrimonious face.

"We are all people buried up to our necks in loess. My life is worthless. Remember, although we are actors, we do not come here as villains who treason and please the country."

"We won't leave." A man said with a stern face, "But if you want me to sing to let them relax and celebrate, that's absolutely impossible. They invade my homeland, kill my people, and humiliate my compatriots."

, I want to eat their flesh and drink their blood every night."

"Brother, let's work together. I will sing this play, but they must also obey this fate."

Lan Yangqiu said: "Anyway, I am alone and have nothing to worry about. Wherever the troupe is, I will be there. Kill one to earn enough money, kill two, and I will have the honor to meet my ancestors when I go down."

The man he called his senior brother nodded with red eyes, stretched out his hand and patted Lan Yangqiu's shoulder.

"Yang Qiu, you are different from us."

Lan Yangqiu shook his head, with an indifferent expression: "What's different? I grew up in a theater troupe. Besides, I am also a famous actor, and the traitor asked me to sing by name."

Most of the people in this troupe are helpless orphans, or their families have suffered sudden changes, so they have no choice but to follow the troupe to earn a living.

"If you don't leave, I will."

The third senior brother stood up suddenly, as if he had made a big decision: "I don't want to die like this, I still want to go find my parents, even if you accuse me of being greedy for life and fear of death, or you still spurn me,

I don’t even want to die.”

After saying that, he directly lifted up the curtain and went out, not daring to look at the eyes of his brothers and sisters who had been together day and night.

He admitted that he was a coward.

The third senior brother walked out and saw a boy standing outside. The third senior brother could not help but feel shocked.

"Junior brother, why are you here?"

The people inside were just about to say something when I heard a young male voice coming from outside, and then, a boy wearing gray cloth came in.

"Brother and sister, I brought you some hot water."

The senior brother walked over and touched his head.

"Junior brother, please follow Master Wu in the backyard and leave first. After we finish singing the last play, okay?"

The junior brother blinked, stretched out his little hand to hold his senior brother's clothes, and said, "But, I want to be with you."

The lively and cheerful girl next to her looked around, took out a few candies from her pocket, and stuffed them into the boy's hand.

"Here, I don't dare to let you eat more on weekdays because I'm afraid you'll get a toothache. Today, senior sister is happy and I'll give you a few more. They're very sweet. You should eat sparingly so that Master doesn't find out."

Before she finished speaking, she felt that her eyes were filled with tears, and they were misty. With a slight blink, the tears rolled down her face.

"Senior sister, you're crying." The younger junior brother tilted his head slightly. Seeing the senior sister's red eyes, he reached out to help her wipe away her tears: "Senior sister, be good, Xiaolu will peel the candy for you."

Xiaolu quickly peeled off the candy wrapper and stuffed a candy into senior sister's mouth: "It seems like borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, but senior sister, don't dislike it. When Xiaolu grows up and makes a lot of money, he will give senior sister all the things he likes.

Buy it."

The senior sister looked at him and shed even more tears.

No matter how much everyone coaxed and deceived, Xiaolu refused to leave. Although he was only seven years old, he had a clear heart and knew that after this separation, just like himself and his parents, they might never see each other again.

Lan Qiuyang gritted his teeth and forcefully called Master Wu to take Xiaolu away.

Xiaolu cried and struggled, grabbing his senior brother's clothes. The senior brother reached out and pulled his hand away.

"Senior sister, senior sister, please help me beg for mercy. If I don't leave, I don't want to leave you."

He grabbed the senior sister's clothes again. This time, the normally gentle face of the senior sister did not smile at him. Instead, she calmed down and turned her head away from him: "Master Wu, take Xiaolu away quickly."

On the contrary, the second senior brother who always had a cold face smiled once in a while. His handsome and beautiful face made people's hearts tremble when he smiled. His appearance was already extremely beautiful, and he was not inferior to women at all. He could only do it with a cold face.

Suppress a bit of appearance.

The second senior brother took out a bag of silver from his pocket and gave it to Xiaolu.

"Xiaolu, you usually make trouble, but this time, you must listen to us."

Xiaolu cried and shook his head. He begged everyone in the room, but no one agreed to let him stay. Even the class leader sighed and walked away, unwilling to stay any longer.

Xiaolu was dug out of a pile of corpses in a village a few years ago, and he stayed in the troupe and became everyone's little junior brother.

He is extremely talented, and the seniors in the theater troupe and Lan Yangqiu's senior brothers are particularly fond of him, and they can't wait to teach each other all their skills.

Seeing him crying so hard, the hearts of everyone present were clenched together. Lan Yangqiu felt a little depressed, stood up and said, "I'm going to go for a walk and get some fresh air."

He found a high place and saw that the once prosperous city had become devastated, with helpless people fleeing in all directions, and dirty children standing crying and calling for their parents.

Lan Yangqiu was about to leave, but he accidentally caught a glimpse of a figure, and his pupils tightened slightly.

Qinglan, haven’t the Xu family left yet?

Xu Qinglan smeared her face with black smoke and turned her face into disgrace to escape from the crazy enemies. She hid and finally came to the place where the troupe lived.

Just as I was passing through the alley, I happened to see two Japanese soldiers walking out of a house with rifles. There was an old woman lying on the ground with her eyes open. The Japanese soldiers thought it was not enough, so they turned around and stabbed her again.

Their eyes met, the enemy looked at Xu Qinglan, a lustful light suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he moved towards her.
Chapter completed!