If Pei Dongchang hadn't bought the tickets in advance, neither Chu Mufeng nor Chu Mufeng might have seats. From this, we can see how popular this little peony is.

The stage in front of us is a square brick and wood structure with wooden pillars at the four corners. There are couplets hung on the two pillars in front of the stage, which are the ones given by the emperor.

There is an exquisitely carved guardrail on the front of the stage, and the top of the guardrail is decorated with wood-carved lotuses and little lions. On the top of the stage, there is a hanging flower-carved railing, which is symmetrical to the railing below.

"How do you think Little Peony will sing in tonight's new play "Begonia Spring"?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? There's no need to doubt Little Peony's singing skills. There's no need to say anything!"

"Ever since I heard about Little Peony's play, I can no longer listen to other people's plays. Her voice, appearance, and figure are really amazing!"

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Chu Mufeng passed by this group of enthusiasts and couldn't help but shake his head slightly when he heard such discussions.

Listening to the opera and hearing about it has become an obsession, and it seems to rival the star-chasers of later generations.

"Master Chu, our seat is upstairs, right next door to Li Mingli!" Tian Hengqi has already seen the theater tickets, so he is very familiar with it.

"Let's go! Go upstairs!" Chu Mufeng nodded and said.

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