Chapter 19 Chapter 19 In the Theater

Quanzhi and Little Thumbtack went out to the street, and dragged Xiao Hualian into a small garden next to the house.In the middle of the garden there is a fountain with a table and some chairs beside it.It seems that these tables and chairs are placed here to allow architects to sit and breathe fresh air during the meeting break. Quan Zhi and Xiao Pushpin drag Xiao Hualian to the side of the fountain, and start to spray cold water on his face.Xiao Hualian immediately woke up from the dream, and said unhappily, "What is this for? Why are you washing your face? Shouldn't we have lunch?"

"That's right! You wash your face first, and then we have lunch." Quan Mo said while picking up the magic wand. The three of them washed their faces with water from the fountain and sat at the table.With a wave of the magic wand, a tablecloth and various things to eat appeared on the table. After lunch, the travelers were going back to the meeting of the building committee, when music was heard in the street.Don't Know, Thumbtack, and Painted Face run out of the garden and see two little people walking down the street, playing unusual musical instruments.On the shoulders of a small figure hung by a small leather belt a small bucket-like thing, with many white buttons at each end.As soon as the little man touched the button with his finger, there was a sound in the bucket, exactly like the sound of an accordion.Another small figure held a small tube with a key in its hand.He pressed his finger on the button, and the small tube whistled, as if it had been blown.Its sound is crisp and soft, much like a reed flute, and the tune is so pleasant that one really wants to listen to it.

All three of them—No Knowing, Little Thumbtack and Little Face—took a word to each other and followed the two musicians.Musicians walk the streets, playing non-stop.After one piece was played, another one was played.Pedestrians looked at them approvingly and made way for them.It seems that people in Sun City like to listen to good music. After a while, the musicians stopped, and the one with the keg said, "Stop, boy, the pressure is less! You need to cheer up." He took a small pump out of his pocket, attached it to the keg, and pumped air into it.Quan didn't know what kind of musical instrument it was, so he asked him: "Please tell me, what kind of musical instrument is the keg you play?"

"This is the pump accordion," said the musician. "Why are you pumping air into it?" Quan Mo asked. "How can there be no air?" The musician expressed surprise. "Without air, it can't pronounce." He immediately took off the bottom of the keg and showed it to Quan Mu. There were many holes in the small metal flakes. "You see! The air passes through the holes and vibrates the sheet metal, making the sound. On a normal accordion, you have to keep pulling the bellows to get the air moving. But on a pump accordion, you don't have to pull the bellows, because the air is stored in the In a special storage. This is the storage, you see."

"It's a pneumatic flute, and it also uses compressed air to make sounds," said another musician, showing his flute to the travelers. "When you play an ordinary flute, you have to keep blowing air into it until your head hurts. But this kind of inflated flute will not hurt your head even if you play it all day. In the past, we played ordinary flutes here. But now, no one uses it anymore." The two musicians started playing again and walked forward.Quanzhi and his companions also walked on the street.While listening to music, they watched the street life of little people.It was lunch time, so many little boys and girls were sitting around the table, eating lunch in the open air.After lunch, many people don't go anywhere, just play chess, checkers, or other board games in the original place.Others read newspapers, magazines, or comic books.

It must be said that the residents of Sun City like to socialize in life.If anyone reads something ridiculous in a book, it doesn't matter if he has had enough laughing, he should immediately go to other little people and read the place aloud, so that everyone can have a good time too.If someone finds a funny picture in a magazine and laughs, everyone else goes to see the funny picture without hesitation and laughs too... It was almost evening, and the sun was not burning too hard. There were more and more little boys and girls on the street, and more and more musicians we met.The little boys mostly played the accordion, flute and trumpet.The little girls—playing the long drum.The long drum is a round instrument like a sieve.One side of it is like a tambourine, and the other is stringed like a harp.In addition, there are some small bells on both sides, which can make various sounds.

Now, there's music everywhere, and it's just wonderful.They can listen while standing still, and listen to as much as they like. Quan Zhi and his companions stopped beside a house.The walls of this house have great semicircular arches and beautiful curtains.They saw little boys bring chairs out of the house and place them on the street in front of the curtain. "What are these chairs for? What are they going to do here?" asked Knockout. "It's a little cabaret theater," answered a little boy. "You sit in a chair and after a while it's the show."

"Shall we sit down?" Quan Buzhi asked Little Thumbtack and Little Painted Face. "Let's sit down." They agreed. They sat in the first row, next to the curtain.Rows of chairs gradually fill up with spectators.It was getting dark soon.The bell rang, and electric lights lit up on either side of the arch.In front of the illuminated curtain appeared a little figure.He was wearing a new, crisply pressed black suit and a white bow tie.Actors like to wear this kind of bow tie, because it can look different from ordinary little people, his black hair is combed clean, and it shines in the electric light.

"Hello!" said the little man in black. "Now the performance begins! Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Xiao Fangte. I will report to you which actors will appear on the stage. The one who will perform for everyone soon is the famous magic musician Xiao Youping!" Quan Zhi and Xiao Hualian couldn't help laughing out loud when they heard this ridiculous name.The curtain opened, and an actor in white and holding a flute stepped out from behind the stage.He is fat and round, and his face is red and round, like an oil bottle. "Look, the real little oil bottle!" Xiao Hualian whispered in Quan Zhi's ear.

They were both shaking with laughter.The actor now bowed to the audience and played his flute.Knowing nothing and Xiao Hualian stopped laughing.They appreciated Xiao Youping's performance very much, and they admired him a little. After Xiao Youping finished playing, he left the stage. As soon as he left, another actor in dark blue clothes and holding a shining brass horn came out from the side screen. "Why did Xiao Youping step down so quickly?" Quan Mo asked. "You are so weird!" said the little thumbtack with a smile. "Isn't this the little oil bottle?"

"What did you say?" Quan Zhi waved his hand. "Little oil bottle is wearing white clothes." "Now he's changed to a blue one," said the little thumbtack. "Nonsense! He can't change his clothes so quickly." Quan Zhi continued to argue. While they were arguing, the actor had finished blowing the trumpet and went into the side screen.But at that very second, another actor in green clothes with an accordion in his hand came out. "Who is this?" Quan Wu asked in surprise. "Perhaps you should call it a small oil bottle again?" "Of course it's the little oil bottle!" Little Thumbtack replied. "Do you understand? This is an actor who can transform very quickly. Did you hear Little Fonte say that? He's a 'magic musician'! Do you know what a magic musician is?" "Magic musician? I don't know. All I know is that he can't change his clothes so quickly. If only he changed his top, but he still has pants!" "Don't just look at the clothes. You only need to look at the face, and you will find that this is still the little oil bottle. Quan didn't know to look carefully, the actor's face in green was round and red, and it really was a small oil bottle. "This is indeed a small oil bottle!" Quan Zhi shouted. "Look, Xiao Hualian, this is the little oil bottle!" "What kind of small oil bottle?" Hualian felt strange. Quan Zhi began to explain to Xiao Hualian that this is the same actor.Xiao Hualian didn't understand what was going on at first, but when he understood, he burst out laughing.At this time, the little oil bottle changed into one shape for a while, and another shape for a while, and kept changing and playing different instruments.Now he not only changed his clothes, but even his face changed.At first he was beardless, then glued himself a long beard, then a big black beard with brown fake curls on top of his head.Later, the beard disappeared, a big bald spot appeared on the head, and the nose became long and red, and it was ridiculously crooked to one side. Unaware of seeing these changes, he burst into laughter, not even realizing that the performance of the versatile actor was over.Little Fante announced that the next performer was a female singer named Little Xingxing. The female singer Xiao Xingxing came out on the stage.She was wearing a long, floor-length white dress with a white furry collar and long, translucent sleeves. I didn't know that I saw the female singer, so I let go of my throat and laughed. "Look at those sleeves!" He whispered to Xiao Hualian. "I can imagine, he came on stage in a dress!" "Who is wearing a dress?" Xiaohua didn't understand. "Hey, little oil bottle!" "Is this a small oil bottle?" "Who is it if it's not him? Of course it's the little oil bottle." "I thought it was the female singer Xiao Xingxing!" "Where is the little star! This is the magic musician!" "Ah!" Xiao Hualian stretched out her hand and burst out laughing loudly. "I looked around, where did this female singer suddenly appear? It turned out to be a small oil bottle. This show is really good!" At this moment the band began to play music, and the female singer began to sing.Xiaowuzhi and Xiaohualian were laughing like hell.They didn't expect the little oil bottle to have such a gentle voice.The people around were angry and asked them not to disturb others, but they still couldn't breathe with laughter without knowing it.He said to Xiao Hualian: "How weird! They thought it was really a female singer!" After the singing was over, the people applauded enthusiastically, shouting desperately without knowing it: "Hello, little oil bottle!" "Don't talk nonsense!" said the little thumbtack to him. "Don't you see that this is not a small oil bottle?" "Then who is this?" It's strange not knowing. "This is the singer, Little Xingxing. Didn't you hear Little Fant say?" "Bah!" Quan spit out in frustration. "No wonder I don't think his face looks like a little oil bottle at all... Listen to me, little face, this is not a little oil bottle." "Why - isn't it the little oil bottle?" Xiao Hualian asked back in surprise. "Tell you, if it's not a small oil bottle, it's not a small oil bottle. Why are you asking!" "Then who is this?" "God knows who it is, the female singer Xiao Xingxing." "Look at what you said!" Xiao Hualian muttered angrily. "One moment it's the oil bottle, the next it's not the oil bottle! It just confuses the audience. They can really drive you crazy!" At this time, the female singer sang a new song, but everyone didn't know and didn't want to hear her.Now that he knew that standing before him was a real diva, without any tricks of changing clothes, he was not interested.Little Wuzhi was so bored that he couldn't sit still on the chair, neither left nor right, opened his mouth wide and yawned, and finally came up with an interesting thing, covered his ears with his palms, and let go immediately, like this Now, what he heard was not singing, but what seemed to be the croaking of frogs. The diva looked at him anxiously several times, for he sat in the most prominent seat in front.However, she still sang the song patiently, then left the stage and never came out again.I don't know and I am happy again.At this time, Xiao Fangte came out to announce the program again: "The show for everyone now is the famous singer Xiao Zhitong." On the stage appeared a small paper tube singer, he was wearing a beautiful brown clothes.A small lacy handkerchief peeped from a side pocket of his suit, and a white bow-tie, like Little Fonte's, was tied around his neck. The little paper tube bowed politely to the audience, and then sang with that soft and pleasant voice.The audience was stunned.As soon as the singing was over, the audience immediately became lively like a storm: some people applauded desperately, some kept stomping their feet on the ground, and some shouted, "Wow!" The little thumbtack also clapped desperately, Shouting: "Wow!" The noisy voice didn't stop until the singer sang again. "Look!" said Gollum in a smug annoyance. "This is simply punishing people! One moment it's the little star squeaking, and the other moment it's a little paper tube, it's really torture!" "None, you're a weirdo!" said the little pushpin. "Everyone likes to listen to music, only you don't know why you don't like it." "Hey!" Quan Zhi shook his hand. "Everyone wants to act like they're good at singing, so they pretend they like it." "That's not right!" replied the little pushpin. "For example, I don't pretend to be anything. In fact, I really like the little paper tube singing." "Little paper tube! Little paper tube!" Quan Zhi grimaced, putting on a weird look. "You might as well just say, you like the little paper tube itself!" "Me?!" The little thumbtack got angry. "You!" Quan Zhi said listlessly. "I like him?!" "you like him!" "you you……." The little thumbtack was so angry that he couldn't speak, he waved his hand, wanting to hit the top of the unknown, but he controlled himself in time, withdrew his hand, and said contemptuously: "If you dare say the word 'like' to me again--I'll show you a little bit. I'll never talk to you again, and that's all, you remember!" The concert is still going on.Behind the small paper tubes are magicians, acrobats, dancers, and clowns.These are very interesting shows.But the little thumbtack didn't even smile at all.She was really pissed off.No wonder!How dare he tell who she liked!Her spirits were devastated, and the performances of the actors could no longer cheer her up.But Quanzhi and Xiao Hualian collapsed from laughter, that is to say, they fell off their chairs when the performance was almost over.Xiao Hualian even bumped her head against the chair leg, and a big bump came out on the top of her head. At this point the show is over.After a few minutes, our travelers had returned to the hotel quickly in the push-button car.They had not yet driven through the city at night, so they could hardly take their eyes off the enchanting scenery that unfolded before them.The sky is dark at night, but the surroundings are as bright as day.At first the travelers thought that the light was coming from somewhere above, but later they realized that it was coming from a place below.In fact, the light was coming from all directions, because the houses here, the newsstands, the soda kiosks, even the pillars on the sidewalk—all were painted with glowing paint. In Sun City, yellow, sky blue, light green, light red and a kind of paint called flesh color are used to paint the walls.Roofs, cornices, and window frames are painted in vivid ruby, emerald, bright blue, purple, and cinnamon.The pillars of the house are usually painted with a white or yellowish luminous compound.During the day, these colors are no different from ordinary non-luminous pigments, but they can absorb sunlight and accumulate solar energy.At night, they gradually emit light of various colors.These rays cross and diffract each other, and as a result, a soft, quiet, pleasant-looking light is projected from painted walls, columns, cornices, and the like.In this way, street lights are not needed at all. In Sun City, not only all the buildings, but even the cars and buses passing through the streets are painted with luminous paint.One more thing to add: all the pictures on the walls of many houses are also made of luminous paint, so you can imagine how charming the night view of Sun City is.